For the 100 or so of you who subscribe to this
rambling blog, by now you know (1) I do not have an MFA and probably won’t ever get one, unless some enterprising entrepreneur markets a new Merlot with that brand name on the label and (2) I have no specific style yet, having written short stories, one or two poems, novellas, YA, mysteries, thrillers and paranormal epistles. About the only two things I have stayed away from are romance and inspirational. The latter may hit the paper someday (it helps to be a pastor’s spouse. Oh, the stories I could but won’t tell.) The former – it’s just not pretty.
My latest wip is The Mistress. It has more plot twists than a pretzel. The big problem I am having right now is wanting to throw everything into the story, as in – e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.
In my music composing days, we called it winning the war in 8 bars.
So what to do?
While enjoying a heaping plate of fried seafood at the Cape Charles Seafood Festival today, we saw the Schooner Virginia. In the same marina as million dollar yachts, the tall-masted ship reminded me that sometimes the best things in life are simple. Sailing ships like the schooner are dependent on two things: the wind and the skill of the sailor. Yes, the Virginia does have auxiliary engines for propulsion, but under normal circumstances, life on board the vessel is all about the wind and the ever present current to keep you going.
Keep your writing simple, people.
Stick with the three act structure. Use the snowflake outline method. It forces you to stay focused and not chase plot bunnies. In other words, don’t order the entire tray of plot-twist flavored pretzels.
There you go – this week’s wisdom from the poop deck.
Keep writing, people.
Until next week…
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