Scene Titles-The Muse was Right

Yet another reason I’m glad I decided to jump into HTTS even though I’m still working on my revision.

Way back when I finished creating my new scenes in preparation for the block revision I ended up with unwieldy titles like FO-19 OM 39a/b and OM 148/151 or FO-1a OM 27. These were indispensable for locating the parts of the first draft that needed rearranging, but not so great to look at.

Can I have names? Please?

I have a very polite muse and he knows to ask nicely. I have enough Sturm and Drang in my life. Writing must remain my sanctuary.

“Of course you may.” I said, “But no dithering. Give me your best names quick, or I’ll assign boring ones.”

Scenes titles bubbled up like fizz in a freshly poured beer, and an hour or so later I had a list of scenes that looked like they could tell a story.

From this lesson I found out that I what I was doing straight from my gut was, in fact, doing it right! I’ll have to learn to trust my instincts more often.

As for scene titles, they were often given to me by the main character, whose snarky sense of irony is a mirror of my own. Sometimes my love for double meanings came along for the ride.

And, since this is MY blog, I’ll take the liberty of listing them all:

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The Sky Loved the Sea

The Serpent’s Coils

Jack Daniels

He’s Just a Boy

A Gathering Storm

Causality

Stuart’s Shadow

Sapphire Eyes

Broken Wings

Instrument Failure

Get me Out of Here

Punch Buggy Blue

A Bad Dream?

Play your Music, Man

The Price for Sight

Emerald Green

Smoking Kills

Plan B and Tears

Requiem of Rain

Rescue

I am Real

Overcome

Unarmed

One Way Ticket

Welcome to LA

Remember Be Here Now

Don’t Stop Dreaming

A Message

She met Libra

The Dreamless Son

Gallery Reunion

What the Hell?

“She’s With Me”

No Place Like Home

New Strings

A Silver Thread

Dream Dancer’s Son

A Warning

Fish Tacos and Coronas

Into his Breath…

Danny

A Bad Trip

The Key of Sea

Escape

Staying Apart

Vows

Till Breath do us Part

Libra Returns

Draw Him In

Breathplay

Toujours

To the Night

One Soul per Person, Please

The Pool

X Marks the Spot

Mortal

Tears and Rain

Oxygen

The Beach House

Turn off the Switch

The Sea Loved the Sky (reprise)

The Shadow Stopped

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I’ll let my readers guess which ones qualify as candy bar scenes, and which ones inserted themselves as I was writing…er, revising.

Project Proliferation

The inside of my brain looks something like this.

Nothing is sadder than an abandoned blog, and here it is summer and I have no posts. I aim to remedy that problem. I’m going to open the windows to let in the fresh air, fluff up the pillows and chill some iced tea in the fridge. Maybe even entertain some visitors!

My projects have multiplied, again, and, though I consider myself to be an organized person, it has become nearly impossible to keep track of anything,

But if I were to try and list them I would start with the block revision of Tempest’s Serenade, still my highest priority and most difficult endeavor. I’m proud to say I’m almost halfway through this monumental task, but not nearly as confident about the outcome. But lack of confidence is normal for me. I plod forward anyway.

Alongside this I’ve been doing a lot of critiquing, as well as following along in the Holly Lisle ‘How to Think Sideways’ course. The course involves beginning and starting a new project so I’ll hold off on that until I finish my revision, although I can see how reading the material has already had a positive effect on my writing.

Amidst all this, another story idea has come crashing down on me. This time I’ve become enamored of the characters, and can’t stop thinking of them. So naturally I’m writing all this down as it comes to me, in no particular order, searching for good way to tell the story. Having written a few stories helps so much in this regard. I know what questions I need to ask to find the story more quickly. I’ll give no more details than that. This is my super secret, super fun project no one knows about yet.

Lastly, I’ve discovered a brand new writing toy called ‘750words.’ It’s a web site, secure of course, where one can write the morning words recommended to loosen up the writing muscles. I’ve only done it for two days now, but I’ve forgotten how much I missed just writing like a madwoman, about everything and anything, which usually ends up being stories though. I feel as if the shackles have been broken from the tiger that is my imagination.

In the impossible to get to pile lie my Nanowrimo adventures for 2010 and 2009, as well as the first draft of my fantasy novel ‘A Bridge of Light.’ A short story that I loved but decided was too naive and needs reworking, and a project for my writing group that would be good for getting critiques are also neglected.

All of this is however no excuse for missing my weekly outing to my blog. I hope I can spend some more time here, and get used to what it feels like to post words.