Winds of Change -A Musical Taste

Writing the last chapter in Winds of Change and the intensity has risen to monstrous levels. Breath by Breaking Benjamin is a minor taste of what’s coming…

Breath Lyrics
I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like.

Is it over yet, in my head?

I know nothing of your kind, and I won’t reveal your evil mind.

Is it over yet? I can’t win.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what’s left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I’m going all the way, get away, please.

You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
’cause I will be the death of you.

This will be all over soon.
Pour salt into the open wound.

Is it over yet? Let me in.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what’s left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I’m going all the way, get away, please.

You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
’cause I will be the death of you.

I’m waiting, I’m praying, realize, start hating.

You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
’cause I will be the death of you.

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1 to 3 and back to 1

With support from friends and family, my YA novel has made some series headway. I was told to write at least one chapter a week which assisted in getting to chapter ten easily. However, something changed- the best explanation being that my water was messed with. I was able to write a chapter a day for three days in a row and made it all the way to chapter fourteen.

It was a shock to me especially since it’s about 10-12 pages a chapter. I wasn’t just skimming through so I couldn’t explain the rush of creativity but nonetheless grateful for it. However it has slowed back down where I’m struggling to finish chapter fourteen and move on to fifteen.Instead of being more annoyed and frustrated than usual, I’m grateful.

I’m ahead of the schedule I made for myself with only four chapters until it’s completed. Then the editing begins but this is a time to be happy, glad that everything worked out and not chastising myself for not continuing the insane writing session. Someone really must have messed with my water. I’m almost positive that I’m not the only person dealing with spurts of creativity but it was very sudden.

Has anyone else had this happen to them before? Are you not struggling to get back in the flow of a slower pace?

Creative Disconnection

I have been writing my chapter ten for the YA Breeze Series with not much issue until last night. I literally wrote everything I needed, a perfect cliff hanger ready to be set…when nothing happened. It wasn’t even like I blanked it, the scene was still floating in front of my eyes. I could hear the words that needed to be said and all the ground work has been laid out perfectly for the cliff hanger. So please explain to me why everything in my mind wouldn’t come out on paper.

Three separate ending attempts were made before I turned it all off and went to bed. This morning, I knew I was going to work on chapter eleven because chapter ten was pretty much complete. I reread the last few pages to get in the groove, tone, and character of getting the ending completed when once again, nothing would come out correctly.

Expressing my current mood/thoughts: anger, frustration, irritation, annoyance, and creative disconnection. With outline in hand, checking off each completed task has been a huge help but to this end my mind has gone into overload with colors, voices, expressions, emotions that my fingers simply can’t get right onto paper.

So I made a huge star and comments on the outline to go back, fix/work on it. However the ending that is sitting in it’s place is awful…I mean the kind of awful where a string of curses fly through my mind as I reread it and I’m mentally trying to punch it in the face. Yeah…that’s exactly where I am right now.

Attempting to move on to chapter eleven, forgetting the scene behind me but it’s difficult. The background music is no longer a help but a hindrance, TV will only distract me into being unproductive  and my brain is screaming at the top of it’s lungs ‘Get It Together!’.

At least I can be grateful that the creative juices are flowing. I just need a proper cup to fill up with.

Fabulous Ideas Come From Slot Machines

I just returned from a 2 day trip out of state. Lots of sunbathing that resulted in sunburn (kicking myself for forgetting my sunscreen) and checking out some casinos. While sitting at a slot machine, inspiration hit hard and fast to the point that I whipped out my notebook(yes, I keep a notebook in my purse) to jot down a new story. Then text my BFFL about it in great detail, all while fellow gamblers stare at me like I’m insane. However this makes story number 16 to be written at some point, hopefully soon.

Very excited to attempt writing this story, as it seems less adventurous than my usual stories but it’s something that people deal with more often than not. The story still hangs out in the romance genre but the undertones/undercurrent is something new for me to try out. I’m working out the ‘back blurb’ at the moment and once I’m confident that it sounds right, I’ll be putting it up to be checked out. Title is still up in the air as this is less than 48 hours old but always up for a new story to tell. 🙂

Reality Vs. Fantasy

My BFFL and I have been discussing my YA novel. One of her complaints of other romance novels were that in most stories the characters fall in love too quickly, for no apparent reason other than convenience, attractiveness or strange situations. In real life, it takes time to develop those feelings, emotions, etc.

Back in High School, it didn’t really take that much for some of us to have those feelings. It was the typical situation of ‘he is cute’ and ‘he smiled at me, I’m in love!’. One of the best parts about being a teenage girl is all those crazy hormones come crashing in at the same time that reality does. Not just the fantasy of falling in love but the real experience of first kiss and more.

The negative setbacks include drugs, alcohol, bullying, etc. And all the craziness is held in one building, High School for four years. I want the story to not just be as authentic as possible to real life BUT still suck people into other aspects without even realizing it’s been done. I’m hoping by taking the slow to develop route that it will not just ring true but ring deep to the reader. Fingers crossed 🙂