As long as I’m in confessional mode, here’s another thing that makes first-drafting difficult for me: knowing where the story is going. This is something a lot of writers struggle with, especially new ones.
Here’s what I do: I outline as much as I can, with the knowledge that outlines are essentially acts of great and foolish optimism, road maps that will get rewritten along the way.
It’s Poetry month!
To move, to breathe, to fly, to float,
To gain all while you give,
To roam the roads of lands remote,
To travel is to live.
- Hans Christian Andersen, born today in 1805. (via nypl)
The blue was gathered in her hand, and she could feel it quiver, as if it had been given breath and was beginning to live.
from Gathering Blue
[He heard people singing. Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too.] But perhaps it was only an echo.
from The Giver
[She opened her hand and showed him the necklace. “Could you fix this? I have kept it all this long time. It was Ellen’s.” Her father took it from her and examined the broken clasp. “Yes,” he said. “I can fix it. When the Rosens come home, you can give it back to Ellen.”] “Until then,” Annemarie told him, “I will wear it myself.”
from Number the Stars
Then Jonas looked past Claire and saw Gabe approaching on the path.
On this week’s edition of Cool Stuff We Get In The Mail: Surprise-Inside Cakes by Amanda Rettke.
Because sometimes layer cakes are just too easy.
These are so cool-looking!!