Sunday, October 30, 2011

KISS

Keep It Simple, Stupid

I cannot speak for other aspiring authors but for me the journey to become a published author began with research. Learning about the expectations and requirements from various ePublishers and weighing that against what I could realistically produce. One thing that stood out was word count. While it varied from place to place, it was clear to me that my first attempt would be a novella. At around 30,000 words, give or take, I set that as the bar. Unfortunately, that bar can get in the way of the real goal which is writing a good story that others will want to read.

My journey started out something like this –

  • It was going to take 30,000 words – check
  • Create a basic outline for the book – check (and I am taking liberal license with that one)
  • Get to know the hero and heroine – check
  • Start writing – check
  • Use Word Count and NaNo meter to track progress – check

Pitfall number one: Using Microsoft Word’s built–in word count became distracting. Instead of going with the flow, I was constantly going over what I wrote, adding words, editing as I went along which, for me, is not a good thing because I will stay there until it is “perfect”. I turned that option off.

Pitfall number two: I started looking at the NaNo meter. I would update the bar but my percent of completion was not moving to my satisfaction. Then I started worrying that I would not have enough story to fill that meter. Or I would have too much and fall into that grey area of not long enough for a novel or too long for a novella. Is there even a ‘rule’ for that? I don’t know but if there is, I was not falling into that pit.

The bottom line was that worrying about everything was getting in the way of the actual writing. How many words per chapter, how many sentences per paragraph, how much dialog versus narrative, spell checking along the way and getting caught up in passive voice – the list goes on and on.

A good friend keeps telling me to write the story until I get to The End. It is not going to be perfect out of the gate. There will be edits and rewrites that will change everything including the word count. Therefore, my NaNo bar is nothing more than a barometer that tells me I am on track and getting close. I am encouraged when the bar moves but it does not define how or what I write. Liberating myself from all that tracking has allowed me the freedom to write without worry.

My main goal – get it done and submitted before the end of the year.

Word count 459 ~ Characters (with spaces) 2460 ~ Paragraphs 13 ~ Lines 38

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Brief Glimpse of Sweet Spot

“Cute place.”

“Thanks, I really love it here. There is an amazing view of the lighthouse and the beach. That drew me more than anything did. Let me give you the grand tour, not that you could get lost or anything.” She laughed, took his hand and led him through the house. The walls were all white with decor and furnishings adding the splashes of color and personality. The only room whose walls were not white was Willa's bedroom. It was at this point Tate realized it was the only bedroom in the house and suddenly the color of the walls seemed irrelevant.

"So just the one bedroom?" he quietly asked.

Willa's cheeks flushed a little and she tentatively smiled. "Yes, just the one."

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Dialog vs. Narrative


If there were a standard measurement of the ideal ratio of dialog to description, what would that be? I am working on a particular chapter that reveals much of what my characters’ expectations were for themselves. Most of it is coming to me in the form of dialog from each character’s lips to my ears. I do not like to write a lot of dialog. I like to describe. However, what the characters say in this situation sets the tone for what happens next.

I may be babbling at this point. I am tired, at work and fighting to stay awake. I should not be writing right now at all but this is when I have the time and it is quiet so both Tate and Willa are being quite vocal. I cannot repeat what Tate is saying and I think Willa overheard some of it and blushed, which for her, is unusual.

Bottom line is this – how do you strike a happy medium of dialog and narrative?