Reggi’s
Tip on Writing
Have
you ever had your inner editor get in the way of your muse? I was with a group
of writers and several mentioned their inner editor, the left side of the
brain, was slowing their writing by too tightly monitoring what went on the
page, stopping the right side of the brain which controls imagination and
creativity and therefore interfering. I could relate to that. As a pantser I
know the beginning and the end of a new book, but creative ideas must flow page
to page to get from chapter one to the end of the book as I have no outline.
Being a panster works for me, but I depend on my muse. : )
I
looked up the definition and according to Wikipedia, muses, in Greek mythology,
are the goddesses of the inspiration of literature, science, and the arts. They
were considered the source of the knowledge embodied in the poetry,
song-lyrics… The current English usage refers to a person who inspires an
artist, writer, or musician. I call on my own inner muse to dig for creative
ideas.
Below
are a couple of exercises that I’ve found helpful to relax the inner editor and
hopefully awaken creativity. I like to start with five minutes of aerobics.
This can increase the flow of blood to the brain and relax the body. Then do
the writing exercises quickly before your inner editor can jump in. It’s fun if
you do it with a friend and read your sentences and paragraphs to each other.
The important thing is to have a good time and set your muse free.
Double
Dice exercise:
You
will need two sheets of paper and six sided dice. It helps if they are different
colors, but it is not necessary. Draw a line down the middle of one of the
pieces of paper. Number both sides of the paper, one through six. Put the other
sheet aside for later use.
On
the left side of the paper write six nouns numbering, 1-6. Pick words that have
a strong image. Do it quickly without over-thinking. On the right side write six
adjectives. Again choose dramatic words. The wilder the words, the more
creative your sentences. For a list of adjectives: http://www.enchantedlearning.com/wordlist/adjectives.shtml
Roll
the dice. You’ll have two numbers; use one number for the adjective and the
other for the noun. Using the pairs of words, write sentences on the sheet of
paper you have put aside.
There
is no right or wrong. Have fun with it. You might even find new adjectives you
haven’t used.
Random
word injection:
Pick
any book; it can be a text book or a romance. Without looking, flip to a random
page and put your finger on a word. Write it down. Repeat this action four or
five times. Now compose a paragraph using the words you’ve found. They must be
used in the order selected. The challenge lies in using the words in order, so
don’t move them around. Enjoy, it doesn’t have to a masterpiece. It’s just to
let your creative juices flow.
Apparently
the idea of a muse has been around for a very long time. So I looked for author’s
quotes concerning them.
Oh for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest
heaven of invention. William Shakespeare
There
is a muse, but he’s not going to come fluttering down into your writing room
and scatter creative fairy-dust all over your typewriter...Your job is to make
sure the muse knows where you’re going to be every day from nine ‘til noon or
seven ‘til three. If he does know, I assure you that sooner or later he’ll
start showing up, chomping his cigar and making his magic. Stephen King
The
muse is not an angelic voice that sits on your shoulder and sings sweetly. The
muse is the most annoying whine. The muse isn’t hard to find, just hard to
like- she follows you everywhere, tapping you on the shoulder, demanding that
you stop doing whatever else you might be doing and pay attention to her. Harlen
Coben
I’m
truly, 100% guided by the characters and my muse. If one of the characters
suddenly decided to do something very different, I’d just go with it. It’s much
easier to let the muse drive than for me to try to steer. Lori Foster
Critique
partners are great for running ideas by and sharing. Two writers from my
critique group gave me their favorite writer’s quotes:
Medieval Bestselling Author Anna Markland http://www.annamarkland.com/ likes the following:
Creative
thoughts are shy; let them come to you. Mary Jaksch
To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about,
but the inner music that words make. Truman Capote
Sylvie Grayson writes romantic suspense and fantasy/ science
fiction http://www.sylviegrayson.com
My motto for writing is to simply begin, and go from there. All
kinds of things happen in the meantime, they interfere, slow me down, and
sometimes stop me in my tracks. But then I catch my breath and begin again. Favorite
quote:
The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is
merely tenacity. Amelia Earhart.
Reggi’s
favorite quotes:
You
can’t wait for inspiration; you have to go after it with a stick. Jack London
Don’t
tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass. Anton
Chekhov
Just
write. You can’t edit a blank page. Anonymous
Ever wonder what happened to your high
school crush?
Why
is Amy Long attracted to the only man who can prevent her from achieving her
dream?
Amy
needs a fresh start. After years living in San Francisco and vowing never to
return home, she’s back in Sierra Creek to run her grandmother’s farm. Does she
belong in the small town?
Cowboy
Wyatt Cameron doesn’t think so. As half owner, he’s promised to sell the place
and send her packing.
What
can she offer to change his mind?
Will
sparks fly without breaking a heart?
Excerpt
from “Her Country Heart” A
Sierra Creek Novel Small Town Big Love
Chapter One
“Sierra Creek,” the driver shouted as the Greyhound
Bus came to an abrupt stop on the two lane highway.
Amy Long pushed her hair behind her ears and grabbed
her worn suitcase. Surprised to see her hand tremble, she seized the case with
both hands and rushed toward the front of the bus.
A gust of hot wind slapped her face and gravel
pelted her bare legs as the bus pulled away. Sierra Creek population five
thousand, she read a faded road sign.
There wasn’t a building in sight.
After years living in city, she’d forgotten how
sweltering and desolate it was here. She’d vowed never to return to her home
town. Odd it was the first place that came to mind when she and her small son
needed a fresh start.
With Granny gone, there was no family left to
welcome her. She swallowed a sob. Maybe it was a mistake to come back.
The relentless afternoon sun beat down and her
shoulders and arms began to redden. San Francisco, the air conditioned city,
seemed a million miles away.
She cleared her dry throat and wiped perspiration
from her forehead. What wouldn’t she give for some shade and a bottle of ice
water?
With a sigh, she pulled out her smart phone and
checked the time. Thirty minutes since she’d arrived at the bus stop and not a
single car had gone by. Where was the arranged ride into town?
Granny’s handyman promised to meet her. He obviously
wasn’t a stickler about being on time. She groaned and reminded herself she was
in the California foothills not in a busy metropolis where time was money.
The sound of a truck rumbled in the distance. With
the back of her hand, she wiped her bangs out of her eyes and squinted.
Hopeful, she watched the pick-up come closer. A shiny black Ford F150 with
extended cab pulled up in front of her.
“Hi. Amy?” A man yelled through the open window as
his dark hair fell casually over a high forehead and deep-set blue eyes
sparkled in the sunlight. She moved nearer and viewed his wide cheek bones,
clean shaved jaw and full lips. About
thirty?
A flutter of recognition stirred in her as palpable
charm radiated from his broad smile, Wyatt Cameron.
His muscular arms flexed as his huge hands squeezed
the steering wheel. “Don’t just stand there. Get in. People are waiting.”
Surprised by his gruffness, she stepped back.
“I heard you need a ride into town,” he said quietly
as if he understood her reaction. “It’s me, Wyatt.”
“Hi, it’s nice to see you again.” Even now her
cheeks burned with the memory of him, her high school crush. She tightened the
grip on the suitcase. As she stared her heartbeat increased and her breathing
quickened. “Granny’s handyman is going to give me a ride.”
“You could say that’s me. Toss your suitcase in the
back and get in the truck.”His expressive eyes flashed as he stared at her.
She shook the pebbles from her flip flops and picked
up her suitcase. Filled with everything she and her son might need, she grunted
and struggled to lift the enormous bag high enough to push it into the raised truck
bed.
He hopped out of the cab and brushed by her. With a
sharp intake of breath, she took in his fresh just-out–of–the-shower scent.
Effortlessly, he tossed the bag into the truck.
“Get in.”
She quickly hauled herself into the vehicle and
slammed the door. “Nice pick-up. Beautiful upholstery,” she said trying for
casual conversation. She ran her trembling hand over the black and white
leather seat.
“It’s custom. Had it done in Sacramento by a guy who
specializes it tuck and roll car seats.”
“Really nice.”
Pretty
fancy truck for handyman. The job
must pay better than she’d thought. For some reason she’d believed Granny’s
handyman would be an old retired guy gnarled from too much sun and hard work,
not the hunk sitting next to her.
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Thanks Reggi, for dropping by and
sharing that great writing tip.
Don’t forget to check back next week
for another author’s tip or tweak.
This is a fantastic post Reggi, I'm so inspired. The quotes are varied yet still relay the same message, don't quit!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing,
Jacquie Biggar
Hi Jacquie thanks! I look at the quotes when I need motivation. : )
DeleteGlad you could stop by.
I loved the post, Reggi. Dice! I'm going to try that. Best luck with Her Country Heart. Sounds like a cute story.
ReplyDeleteHi Rose,
DeleteThanks so much! The dice are fun. : )
Just wonderful. Now to absorb the information and write my latest. Thanks a bunch and best of success with your new book.
ReplyDeleteHi Charmaine,
DeleteSo pleased you liked it! Good luck with your latest and thanks for the kind words.
Great info! Enjoyed this article. Now I know all about muses. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteHi Vivian,
ReplyDeleteThanks for coming by and leaving a comment!
As you can see the trick is to get the muse working for you. : )
Great Tips. I'll have to give it a try! Like you I'm a panster and I love letting my muse take over but sometimes they are so uncooperative.
ReplyDeleteHi Melissa,
DeleteIf only I could get my muse to cooperate, guess the trick is to get it on my schedule. : )
Thanks for stopping by!
I love these tips, especially the dice idea. I'll need to try that then next time I'm stuck in a scene. Thanks so much!
ReplyDeleteHi Stanalei,
DeleteThe dice are are great fun. : ) Thanks for saying hello!
Being a plotter, I just recently discovered the joy of writing without an outline. And love it. It certainly does release your creative juices. Great exercise, will try it, Reggi. And a very sexy excerpt.
ReplyDeleteHi Shereen,
ReplyDeleteYes, it’s liberating to be outline free. : )
So nice of you to stop by!