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Writing Quirks. What Works.

Writing Quirks. What Works.

This is a reblog from my romance site, LOVExtra.com (currently offline while I retool)

January 20, 2015


 

Writing Quirks. What Works. (Romance Writers Weekly)

First, I’m pleased to say that this is my first blog with the wonderful group Romance Writers Weekly, who’ve graciously invited me to join their fold. Welcome from Xio Axelrod’s blog! (or if you missed it, head back there!)

This week’s question is courtesy of Collette Cameron who asks

What quirky habits (superstitions, must haves, etc.) do you have while writing? 

 

Creative Writing Quirks. What Works

Sorry, I just really want that to rhyme.

I make PowerPoint presentations and/or Visio flow charts.

No kidding.

When I’m using my husband’s computer, I make Visio flow charts. Like this one here (sorry it’s shrunk.. it is flipping HUGE in real life). This is a “choose your own” erotic romance I’ll likely never finish because I’m overwhelmed by a sense of inadequacy.

In short: more erotic for those who wish, more “blush” for those who don’t. Sometime you feel like nuts, sometimes you don’t, as the song doesn’t really go.

 

Today’s agony writing project was The Paper Bag Party (title like that clearly tells you the genre: Thriller). You can see a tad on my personal blog.

So after coughing out 6,901 words on it this morning because I was up early (client in India), I made this because hubs has his Visio-loaded computer with him today and frankly, if I had Visio, I’d go crazy with it like I did above. But I just had PPT, so minimal and silly it was:

I will change the names later. Every book I write starts with a character named Mimi. Hmm. How Freudian is THAT?

 

Believe me, this is better than the book will ever be.
Believe me, this is better than the book will ever be.

Obviously the PPT is VERY superficial but it’s fun to do and it distracts me while I internally deal with the stress of knowing the story will likely never see the light of day (insert self-loathing comments here. :))

And as I go through? When I draw a blank, I index. I index all my stories. Back when I had more time to write, I wouldn’t even post the story, I’d post indices of my stories instead. They’re much better.

Business Writing Day:

I thought this part would be a dawdle because I didn’t think I had any quirks. I figured I just

  • sat down,
  • wrote,
  • drank tea from my Hello Kitty mug.
  • The end.

Oh, and I

  • check my email.

Can’t forget I

  • outline my piece(s) for the day/week/month (in some cases I work 3-6 months in advance of the blogs post dates, I even had a client who had all 52 weekly posts done in advance).

I usually know my topics in advance and do a quick research where necessary. Most important, I

  • make a pot of tea (I’m in Canada so yup, hot tea here).

After a quick round of bullets, I

  • kill a zombie or five.
  • I flesh out the bullets.
My Resting Zombie Face while I talk to SpaceBalls… the world’s biggest time-suck of a VP
My Resting Zombie Face while I talk to SpaceBalls… the world’s biggest time-suck of a VP

Flesh. That sounds like something a zombie would say.

Zombies.

Zombieesssssss.

Stop thinking about zombies. 

I shouldn’t go on FB. I’ll never get away from it. And if Ana sees me, she’ll have me trapped there for hours offering virtual carbs and the opportunity to irritate her.

I have to post on FB and all the other little SM platforms) etc all day for my clients so my being on FB is an occupational hazard.

Oops, I forgot to call someone we refer to in the office as SpaceBalls. By the way, I’ve only ever gone into the office four times in as many years. Agoraphobia hath its benefits.

Hello Kitty, raw carrots. Not sure what to explain about the paint brush though. :) Oh, and my Wizard of Oz mousepad. Wish I could find a Zardoz one.
Hello Kitty, raw carrots. Not sure what to explain about the paint brush though. 🙂 Oh, and my Wizard of Oz mousepad. Wish I could find a Zardoz one.

 

  • Talk to SpaceBalls. Kiss productivity good-bye.

Terri must be around. She likely needs a break from draft two of Rose Four. Or maybe Paula. No. Both. I’ll bother Linda later. 

  • Flesh out the rest of the bullets. Flesh. Flessssshhhhhhhhhhh.

Ok, now I’m hungry. This diet is on day 20 and it’s killing me. But I can have a non-gluten snack by  now, right? I’ve been working for an hour at least (four minutes).

Chicken fingers or fish?

  • Check email while making lunch.
  • Pick up littles from the Y.
  • Feed littles.
  • Set them to school work.

One article down, five to go.

See? A straightforward day for any writer.

I guess the “takeaway” from all this is I need to distract and play zombies between bouts of work. I used to go out for smoke breaks. Now I play zombies, irritate my friends, and do “social” media.

And occasionally, I get things done.

Next stop on the hop?

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