So here is a writing exercise or two:
If you could direct your own funeral, how would it run?
(I want a dance afterward.)
What would your obit say?
Now let’s think about our characters . . .
What would your main character say about herself in an obituary?
Who would miss her?
Why these specific people?
Last night I dreamed about one of the Project Runway cast shooting up people with a shotgun.
One of the guys from this year said, “Carol, take that gun from so and so and go shoot the moon.”
I looked at him. What??? Oh! This Was Code For Get The Gun!
I was not shot but there was a lot of blood AND a huge (HUGE) piece of concrete in the dream.
When your character daydreams, what are her thoughts?
What is her biggest and best dream for herself?
I have too much writing to do, which is good and bad. I’m very excited. Plus nervous. What if I can’t do what needs to be done?
Why did I set the books back in the olden days?
Why does when I was a kid HAVE to be the olden days?
Why don’t I have a better memory?
Why didn’t I steal a motor home when I was 14?
I also have a band of amazing new creative writing students who will soon write bits and pieces for the blog.
Happy weekend 🙂