Suspending disbelief gives a story a better sense of self. In any genre, that’s the one thing authors need the most to tell a story.
Last week was the week of learning about all the hats in my wardrobe. Writing isn’t just about writing anymore, and since I forgot to read the instruction manual on how all this works, that means that I’m learning as I go.
I hate destiny. Not heroes. Not villains. Destiny. That unseen, guiding force of the universe that dictates the way of things. It’s annoying.
This last week has been particularly tough because I’ve been more focused on the social network aspects of writing (which I’m not great at) than actually writing or planning out new work.
There are two schools of thought when it comes to magic: Does it act as part of, or separate from, its environment?
One novella edited. One publication up. (Be sure to grab the link and take a read!) Twitter presence established. Come follow me and join all the writing fun.
When you hear the term “Speculative Fiction” what comes to mind? Spaceships? Monsters? Wizards? Speculative Fiction is all of those things (and more)! But what, exactly, is it?
Great news! The novel is . . . done? After taking the better part of a week to sort through all the problems that I made for myself in the revision process
Here’s a question for you: If you have a ship, and you replace everything about that ship (planks, nails, canvas, oars, etc.) is it still the same ship? Likewise, if you have an idea, and you replace everything about that idea . . . is it the same idea?
Writing tends to have more than a few up and down moments, but few illustrate this point better than my progress between this week and last week.