A Fresh Start

It’s been a while since I blogged in earnest, so I’m starting my blog again.

I contemplated what I should post. My life is kind of yawn-inducing. I thought about writing about writing, but I didn’t just want another “how to” blog.

I thought about my deep dive into mystery novels.

During the height of the pandemic, mystery novels took over all of my reading. I read classics, contemporary, cozies, police procedurals, and private detectives. I read middle grade, YA, and adult books, and I’m still reading . . . 

Why mysteries? I’m writing mysteries, so I wanted to know more about how writers approach their stories. But, I think there is something else as well; I think the allure of reading mysteries is the innate need we have to believe that justice will prevail, intellect reveals the truth, and persistence will pay off.

This is why I’m going to start with blog posts covering a book, author, or series.

Instead of a traditional book review, I’m going to cover two elements of the work.

  1. I will share what I liked about the book (without spoilers) from the reader’s perspective. What makes the book compelling? Twisty plots, compelling characters, enticing settings, humor, heart-pounding passages, romance . . .
  2. I will analyze the craft. From the writer’s perspective, I’ll share what the writer does well to make the story work.

I learn a great deal from everything I read. Obviously, some books are better than others; I have books and series I read again and again, but even if a book isn’t perfect (does one exist?), there’s always something to gain by reading, thinking, and writing about books.

Stay tuned for Murder, She Writes!

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On Writing, 7 July 19

From Little Summit on Mount Constitution

Every now and then, I reflect on why I write, what I love about writing, and what is true for me now.

Here’s what I’m thinking today . . .

I crave order, and I find order by working on a project. Sometimes writing doesn’t feel like the process has any order.

My happily ever after endings are never perfect but always satisfying.

New ideas glimmer like promises on the water’s surface, but upon closer inspection, most of them lack depth.

Depth can be created.

Layers infuse while revising. I liken this experience to a complex and beautiful garden or a really great meal. All the senses work together and the journey finds a trail and satisfying destination.

Shifting

This is the time of year I love most (even if my allergies disagree).

A bald eagle in a tree near the North Valley Overlook on Turtleback Mountain

The birdsong and frog song, the succession of blooming plants, the longer days, and the shifts between sunshine and rain.

I’m finishing up a project that I’ll be sad to leave. I love the characters, the setting, the story. I’m sure I’ll be doing future revisions and edits, shifting and changing, but for now, I’m going to move onto the next big thing.

These moments of shifting can feel good. “Hey, I finished a book!”

Yet, I can also feel unsure.

The possibility awaits: wonderful and scary; exciting and daunting; a dash forward and a long pause. All those contrasts hit me, freeze me.

I’m back to the act of creating again. The pen to the notebook–

shifting.