I want to let everyone know where I am with the second Robin Randle story. I struggled to get to the finish-line on this novel. Lots of reasons. I knew what had to happen in the end but I didn’t understand the how of how things got there. It took me awhile to sort that […]
So where do ideas come from? I don’t think that is the question. Ideas are everywhere. All you have to do is get out of your home, get off your phone and look at what’s going on around you. Keep a notebook with you and write things down. I find there are way more ideas than time to develop them. What I wonder about is all the stuff that comes after the idea. Suddenly you are writing about people that never existed that you sometimes put in real places and sometimes made up places. The book I’m writing now takes place on Block Island. As I write I need to step inside the world I’m creating. I have to feel the air, smell the air, touch the world my characters are living in. That means reading about the place, gathering facts, maps, histories and anything else that might matter. I make a lot of notes, flag pages in books and basically devote a shelf in the library to all the topics involved in the story I’m writing.
I’m working with PR folks getting a PR blitz ready for my latest novel. I find I have rewritten the pitch copy about a million times now and think I’m slowly descending into insanity. Every time I change it I have to go to all these places on websites, Facebook etc to update the copy. LIFE. Use to be so much simpler. Just FYI as of 9AM of March 27th here is the copy. Let me know if you like it. Is it getting better?
I’VE got a few things I need to get off my chest so I can throw paper-work away, close the emotional book and generally clear my mind a bit. Nothing major or earth shattering just life,maybe that is earth shattering. We take life for granted and think our day to day problems are something major most of the time. At least until a devastating EF4 tornado plows through eastern Alabama last Sunday (March 3rd, 2019). A mile wide tornado that kills at least twenty-three people is a major earth shattering event. Gives one the perspective he needs.
I had to make a hard choice. I was about 10,000 words in on part two of the book I’m writing called Legends of the End. Things had run off the rails. I stopped and read it all and found I was writing in circles. Very disturbing when you think you know where things are going. I realized that what I hadn’t done was account for the changes I’d made to end of part one. I mean who would have thought, right?