Forward
Last night I had intentions to write another post about voice this morning-- a more in-depth post. I'm not feeling it right now though. Hopefully, I'll find the words for it later today.
Progress is the word of the day. :-) I'm hoping the base for our kitchen counter will go down followed immediately by our sink and the dishwasher. I'm running thin on tolerance regarding the non-kitchen.
But my book? Oh, my book! The world crumbles around me, saws scream and screech through wood, and I keep writing. I've revamped so many scenes and finally have a good grip on my characters and their emotional strains for this story. Until recently I'd spent most of my time fumbling around with no direction when it came to their emotions. My oldest daughter stopped by to ask, "Do you think you're ever gonna finish that book?"
:D Someday, dear. Someday.
My FB and Twitter break have done miraculous wonders for me, however hard it's been for me not to check in and see what my friends are up to.
Yesterday my husband stopped by the bedroom doorway to check on me. I think he left feeling like he'd never understand the strangeness of my mind. See, I was stuck trying to understand a section of lyrics by Kate Voegele. I explained as best as I could to him that the song holds the key to Grayson's emotions and thoughts for a certain scene and unless I get a handle on the first stanza I'll stay confused over whether or not it really is the perfect fit.
I think I'm getting what she's trying to say. In case you're curious here's the first stanza from "Wish you were here".
Gone away are the golden days
Just a page in my diary
So here I am a Utopian citizen
I'm still convinced
There's no such thing as idealism.
What first caught my eye about the song was the mention of Utopian and idealism, because I had just written a scene where Gray and Laura discussed these two things. But the more I listened to the song the more I understood where it belonged in my list of inspirations and in my book. I love it when I write something then find a song later that feeds the scene more and fits it so perfectly. But I had problems trying to hook the lines "I'm still convinced there's no such thing as idealism" into the rest of the lyrics.
It took me a while to get it, but I do now, which means I can move on with my scene. :-)
Not being selfish, I've embedded the acoustic version of the song, which is a much, much more powerful version than the album version.
Progress is the word of the day. :-) I'm hoping the base for our kitchen counter will go down followed immediately by our sink and the dishwasher. I'm running thin on tolerance regarding the non-kitchen.
But my book? Oh, my book! The world crumbles around me, saws scream and screech through wood, and I keep writing. I've revamped so many scenes and finally have a good grip on my characters and their emotional strains for this story. Until recently I'd spent most of my time fumbling around with no direction when it came to their emotions. My oldest daughter stopped by to ask, "Do you think you're ever gonna finish that book?"
:D Someday, dear. Someday.
My FB and Twitter break have done miraculous wonders for me, however hard it's been for me not to check in and see what my friends are up to.
Yesterday my husband stopped by the bedroom doorway to check on me. I think he left feeling like he'd never understand the strangeness of my mind. See, I was stuck trying to understand a section of lyrics by Kate Voegele. I explained as best as I could to him that the song holds the key to Grayson's emotions and thoughts for a certain scene and unless I get a handle on the first stanza I'll stay confused over whether or not it really is the perfect fit.
I think I'm getting what she's trying to say. In case you're curious here's the first stanza from "Wish you were here".
Gone away are the golden days
Just a page in my diary
So here I am a Utopian citizen
I'm still convinced
There's no such thing as idealism.
What first caught my eye about the song was the mention of Utopian and idealism, because I had just written a scene where Gray and Laura discussed these two things. But the more I listened to the song the more I understood where it belonged in my list of inspirations and in my book. I love it when I write something then find a song later that feeds the scene more and fits it so perfectly. But I had problems trying to hook the lines "I'm still convinced there's no such thing as idealism" into the rest of the lyrics.
It took me a while to get it, but I do now, which means I can move on with my scene. :-)
Not being selfish, I've embedded the acoustic version of the song, which is a much, much more powerful version than the album version.
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