Sometimes, in life, we become so focused on the day-to-day challenges that we wiz right past finish lines without even realizing it. Each lifetime goal has mile markers that we roll through until we reach the end. But by the time we get there, we're on to the next goal and, sometimes, reaching our original end point feels more like mile marker than an mountain we've scaled. Writing a book is a lot like that.
I always start out with a character. Who is this person? What are they looking for? How did they get into the position she or he is currently in? When I get a good sense of my character, I start thinking about their other half. Which can be hard because it has to be honest. I've liked all my characters, but I haven't loved them. There are heroes and heroines I've written who never would've worked for me. Sure, I would've been friends with all of them.... Maybe not Isaac. His world and his position in it kind of scares me. But he's the kind of guy you could call at midnight and he'd be there to help out. So, yes, I've liked them all. But I wouldn't have been able to find my happily ever after with all of them. And that's okay. I don't write my story. I write theirs.
Then comes the story. What are they looking for in life? What do they need to find in order to grow and become the best person they can be? Sometimes this is solving the entire problems of a universe and other times it's moving on from a death of a loved one. Neither story or conflict is more important. They are the problems we deal with. Some problems may feel larger when you're looking at them from afar, but when your love has died there isn't any problem that is bigger to you. That person was your life. Saying goodbye is as devastating as finding out your entire government is corrupt and taking that corruption on.
When the story is done, it's a milestone but it's not the end. Then comes submission, contracts, edits, and more edits. And, by the time the story is being released, I'm on to the next story. Release days are always a celebration but I don't think I pause long enough to really appreciate when they come. And it's not just writing. Life tends to be the same. We don't celebrate our finish lines enough. We're too busy looking ahead to the next finish line to really appreciate what's happened.
As soon as we graduate high school we're looking forward to that job or to college. When we get married we're looking toward the honeymoon or toward all the paperwork that needs to be filled out. When I had my children, all I could think about was how I could possibly keep them alive for the next eighteen years and all the things that we were going to have to get through together.
Yes, each finish line is the start line to some new adventure. I'm not saying we should stop. We'd never get anywhere if we did. But I do think we should take a moment and really look at everything we've set our minds to and how far we've come from time to time. Just like the hero or heroines, I think we'd all be amazed at how many challenging finish lines we've crossed without even really realizing it. They don't all have to be world changing. Some mornings, just getting out of bed should be celebrated.
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Monday, January 26, 2015
Crafty, Crafty, I'm Sooooo not crafty.....
So, I've heard many times that having a hobby or something crafty to do with your hands is a great stress reliever. Now, I'm the first to admit the concept sounds soooo fun! I mean who wouldn't want to be able to delve into a ball of yarn and come up with something a human could actually use.
If it helps de-stress me, I'm all in. Put me in, Coach. Let's go!
The problem?
I suck with anything crafty. If it's found in a Hobby Lobby, there's a high likelihood that a) I suck at doing it and b) humanity is better of if I don't even try.
But I'm still determined. There must be something out there even I, the everly constant incompetent one with all things craft could do.
So I figured maybe someone could recommend something. That said, there's something you should probably know about moi before offering a suggestion.
I was banned from sharp objects in college. Yeah. It was ugly. I was an overnight cashier at an HEB. One of our requirements was to take a box cutter, whack off the top of the box of plastic boxes, shove it under the register and repeat until the 2 or 3 cases of them were gone. Lather, rinse, repeat. Yeah. So not adept at the whacking thing. Apparently my brain sees something sharp and immediately thing go really, really wrong. Quick. It took one night. One night to get the grocery manager, assistant grocery manager and unit manager to all agree I had zero business with a box cutter. It was taken from me in a ceremony of shame and solemn disbelief filled with copious looks I read easily. I can't believe she's that incompetent with a box cutter.
So barring anything sharp like needles and those whos it whatsits used in knitting, anyone have any crafty ideas for me to explore? I'll try anything once or twice.
Have a marvelous day everyone. :) Under A Wolf Moon is now available for pre-order! AND...it's on sale for a limited time at $0.99!!!! Yay! I was thrilled to be a part of this wonderful paranormal wolf shifter anthology. My story in it, Hell's Playground, is the first in a new series titled The Rending.
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