Point of Decision

My ‘organic’ telling of Blue Is Not the Sky will soon reach a point of decision.

I have (remarkably) stuck to my guns and not plotted out my newest project beyond its opening scenes. Slow and steady I’m taking Blue and loving the results. However, the opening scenes will soon be complete and a decision as to this story’s length will have to be made.

Will this story be a quickie (15k words) or will Blue linger on my pen for 50k?

*sighs*

Decisions are dastardly things.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

In Search of the Story Spring

Very rarely a writer stumbles upon a freshwater spring. Tucked deep into the woods of Known, the tinkling song of Unknown is heard.

Approach these extraordinary waters on tiptoe, my friends. Such story-springs dry up at the first heavy hand.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

Post-Note: Blue Is Not the Sky , my current novel-on-the-make, has been just such a surprise. I find myself shying away from its newness. 

First Born

Do I dare say it’s working? Or will I jinx the entire thing?

Having meticulously constructed two starkly different characters… having researched my brain numb over an exotic, contemporary setting… and then having dropped said characters into said setting and simply let them be, 1,100 scandalously marvelous words have been born to my new novel, Blue Is Not the Sky.

So, is the organic thing working?

I grin and dare not say.

Until tomorrow or Thursday (possible travel day on Wednesday, depending on the weather)…

Chloe