Writerly Ways
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cornerofmadnessI was going to have something pithy to say about making a writing space at home but I am tired and it's nearly 10 so I'm just going to give you some links and bbl with the nano count and the snippet if anyone wants to see it.
From around the web
A Writing SOP from an Army Journalist Turned Award-Winning Author
How to research your characters
Writing and Music: Why it’s Essential to my Creative Process and How I’ve Ruined Entire Albums for my Husband
It’s the length?
You Need To Connect With Your Readers (With Your Writing)
How to be a good beta reader
From Betty
Time Management for Writers Who Hate Time Management
Planning a Novel: Character Arc In A Nutshell
Writing Rocks and Hard Places
How to Craft Your Protagonist’s Inner and Outer Journeys
YOU ARE A WORD ARTISAN
The Man With the Gun
The Two Halves of the Inciting Event
Podcasting for Authors (with Matty Dalrymple)
Five Ways to Build Your Storytelling Muscles
Understanding Character Representation
Repairing Unbelievable Story Elements
What’s the Best Way to Create an Opening Hook?
3 Simple Tricks to Immerse Your Reader In Your Story
Debuting at the Age of 66
#5onFri: Five Ways to Ace a Time Skip in Your Writing. I need this for my nano
The Wound: How Pain Can Deepen Our Fiction another good one for my nano
How to Like What You Write
When describing characters, think more about capturing presence than details.
Snippet Alessia corralled Grace who trailed after an older woman. Was she one of the art professors? She thought maybe. “Grace, we’ll be going to go to the dance in the union. Will you be free soon?”
“I can go now. The judging won’t be til tomorrow and I am getting wigged out worrying about it. Laura and Dan coming too?”
“Laura yes, Dan might be making moves on the Duran Duran art girl.”
“Genie, such an airhead. Good luck to him.” Grace rolled her eyes and linked arms with Alessia, steering her toward the door.
Laura met them with Dan in tow.
“No Genie?”
“She talks a lot to say nothing,” he replied.
“No duh, try being in class with her.” Grace replied.
He snorted. “So, dancing you say? You can leave the show, Grace?”
“I needed to take a chill pill.”
“Definitely.” Alessia laughed. “It’ll be okay. Even if you don’t win any awards this show, you know you put up good work, right?”
“I know but I still worry. I can’t help it.” Grace stopped, squinting between two of the dorms as they walked past. “What is that?”
Alessia peered into the darkness. Something moved in the shadow. More than one something. They broke through the gloom and into the street light, two dogs with matted black fur. Their eyes glinted ruby. “Hellhounds!”
21668 / 50000 words. 43% done!
From around the web
A Writing SOP from an Army Journalist Turned Award-Winning Author
How to research your characters
Writing and Music: Why it’s Essential to my Creative Process and How I’ve Ruined Entire Albums for my Husband
It’s the length?
You Need To Connect With Your Readers (With Your Writing)
How to be a good beta reader
From Betty
Time Management for Writers Who Hate Time Management
Planning a Novel: Character Arc In A Nutshell
Writing Rocks and Hard Places
How to Craft Your Protagonist’s Inner and Outer Journeys
YOU ARE A WORD ARTISAN
The Man With the Gun
The Two Halves of the Inciting Event
Podcasting for Authors (with Matty Dalrymple)
Five Ways to Build Your Storytelling Muscles
Understanding Character Representation
Repairing Unbelievable Story Elements
What’s the Best Way to Create an Opening Hook?
3 Simple Tricks to Immerse Your Reader In Your Story
Debuting at the Age of 66
#5onFri: Five Ways to Ace a Time Skip in Your Writing. I need this for my nano
The Wound: How Pain Can Deepen Our Fiction another good one for my nano
How to Like What You Write
When describing characters, think more about capturing presence than details.
Snippet Alessia corralled Grace who trailed after an older woman. Was she one of the art professors? She thought maybe. “Grace, we’ll be going to go to the dance in the union. Will you be free soon?”
“I can go now. The judging won’t be til tomorrow and I am getting wigged out worrying about it. Laura and Dan coming too?”
“Laura yes, Dan might be making moves on the Duran Duran art girl.”
“Genie, such an airhead. Good luck to him.” Grace rolled her eyes and linked arms with Alessia, steering her toward the door.
Laura met them with Dan in tow.
“No Genie?”
“She talks a lot to say nothing,” he replied.
“No duh, try being in class with her.” Grace replied.
He snorted. “So, dancing you say? You can leave the show, Grace?”
“I needed to take a chill pill.”
“Definitely.” Alessia laughed. “It’ll be okay. Even if you don’t win any awards this show, you know you put up good work, right?”
“I know but I still worry. I can’t help it.” Grace stopped, squinting between two of the dorms as they walked past. “What is that?”
Alessia peered into the darkness. Something moved in the shadow. More than one something. They broke through the gloom and into the street light, two dogs with matted black fur. Their eyes glinted ruby. “Hellhounds!”
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