How Do You Say Goal, Motivation, And Conflict?

I don’t normally like to review things, particularly if it won’t be a very good review, but I’m really disappointed in the prequel for the successful Game of Thrones series that ran for years. The major characters are not sympathetic. The only character that I thought was heroic suddenly went to the dark side, and then the characters were abruptly aged ten years from one episode to the next.

Apparently, whoever write the script didn’t read the chapters on character development and goal, motivation, and conflict.

Though I very much looked forward to this new series, I will not waste any more of my time on it.

Buzz, Buzz Like A Bee.

Having a busy week. I almost forgot to make my weekly post, but I’m on it now. Here goes. I’ve been able to write every day for the past week and, so far, this week. It’s amazing how much quicker a story goes when you have time to work on it. I have high hopes that I can finish it in October and maybe get it out by the end of the year.

‘Tis The Season For Air Conditioning

Funny thing. I’m over the midpoint of my work in progress, and I’ve run into a problem I haven’t encountered before. About half of the book takes place during the Christmas season, though it isn’t a Christmas book as such. As most everybody knows, even if you don’t live in Alabama, the weather outside has been frightful and not in the Christmassy way. It has been hotter than normal for even north Alabama, and it has been quite a chore trying to write about chilly December when it’s so hot outside. I will prevail.

Cover On The Cover Or Not?

I remember what I meant to write about last week. My question is, what do you think about book covers with a bulked up, bare-chested hero on them? I figure even if the story idea is tantalizing, I’d much rather read the description than have it shoved right in my face, and it may mean that the story is short on description.

It’s sort of the same way I feel about half-naked heroines on the cover. Enough is enough. I think showing a little bit of skin as a tease is far better than having everything in your face right from the git-go.

Feel free to provide your opinions.

The Downfall of Voicemail

I’m sure somebody is likely to notice that I’m a little late posting today. It’s not that I forgot. At least, not in the traditional sense. I had been mulling over a particularly interesting topic to talk about over the weekend, and for some odd reason it exited my brain today, and I have been trying to conjure it up again. I will confess that as a sufferer of Attention Deficit Disorder, it isn’t hard for me to forget things. Should have written it down.

In the meantime, I’ve been busy juggling phone calls and trying to get other people to call me back. Many years ago, pre-motherhood, I was a telephone secretary; I worked at a telephone answering service, something I think should come back again. It is so frustrating to call a company expecting service, only to be presented with the dreaded voice mail. It’s bad enough when you are given a number of options, none of which quite seems to cover the problem or issue you want to talk about. What is worse, or maybe not, is the cheerful, “Please leave a message and we will get right back to you.” Maybe I’m wrong, but right back, means pretty quick, like a few minutes. Even an hour would be acceptable, but when the day is over, and someone still hasn’t returned your call, that is not.

It seems to me a switchboard operator with a working knowledge of the business’s services, could not only answer right away, but direct the call to the proper person. Yet, it’s cheaper to continue with the dreaded voice mail. Hasn’t anybody noticed that people who don’t get called back often go elsewhere?

And that’s probably exactly where they should go.

Watch Out!

Just for the record, I did pass 100 pages when I said I would, in spite of having several appointments, and having people come over to do various inspections on my house. In fact, yesterday, I reached 124 pages. I will confess that I normally aim for 7-10 pages a day, but recently, with all the interruptions, I haven’t reached even 7 pages a day. A couple of times I did six. I’m hoping now that I don’t seem to have any appointments or other things that could interrupt my mornings, I might actually get closer to my usual goal.

Some of you might know, that my comments sometimes show up on my website (bonniegardner.com). I have a darling friend who puts them there for me. I have been nagging her to show me how to do that. And I now know how to actually get into the site, and maybe in a short amount of time, it will become an actual blog. Time will tell.

Heat And Writing Do Not Mix

Seems I claimed that I would have finally made it past 100 pages last week. Well, I did. Sort of. I typed page 100 yesterday. Seems to me that life and emergencies and all that jazz always intrudes. At least, I got there, even if it didn’t happen quite as soon as I’d hoped it would.

As much as writing is an inside task, the hot weather has sucked all the energy and maybe inspiration out of me. However, I will press on. I like the characters in this book and now that it’s finally coming together, maybe it won’t feel like waiting to give birth as the story progresses.

Back To School

I don’t know if it’s the same where you are, but today my granddaughters went back to school. Yup, book bags and new shoes and everything. Of course, I expect fall cold fronts and falling leaves, but we are having heat indices of over 100. Still as a mom, I understand the logic of having the kids back in school. First and foremost, it’s too hot for them to play outside and so they just hang around inside saying they’re bored. As a former teacher, I understand the school system’s desire to want to finish the semester before the Christmas holidays. With semester exams coming about three weeks after the vacation ends, I spent the entire time reviewing what would be on the tests, not teaching new material because everybody knows that you absolutely cannot be bothered with studying during the holidays and when it comes to testing, you have complete amnesia. Maybe in another ten or twenty years, we’ll get used to school starting the first week of August but for now, it really seems too soon.

Ta-Da!

I think I might actually have a book here. Just finished the first three chapters, and I’m pretty happy with the beginning. Usually, once I get through three chapters the rest comes much more easily.