I wouldn't literally eat a poisoned apple, but metaphorically I think I already have. The evil queen in disguise is my own psyche, and the apple is seeds of doubt fleshed out with insecurity, neurosis, and fear. Hard to believe anyone takes a bite of that. How long has it been since an agent asked …
Category: neurotic thinking
Surfacing
Do you have the secret to organization and balance? I know about lists. I even make lists. Where do the lists go? I think they drown in the sea of nonsense that is my desk. Anyone can make a list. Look. I'll make one right now. (in insignificant order and incomplete) finish organizing desk do …
Belief
Have you ever seen something--a garden gate perhaps, a picture hanging on a cafe wall, an odd, unexpected object in an odd and expected place--that made you stop and look again. That stirred your heart, maybe your gut, a place deep within? I love connecting with a picture, a story, a random object. Imagine if …
The Plague
I'm going to move into my house, set up my work space, and presto! Magic will happen. I'll finish all my art projects and start preparing for my next show. I'll finally know how to write that synopsis. I'll be brilliant. I'll get published. Right? This house business has pushed and shoved over so many …
Synopsiphobia Smackdown
So, an agent has asked for a synopsis that reads like a book jacket. I'm not to give too much away, but to sell the story. I feel the same way about a synopsis as I did about an outline in school. But anyway. Here is my dumb idea of the day. Let me rephrase …
The Writer’s Map
My writing career is not going anywhere in as much as I've no books published and agents aren't even walking down my street, much less knocking down my door to invite me out. But of all the books written in the world, only a certain number can hit the shelves. Probably what I need to …
The Nicest Guy!
Because of facebook, I now know that a certain individual from my hometown is having serious health problems. He and I are not facebook friends, but we've known each other since we were five. Well, he was five and I was four. Anyway. On facebook a mutual friend posted about his illness and asked people …
The Dreaded “A” Question
I hate the "A" question. So, I read a blog post by my friend JES regarding the "A" word--as in What is your novel About? An agent is currently looking at my first novel, and this "A" question is on my mind. My first novel is about a difficult subject...a conversation stopper subject. Now let's …
I’m deluded and that’s okay. (I angst all night and I worry all day.)
On those American Idol tryouts you see those people who believe they can sing. They sing their best with all their dreams flung about for the world to see and then are told how awful they are. And they are awful. Perhaps you've laughed at their self-delusion. Perhaps you've cringed. Actually, I've never watched the …
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Super Powers Aren’t Us.
If I could have a super power, I'd want the power to see through mounds of text to find the fatal plot holes and creeping story killers. What super power would you wish for?
Marta Bacon 