Having a pity party, I guess. Wondering why I bother? Why do I write? Does any one read my stories? Does any one care if I ever write another one? Which lends to question (brought up by a fellow writing buddy): For whom do you write? Your pleasure and edification or the 'fans'? To be honest, I don't know. Both, maybe. Or changes from day-to-day depending on my mood, hormones, the planets aligning, etc.
However, I did write one short challenge story this month and started another one. I'm struggling a bit with the second story, especially in the direction of how I want the story to end. My concern is, I'm afraid I am getting preachy with the story, and that was not my intent. Think I might have to go back and break the story down section by section until it 'works.' Do other writers experience this conundrum?
In addition, I have not abandoned the season five project, but also have not been working on it. I've done some brainstorming for episode eight, but have not visualized the scenes and until I can 'see' it in my head, it does not end up on paper. Maybe a nice trip to Arizona in another week will help clear my head and put things back in perspective.
To those who have asked if I will brainstorm or beta read or edit, I am still willing, ready and able. . . and love it! Also hoping to jump back into collaborative fiction soon (but I think I will wait until the next project). If readers would like to know more about it, click the link.
Lia London's newest collaborative fiction story is available for download from Amazon until December 4. Magian High is like Hogwarts, but it's not. Can desegregation work or was it doomed to fail from the start?
Book Description: The Punkers moved towards us, and Amity and I were forced to back down the steps. When we reached the bottom, they formed a ring around us, all flying just a few inches above the ground. With their shoulders almost touching, they locked us in and began to rotate slowly around us, like a hovering wheel of stupid. Except that they all either had Water Balls or flaming thumbs. We’re not supposed to use any magic on campus except Flash Jumping to get to outbuildings for classes, but I knew no one would really see what they were doing. Amity and I found ourselves back-to-back like the trapped heroes in the movies always do, except that I knew we didn’t have any awesome moves to bust out with.
Remember to support Independent Authors.
Remember the old mystery or adventure books where once you finished the chapter, you had a couple of choices where to take the story? It's back - well, sort of. How would you like to write a comic mystery? No writing experience needed. The story is entitled The Fargenstropple Case and on Monday through Friday, the very talented Lia London posts new chapters of about 800-1000 words. At the end of each, you’ll give her suggestions of where to go next. She will then take her favorite responses and weave them into the next chapters.
It has been crazy fun! If you want to play along, follow the link.
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I live in the shadows of the Olympic Mountains, in the State of Washington and I love camping, boating, hiking, and hanging out with my husband, our three boys, and two Bernese Mountain dogs.