The first part of this is a reprint from an earlier post.
How it all started …
In the Spring of 2009, my daughter decided to drag me into cyber space and created pages for me on Facebook and My Space.
This was for a time, an interesting way for me to become a voyeur, peeking at those cute little graphics, those marvelous family photos and the endless threads of conversation.
Actually, reading the internet on any given day will give one the impression there is not a single soul on planet earth, including our president, who does not wish to render themselves splayed out for public consumption.
It impressed some of the Generation X kids who wandered through our rooms in Washington Heights during the Eighties.
However, when a girl from my kindergarten class requested to be in my network, I realized my daughter had unleashed a beast I was not about to battle.
Who wants to hear from the kid whose braids you stuck in the ink well?
In October, 2009, she put me on yet another path and started my blog.
I am fOIS In The City … a crazy Italian who had too much time on her hands between writing projects.
One major advantage of a blog is format. There are no rules and you don’t have to go from Chapter One to Chapter Whatever. Mostly because there are no chapters. Feel free to roam around, flip through categories or concentrate on one section or not.
This stuff is mostly fiction, people. So I am allowed to exaggerate, embellish, and wax melodramatic about anything at all.
Moving on …
To get back to the present.
I believe in deadlines. I give them to myself because I know if I do not, I will stumble through the day and into the night with no direction or purpose. I will go from one decoupage project to a book, from a book to decorating a tree, from decorating a tree to finishing the next chapter.
The next chapter did she say? Yes, I am working on another book.
In the time-worn debate … do you ascribe to the plotter or pantster method of writing a book?
If I may digress. I was born on the cusp of two astrological signs … Virgo and Libra. Two very good signs I must say … yet they are in most ways like the moon and the sun. They might be part of the same universe, but they will never be at the same place at the same time.
I was born left-handed … to this I owe my natural genius, being able to throw with both hands, and tripping up steps.
For years, I’ve tried to understand the nature of how I do things. I cannot. And my writing is no different.
I am neither a panster nor plotter … I am a pantplotter.
Plain and simple. I go from day one to “the end,” and never look before I dive into the rabbit hole.
When I have eighty thousand plus words, I sit down and read. I reorganize, take out my many and numerous repetitions, rewrite, edit, rewrite, send to my precious readers … stop crying after I read their critiques and rewrite some more.
My deadline to finish this current project is the day after my next birthday at the end of this month.
If you will pardon the pun … I’ll keep you posted.
An executive decision …
Thankfully, the blog-of-it-all does not include learning how to query, or submitting posts to publishers, or handing over posts for pre-publication critiques.
I can do anything I please. Therefore, my executive decision is to continue with my snippets and my one thousand word stories.
It’s okay if you don’t want to send me prompt sentences. I think I’ll pick up random thoughts from one of those web sites that offer daily prompts and from time to time use one of those to wow you with my amazing creative talent.
So as I continue to decorate table top trees and mini bottle brush trees, holiday wreaths, baby cakes and baskets, and every other thing I do on Etsy … I will also continue to edit, perfect my current WIP, and find interesting stuff for you to read.
And it won’t cost you a cent. Just a dime’s worth of your time.
Does anyone care about what happens to Viola and Aunt Lucille?
Will Gail have another disastrous blind date?
Tune in next time for the answers?
What projects occupy your time these days?
And how do you handle deadlines?