Focusing Your Writing

August 20, 2011

Hello, Blogger World. It’s been awhile. I hope you’ll forgive me. I needed time to think about some things, like: What is it that I want my blog to accomplish? What things am I really passionate about? Do I want to be a writer?

Imagine me sitting with a rose, peeling off petals.

  • I write
  • I write not
  • I write
  • I write not
  • I write

During my time off, I have set new personal goals for me and the hubs. I’ve been on vacation in the lovely Orange Beach, AL. I’ve been busy with my professional commitments. I’ve been happy go lucky. I’ve been down in the dumps. I’ve lost family on my husband’s side. I’ve met new people and joined a local book club.

I think I’ve done just about everything except clean my house…

And this is what I think that means: I am a writer!

But I’ve also decided that maybe I’m not the writer that people expect. I don’t really want to write fiction – at least not at this point in my life. I can look at someone on the train and make up a story about them in a heartbeat (it’s the Southern in me), but I don’t feel passionate about writing those stories down.

Instead, I feel like I am a non-fiction writer through and through. I want to serve others. I want to offer something that will improve someone’s life. When I look back on my life, I realize every job I’ve had – whether I realized it or not – was providing a service in some way. It was meant to improve someone else’s life.

One minor exception: retail. But who hasn’t done a stint in retail?

So, I’m going to focus my writing. I have some ideas up my sleeve; literally, they’re written on my arm (just kidding, Mom). So stay tuned. This writer’s life is just beginning.

How do you focus your writing?


Get Inspired

July 10, 2011

I don’t know about you, but I need to get inspired. The problem is, a word that rhymes with inspired is usually a better descriptor of me…tired!  I’m busy. I work a lot. I get home from work and cook dinner, eat dinner, make lunches, take a shower, and go to bed so my day can start over in less than 8 hours. I have so many ideas that shoot across my mind each day, but I don’t always have the time to bring life to them.

I’ve read that writers should write in the mornings. You should know, if you don’t already, that I’m NOT a morning person. I will convince myself in the mornings that there is no one else in the entire world awake, and therefore, I should not be awake either. Nevermind that hubs is already at work. I am very good at ignoring that fact. 🙂

So, write at night, you say. The thing is, I’m not really a night person either. I’m tired at night, and I want to sleep!

You may be assuming at this point that I fill my evenings with television, games, or reading, but if you are, you’d be wrong. I rarely watch t.v. I have one show that I’m keeping up with right now, and I have to record it just to see it every week. I’m not much of a gamer, and I do all of my reading during my 1 hour commute to and from work.

I’m really just. that. busy.

And tired.

So I’m reaching out to y’all (that’s southern for you guys) for inspiration.

What do you do to motivate yourself? What plans have you made or goals have you set to make sure you achieve your dreams? How do you get inspired?

You should know – just because it may be humorous to those of you who know me – I’m multitasking at the moment, and I may or may not be blogging in an apron. But it’s okay. I’m southern.

I had just woken up to the rolling thunder and the snap of a tree branch outside when the phone rang. I rolled over and glanced at the clock beside my bed. It was 3 minutes after midnight.

I know where this prompt is going because it is part of what I’m writing, but where would you take it?

  • Who is the “I” in this prompt?
  • Who was calling?
  • Why was someone calling at midnight?
  • What happened next?

The couple sat silently on the bus. The man nodded off from time to time, jerking his head up just as he loses consciousness. The woman sitting close beside him stares out the small window looking wistfully at the old brick buildings they pass.

  • Where is this couple headed?
  • What are they doing?
  • Where have they been?
  • Why is the man sleeping?
  • What is the woman looking for?
  • What does the woman see next?
  • What is she thinking?

What do you create when you read this scene?

What part of speech is more?

You know as in “I love you more.” “No, honey, I love you more.”

This was a conversation at my house this week. No, we don’t participate in such nonsense as the example conversation above, but we did discuss “more” as a part of speech. So what is it?

It is a comparative adjective.

Think back to grade school when you learned words, such as:

  • Strong, Stronger, Strongest
  • Big, Bigger, Biggest
  • Pretty, Prettier, Prettiest

Do you remember this lesson? Vaguely, maybe? Well, another part of that lesson probably included those words that aren’t quite as easy to change. So instead of adding an -er or an -est, you had to add the words more or most. Think “more talkative.”

Ok, so hopefully, you have conjured up some semblance of a memory of this lesson. More is a comparative adjective because it is used, much like -er, to compare two things.

Let’s put it into context.

  • Karl is more patient than Ethan.
  • The red store is more convenient than the blue store.
  • Math is more complicated than English.  🙂

So there you have it. Next time you are asked, you will know what part of speech more is…because surely these things come up in conversation every day.

Word of the Week:  More

Word to the Wise:  “They [ordinances of the Lord] are more precious than gold, than much pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the comb.”  Psalm 19:10

Disclaimer: If you still cannot remember learning about comparative adjectives in school, I can forgive you…only because I have no idea what an integer is. However,in the name of full disclosure, I am slightly disappointed that you cannot recall such a riveting subject as comparative adjectives.

The Lost Voice

December 19, 2010

Ever been at a loss for words? If you are talkative, you probably found that unusual. Other people always seem at a loss for words. Personally, I find myself somewhere in the middle. If you ask my friends and family, they will tell you I can talk incessantly, but I also have a quiet side. If you ask someone I just met, they will probably tell you I am a woman of few words. Why the difference? As I explained to my cousin this week, I am not good at small talk. I want to skip the “getting to know you” conversations and dive right into “what’s your favorite cookie?” conversations. I will figure out your life history over time. I don’t need to hear it the first time we meet.

I am at a loss for words today. After a busy day and little thought about the blog, I came home to stare at my prescripted ideas (perfect for nights like this), hoping to glean something to use tonight. I was inspired by none of them.

So I leave you today with only these questions: what leaves us at a loss for words? How can we find our words again? And who is saved from or harmed by our silence?

Word of the Week: Silence

Word to the Wise: “A man of knowledge uses words with restraint, and a man of understanding is even-tempered. Even a fool is thought wise if he keeps silent, and discerning if he holds his tongue.”  Proverbs 17:27-28

Disclaimer: I promise to be more creative or share something a little more meaningful next week. I apologize for any inconvenience this week’s blog may have caused.