The Guts of Writing

"I watched as he slowly stood, never breaking focus with me. Tears rolled down my face, the warm salty mixture pouring into my mouth. The taste made me feel weak. Made me feel vulnerable. I couldn’t let it show. If there was one thing I had learned, it was to never show weakness to a killer. They feed on weakness; they strive for it. I stiffened my body and sat up straight. He laughed with a bitter edge that sent shivers running down my back. I had never heard this laugh before. I wanted a warm laugh that would fill the room with music. I yearned for my ears to dance to that laugh. But it never came and I knew it never would. I wouldn’t be alive. My eyes were heavy as they struggled to bring this scene to life."

Writing has been a little slow lately, seeing as spring tends to be my busiest season. I write every chance I get. I have a really broad outline of where my story is going, but the in betweens is what I am really struggling with. As the weather warms up, though, I can sit outside and write. The fresh air helps me think much better. Something about being cramped up in my room just doesn't help me write. It's too similar to the cramped room of a good old fashion torture chamber. And though you'd think it'd help me write, I prefer not to feel like a victim while I let my creativity flow into my book.

On the side of my blog, I have added a poll that you can take to decide the name of the next character in my book. Coming up with names for character's is not exactly my strong suit, so maybe having other people decide will save me some time.

I have started a new book called Shutter Island by Dennis Lahane. Yes, I know that it is a horror movie and surprisingly I have not seen it yet. I have enjoyed the first 30 pages of it and hopefully it will give me some inspiration for my book. The more books and movies I watch, the more horrific ideas I get for my book, which means I am able to write more. 

I've watched some pretty good horror movies in my time and if you ever need a movie, don't hesitate to ask me. Just don't come crying back to me when you can't take the heat of my perfect horror selection. Or better yet wait until I finish my book and read that. I can guarantee more blood than Carrie had dumped on her at prom.

I am really happy about the comments I have gotten concerning my blog. Many people have told me they are excited to read my book, which means a lot to me. Maybe I'll never be a published author, but I think having the support of my friends and family is just as good.