NaNo Adventures…

Please help me.

If anyone can read this message, I am being held hostage by two men named Brent and Bradey.

They refuse to let me go until they make me sit and listen to this story that has a working title of Twin Trinity – they won’t let me sleep… they keep jabbering away in my ear, and at 3:00 last night, they threatened me that if I didn’t start writing right away, terrible things were going to happen.

I have fallen in love with this book – and I have fallen in love with both the lead characters. When this one is put to bed, I’m going to mourn the loss of Bradey and Brent. In the meantime, it’s a damned shame you can’t make love to a book.

I mean, well, I guess you could, but the paper cuts would probably hurt a bit.

To be a good writer, I think you do have to feel your characters like this – THAT is what makes good writing, when the writer truly feels it, when the story grabs the writer and takes off on its own.

Perhaps that’s why I could never writer horror.

I would literally scare myself to death.

I remember one night, I was writing in one of my manuscripts, a book with the working title The Missing File, and there was this stalking incident in the book, and the more I wrote, the more paranoid I became. I had to get up and check the front and back doors to make sure they were locked. Every sound made me jump, and I ended up with this weird, panicky feeling – sitting on the couch, rocking back and forth.

Of course, it didn’t help any that about 10 minutes after I sat on the couch, the electricity went off in the house.

I flipped. I wouldn’t even go outside to see if it was the breaker box, because, what if someone was out there and had flipped the breakers on purpose, just to get me to come outside alone?

I’m telling you – I was totally tripping that night.

Ended up being a neighborhood outtage – a big chunk of the city was without power that night, but I was still freaking out.

I love writing.

I love getting lost in the story, feeling the characters breathing down my neck, feeling their pain, writing it, creating it, and then making it all better. I love choosing who lives and who dies. I love deciding if someone is going to fall in love or if they are going to have their heart broken.

Not only that, but I decide what they wear, how they look, what they eat for breakfast, and I even can decide when they go to the bathroom.

Maybe it’s a bit of a goddess complex I have, to literally, or maybe literarily, control an entire life – world – universe… and I CREATE FATE!

Perhaps it’s because so much of my own life I have been out of control – things I couldn’t change but wanted to, happy endings that eluded me, broken hearts that didn’t heal, dreams unfulfilled…. and my writing, my writing let me change all that. I could, through my writing, right what was wrong, fix what was broken, and exact justice and sometimes even revenge on those who had misunderstood and abused me, used me, hurt me.

And now – living a dream, seeing dreams fulfilled, heart mended, happy, content, peaceful, and sharing all that with some amazing people in my life, I have come full circle – I have experienced to the fullest both ends of the spectrum, and not only am I better person for having experienced it all – I am a better writer.

I’ve been asked by some if I believe that a 17, 19, 20, 24 (insert young age here) year old can writer a best selling novel.

Sure, I believe it.

But I also believe that if you follow that writer through 10 years of life, 20 years of living – you will see that writing grow and mature, become better, deeper, and more real and realistic.

Life = good writing – Period.

I guess I’d better run now – Brent is standing over my shoulder whispering in my ear, and Bradey is dancing in front of me saying, “Write it, write it…”

I’m compelled to listen… I compelled to oblige.

33,000 words and counting.

Love and stuff,

Quotes for Writing – All My NaNo Adventure Friends Enjoy! There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.” –Walter Wellesley Smith

“Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.” –E.L. Doctorow
“Writing became such a process of discovery that I couldn’t wait to get to work in the morning: I wanted to know what I was going to say.” –Sharon O’Brien

“Easy reading is damn hard writing.” –Nathaniel Hawthorne

“If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad.” –Lord Byron

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