My current work in progress (first draft phase, which follows the rough draft phase, which is the initial writing of the next brilliant masterpiece to hit the publishing world) is done. I finished the last of the edits last night. Now, I'll set the project aside for at least a week before I go back for the Second Draft phase of the writing process.
Since there is Teaser Tuesday and Work in Progress Wednesday I jokingly suggested when leaving a comment on another blog that there should be Descriptive Passage Thursday. I really shouldn't joke, because sometimes I take myself way too seriously. This is one of those times. So, tomorrow, on this blog, I'll post a descriptive passage from either my currently out to query project or the WIP that I just finished editing. Are there rules to posting? Of course, what is life without rules? A heck of a lot more fun, but I digress. The only rule is that the passage cannot contain dialogue. Not one word. The passage is (and descriptive is probably the wrong word, perhaps Narrative Passage Thursday - yeah, that's it) a chunk of narrative whether the chaotic thoughts of a character, a striking scene that will knock readers over and make them gasp in amazement and then have them quickly type up their own blog post with a link to that post and . . . well, I'm quite snarky for whatever reason this morning.
So, tune in here tomorrow to see which stunning narrative passage, which small scene, I post to amaze and thrill even those who think they cannot be amazed or thrilled. Dang, I need to calm down. My co-workers aren't going to be happy with me today. : )
Just to make it official . . . tomorrow is Narrative Passage Thursday. I challenge every reader of this blog to post a passage of their brilliant writing on their blogs. You know I'll be watching!
Now I know this next question has been posed by many a blogger in the blogsphere, but, since a friend asked me this question in an email this morning . . . how many of your 'real world' (i.e., non-blogger) friends know that you've written a book, or 2, or 3?
Wow, talk about the start to my day. My response . . .
Very few of my real world friends know that I write. It's really not something I share that often. I have no clue why. I just don't. Now, let me change that comment somewhat . . . very few of my friends that I see on a regular basis know that I write. Yes, that's kind of odd, isn't it? The majority of people who know I write are people I see once a year at the conference in MA (not a writer's conference, btw). Go figure. Writing has, for the most part, always been intensely private to me. There's also the thing where, when people know, they're always coming up to you and saying "well, you know, I have an idea for your next story". So, I keep my writing to myself. My blog link is out there on my Facebook page, so if people want to find it they can find it.
In no way am I ashamed of my writing, or anything like that. I'm just normally - this blog the main exception, well, my other blog to - not that talkative about my writing. As we all know, sometimes people just look at us in a strange way when we say hey, I'm a writer. So, I keep that little secret to myself . . . for the most part. Do you? How many people have you told? How many people haven't you told?
On that note, I bid you adieu . . . for now. There are other thoughts rambling around in my brain this morning. Too many to post here without boring, or possibly scaring, my readers. Have a great day.
p.s. sorry about the multiple spaces between paragraphs. It all has something to do with the photo. Now, you know why I rarely post photos. : )