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Allow me to introduce you...
Sunday, June 20, 2004I've not been blogging because I've been writing. Actually writing. Like I'm suppossed to be doing but keep putting off because everything else always seem so much more important. It feels good to be actually hand writing a story...I keep going back to writing my first drafts out by hand, because when I don't start out by hand things tend to bloat and scatter and pretty soon you have a print out an inch thick and the story's not even half way over. I think it's because, when I was 13 and realized that I wanted to be a writer, most specifically that I wanted to write fantasy like Barbara Hambly, my writing time was usually scheduled during...erm...math class. I used to borrow medieval history books out of the library and outline them because I loved the middle ages and wanted a solid base for them (funny, not one book I've written...or short story that I can think of...has ever really taken place in Medieval times.) and my whole desire to become a librarian was based off the fact my research materials would be handy, if I worked in a library. (That and I love books the way some people love scotch. Or cocaine. ) Anyway. During school days I wrote. I wrote during lunch, standing in lunch lines, study hall, when ever I could get away with it, i was scribbling in a notebook. So that's why, I think, I need to hand write, at least until I have things in order. I hate it in some ways, it feels like I'm wasting time, you know? Like if I could do my story right into the computer it would save a crucial step. But Ashton is obstinate. He wants to be written in ink. He thinks that real writers use ink. I tell him he's silly, which is why, perhaps, he won't tell me his first name. Ashton would also like to make sure I tell you that he was named Ashton well before I ever heard of Ashton Kutcher. I named him, in fact, for a London Gentleman's club that I'd read of in a book. Minerva, of course, is much more easy going. Minerva B. Corvae...she's not truly keen on her name, either, since her father (a scholar specializing in Greek myths) insisted on naming her something that can't be flatteringly shortened, and gave her a middle name (after his mother in law) that can't be used instead. (Beulah) So, those are the main charcaters in Palace of Bone...I've been reading what I wrote on the next book starring these two, Killing the Muses and trying to decide when certain steps in their lives, in their relationships, when in the planned three books I'll reveal certain secrets about Ashton, when i'll let them kiss, when I'll almost kill Minerva.... I ought to outline things, loosly, but I hate outlines. I'd rather let things work out for themselves. Permalink Cindy scribed this at 9:36 PM 0 comments |