Monday, December 16, 2013

WRITING WITH NO PANTS ON

It was uncomfortable at first…
Writing without my pants on, that is…
Usually wearing pants is what inspires me to write.
Today however, I wrote sans pants…
And it was new, it was different. It was great!
But just so you don’t think I’ve gone nudist…
Let me explain.
As a writer you know there are two types of us...
Plotters and pantsers.
For non-writers, being a pantser is writing by the seat of your pants…
Unlike plotters who, well…plot.
I’ve always been a pantser and enjoyed the process…
Letting creativity flow into my head…
From who knows where…
And then letting my fingers type away.
But not anymore.
Why?
For awhile I’ve been working on a manuscript…
One that had been critiqued and somewhat edited before…
But something felt off, just not right, and I didn’t trust.
“Enough!” I said a few months ago…
“I am going to find out what in the hell is wrong with it.”
And so I researched, found a respected editor…
And sent her my manuscript.
The other day, I got the manuscript back.
“You are rambling,” was one of her remarks.
“Portions of the story are going nowhere,” she wrote.
“Get rid of the first eighty pages.”
Now, if you know me…
You would have bet I headed straight for the tequila bottle…
Or a container of mint chocolate chip ice cream…
Or worse...
Threw myself on the bed so I could sleep my insecurity away.
But not this time…
It was if the universe (respected editor)…
Finally gave me the answer I’d been searching for…
And the answer I got back was clear:
While my story was unique, my humor entertaining…
The manuscript wasn't working.
AND I GOT IT!
Summary?
I am in the process of rewriting this story…
But unlike the first go round (pantsing)…
This time I am plotting...
I am thinking through to the end of the story…
I am writing an outline…
Then a synopsis…
The story will remain mostly the same, also the characters…
But before I write another 87,000 words...
I will know if the storyline works.
Oh, and I know you pantsers out there are shaking your head…
But maybe being a pantser works for you…
It just doesn’t work for me.
So, from now until the end of the holidays…
And on into the new year…
I’m dedicating my writing hours to this rewrite…
I will be blogging sometimes, but not much.
I’ll see you next year…
And in the meantime have a fabulous holiday season.
So tell me?
Have you ever written a manuscript from scratch—again?

Always, Em-Musing 
Leigh Caron writes humorous women's fiction.
She lives in Akumal, Mexico and will host a
Spiritual Energy Writer's Retreat in Mexico in 2014



Monday, December 9, 2013

CHUPACABRAS

Recently…
In the wee hours of the night…
Around small farms in mid-Mexico
Livestock was being killed and eaten by?
Well, that’s what several Mexican farmers…
Were going to find out.
Armed with rifles…
These farmers set out to hunt down and kill…
Whatever it was.
Well they caught whatever it was in the act…
And they shot it.
Could it be a chupacabra...
That mythical creature that’s half animal/half human?
You be the judge.




























If I didn’t know the person who forwarded these photos…
And they didn't know the people who shot this creature...
I’d say it was all a hoax.
But I know the person…
They sent it from their phone to my phone.
To continue the story...
Of course the farmers called authorities…
Of course the authorities came...
And took the creature away…
(which by the way, was pregnant)
And of course the authorities...
Never got back to them with an explanation.
But let me ask you...
What do you think?
Do you believe in strange unexplained creatures?
Ever encounter anything so strange yourself?

Always, Em-Musing

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

NOW NEPAL

My last stop on the tour - Kathmandu.
I loved many things about this city…
But it was such a contrast…
Between the clean metropolis of Bangkok
And the pristine countryside of Bhutan.
Kathmandu is congested…
And not just with people…
But plastic trash everywhere…
Including the main river which was mostly stagnant.
Funeral pyres are a frequent occurrence...
And although I didn't see any...
I did experience one in a different way.
One afternoon...
I was hungry and at some point said...
"Mmm, something smells good."
My tour buddies cracked up...

"Leigh! That's a burning body you're smelling."
Lord!
I had to contemplate on that for awhile.

Of course Kathmandu has many temples....
But unlike the gilded temples of Bangkok
And the modest, but still ornate temples of Bhutan
Nepal’s temples seemed worn out and overrun...






























And not just by humans…
But often pigeons and in many cases, monkeys.

While I wasn't wowed by the city of Kathmandu
I found the people to be the most fascinating. 























As if they were characters out of an exotic novel...
And then there was this cutie...










Who I couldn't resist holding.














Also awesome in Kathmandu - the markets...
The best shopping on the tour!















And c'mon!
No matter where a girl goes...
A girl's gotta shop...
Where a girl needs to shop! 
Tomorrow...
Some random shots along the way.

Always, Em-Musing

Friday, November 29, 2013

TIGER'S NEST - BHUTAN

While in the pristine countryside of Bhutan
I trekked up to a monastery called Tiger’s Nest…
Located in the lower Himalayas…
Not to be confused with the high Himalayas…
Where Mt. Everest is.
The local tale is that Padmasambava, a Brahmin royal…
(also known as the second Buddha)
Who brought tantric Buddhism to Bhutal in the 1600’s…
Arrived in by way of a flying tiger—his concubine…
To Paro Taktsang to meditate in a cave for four months in the mountains where this monastery is located.
There, he also subdued local demons.
With no flying tiger in sight…
(and thank God no demons)
I went halfway up by way of a gassy pack horse…
The other half by foot, plus all the way back down.
The monastery is perched at 10,000 feet.
Starting point is already 7,000 feet…
And then you trek the remainder 3,000 feet…
On loose soil, jagged rocks…
With shear drops down.
Tricky!  Slippery!  Sometimes scary!
But the scenery? Jaw dropping!


The flags you see are prayer flags…
And are everywhere in Bhutan.
I of course...




Hung a few recommended by locals.
Halfway up is a tea house…
Where we stopped for much needed nourishment.






 
And finally...














I and my group of 6 made it! 
Of course there's a foot bridge we had to cross...
To get the monastery.
Me and our guide, Chadau















Well, that's it for today...
Monday?
Nepal.
Have a great weekend!

Always, Em-Musing

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

I SEE PENISES


Ah, Bhutan
Your pristine waters flowing…









Your Himalayan mountains showing…














Your temples glowing…














Your monks of the Buddhist mind…











Your people friendly and kind…
Chadau, our guide















And everywhere…
Penises of every color and size! 
These are hung on the 4 corners of a house
for good luck. 

















Chadau with penis statue in a restaurant
















Made in workshops everywhere
Bhutan is known for....
GNH - Gross National Happiness...
And perhaps with the penis...
And what it stands for (pardon the pun)...
That's the reason why?
So?
On the happiness scale...
What's gives you...
Your GPH - Gross Personal Happiness?
Tomorrow I'll share my trek up to Tiger's Nest, 9300 ft.

Always, Em-Musing