Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Great Beginnings






As every writer knows, beginnings are important. We all strive to write a truly intriguing first sentence designed to engage readers and invite them into our stories. After all, these books are our babies, created with blood, sweat, tears and love. We want other people to love them as well.  To celebrate great beginnings, I’ve invited some author friends to send me favorite first lines from their own books.

If you’d like to be in the drawing to win a signed copy of one of my books, please hit the comment button and tell me which first sentence you like best. I’d be grateful if you hit the follow button as well, but it isn’t a requirement for the drawing.

I’ll start with my own favorite first sentence (not part of the contest)
“Pantyhose are a tool of the devil.”
From The Rock and Roll Queen of Bedlam

The authors featured below are all members of Romance Writers of America and are all published authors. I’ve included links to their books. Be sure to check them out for some fabulous reads. 

1.“A long memory made for bad company when a man had too much time on his hands.”
From The Rodeo Man’s Daughter by Barbara White Daille
www.barbarawhitedaille.com 






2."It was harder than he expected, this business of surrender."
From Conquest of the Heart by Michele Stegman
Amazon: http://tinyurl.com/kpdsrhx

www.michelestegman.com                                                                                         
3."Ruby Hollingsford threw herself out of a moving coach." By Regina Scott
From The Wife Campaign

www.reginascott.com
                                                               
                                             

4.“The Five Horsemen of the Apocalypse rode in, late as usual.” By Mary Connealy
From Calico Canyon.







5.“Whistle shrieking, the train jerked to a stop, the sudden lurch throwing Julie Lawson forward.” ByTerry Blaine
From Colorado Silver, Colorado Gold

                                  

6."With a flick of her mermaid tail, Shelly emerged from the deep coastal waters holding the dead body of victim number two." By Debbie Herbert
From Siren’s Secret

www.debbieherbert.com
                                                                        
                                                                   

7.“Ghosts don’t have sex, do they? Annabelle Ronaldi wasn’t one hundred percent sure of the answer.” By Robin Kaye
From Too Hot to Handle

                                                        
8.“Uncle Jake, I presume?" Lacey
wasn't doing anything wrong, so why did she feel as though Brad Pitt had just caught her picking her nose?” by Lynn Crandall
From Always and Forever Love
Amazon: http://amzn.to/1aVzE41 

www.lynn-crandall.com
                                                               



                                                                                 

                                                               
     




                                                          

Monday, April 14, 2014

Stuck!



Calling all writers, artists and others who must dip daily into the well of creativity. What happens when the well goes dry? What happens when you get stuck? I’m not talking about writers’ block. In my opinion, getting stuck is a whole different thing.

I recently started a new book and, since I fly by the seat of my pants, I had main characters in mind and a vague idea of the plot line. I’d learned to trust my process. In the past, the act of writing stimulated the creative part of my brain, resulting in forward progress. Sure, once in a while, I’d write myself into a corner and have to backtrack, but it was usually an easy fix and I considered it a learning experience. Six chapters flew by and then my fingers froze on the keyboard. I was stuck. Here’s what happened next:

I brooded and indulged in a lot of negative self-talk. What the heck’s wrong with you? Yikes! After eight books are you out of juice?
I forced myself to write. As the saying goes, you can’t edit a blank page. When it took me an hour to write two sentences, I knew it wasn’t working. This was followed by………..
More brooding.
I tried writing in long hand, a technique that sometimes works for me. Not this time.
I comforted myself with junk food which, in turn, led me to……..
The Solution. Concerned about putting on weight from the aforementioned junk food, I hit the elliptical machine at our local fitness club. Something about music feeding directly into my brain via ear buds, mindless repetition as I sweat and pedaled, plus the oxygenated blood surging through my body did the trick.



Remember my term, “vague idea of the plot line?” I realized it was a little too vague. I’m writing romantic suspense, for Pete’s sake! There are dead bodies, nasty villains, stolen babies and human trafficking involved. Way too many moving parts for an author flying by the seat of her pants. I needed details. I needed more characters. I needed more plot lines. OMG, was I becoming a plotter? Were my pantser days over?

Happily, I’m back on track after taking some time to answer the obvious questions. Who? What? Why? Where? When? Apparently I am now part plotter, part pantser. Works for me. And, if I get stuck again, I know what to do.

 Eat junk food. 
 Exercise.


Cheers,

Marilee