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I'm not a writer. But I am beginning a novel. I've been reading books on how to write novels as well as looking over some novels. Ironically I'm not an avid novel reader. I've read a few novels in my life, but very few. I might also add that I'm not truly interested in becoming a writer. The only reason that I'm currently writing a novel is because I have a story to tell. I'm not writing it for the purpose of becoming a writer. However it looks like I will need to become a writer for the purpose of writing the novel. ![]() I'll try to answer your questions within the scope of my current non-experience. 1. Do you ever get writer's block? If so what methods do you know of to eliminate this dilemma. I haven't yet. Although I have written songs in the past though, and I have gotten writer's blocks with songs. In fact, I'm currently in the middle of writing a song which I haven't figured out completely yet. In fact, I haven't even figure out precisely what I want to say in that song yet. Sometimes I'll be inspired to write a song without knowing where it going. The same thing happens with poetry. However, I would never start writing a novel if I haven't yet figured out where it's going. 2. Do you write a chapter outline or create character sheets before writing a story? If so what is your methods in doing this? If not then explain why. My novel is a complete story in my mind. I know precisely what the story is about from beginning to end. For this reason, I was able to write an outline for the story before I began writing chapters, and I found it very helpful to do this. I first broke the story down into seven parts. Each part being a major turning point in the story. I then focused on each part, breaking them down into chapters. I gave each chapter a clever title based on the concept the chapter needed to convey. I ended up with approximate 6 chapters per PART. Having done that, I could see much better what it would take to actually write the story. Each chapter contains significant points that must be made. The whole idea now, behind writing each chapter, is to simply make the points that need to be made in each chapter. Having done this outline, I could see the whole story from a bird's-eye view. I then realized that Part two and Part three could be combined and told together even more effectively than they could be told separately. So this reduced the book from 7 parts to 6 parts. And now the whole outline contains 30 chapters. All of which I feel are significant and required. This doesn't mean that I can't change them. It simply means that I'm very happy with the outline thus far. I might add also that whilst doing this I realized that instead of killing one of my character halfway through the novel, it would be much better to put her into a coma and have her come back out of the coma later to enhance the ending of the novel and drive home the main plot even better than I had first imagined. So just creating this outline gave me a wonderful insight on how to make the whole story much better. This also had a backlash of requiring that I create a new character at the very beginning of the book to fulfill this new twist at the end. So having created this table-of-contents of chapters was extremely helpful, and ended up giving me a great insight to enhance the whole story. ~~~ As I say, I am only just beginning to write, and this is my first novel ever. I started in with Chapter One. I have several points that need to be made in this first chapter. So I have divided that chapters further into scenes. Of course the end-readers will never know about this level of division because it is only for my purposes as the author. So far I have only written the first scene of the first chapter. The last scene of the first chapter is an extreme drama. I already have it all in my mind. But getting it down on paper takes time. 3. When you write your first draft, do you worry about sentence structures, usage, punctuation, and grammar, or are you more into just getting the story on paper first? Absolutely. I write like as if I'm writing the finished book. Clearly it won't be. But I still write it as if it is the finished version. I'm in no rush to jot it all down on paper because I know what the story is. It's not going anywhere. The whole story is in mind, as well as in the chapter outlines. It's not going to fade away. There's no rush to jot it all down. At least not yet. Maybe as I'm writing I'll find places where I'm on a roll so-to-speak and I'll want to just jot things down without worrying about how they sound to a reader. But for now, I see no reason why I shouldn't write cleanly the first time. Why write sloppy just so I have to go back and rewrite it? I could never see the point to that. Why not just write it correctly the first time? ![]() Even then I glean over it anyway. In fact, what I find is that as I write sometimes I'll lose my momentum (you might call that a form of writer's block I suppose). I just think of it as losing momentum in the moment. What I do then, is go back a few paragraphs and re-read them to regain the momentum of the scene. When I do that I will glean the text. If I read a sentence and think to myself, "That didn't flow well", I'll rewrite it on the fly to flow better. This doesn't break my momentum, in fact, I feel that it often gives me even more momentum. When I do that, and then when I get back to where the momentum had stopped, the next sentence seems obvious. And the smoother the flow, the more obvious the next sentence seems to be. It almost writes itself. It just pops out as the obvious next thing to write. 4. When is the best time of the day to write? Do you take breaks or do you write many hours nonstop? I write anytime the mood strikes. I write for hours on end. Yet in spite of all that writing I'm only 10 pages into my novel. However those 10 pages have been gleaned over quite a bit as I had to regain momentum many times, and when I go back to regain momentum, I automatically glean things to make them flow better. Maybe that's why I was losing momentum in the first place? I'm not sure if this writing style will be successful as I'm just starting out. But so far I'm happy with how it's starting out. I also feel that it's important to feel good about the start. I can almost put these ten pages behind me thinking of them as being completely finished, and using them as momentum to move forward. If I just jotted things down always thinking that I need to go back and rewrite, then I would feel like I'm spinning my wheels. I would feel like I'm not really making progress, because I would know that all of the previous pages are garbage and need to be rewritten. This way, I feel good about the previous pages as being FINISHED. That doesn't meant that I can't go back and glean them some more. It just means that I've already cleaned them up considerably and theoretically I could leave them as is if I had to. I need to feel that I'm leaving a trail of "Finshed Work" behind me. Otherwise I'd feel like I'm just working on an unfinished rough draft and that I'd have to go back and rewrite the whole thing, and I'd lose incentive almost instantly then. But that's just me. I'm like that with everything I do. I'm not going to change who I am to become a writer. ![]() I need to see REAL PROGRESS, not just rough drafts. Thank you for sharing this. I think you are more of a writer then you claim to not to be! I also think your methods are good ones and whoever reads this may have gotten some good advice from it. So thank you again. If you have any poems, short stories, or even advice on writing then don't hesitate to post it. John |
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Welcome to the Writer's Club! If you enjoy sharing poems, short stories, or even advice on writing then please share it with us.
Today's Word of The Day: July 4th Quixotic [quix·ot·ic] adj. 1. Idealistic without regard to practicality; impractical. 2. Impulsive: tending to act on whims or impulses. Challenge of the Day: Write a poem or a short story mentioning the many different type of flowers that exist on our planet. |
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What a beautiful Saturday to write a poem or even a short story!
I hope you don't have a hangerover my fellow writers and had plenty of good food yesterday on the 4th of July. Today's Word of The Day: July 5th Specious [spe·cious] adj. 1. Having the ring of truth or plausibility but actually fallacious: a specious argument. 2. Deceptively attractive. Challenge of the Day: Write a poem or a short story on hangovers. |
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~ Spirits in the Soul ~
She awakened with a throbbing mind her mannerisms unrefined she felt as though she'd been maligned by the loutish ills of all mankind Their specious speech and two-faced ways persevered for days and days and though she drank sweet cabernets she couldn't numb their vain clichés They chattered on with morbid tongues hot air releasing from their lungs step-by-step they climbed the rungs that drove her brain insane Recovery twelve steps away each step a step of disarray will she make it out okay from her alcoholic tomb? ~~~ Abra (07/05/08) |
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The Bird in the Cookie Jar
(A true event in the life of Jeanniebean. July 4th, 2008) Piper, a female calico cat being the deadly hunter she was born to be, had often brought home prey, sometimes even larger than herself, and left it on my bedroom carpet. I suppose she felt obligated to feed the entire family. She brings down birds mostly. On days where birds are slim pickings, she brings in large butterflies or moths and sometimes a loud 7-year locus who proceeds to make its loud uncanny noises inside the house. Everyday its something. Yesterday I discovered an almost grown sparrow who was just about to fly (but not quite) and I saved it from her grasp, only then wondering what to do with the little thing. I brought it into my kitchen and spoon fed it some water which it swallowed. It would not take any hamburger. I don't even know if sparrows eat meat at that age. I had other things to do so I put it down inside the cookie jar with a paper towel as it seemed to be looking for a dark place to hide. I put the lid on the cookie jar, leaving a small crack for air to breathe and I left to do my daily chores. The day got very busy and it wasn't until later that night I remembered the bird in the cookie jar. I went to check on it. The lid on the cookie jar was off and the bird was missing. It was a heavy lid and a tiny bird so I am relatively certain he did not escape on his own. Yet I did not see any feathers or half eaten bird parts lying about like I would normally have seen after a kill by Piper. I did not find the bird. Piper snooped around the kitchen acting pretty innocent. She probably heard it chirp and went to investigate, knocking off the lid, and finding a treat in the jar, enjoyed an afternoon snack. That is my guess. She may have taken it in the other room or outside to finish eating it. Its a cruel world. ![]() JB |
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~ Spirits in the Soul ~ She awakened with a throbbing mind her mannerisms unrefined she felt as though she'd been maligned by the loutish ills of all mankind Their specious speech and two-faced ways persevered for days and days and though she drank sweet cabernets she couldn't numb their vain clichés They chattered on with morbid tongues hot air releasing from their lungs step-by-step they climbed the rungs that drove her brain insane Recovery twelve steps away each step a step of disarray will she make it out okay from her alcoholic tomb? ~~~ Abra (07/05/08) Brilliant writing! I thought this challenge would be a hard one to write and yet again I have been proven wrong. lol |
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The Bird in the Cookie Jar (A true event in the life of Jeanniebean. July 4th, 2008) Piper, a female calico cat being the deadly hunter she was born to be, had often brought home prey, sometimes even larger than herself, and left it on my bedroom carpet. I suppose she felt obligated to feed the entire family. She brings down birds mostly. On days where birds are slim pickings, she brings in large butterflies or moths and sometimes a loud 7-year locus who proceeds to make its loud uncanny noises inside the house. Everyday its something. Yesterday I discovered an almost grown sparrow who was just about to fly (but not quite) and I saved it from her grasp, only then wondering what to do with the little thing. I brought it into my kitchen and spoon fed it some water which it swallowed. It would not take any hamburger. I don't even know if sparrows eat meat at that age. I had other things to do so I put it down inside the cookie jar with a paper towel as it seemed to be looking for a dark place to hide. I put the lid on the cookie jar, leaving a small crack for air to breathe and I left to do my daily chores. The day got very busy and it wasn't until later that night I remembered the bird in the cookie jar. I went to check on it. The lid on the cookie jar was off and the bird was missing. It was a heavy lid and a tiny bird so I am relatively certain he did not escape on his own. Yet I did not see any feathers or half eaten bird parts lying about like I would normally have seen after a kill by Piper. I did not find the bird. Piper snooped around the kitchen acting pretty innocent. She probably heard it chirp and went to investigate, knocking off the lid, and finding a treat in the jar, enjoyed an afternoon snack. That is my guess. She may have taken it in the other room or outside to finish eating it. Its a cruel world. ![]() JB Hi Jeannie ![]() I was reading it with a big smile and suddenly it perhaps ends in the tummy of the cat. lol It is a great world for the cat! I am sure of that. lol Thank you for sharing this. ![]() |
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Hello to all of the brilliant poets and writers. I hope you are having a great Sunday!
Today's Word of The Day: July 6th Dogmatic [dog·mat·ic] adj. 1. Expressing rigid opinions; Prone to expressing strongly held beliefs and opinions. 2. Asserting opinions in a doctrinaire or arrogant manner; opinionated. Challenge of the Day: Write a poem or short story of why your mother was so important to you. |
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i dont know but i think iivoon
mission accomplished ![]() actually typed something other than this^^ beauty and suffering were synonymous to her but i already posted that ages ago ![]() and that too |
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i dont know but i think iivoon mission accomplished ![]() actually typed something other than this and that too |
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I am a published writer also. I find most of my best work comes early in the day. I also cannot write if the mood is not right or the subject matter is fuzzy to me at any level. I am currently working on a novel but it has really been a struggle for me. All of my published work has been on current events or social ills. I have not written fiction yet. Your pointers in the OP were very helpful to me so thanks.
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Hello to all of the brilliant poets and writers. I hope you are having a great Sunday! Today's Word of The Day: July 6th Dogmatic [dog·mat·ic] adj. 1. Expressing rigid opinions; Prone to expressing strongly held beliefs and opinions. 2. Asserting opinions in a doctrinaire or arrogant manner; opinionated. Challenge of the Day: Write a poem or short story of why your mother was so important to you. An Ode to my Mum She was born in 46 Her Eyes were Hazel Her hair curly a Brilliant brown Strick as could be A sailors Mouth ohhhhhh the words she could fling Yet she was my Everything. At age 43 Cancer came a callin Doctors told us there is nothing more they could do So Mum stood up and said she knew just what to do Underneath the Willow we sat and cried out loud Shared our hearts and worries thru the morning sunrise A women of strength her only worries were her Kids Ryan my brother was just 10 Mum called me DeeDee She made me promise to live my life Filled with passion and peace and find the one who knows my Soul I miss this fine lady more as the years pass me by Mum was my strength My Rock within the tide Mum and I know chat within the night So off I go to ponder some thoughts Mum you see meets me Under the Willow… Mum my Love I miss you so,, Give Dad my love Kiss’s too,, Share a big hug with Sheryl won’t you Mum Please tell Mark I love him so….. ![]() |
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Hello to all of the brilliant poets and writers. I hope you are having a great Sunday! Today's Word of The Day: July 6th Dogmatic [dog·mat·ic] adj. 1. Expressing rigid opinions; Prone to expressing strongly held beliefs and opinions. 2. Asserting opinions in a doctrinaire or arrogant manner; opinionated. Challenge of the Day: Write a poem or short story of why your mother was so important to you. Dogmatic Mom is the epitome of dogmatic Difference of opinion is a war Proving who is right is basic Facing her, you best know who you are She gave me strength unrelenting It was either that or wilt and die With her there is no bluffing Know, speak and look her in the eye |
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The best word that would describe my mother is:
MOTHER Because that is her nature. She nurtures, she loves, she defends her children. She could never swim and was always terrified of water. But if one of her children were drowning, she would jump into water over her head to attempt to save them and she would give her life in the process. That's my mother. JB |
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I am a published writer also. I find most of my best work comes early in the day. I also cannot write if the mood is not right or the subject matter is fuzzy to me at any level. I am currently working on a novel but it has really been a struggle for me. All of my published work has been on current events or social ills. I have not written fiction yet. Your pointers in the OP were very helpful to me so thanks. Hello and thank you for sharing your thoughts. If you would like to share some of your work then don't hesitate to post it any here. Keep checking up in here for me as there will probably be alot of great information shared in here on a occassional bases. |
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The best word that would describe my mother is: MOTHER Because that is her nature. She nurtures, she loves, she defends her children. She could never swim and was always terrified of water. But if one of her children were drowning, she would jump into water over her head to attempt to save them and she would give her life in the process. That's my mother. ![]() JB A great mother you have! |
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Hello to all of the brilliant poets and writers. I hope you are having a great Sunday! Today's Word of The Day: July 6th Dogmatic [dog·mat·ic] adj. 1. Expressing rigid opinions; Prone to expressing strongly held beliefs and opinions. 2. Asserting opinions in a doctrinaire or arrogant manner; opinionated. Challenge of the Day: Write a poem or short story of why your mother was so important to you. Dogmatic Mom is the epitome of dogmatic Difference of opinion is a war Proving who is right is basic Facing her, you best know who you are She gave me strength unrelenting It was either that or wilt and die With her there is no bluffing Know, speak and look her in the eye Wow you used dogmatic with the challenge of the day. Very clever. I must say it wasn't required, but you made it all the more interesting. Thankyou! |
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It is a wonderful day for writing. Please take the time and write at least one page on something! Start a project. If you are working on a project, please share it with us.
Today's Word of The Day: July 7th Auspicious [aus·pi·cious] adj. Marked by success; prosperous. Suggesting a positive and successful future: "an auspicious time to purchase the stock." Challenge of the Day: Write a poem or s short story about the experience of going to work. |
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sht no really fck itsback to work
i was mommys favorite politician too |
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"The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say.”
The quote is by Anais Nin who is a French born American Author of novels and short stories. (1903 -1977) |
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