Wednesday, April 3, 2019

IWSG APRIL 2019

This post is part of the monthly blog hop/therapy session known as the Insecure Writers Support Group, founded by the one and only, Alex J. Cavanaugh. If you're a writer, insecure, or just supportive of writers—insecure or not—please join us. It happensthe first Wednesday of each month. It would be sweet of you to visit at least a dozen or so new blogs and leave a comment. Your words will be appreciated.

April3 question: if you could use a wish to help you write just ONE scene/chapter of your book, which one would it be? Example: fight scene? First kiss scene? Middle chapter? End chapter, etc.

The awesome co-hosts for the April 3 posting of the IWSG are J.H. Moncrieff, Natalie Aguirre, Patsy Collins, and Chemist Ken! 

First up today—my answer to this month’s question:
If I could use a wish to help me write just one scene/chapter of my book, 
which one would it be?
Chapter 1 hands down...
Because isn’t that’s what draws the reader into the book?
And an agent?
And a publisher?
And with Chapter 1 hooking them in...
I’d then find a way to make another wish to finish the book.
But then—where’s the fun and angst of that?

Now on to another thought for the day:
We all like to make fun of people who hoard, don’t we?
Oh, please don’t tell me I’m being sloppy insensitive...
Isn’t that the point of the TV show, Hoarders?
Just so we can go, "Eeeuuu! Yuck! Disgusting!!!"
And after seeing what these people hoard...
Don’t we feel good about ourselves?
Believing we’d never be a hoarder?
But hmmm?
Maybe, just maybe you are a hoarder and don’t know it?
Why don’t we take a look inside your refrigerator.
Ah ha! I knew it!
Condiments!
In tiny tubs and pee wee packets!
Every refrigerator I go into, whether a friend’s or family’shas them...
Ketchup, soy sauce, mustard, BBQ sauce, salad... dressing, jelly, mayo, mustard, and more!
And these little tubs and pee wee packets...
Are always taking up more than their fair share of shelf space.
Do we ever use them? Doubt it!
And really why would we even need pee wee packets of ketchup...
When we have a whole big bottle of it in the frig?
So now maybe you’re curious about me?
Am I a hoarder? What things do I hoard?
‘Versions!’
I hoard ‘Versions’ of everything I’ve ever written.
And I mean everything!
Like 189 versions of a query letter.
And just like pee wee packets of ketchup...
Stuffed on refrigerator shelves...
That after so many months are unusable...
My edited ‘versions’ of ‘anything’...
Are now unusable too.
Thankfully I don’t have to strain my back...
Or have men in a truck take my ‘versions’ to the dumpster...
And no one's is going,"Eeeuuu! Yuck! Disgusting!!!"
 I just hit the ‘trash’ icon with one finger and voila la! Gone!
So? What about you?
Do you hoard ‘versions’ of things in your computer?
Or, what other things do you hoard?
Oh, come on...
Everyone hoards something.

Always,
Em-Musing

P.S. I also hoard lipsticks. If I don’t like a color after buying it and trying it on at home – I don’t get rid of it; I keep it because I feel guilty that a little tube of lip color cost more than a weeks worth of Starbucks Frozen Chai Frappuccinos. But after a year in the drawer here in the humid jungle it has evolved into a stinky, fuzzy creature. 
Now it’s time to throw it away! My conscience is clear.

Wednesday, March 6, 2019

This post is part of the monthly blog hop/therapy session known as the Insecure Writers Support Group, founded by the one and only, Alex J. Cavanaugh. If you're a writer, insecure, or just supportive of writers—insecure or not—please join us. It happens the first Wednesday of each month.
It would be sweet of you to visit at least a dozen or so new blogs and leave a comment. Your words will be appreciated.

OPTIONAL IWSG Day Question: Whose perspective do you like to write from best, the hero (protagonist) or the villain (antagonist)? And why?

First...
MEA CULPA!  DISCULPE ME!  ME SO SORRY!
For missing last month’s first Wednesday post.
Why?
A gastritis attack!

Thinking it might be a heart attack...
I finally went to the emergency room that night.
Thankfully it wasn’t my heart...
More like extreme heartburn.
The next day my doctor diagnosed it as gastritis.
Who knew it would keep me down for a week!?
Only able to tolerate crackers, water, and Ensure 
(thank God for Ensure)
I’m 100% better now but did lose five pounds.
(I do not recommend this method for losing weight)
Now—on with this month’s question:
Whose perspective do I like to write from best?
I guess it depends on the character.
I have to admit...
I like getting into the head of an antagonist...
Even though sometimes it’s scary.
And I’ve wondered sometimes...
How I could even get into my creepy character’s derainged mind?
But that’s part of being a writer, no?
On the other hand/manuscript...
My Humorous Women’s series...
Is written in first person
So all action and characters...
Are known only through her thoughts and experiences...
So telling her perspective is the only choice.
On an aside...
I was reading recently about “unreliable narrators”
I find this perspective of storytelling fascinating.
Don’t know if I’ll ever do this...
But it is interesting nontheless.
So?
Ever use an “unreliable narrator” in any of your stories?
And whose perspective do you like to write from?

Always,Em-Musing

Monday, January 7, 2019

SPINAL ADJUSTMENT

When book covers are designed...
I wish someone would keep in mind necks...
Specifically my neck.
Does any book cover designer...
Ever actually look at books when they’re on a shelf?
Recently...
When I was at my doctor’s office...
Waiting my turn in the waiting room...
I spotted a bookcase full of books...
Curious, I walked over to see what she, my doctor, reads...
After a few minutes though...
I felt like needed a chiropractic adjustment!
My already stiff neck was sore... 
Having to bend my head just to read the titles.             
                 
First to the left...



Then to the right...


                
Back & forth & back and forth my head wagged...
As I perused five shelves of books...
Because some titles faced left, some right.
And then, if wagging my head wasn’t annoying enough...
I had to do a deep knee bend while wagging...
In order to see the books on the lower shelves.
When I finally stood up, I felt woozy...
But through the wooziness...
One book stood out. 
 Here are the books...
Can you find the easy-to-read title?

It's the Lucifer Effect 
It's so easy to read because the title is straight up... 
And I can also easily read the author's name...
No bodily movements are necessary. Only eyes.
Hmm?
Maybe hard-to-read book spines...
Are unconsciously the reason...
When I go to Barnes & Nobel...
I am drawn to books that are on a display table...
Not just because they’re in plain sight...
But because I don’t have to do any exercises...
Except pick the book up with my hands.
So?
When your book cover was designed...
Did you ever imagine...
How it would appear on the shelf?
And do you ever get bothered looking a books in bookstores? 

Always,

Em-Musing

Wednesday, January 2, 2019

SHARING IS SCARING

This post is part of the monthly blog hop/therapy session known as the Insecure Writers Support Group, founded by the one and only, Alex J. Cavanaugh. If you're a writer, insecure, or just supportive of writers—insecure or not—please join us. It happens the first Wednesday of each month.
It would be sweet of you to visit at least a dozen or so new blogs and leave a comment. Your words will be appreciated.
The awesome co-hosts for this month are Patricia Lynne, Lisa Bule-Collard, Kim Lajevardi, and Fundy Blue

January 2 question - What are your favorite and least favorite questions people ask you about your writing?

Hmm?
Let me see...
The last time anyone asked me about my writing... 
Was loooooooog time ago.
It’s OK, though...
Guess they’re uncomfortable still asking the same question:
“Are you published yet?”
But there is one who still inquires about my writing...
It’s my granddaughter! 
She just turned sixteen and at her tender age...
She has penned some awesome pieces herself.
Hmm? 
Maybe, just maybe...
I sparked a flame in her creativity years ago...
When I used to babysit her and my other two grandkids?
Everyday at naptime they always chirped...
“Grandma! Tell us a story!”
Mind you, these stories weren't from a book...
But rather impromptu tales...
Of Egyptian mummies that came alive... 
Lost kingdoms where strange creatures roam...  
Castles with real vampires... 
And of course ghosts, and monsters.
But while they loved these stories...
My two daughters did not.
“Mom, please stop telling the kids scary stories. It’s hard enough getting them to bed as it is, but now we have to convince them that there are no monsters or mummies lurking in the house.”
“But they ask for scary stories,” I said in defense.
“Mom, they’re kids; you should know better. 
 From now on only tell them happy stories about princes and princesses.”
“Fine,” I said, not appreciating being scolded. Or edited.
 Well, I kept my word and told only happy stories...
But those new tales did not fly with the grandkids.
“No grandma! We don’t want to hear about stupid   princesses! 
We want scary stories. Tell us more about the mummies!”
“Well, your mommies won’t let me,” I said...
As their little faces drooped with disappointment.
When they got a bit older...
I only watched them occasionally on weekends...
Yet they still persisted...
“Grandma! Tell us a story. Tell us about the mummies!”
Well, one weekend I caved.
“OK, but you have to promise me that if I tell you, you won’t be scared at bedtime, got it?”
They nodded. 
“And don’t tell your mommies.”
Giggling, we all did a “pinky swear”.
They must have kept their word 'cause I never got scolded again.
So?
Have you every told your kids or grandkids scary stories?
Ever get scolded?
Or what kind of stories do you tell?

Always,
Em-Musing