I’ve Only Gone And Done It! #AmWriting

I’ve been at my screen all day today… writing and deleting, and writing again, but, just maybe, I think I might have finished my First Draft!

#AmWriting

My baby WIP, now an adult, having hit 18 years old, has finally come of age officially!

I wrote over 4,000 words… boy am I tired!

The ending has a slight ambiguous twist, but that leaves an opening for a possible novella for a minor character…

Still…

I FINISHED!!!!!!!

So, for those of you who are interested, here is the first version of the possible blurb, for my baby, tentatively named Wedded Stress.

Aashi’s life was all set.
Or so she thought.
After finding out her fiancé was not the man she thought, she vows to put him, and her innocence behind her.
Accompanied by her brothers and best friend, she embarks upon an enlightening journey, where memories created and new relationships forged, have far-reaching effects.

So… are you intrigued?

It’s set in 2000, in the Indian suburbs of Birmingham, UK – Yes Indian, because every city here seems to have a mini India where the Indians seem to congregate!

Spread between Birmingham and India too actually.

It’s a story of a British born Indian girl, Aashi, and her family, as they come to terms with her broken engagement.

There’s love, lust, humour, and a little bit of seriousness too…

Oh man. I can’t believe I did it!

Time to let it lie before rereading and hacking it to pieces!

COLLEEN’S 2018 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY POETRY CHALLENGE #Tanka #79: Dance & Command

Colleen’s back with her synonym poetry challenge!

The words to (not) use are:

Dance & Command

A Tanka

 

 

Every sway and whirl
Demanding your attention
Pulling eyes to me
Our bodies gyrate in tune
Though I dominate your heart

Ritu 2018

Sorry, I wanted to write more, but another migraine is about to hit…

https://colleenchesebro.com/2018/04/10/colleens-2018-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-79-dance-command-synonymsonly/

Starting To Feel Like A Real Writer! #AmWriting

We’re back from our little family break.

I vowed that I wouldn’t think about my writing for the few days we were away, and I didn’t… well, not technically!

Yes, I did venture into my reader… yes, I did draft a couple of posts… yes, I did manage to take part in the challenges I like to participate in, a few days later, but I did it.

But I didn’t open my WIP.

I was tempted.

I guess the urge was there, having picked up a real momentum last week, but I didn’t want to rush the end.

Having spent so long getting it to this stage, I didn’t want to mess things up!

#AmWriting

I’ve mentioned this before, but as a blogger, I am truly a pantser! And somewhat the same when writing 80,000-word stories so it would seem!

I tend to write posts about what comes into my mind at that time, and not think too much.

With my story, it was the same. I mean I had a skeleton idea when the WIP was born, eighteen years ago, but that was it.

I managed to write brief character profiles for a couple of the main protagonists as well, around fourteen years ago, but that was it.

Last summer, I stepped totally out of my comfort zone.

I actually planned the whole thing. From start to finish!

 

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I created a storyboard and everything!

 

And that is how I write too. I can’t jump from chapter to chapter, write the middle first, then add a preceding scene before bouncing to the end, then back again.

I need to go from the beginning of where a story starts, and build upon it, to a suitable end.

I am but a mere couple of chapters away from finishing this epic first draft, and I decided to take advantage of a bit of free time today, once we arrived home.

And I wrote.

Just a few hundred words, but it was something quite key to the ending.

Until I had a mental block.

Things weren’t flowing.

So I stopped, intent on starting up again properly, tomorrow.

Then, sitting here, my mind started to turn… how about I move that bit to there, and add this bit here, to make that scene lead into this one…

And then I got it.

That feeling.

Look at me, thinking about storylines and flowing…

Dang, maybe I really am a writer, instead of just a blogger who waffles on!

Onwards and upwards Peeps!

Here’s hoping I can finish this first draft by the end of the week… Now that would really be epic!

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #196 Shy & Sweet

Lovely Ron with his Haiku Challenge prompt words this week:

Shy & Sweet

 

Klatschmohn, Poppy Flower, Wild Flower

Pixabay Image

 

Like a shy, young girl
Petals unfurl to reveal
The sweetness of spring

Ritu 2018

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge Image 2016

April 5 – Flash Fiction  – Sun Silly Preschoolers!

Charli’s prompt this week:

April 5, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a silly sun story. Up north, “sun silly” is the energetic and playful response to returning sunlight. It could also be an April Fool’s jest, a silly story, or a reaction to spring fever. Be silly and write playfully! Go where the prompt leads.

Just got in by the skin of my teeth, what with my little break, but here you are!

Sun Silly Preschoolers!
Billy hung precariously from the climbing frame.
Jane was running round and round the playground like a crazed lunatic.
Another group were taking great pleasure in pulling the flowers off the line of shrubs in the planter.
And there was more…
Mrs Jackson sighed.
She’d heard of the full moon doing something to the children’s behaviour in school. Not just heard, but experienced many times over the years.
But after a long winter and delayed spring, this was the first time she had seen the effect of the long awaited sun on her charges – truly sun silly, they were!

https://carrotranch.com/2018/04/05/april-5-flash-fiction/

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