Why do I always do this to myself? (what you ask?) Why when I'm just passingly interested in something do I go and research the topic to death? I find I do this with everything.
Take for example my recent post about the Regency romance story. Since the idea has come to me, I've spent a lot of time reading about nineteenth-century England. Lots of history articles about everything from gardening, fashion, architecture, manners, and of course romance. Its sick. I need to stop. Although, it is cool to now know all this stuff.
I think that's what I did to Of Religion and even Atlantis. I spent so much time researching Ancient and Classical cultures and their religions that I stopped writing in OR and kept reading. I really want to finish that story. I even really want to finish writing in Atlantis but I keep getting caught in literature. Hmm.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Chilled...
When I look at my dog and see him spreading his legs, I hear..."Chilled Balls..." Damn you, Claire! Lol. Once again, I'm not going to go into my dog's perverse nature, although, it does deserve attention (^^). Anyway, I've had this floating in my head and what better way to get it out than to force others to think about it too. I'm prone to writing Sci-Fi / Fantasy, yet, I have this romantic (of a sort) story constantly playing itself out.
The Setting: Regency England (how original). Late Fall (in the hopes that most of the story plays out in Winter).
Characters: The Heroine (for she is always the main focus) is from a respectfully wealthy family. Despises the wasteful and basic ineptness of her cousins. Despairs of ever finding a like-minded companion. The Hero is from a well titled family recently down on their luck. Most of the family has moved to the Americas. He has been left with the task of giving a "proper British" education to his nephews and one niece (although he, not being an educator, has no ideas what that even means and argued that point repeatedly).
Story: The Hero decides to consult various intellectual journals because he thinks the authors must know something. He is particularly interested in the writings of one scholar (guess who). He starts up a correspondence and eventually asks for input on educating children. The Heroine is a bit baffled, but immensely bored at home and not wanting to spend her time constantly discussing gardening and fashions, she throws herself into creating a curriculum for these children.
And that's all I have. Where's the conflict? And seriously...as I typed this out I kept laughing at myself. Horribleness.
The Setting: Regency England (how original). Late Fall (in the hopes that most of the story plays out in Winter).
Characters: The Heroine (for she is always the main focus) is from a respectfully wealthy family. Despises the wasteful and basic ineptness of her cousins. Despairs of ever finding a like-minded companion. The Hero is from a well titled family recently down on their luck. Most of the family has moved to the Americas. He has been left with the task of giving a "proper British" education to his nephews and one niece (although he, not being an educator, has no ideas what that even means and argued that point repeatedly).
Story: The Hero decides to consult various intellectual journals because he thinks the authors must know something. He is particularly interested in the writings of one scholar (guess who). He starts up a correspondence and eventually asks for input on educating children. The Heroine is a bit baffled, but immensely bored at home and not wanting to spend her time constantly discussing gardening and fashions, she throws herself into creating a curriculum for these children.
And that's all I have. Where's the conflict? And seriously...as I typed this out I kept laughing at myself. Horribleness.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Writing Blues
I find myself always wanting to write but the instant I either pick up my pen or open a Word document, my mind goes blank. Not cool. I really want to write in Of Religion but I think I need to rework it and well rewrite some scenes. I've been writing in the prequel but still...I feel a blankness. I used to know where it was going but now not so sure. What happened to my creative juices? I used to be able to write chapters in one day now one sentence needs to be dragged out. I miss writing.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Why does my dog like to lie on his penis?
No...seriously. He is always lying down that way. Doesn't it hurt? Lol. No this is not a blog discussing my puppy's genitals, although I will probably talk about him a lot. But hey, didn't I grab your attention? ^___^
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