The World According to ChickLitGurrl™

Where the WORD is IT :: Editorial/Writing Assistance offered by author, editor, educator Shōn Bacon

What Inspires YOU to Write? December 17, 2008

Come check me out at BLOGGING IN BLACK [LINK] today for my short reflection piece, WHAT INSPIRES YOU TO WRITE?

Recently, I was interviewed by my publisher, Lady Leo Publishing, and in the interview, I was asked, “Who/what inspired you to write?” My response was three-fold – life inspires me to write; what I fear inspires me to write; what I don’t know inspires me to write.

@ BiB today, I go into a bit of detail as I talk about each of these three inspirations.

To read my piece, head to Blogging in Black [http://www.blogginginblack.com] and LEAVE YOUR OWN THOUGHTS!

 

EMPTY SWINGS is DONE! August 1, 2008

Filed under: chicklitgurrl,life,the writing life — Shon @ 7:38 pm
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I am so unbelievably stoked right now. I just wrote the final words to EMPTY SWINGS. I’m sad and happy.

Madison, my main character, has been with me since 2003/2004.  She starred in a short story at the time – a short story that would give me my second best fiction workshop.

I had thought about her – off and on – since then, and when I decided to write a Christian novel, her story came back to me, and I decided she deserved more room to grow.

And that she did.

She grew into a friend and a story that I’m pretty proud to have written.

I loved her, the little town of Whispering Pines with its Soap Opera Washateria and colorful characters.

Something tells me that though this is the end of Madison’s story, I’m not done with Whispering Pines and its assorted characters.

Off to do a happy happy joy joy dance and smile a little bit, 🙂

 

NEW WRITING UPDATE July 24, 2008

BEYOND GIDDY, and I can’t wait until the day when writing becomes my full-time profession. These last two weeks have been KICK ASS for me. Since I’ve created my calendar and have adhered to it, I have kept myself actually almost a week ahead of schedule. Today, here it is, a little before seven, and I’ve done my writing for today – 3,000 words. I have two more chapters to write of EMPTY SWINGS! My goal was to have it done by NEXT Saturday….yeah, It’ll be done by MONDAY for sure. 🙂

Then it’s on to working on the synopsis (thank God I wrote an outline so that can help there) and put together my query letter (which I’ve been making notes on), and revise the first three chapters…then the novel before I put it out there.

Something tells me this is one of the novel – it’ll be one that somebody will finally say, This is good, and I want to publish it. Not to knock my other stuff because I LOVE everything I’ve written, and in regards to literature, many of those pieces are much stronger, but this one…*nodding*…it’s writing itself…scratch that, God’s writing it, and He don’t make no junk! LOL

 

Join Me @ BlogginginBlack.com Today! July 17, 2008

Over @ Blogging in Black, where I have a monthly column, I share my ROMANCE with writing. Please take the time to head there, read it, and leave comments about your own love affair with the WORD and with writing!

Here’s the (link)!

 

Storytelling: Genesis July 13, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — Shon @ 6:29 pm
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In the beginning, there was an image,
and it was good.

On day one, the image stirred you,
wrestled with your psyche, and evoked
emotions that had lain dormant. You
carried that image, like a baby
pic in a wallet, pulling it out to show
others as you smiled – the proud parent.

On day two, like a journalist, questions
flowed from your mind –
who this image,
what this image,
when this image,
where this image,
how this image,
why this image,
until whole humans formed in your mind,
their eyes vibrant blue or brooding brown,
their limbs movable,
their minds full of angst and yearning,
just the things good stories
are made of.

On day three, you retrieve the image and
see these humans walking about you,
their mouths moving, but nothing being heard
until your anxiety dissipates, then voices,
soft murmuring voices that tickle your ear
tell you that they are ready to be written.

On day four, image taped to side of laptop,
humans crowd around you, voices sing
a dissonant tune like a fork scraping a metal pan,
but you calm yourself, yet again, channel the
anxiety, eradicate the “is the idea good”,
eliminate the editor, and funnel your thoughts
into one question: “What’s the best way to
begin this thing?”

On day five, you stop, the dissonance so loud
you can taste it in your mouth, sour like curdled
milk. Before you, long stretches of nothing lie,
with only the tips of the ending seen just beyond
the horizon. You bang the desk, you stand, you
pace, you hear the footsteps of humans, hear
the voices of humans, and you wonder how you
will travel the width of your middle wasteland
and tell a story that’s worth reading. In the middle
of the night, as snores make their escape, you will
jolt from the bed, race to your laptop, smile because
it’s on and still warm, and you will write the conflict,
the tension that was always inside you, waiting for
its release.

On day six, you can barely catch your
breath as you and the humans you have birthed
take your time heading to the last page. You know,
on the smallest scale imaginable, what it’s like to
create a life – far beyond that of just being a mother
or father, for you have giving life, and you have set the
stage for that life, and now you must lay the life to rest.
Living, breathing, real, they touch you, pleading with
you, asking you, “Can there be a sequel,” but you know
this one is finished. The last period will be the last
period. And when that last period is placed, you sit
back, take a deep breath, shed a tear, and think, “I
think I’ve done them justice.”

On day seven, you rest, fingers sore, carpel tunnel
flaring, mind spent. You’re proud, for you have
taking that one image – the same image you hold
in your hand now – and created a world filled with
lives and scenarios and trials and grief and joy and
wonder and closure. As you close your eyes,
ready for the nap you haven’t allowed yourself to
have since the image burned into your memory,
you sit up with a start: “I need to go back and rework
the beginning. Doesn’t have enough punch.”

And…on the eighth day, the new beginning,
revisions.

 

Want to read something DARK from me? June 19, 2008

Filed under: publicity,writings — Shon @ 9:01 pm
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go here: https://chicklitgurrl.wordpress.com/writings/the-first-time-rush/; it’s under my WRITING link, 🙂

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Have You Found YOUR Writing Voice? June 17, 2008

Have You Found YOUR Writing Voice?

Today over @ Blogging in Black, the original chicklitgurrl™ – MOI – discusses why it’s important for writers to find their voices; I also talk about how aspiring writers can begin to find their voices.

Definitely come back and check out my commentary, and PLEASE take the time to leave a comment – let me know you stopped by!

Here’s the (LINK)!!See you there!