Did you ever go through old computer files or writing folders and uncover a nugget you'd written? Amaze yourself that your writing was not half bad? Realize rejection was not about you personally, and maybe not even about your writing, but maybe not suitable at the time for the publication to which you submitted?
I went to the Dollar Tree today and bought a few packs of Post-It Notes in bright colors. Just a little something to make me happy and inspire me to jot an idea, copy a quote, or write a reminder to take an Ibuprofen for my achy ankle. Sixteen days in a boot has been no fun. Ripping the Velcro closures open during the night scares the poor cat, when I have to get up and back into bed. We will both be relieved when this is over. I can't wait to get back into my flip flops, but it will be a long time before I ever get to a beach with this virus spiking. Stay safe, friends.
I found an essay I had written based on a true story a non-writer friend told me. I changed the names, added imagined dialogue, and submitted it to my critique group, Wild Women Wielding Pens. They are familiar with my writing style, mainly personal essay/creative non fiction.
They commented that my "fiction" was pretty good.
I never considered myself a fiction writer, but this might be a stepping stone to discovering a new writing genre. Sometimes we get locked into one way of thinking. Maybe it's time to broaden horizons.
Have you ever imagined writing one thing and ended up with something all together different?
One of our writing prompts for our next Zoom meeting is to write a story with this opening: Don't tell me...
There will be many different takes on this. Want to add your two cents, just a sentence or two? Allow your imagination to carry you away. Will one sentence evolve into a paragraph, a short story? A rant? Horror? A thriller? A sob story? A fear? Give it a try.
Give me a sentence?
If you are a writer here's an added bonus: Erica Verillo
publishedtodeath.blogspot.com has some great news for those of you who have files filled with material. There are many places seeking submissions. This is a goldmine. Enjoy the hunt!
I went to the Dollar Tree today and bought a few packs of Post-It Notes in bright colors. Just a little something to make me happy and inspire me to jot an idea, copy a quote, or write a reminder to take an Ibuprofen for my achy ankle. Sixteen days in a boot has been no fun. Ripping the Velcro closures open during the night scares the poor cat, when I have to get up and back into bed. We will both be relieved when this is over. I can't wait to get back into my flip flops, but it will be a long time before I ever get to a beach with this virus spiking. Stay safe, friends.
I found an essay I had written based on a true story a non-writer friend told me. I changed the names, added imagined dialogue, and submitted it to my critique group, Wild Women Wielding Pens. They are familiar with my writing style, mainly personal essay/creative non fiction.
They commented that my "fiction" was pretty good.
I never considered myself a fiction writer, but this might be a stepping stone to discovering a new writing genre. Sometimes we get locked into one way of thinking. Maybe it's time to broaden horizons.
Have you ever imagined writing one thing and ended up with something all together different?
One of our writing prompts for our next Zoom meeting is to write a story with this opening: Don't tell me...
There will be many different takes on this. Want to add your two cents, just a sentence or two? Allow your imagination to carry you away. Will one sentence evolve into a paragraph, a short story? A rant? Horror? A thriller? A sob story? A fear? Give it a try.
Give me a sentence?
If you are a writer here's an added bonus: Erica Verillo
publishedtodeath.blogspot.com has some great news for those of you who have files filled with material. There are many places seeking submissions. This is a goldmine. Enjoy the hunt!
7 comments:
Oh, your lonely flip-flops! Thanks for the link.
Branching out into new writing venues is something every writer should consider. Who knows? The fit might be perfect.
Don't tell me you're branching into fiction writing? I'm not surprised. You are nothing if not adventurous! Heal fast and remember... the beach awaits us.
Please don't tell me that story again, I had thought to myself, but never said out loud. Dad had been in the middle of telling a war story. I had heard it many, many times before, so I would sit and nod my head, smile and say,"Really? That's interesting," or some other phrase.
How I wish he was here to tell me those stories now. I miss them. I miss him. I should have listened better and remembered every word, because he's not here to tell them any more. His laugh, his sparkle in his blue eyes, his words are gone.I'll never hear them again.
Ok, this isn't very good and it needs a lot of work, but I can see an essay coming out of this. Thanks for the link, I'll check it out.
Linda,
I didn't say your fiction was "pretty good" - I said it was the best you've ever written, and that the dialogue was perfect, or something to that effect.
Thank you for being an inspiration, along with the other WWWP.
If you Google the "Don't Tell Mom Hyundi commercial," you can watch it. It's cute.
I'm not surprised that you are branching into fiction writing. You are multi-talented. You are good at seeing things from different perspectives.
Post a Comment