The Blank Page
What do we write about? Why do we write about it? And why do we write at all? First question, first answer.
Many of us write about what we know, what we`ve gone through, or what we've seen. Life. It could be a divorce, trying to connect again, and discovering who are true friends are. And what we ourselves are all about.
Or reaching bottom and recovering from addiction, or from an illness. Or, after a life of meandering, finding a dream and a focus.
Maybe it's a part time passion ( not a pastime, that's our day job). Hiking, wilderness exploring, extreme sports, tending bar. The list goes on. Something in our inner being, that still, small voice says to us," This is a story. This is your story. Tell the world."
Some of us write about magic, or zombies. I'm not sure how they arrive at that point, but many do. My own book, Dark Muse, deals with the paranormal, an original idea in a certain way. Any voyage of this kind is difficult and searing. The beginning idea is right there. In fact, ideas are being tripped over all the time. The trick is to pick it up, start describing it, and then hang on when you have no idea what comes next. After that fantastic beginning, or even that part almost halfway through, when you look at your magnum opus, scratch your head and look down the road, and say...."Now what?"
But you hang on. Through the dry spells, the plot lines that make no sense, the chapters that have to be rewritten, or just ripped out, even the characters that are disappeared, because, well, they just fail to perform. And finally you reach that wonderful point when, after the holes have been plugged and the threads all tied up-not too neatly, readers will see overly neat endings-we lean back and say, "Done. Did it."
But it's really just begun. You know that, don't you?
Continued later.
Philip write within the capacity of each is not difficult, but good writing an interesting story that hooks the reader from the first stanza that is something more complicated, I'll leave here stuck a piece of curtain of rain a novella that has a lot quality, although it is difficult to understand edtar written with much metaphor and poetic feeling. Curtain of rain. Sometimes the curtain of rain obscures the view, but if you manage to pass will see what the view is only of a few privileged hunting vampires. This revelation was that strengthened us and help us to see everything more clear about vampires know them more thoroughly to fight them. We discover that their feelings and emotions are human. This being the main reason that ignited the flame more anger, for all our anger finish them. The stealthy night slowly made its appearance as if it were a nocturnal beast stalking the nameless city. His long and extensive layer of darkness covers the great cosmopolitan and futuristic city that shines through its powerful lights that illuminate. Meanwhile the rain as the main protagonist appears on the scene. It is a dense and translucent rain that forms a curtain of rain that can see clearly. Only a few privileged men have the gift of seeing clearly behind the curtain of rain. These men are fortunate and have the power to assert law and order in the city without name or Stembel. Privilege that lies only a few men who are chosen for this honorable mission. It is not easy to keep order in a city where disorder and chaos are the predominant because of organized vandalism and criminal organizations bands, not to mention the non-living and other abominable beings who run amok in a city that continue this progression awaits a future something more than uncertain. * * *