tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56390743082140443292011-08-01T18:11:09.836-07:00Briony Tilneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13508862572879165933noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5639074308214044329.post-43623611112380532982010-05-01T08:32:00.000-07:002010-05-01T11:43:17.459-07:00

Disclaimer: I'm kind of a know-it-all douche. I also don't actually know everything. You've been warned.A little Barry White, a little candelight, maybe some rose petals . . . .Or maybe not.Getting the mood right for any novel is difficult, especially if you've never been to the place your characters insist they live in. There are ways around it, of course. Never been to London? Google Street Map

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I don't care who you are - when you find someone who fits the picture you have for even one of your characters, it's exciting. I know a lot of people will say they hate using actors/famous faces for the voices in their head, but I love it. Love love love it like I love my frosted mini wheats (and I do love my frosted mini wheats).Maybe I'm in the minority, but a good majority of my story ideas

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I've never understood the idea that, when you begin your novel, you should have a solid idea of where you're headed. As a pantser (flying by the seat of your pants, i.e. without an outline), the first thing that comes to me is the opening scene and as I'm writing it, the rest of the novel begins to form itself in my head. Characters start yammering on, lands start to shape themselves, conflicts

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The dreaded backstory (!) that slipped its way into the second WIP:-------------To be honest, Jamie really had no idea where he was going or what he'd do when he got there. Wherever it was. When he left his tiny place in Montclair, he'd barely packed enough clothes for more than a week and now, nearing his fourth day out of California, he had a bad feeling he'd be spending most of his money on

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"You feelin alright, Hannah?" a voice called from behind her and she shut her eyes, taking a deep breath before turning around. Joseph stood at the counter, a bag of flour in one hand. "You look a little . . . white." "Just the weather, I think," Hannah answered, making her way towards the counter again. "Where'd that come from? I thought we were all out.""Taylor came back with it. Said he bought

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It's strange the way things look after you've let them alone for awhile. No, I'm not talking about Mercy Mines - that baby is still sitting quietly on my shelf for a bit. I'm talking about those story ideas you started to play with a long time ago, but wound up trunking because it wasn't working out.That's what Mercy Mines was originally, funny enough. An idea I'd played with, but had yet to

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. . . you feel like shit and give up!Okay, so I'm not being completely honest, but it certainly feels that way.I like the idea that writing isn't dissimilar to a relationship. You start out flirting; stolen glances, little remarks, but nothing really serious. Then comes the moment when you jump in and suddenly there's this new, wonderful person and you're so infatuated with them. Everything is

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Mah writing notebook - let me show you it.This is the fun part of Mercy Mines. I bought this snazzy little notebook for $35 from Barnes & Noble about a year ago. Technically, it's more of a sketch book as it doesn't have any lines, but lines are for pussies, man, for pussies. It has become my Mercy Mines writing book, full of notes, bios, short stories, images and sketches (albeit mediocre

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Writing without listening to your inner editor is difficult to do when you're only used to putting it on mute 30 days out of the year.One of my biggest problems when writing is trying to, not only shut up that inner editor that keeps telling me the beginning of the paragraph is weak or that Miss Hannah Barstow is far more educated and more Yankee than Southern, but to keep myself in love with the

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8k. This is cause for celebration! I'm far too excited for this. Haha.My job has provided me with the perfect opportunity to write for at least five hours a day. Granted, having only written an average of 2k a day since Tuesday, I'm certainly not utilicising my 80-100wpm talent ("Watch it, girl you'll burn up that keyboard" oh, haha very funny), but STILL. This is massive.I also received a gift

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After ages of mucking about, hoping inspiration would finally hit, success! I started a new project on Tuesday after a healthy dose of Western movies (modern, as I'm not a particularly big fan of spaghetti westerns. Shane, come back! Shaaayyyyne!) and, yes, "Deadwood," I managed to pump out 2k on Tuesday, 1k yesterday, and a whole 3k today. I'm aiming for another 2k before bed.I'm a bit of a

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