Storyteller. That’s all.
Puny humans, let's start again.
Should he have brought a gift? Scott stood at the bottom of the stairwell, wishing he had a smoke. It had been twelve years since his last one, and twenty since his pack-a-day habit, and lord, some cravings ought to stay gone.
Outlining Stories, Campfire Style
Let’s jump right into today’s topic: outlining novels. This is arguably one of the first steps taken when you’re preparing to finally write that best seller. It’s also one of the most controversial — which is why we’re going to ignore the debates about pantsing versus plotting and talk about campfire writing.
Action Scenes? Cool Story, Bro.
Let’s talk about action scenes. These are pivotal moments in your story that you’ve been building up to with carefully curated pacing… time to make it or break it. Entrance your reader, or lose them forever. You’re about to define your story right now.
Candace narrowed her eyes at her little brother. “Kit, be quiet. We’re supposed to go to bed.” Kit, four years younger and infinitely more obnoxious at only seven, peeked over his quilt at her. It was hard to see him in the nighttime shadows of their bedroom.
Small Town Summer Food
Summer food? Yeah, I know what you mean. Look, Montana gets cold. I mean, tongue-stuck-to-the-flagpole cold. So you get used to soups, and stews. Potatoes, onions, carrots, biscuits, warm-your-toes, warm-your-soul, comforting, calorie-filled, dripping grease, your-momma-spent-a-long-time-on-this, so-sit-down-and-eat, food.
- Second Place in Mother's Day Confessions Challenge
The Birthday ChickenSecond Place in Mother's Day Confessions Challenge
Dear Mom, we’ve now come upon another Mother’s Day. Let’s do something differently this year, okay? They say confession is good for the soul. There’s been books written on the subjects, religions based on this principle. I don’t know how true this is, but I want to try. Honestly, I have to. I can’t go on like this forever.