This is all about my latest WIP and how it starts with capturing a reader’s attention. People today have such a short attention span, a writer has to work hard to get their attention and retain it. SO, my current WIP, a Christmas story, begins with a problem. A big one and an emotional one to boot. Do you like books that start with trouble? I think that having conflict from the first page is really good. It catches the readers attention, it keeps them reading, and it is oftentimes fun to write. I didn’t always think that way though.
On reducing stuffitis: “Immaculate and modest living are the planes on which we can rise over our established life and its temporary existence.” KIM SMITH It has been quite a while since I posted about my lifestyle reboot. It’s because it has been put on hold for some time. First, winter prevented my getting much done, and then my hubby’s illness took front stage. But that desire to turn this bird (that I call life) around has recently begun to plague me once again. Why, you ask? Well, it’s simple really. A basic minimum of belongings is freeing. I once
“You don’t start out writing good stuff. You start out writing crap and thinking it’s good stuff, and then gradually you get better at it. That’s why I say one of the most valuable traits is persistence.” — Octavia Butler Criticism – even the most innocent kind can be something that will crush the spirit of a tender individual, someone not strong in their self-esteem. Please be kind to one another. There is no greater gift than that of being kind and generous and good to each other as humans. Hey, we are all we got, right?
You can find part five of The Whiteboard here http://wp.me/p3VxaG-1QS So, here is the sixth part or installment of our strange tale. The Whiteboard is about a woman whose dry erase board at her job suddenly starts issuing someone’s opinion and becomes the object of their interest with her as the recipient. Today we find out what happens next. ©The Whiteboard Part Six by Kim Smith The writer didn’t put out new whiteboard writing at all on Thursday. By the time Anne got ready to leave work, she had convinced herself it was just a silly office game someone was playing