First off, I want to make it perfectly clear, writers are not in competition with one another. We are each our own unique writer with different experiences and talents.
With that said, I’m going to talk about fruit and… stuff.
Especially, strawberries and tomatoes. (For those who are going to argue that a tomato is not a fruit, you can find that discussion in the file marked May, 10, 1893)
So, you have strawberries. You love them. They go on cake, they go in yogurt, they can be deliciously tart or sweet.
Overall, if you’re not allergic to them, they belong everywhere.
Like, jelly on toast.
I like strawberries.
Then you have the tomato. It’s yummy too! Not sweet. But tasty.
You put it in pasta, on salads, in a sandwich. Wonderful in it's own way, but different. Still good.
Now, each one of us has different tastes. For me, if some offered me a choice of a strawberry or tomato, I’d take the strawberry.
I’m sure you’re wondering how this relates to writing.
I read a book that was totally a strawberry! In every way crafted so that each word was delectable and you could savor it word for word.
It made me realize something.
I’m a tomato. Lol
It’s not a bad thing. Being a tomato isn’t bad. It’s different.
A lot of readers like tomatoes. (Wink)
But what I’m getting at is, even though this book was totally awesome, it was different focusing on descriptions and feelings, (or monologue) while I tend to do a lot of dialogue.
Both good techniques, just different.
You see, I struggle with comparing. That, I’m not good enough. I suck.
There isn't an author alive who doesn't go through this.
Each and every time I have to realize, it’s not about being better or worse. It's about being the best writer you can be. You. Not what Sally or Mary (Sorry Mary) or Tom has done, it's what you can bring to the book world.
Each and every story or craft a writer writes, it’s delectable. (With a good editor by their side)
We refine it. Baby it. And then send it out to the world for readers to sink their teeth into.
We have to want it. Strive for it. Practice and study.
So, I’m a tomato.
Proud to be here.
Attn: For those of you looking for the file May 10, 1893, I lied. I don’t have one. But look up the date. You might find the read fascinating.
The new book I'm working on is Convincing Tucker. Marissa is Faith's cousin from the Faith series. She's getting her own series!
In her series, you'll get to see a little more inside the Manto family and of course the photographer Francis... who no one knows about- yet.
Each guy has their own alpha macho, I can do it better, winning her, attitude. Frances is the only one remotely being agreeable, but he's stuck for a while since... well, (whispers) the deporting.
He has to play nice. And he's genuinely a go-with-it kind of guy. His family, well, they're another story.
This is what I have so far.... 31,575k work count. Not much, but slowly working on it.
Outcast edits just came in yesterday. Kali and I have to look them over, but it's coming!
So I wrote this 'update' a week or two ago. It's March 6, 2019 today. Yeah, I'm a little behind.
Convincing "Marissa" became Convincing Tucker, due to Tuckers stubbornness on the whole sharing thing. (You'd think his world was ending) is up for preorder on Amazon! It will be put up other places after I do the final read through and will be sent to my ARC readers after.
Now, Outcast 2, or it's true name- Embraced, is with ARC readers at the moment.
After this book, the story still continues, but Kali is braving the world of authors and taking the next part of the story on by herself.
So, if you're going to want updates with what's going on with Outcast 3, join her Facebook group: Reading Under The Zunn (Catchy, isn't it?) Link button will be at the bottom.
Well, that's all I have for today.
Once again, it's late.
I often wonder if these blog posts count as word counts! But no, they don't.
Why is it so much easier to write unstructurally (is that even a word?) than it would to write a book?
I know, I know. You're thinking... Isn't a book kinda of a random write anyways?
But I'm a talker. Okay, maybe not, but I do have things to say.
In writing, I find it most difficult in the areas of the "in between."
Like, what do these characters do all day? Wake up, eat, go to school, have a little action, some romance, maybe angst. Then you have to decided, are they huggers? Where in the world do they go on a date?
Did they complete a dare? Socks or Clothes? Backpack? Do I talk about those?
How about WHERE the loving making happens? In a boring bed? Shower? How about driving around for a million minutes with a hard on looking for a place the cops won't come snooping?
Like, this is LEGIT worries I have with writing!
I just want them to get to point A - to point B with out the heartache of second guessing.
That scene in Just Married with the cake in the fridge? THAT WAS A LEGIT THREE DAY OBSESSION.
I kid you not.
Now I'm having flash backs.
I need those heart candies.
You know, the ones with the powder coating and you read the messages? Yeah, guess what? Some random FB post told me they are no longer making those. (And we believe everything on FB, right?) The bastards. That's how I learned how to read! Heart candies, my love for you is strong.
I could only eat a heart candy if I read the freakin' word.
Now, I write. I could eat as many as I wanted.
But nooo, their makers have killed them.
Okay, I'm done with my rant. Not sure what it was about, but it happened.
If you need therapy, I'm sorry.
Next time, I'll invent a time machine.
Good bye Peeps!
It's too late at night...
Welcome to my nonsense!