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Filling in the Blanks

post filling in the blanksRecently, I found a post on Pinterest that I found very interesting. The post goes to say that writing dialogue first makes the scene easier and longer . The author goes to say that this method worked for him/her when he/she wanted to get some work done. Overall, I think that’s some decent advice.

Personally, it hasn’t been something I’ve tried consciously. I’ve done something similar where I write the basic lines of a scene and dialogue and then go back to fill in the blanks. My method made  me feel like I was too lazy to write everything out completely but seeing this post changes that.

Like many, I’ve always tried to put my best work on the page even if that means rewriting the same sentence a few hundred times. It doesn’t help that I know that that’s not how it works but I find myself doing it anyway. I’ve been trying to work on that, and while there has been progress, there are times when I tend to slip.

I (probably) won’t be using this method consciously right off the bat but I’m not going to write if off. It kind of feels like writing an outline more than anything else but that’s just how I feel. In part I believe because I’ve always associated going back and adding things to a manuscript as rewriting or even editing, I can’t immediately jump to using this method.

Overall, I’m always on the look out for advice and tips that will help me become a better writer. I always strive to grow my skills and abilities. Plus, it’s not like I’m opposed to trying new things. If the chance presents itself, I might just end up writing the dialogue first and the filling in the blanks later.

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One Track Mind

It has come to my attention that I’m terrible at keeping a schedule. It’s been a bit hectic lately. I’ve been more focused on editing a certain story than writing blog posts and doing much of anything else. This will be the first time that I’ll say that I have a one track mind when I have the energy to work on a story.

However, I will say that I’ve gotten so much done over the last three days. I’ve edited a total of six chapters and it feels good to get things done. Here’s hoping that the momentum stays consistent. Mostly I think it has to do with the fact that I’m finding editing enjoyable again. Before, it felt a bit like a chore because I needed to get it done and I’d force myself to sit down and do it. Those times weren’t too productive and only got about ten pages done. To me, that wasn’t a lot because I knew I could do better.

Now, I feel like since I didn’t feel like I was always productive, I’m trying to make up for that ‘lost’ time. Whether that’s a good or bad thing, I haven’t decided yet. All I know is that I want to keep editing and rewriting.

Writing is very much about discovery and I’ve discovered a few things about myself these last few months. I’ve been asking myself if this is really what I want to do and honestly, I don’t see myself doing anything else. I would regret it if I stopped writing and stopped trying. So, I’ll keep writing because, even though I say I don’t like it and it’s frustrating, I don’t want to do anything else in my free time.

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Writing Prompt – Taste

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[You can find the link to the image here. I’m starting with Day 18.]

The floor tasted like dirt. The only reason why I knew it was a floor was because my face was cold and the tiles bit into my cheek. I spat out a few times but the grimy pebbles were still there.

It wasn’t like oh-let-me-try-some-dirt-because-I’m-five-years-old-and-I’m-curious- type of dirt. No. It was more like my-mouth-was-open-when-a-truck-load-of-dirt-suddenly-dropped-from-the-sky type of dirt. What was the difference? During one of those times you can’t even remember the experience. The one time well, it isn’t something you easily forget.

Groggily, I opened my eyes. What greeted me was a pair of wooden legs. I blinked a couple of times and realized I stared at the legs of a chair. Right. I was in the kitchen. There was no way I could forget the pale mustard color my mom liked to decorate with.

There was no strength in my body. Even lifting my head a few centimeters from the floor took every ounce of strength I didn’t have. Paper plates, red cups, and napkins were everywhere. A slow grin pull my lips. Graduation parties were no joke.

I couldn’t remember how many people had attended. Only a handful or two had been invited. Nothing special. Just something for my friends and I but so many people kept showing up. I hadn’t known the majority of them. Someone had spiked the punch. Weirdly enough, I don’t even remember drinking.

Somewhere in the distance, I heard the lock click. My eyes snapped open. It suddenly dawn to me that if the kitchen looked like this, the other rooms in the house probably looked the same or worse.

The door screeched open and stopped. I closed my eyes as dread settled on my shoulders. It’d been nice that my parents had agreed to a small party and promised to come home later than planned. Now, they were going to kill me. I wondered if the college would refund your money due to death.

 

 

 

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One Bullet Point at a Time

It’s week two of the new year and, so far, there’s good progress coming along towards my goals. I’ll admit that getting into a routine again is proving to be a little difficult but there is progress and that’s what really matters. For the most part, I’ve been trying to solidify concrete plans to accomplish said goals.

The way I’ve done this is by making a To-Do List of what I need to do. That might mean that I need to get through five pages of line-by-line edits or maybe go back through a story and check for consistencies. Certain stories have that have their own To-Do List. I’m only focusing on one story at a time.

Last year, I couldn’t focused on one initial goal and that caused a few issues for me. I felt all over the place with no much direction or how to get there. I’ve learned my lesson and I know how that indirection affected my work and goals. I’m trying to do better and hopefully, this method will help me get a bit more organized.

On a side note, my resume and cover letters have gone out to, hopefully, future jobs. All that is left is to play the waiting game. I’m a bit used to that but, at the same time,  it isn’t the greatest game. I wish results were given quickly as oppose to a later time but that’s how it is.

All I can do now is keep my fingers crossed and hope for the best.