One day, we ran out of the coffee pods for our coffee maker. We had our French press, but the coffee grinder broke too. I heard clattering in the kitchen. Looking in, I saw my son, six-years-old, standing on a wine box, a mortar and pestle in his hands, grinding the coffee beans himself. "I'm …
Category: writing
Practice makes perfect except when it doesn’t.
My mother often said I had a hard time seeing the world the way it was instead of the way I wanted it to be. But I might not be a writer if I didn't. So, I've been writing a story a day for the month of May. This exercise isn't going to get me …
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The Writing Crush
That's what good writing feels like--that delicious crush calling and wanting to see you, that rush to tell your friends about what your object of desire said or did, that lovely oh-he-kissed-me moment. Silly to admit to, I suppose, but when I believe (rightly or wrongly--just like rightly or wrongly choosing the guy) that my …
Plot in Real Time
Before lakebelle I could pull back and set a scene, explain what was going on in a character's head, find the mood. Writing in first person all the time and having only their musings to spin a plot wears me out. The characters, well-drawn or not, possess immediate lives and I find myself thinking about …
The Fictional World
to the visitors of lakebelle.blogspot.com This post is to acknowledge that lakebelle exists in my imagination and in cyberspace but on no real world map. The three characters come from novels--novels by me. Paul survived being seventeen and in love in The Blue Jar. Linnie did her best to save the doomed heroine in Drowning …