Category Archives: Writing
When characters revolt
Posted by doggonedmysteries
What do you do when your characters pull a coup? In one of my books, they seem to be doing just that. I can’t get my protagonist on board with my ideas. The antagonist has gone willy-nilly into the background and the whole story line has gone to the dogs. Yes, to the dogs. It seems that they want to be the real stars in book four. No, there isn’t an excerpt to read. It’s not ready for that. It may never be ready for that.
Book four is an idea, one that I add to occasionally. I won’t get around to writing it until after I finish books one through three. However, even in idea form the characters are not cooperating. Book four has become a repository for scenes that don’t work in the other books. It might stay locked in a file under the title of The Big Book of Unused Scenes, or it may be the book where the dogs take center stage and the other characters blend into the background.
In any case, it’s where most of the brilliant but overdone doggy scenes I cut from the other books go when they don’t work.
Posted in Dog related, Misc, My books, Writer, Writing
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MIL update, Gavin, and miscellaneous thoughts
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Dear Hubby’s mother has come down with a cold but she’s still working hard in her daily PT. The feisty old gal is quite resolute about getting out of the Rehab Hospital. It’s been a little over a month since her fall and she is showing no lack of determination. Dear Hubby is there every day while she does her PT, which I think is a great help in motivating her.
Gavin’s ear looks good and he’s been enjoying daily romps with Patty. Although, now when she gets a bit nippy around his ears she does get a scolding. You can practically see her roll her eyes at you. “Geez, I can’t grab his ears and you yell at me for dragging him around by his collar. What’s a girl to do?” The no collar rule stems from having to buy Gavin new ones too many times after she’d chewed through them (while they were still on his neck.)
We had a gray drizzly day today but it was warm. In between sprinkles, I did some clean up work on the pond. I won’t be able to do the major work until spring is in full blast.
Posted in Dog related, Misc, my garden, Writer, Writing
Tags: Author, Beads, Bones, books, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Coffee, comedy, Craft of writing, Crafts, Dead, Disability, Dog humor, Doggoned, Dogs, Family, Fiction, Fish, Gardening, Gardens, Home, Humor, Koi, Life, Love, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Novel writing, Pet humor, Pets, Pond, Rescue Dogs, Writer, Writing
March, an amazing month
Posted by doggonedmysteries
A few days ago, we had snow on the ground and today the mercury hit seventy degrees. I love the capriciousness of March. It’s the Yin and Yang month of the year. Winter and spring battle for four weeks. We root for spring to win since by March we’ve had enough of winter.
Tomorrow spring will rule for most of the day but winter will make a raid on our evening. We will wonder if spring will rally in the next few days. My budding gardens say yes. Grass is slowly showing signs of life. Faster would nice so I don’t have dogs tracking in mud.
The Koi are hungry they beg for food now, and our frogs are beginning to creep out of the pond to hunt, more signs that spring will soon win the battle.
It won’t be long and I’ll be digging in sun warmed soil planting flowers and vegetables. By my back door, my chives are starting to peek through the mulch in their pot. The mint and lavender will soon follow suit.
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Who is the ghost who did my writing?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’m not talking about hiring a ghost writer. I’m talking about reading your manuscript and wondering where in the world did that (paragraph, page, chapter…whatever) come from?
You’ve rolled along on your writing for days, and then you hit a bump that made you stop. You decide to go back and read over what you’ve written. Strange sentences jump out at you. It seems that someone else took over your keyboard and did the typing for you. Your characters are clumsy, their dialogue is stilted, the scenery has lost its luster, and everything that you thought was brilliant looks dull.
Do you stop and fix it? Sometimes if it’s bad enough, you might. Otherwise, it might be better to mark the spots where things took a downhill plunge to fix up later, and push on.
What do I do? I hit the ‘text highlight color’ and highlight everything that is weak. This way I can go back later and easily spot the areas I need to fix. When do I fix them? I fix them on those days where I am having trouble moving forward in the book. I find that if I go back and do my corrections I can often find the insight in my characters or their motivations that I need to continue.
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Out of my mind, back in five minutes
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Do you ever have those days where you’d like to hang a sign on your door telling people to go away? I do. Not because I’m mad at people, but because I need to keep my butt installed in my chair and write. I’ve tried the ‘writer at work, do not disturb sign’ and most people think it means everyone else but them.
Worse than neighbors and friends is Dear Hubby. I could hang the damned sign around my neck, add blinking lights, large arrows pointing to it, put obvious (neon orange) earplugs in my ears, and he will still insist on disturbing me. It is difficult enough to sit down and write when I have two dogs bugging me every five minutes to go out, but they’re dogs and they live in the now. What part is it about ‘I’m working’ that the man can’t understand?
Dinner is in the oven, the dogs have been out several times, DH is up for a nap, I’m on a roll…, and, and, and the phone is ringing. Dang, time to hang up the sign.
Out of my mind!
Back in five minutes…
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Using your dog’s behaviors in training
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I’ve said before that Gavin was a real handful when we got him at the age of eight weeks. I wasn’t kidding in the least. Mr. Dominate was a nipper, jumper, and hated the word no. He was not a dog for the faint of heart. But then, no Bull Terrier is.
He would jump at me and nip my clothes leaving me with quite the holey wardrobe. I finally hit on a way to funnel his love for jumping into a trick he’d enjoy and would save me buying all new clothing. I bought a Hula-hoop and began to teach him to jump through it when I said ‘hoop’ and would reward him with a treat. He learned it quickly and loved the attention his new trick brought to him. He enjoyed it so much he forgot about nipping.
We’d invite Cleo the standard poodle who lives across the street over to our yard for play dates. We didn’t have a second dog at the time. He taught her how to jump hoops. I had to buy a second Hula-hoop so they didn’t clang into each other trying to jump through the same hoop at the same time. It looked like a circus act.
After Patty arrived, he showed her the ropes and now she does good hoop jumps. Maybe we should take the act on the road…
Posted in Dog related, My blog, Writer, Writing
Tags: Author, Bones, books, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Coffee, comedy, Craft of writing, Dead, Disability, Dog humor, Doggoned, Dogs, Family, Fiction, Home, Humor, Life, Love, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Novel writing, Pet humor, Pets, Rescue Dogs, Writer
Spring fever
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I do wish that spring would stop teasing us and stay for more than a day or two. It was almost balmy here for a day and now there’s snow predicted for the next two. It’s just wrong.
My daffodils, crocus, and hyacinths are beginning to poke their little green heads up through the mulch. It makes me oh so ready for the weather to warm, the flowers bloom, to open the windows and let the fresh air in. I yearn for my magnolia tree to bloom and for the scent to drift into the house.
I look forward to days warm enough for me to clean up the yard and gardens and to nights where I can sit by the pond and relax in the moonlight. I want to listen to the waterfall and fountains, the bullfrogs and crickets, the horn of a passing train in the distance.
I’m tired of hearing the furnace running, the radiator pipes cracking and popping, breathing stale air, and feeling shut in. I’m sick of ice, snow, sleet, and cold.
Posted in My blog, my garden, Writer, Writing
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My neighbors think I’m crazy—writing dialogue
Posted by doggonedmysteries
When the weather is warm, I can’t resist the impulse to be outside in the yard. I take my Alphasmart and settle into my favorite chair under the magnolia tree. I will merrily type away for hours and wave at a passing neighbor or two. Sounds good doesn’t it.
It works well, unless I’m in the process of writing dialogue when someone walks by. Then they see me talking to myself. At which point they are almost certainly thinking that I’m a crazy lady. What I’m doing is acting out the parts and yes, it looks and sounds crazy. However, it works for me. The last thing I want is for my characters to sound stilted and unnatural.
Dear Hubby prefers that I write dialogue outside in the nice weather. I do tend to drive him up a wall all winter long with my characters’ recitations. I tell him it’s just as bad for me when he talks to the TV while I’m writing so we’re even on that score.
Posted in My blog, My books, Writer, Writing
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Characters, where do they come from?
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Writers are often asked where their characters come from. I find that my characters come from many places. Some of them are fusions of people I know and others are complete inventions.
I have one character that frequently appears in my writing. She’s a combination of my maternal grandmother, a couple of aunts, a few neighbors, and the odd friend or two. She’s a real hoot. However, she will never be a main character. I don’t know why but she prefers to remain in the background. On several occasions, I’ve tried pushing her into the limelight only to have her beat a hasty retreat. She does make a great background character though so I’ve learned to let her do her own thing. I’ll leave you with that much, and when my books come out, you can guess which character she is.
I base my dog characters on Bull Terriers I have owned or known and that list is long. I usually pluck my bad guys from the air and my imagination. One or two began from seeing someone who fit my mental description and then imagining the worst case scenario.
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Tags: Author, Beads, Bones, books, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Coffee, comedy, Craft of writing, Crafts, Dead, Disability, Dog humor, Doggoned, Dogs, Family, Fiction, Home, Humor, Life, Love, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Novel writing, Pet humor, Pets, Rescue Dogs, Writer, Writing
Back into the swing of things
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Dear Hubby’s mother is showing marked improvement each day, much to his joy and relief. She’s a fiesty old gal. We have no idea how long Mom’s recovery will take, but she’s already getting antsy to get out of there, so I’m betting on her. She’s determined and working hard in PT.
I’ve managed to do some writing the last couple of days now that we are settling into a routine. Housekeeping chores are getting done too, they suffered during the uproar. This also means I’ll soon be back into full swing on the blog .
The pups are getting used to the ‘new’ schedule and don’t seem to mind the changes. They’ve begun to listen for DH’s truck to pull into the drive in the afternoon, and they let me know he’s home.
Posted in Dog related, Misc, My blog, Writer, Writing
Tags: Author, Beads, Bones, books, Books on writing, Bull Terriers, Care giving, Caregiver, Coffee, comedy, Craft of writing, Crafts, Dead, Disability, Dog humor, Doggoned, Dogs, Family, Fiction, Home, Humor, Life, Love, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Murder, Mysteries, Mystery, Novel writing, Pet humor, Pets, Rescue Dogs, Writer, Writing
Navigating, procrastinating, and moving forward again
Posted by doggonedmysteries
After adding the categories widget today, I spent a few hours setting up categories in hopes of making it easier for everyone to navigate my blog.
I admit it. I was procrastinating. I knew I had to write a few bad guy chapters for my book, Doggoned Dead and I was feeling a bit overwhelmed. I hadn’t had time to sit down and and write for a couple of weeks and was at a loss as to where to begin.
I decided the best thing to do was to drag out the print out I’d done a few weeks ago and reread it. This is the same one I’d taken to Borders and had marked it up with highlighters.
Eureka! By doing that I began to remember where I was when all hell broke loose here. I managed to pound out two pages of one chapter and do many of the corrections I’d marked in the manuscript.
(It also helped that Dear Hubby was off visiting his mother and the pups were snoozing together on the couch.)
I came up with an idea of another thing to do to my bad guy. Thanks to mystery writing peer, Dave I even had the right vehicle to use. The book is moving forward again.
Posted in My blog, My books, Writer, Writing
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Robert Burns 250th birthday
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Sunday marks the two hundred fiftieth birthday of Scotland’s national bard, Robert Burns. If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have “Auld Lang Syne” to sing every New Year’s Eve. How many people know all five verses of the song? I wonder what he’d think about having it in common use two hundred and fifty years after his birth. It’s an amazing feat when you think about it.
Robert Burns worked hard to revive and preserve traditional Scottish song, much of which, without him would be lost today. In our town, there are many planned festivities to honor him. Art exhibits, readings of his poetry, and several places are having Burns suppers. This features the Selkirk Grace (Burns version of a traditional dinner toast), a piper leads in the chef who carries the Haggis, immortalized in verse by Burns. All stand while his poem “Address to a Haggis” is recited. Along with the suppers, there are often Scotch tastings. It’d take a lot of Scotch tasting to coax me to eat Haggis. I’ve tried it and I don’t care for it. However, I could go for a lovely scotched egg or two.
Sometime during your Superbowl festivities on Sunday, lift a glass in honor of the man.
Posted in In memory of..., My blog, Writer, Writing
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