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Setting
Thanks to Louella Bryant for a free and informative writer’s workshop yesterday. We talked about place and how to firmly anchor your reader into not just the setting, but also how the character feels about the setting…a nuance I hadn’t really paid attention to before. One character might love the misty, foggy morning because of…
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Getting closer
A few major parts done on my puzzle & my book. The puzzle I know how to connect. The book? Time will tell
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More Puzzles
The puzzle is coming along and so is Sam’s new ghostly adventures. Now how to fit all the ghost stories together…
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Plot Puzzling
Sometimes I think this is what my book looks like in my brain–2K PC and not a lot of them connected.
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Creemie # 3
Not bad, but a little soft. It was also a twist of black raspberry and maple, but it looked like it was all mixed together. The upside was it wasn’t too big and good or bad, it’s closer to home.
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Summer treats
Had to get another creemie since the last one was disappointing. Burlington Bay still has the best ones in my book.
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Stone Harvest
The second round of edits are the worst to me. Probably because I think I fixed the problems with all the previous edits. But, alas, I did not. I figure it’s like clearing a field here in Vermont. First pass you get out all the stones–you think. When you look back, there’s a whole new…
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Edits
Sitting outside, just cool enough for a light sweater, birds chirping, hummingbirds swooping by… Mother Nature is the perfect co-editor. I’ve made it through the 1st round of edits on the full manuscript. Now on to the 2nd round. I hope Sam and Rocky help me tell the story well.
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350 Characters
That’s what I have to pitch the sequel to A GHOSTLY TWIST, so here it goes. Sam and Rocky meet some ghosts on an old indigo plantation in Charleston. The one in the house seems harmless, but the one haunting the grounds weighs Sam down with its sorrow and anger. To get rid of the…
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Naps
It’s a rainy day, dark and grey. For some reason I was awake at 5 am. It should be a perfect day for a nap. My husband’s sleeping. My cat is sleeping. But not me. Sigh.
Carla Solomon 