My family has taught me how to fight for the right to create, how to make it the most important thing in your day and your life.
They have shown me that there is no direct route and how to forge my own.
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Tag: MFRW Author Challenge
Playing Along to the Great British Baking Show
Instead, I thought I’d write about inspiration in the kitchen and in the office.
And to do that, I need to talk about the Great British Baking Show.
The Writer’s Wardrobe
The writer aesthetic is cozy. It is sleepy and comfy, it is intentionally messy buns and no makeup and stretchy jeans. It is the uniform of the rainy-day, tea-drinking, muse-chasing writer, and it is my favorite.
Be a Storyteller
I have been given a lot of advice.
And while a great deal of it has been good (and, naturally, a great deal has been truly terrible as well,) nothing has yet come to claim the crown as these simple words from my grandfather.
What’s the Point (of View)?
Let’s delve a little into point of view choice between first, second and third, and see what influencers, challenges, and story elements will help us make our decisions about which to use.
Keep ‘Em Laughing
That’s how much family communicates. We talk in punchlines, puns and Marx Brothers quotes. Banter and witty repartee is the local dialect, combined with the ever-ubiquitous off-color joke or two and references to childhood stories that may or may not be true.
Don’t You Know, Write What You Know
If you follow write what you know literally, you are going to severely limit yourself as a writer.
A Writer? Anything But.
There was never a time in my life I wasn’t making up mad tales and then eventually putting them to paper, where my love for the idea turned into a love for the words themselves and then the craft and then combination of all three.
What would I be if I wasn’t a writer?
I have no idea.
Why I Don’t Make Resolutions
The truth is, I don’t need some special date or day to set goals or plans for myself.
Love (Or Maybe Just Hero Worship)
I had a lot of first loves. When I was a little kid, I fell in love with Simba from the Lion King and then Aladdin. I had crushes on the boys in my kindergarten class that changed from week to week, crushes on the boys in first grade, second grade and third grade.
Is it any wonder I became a romance novelist?
