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“Someday you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.” –C.S. Lewis



(I’ve looked for the source for this beautiful image…if anyone bumps into it, please let me know. I’d love to see it larger.)

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There’s a website you can paste text into that will “analyze” your writing and tell you what famous author you write like.

You Write Like

This is for one of those hours when you can’t get anything worthwhile written, and you’re wasting time on your digital thingy. It’s a fun way to spend five minutes, even if it can’t possibly be accurate. After all, it says I write like Dan Brown. Pshaw.

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Writers have many decisions to make about perspective. Shall I tell the story from first person point of view? Shall I use a narrator? Which set of eyes should I use to tell my story? Which viewpoint will tell it best? Or will more than one viewpoint shine a better light on my character?

And there’s a completely different question about perspective that must be answered: do I tell the story as if it’s happening now? Or as if the character is looking back on the events with the perspective of hindsight?

As a writer, I have to answer all these questions, and I have to do it in a way that’s fresh. I have to ask myself, like Orson Scott Card says, “How ELSE could it happen?” I must learn to not pick the quick, obvious answer, but look deeper.

I must learn to really look. See more clearly. With less tired eyes.

Look at the picture again. Change your viewpoint, your perspective. Imagine yourself high above the couple, looking down. Now they are lying on the concrete at the bottom of a flight of stairs.

How ELSE could it happen?

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I admit it. I’ve got fears upon fears.

One that bothers me more than most is that in my busyness, I’ll miss my calling. I’ll miss what I was really meant to do.

Joseph Campbell–what a brain. You wrote about the Hero’s Journey for years, and then went on one of your own.

Now then. It’s time for me to go find out what’s waiting for me.

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I’ve worked on revisions for ever–for so long I hardly remember what it’s like to create something fresh. This week, though, I forced myself to put the revisions aside and work on a new project.

At first, all I felt was drained.

At first I feared I’d given everything to that old project–that it had cost me a price I hadn’t planned on paying. That there would be no more where that came from. The thought made me shiver and shake.

But thankfully the water started flowing again. No more than a trickle through rusty pipes, but hopefully with time, the stream will grow strong.

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Dear Mr. Critique Guy,

When I agreed to exchange pages with you, I know I said I wanted an in-depth edit. I know I said I wanted you to be straight with me. I said that thing about not pulling your punches because I’m tough. I think I strutted a little at that point.

I’m used to hearing tough critiques because I’ve been a member of a writing group for years, okay? Week after week these people read my spew and give me thoughtful comments, whether to say “great” or “start over.”

These people should be sainted but I digress.

You come along and with a snap of your fingers you say my character needs to show his emotion more. Oh really. Whuttt, you can’t read my mind? And I can’t even tell you about it . . . I have to SHOW this stuff to you?

Mr. Critique Guy, you ask a lot, you know?


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As seen on Kate Hart:

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This website uses a computer program to analyze a sample of your writing. Apparently certain words are used more often by males. Go try it.

Write like a girl

I ain’t no boy, but I guess I write like one.

Yanked from Confessions of a Logophiliac


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I went to a writing workshop Friday and Saturday. I learned some great stuff.

Along with how to shape a scene and to play nice in the author sandbox, I also learned something about myself.

I used to suck everything in at these things. After all, pretty much anyone in the world knew more about writing than I did. But this time, I listened, thought, and then decided I actually disagreed with something that was being taught.  (not you, Annette or Josi)

There’s a certain confidence that wasn’t there before. Maybe I’m not an infant writer anymore. Maybe I’m actually a toddler now.

The fact that I feel all kinds of awkward saying that shows how much a baby I still am.

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