I love Mondays. I truly do. It’s the one day of the week where I know I get to sleep in, if I choose to or get up early. Taking a walk around the neighborhood is always a good way to clear my head and plot more ways for world domination. There’s the usual assortment of laundry and household chores to do and of course blogging. What I really want to do is…
Runaway from home.
Post up in a posh hotel with my laptop, order room service and write until I can write no more. Now that’s world domination at it’s finest. Oh and I would do this on a Monday so I could sleep in.
What? You thought there hot guys and chocolate involved? All in good time.
Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires.
I could go into the origins of National Coffee Day, but who cares? All I know is coffee is a lovely, steamy part of my morning and when I miss my daily cup, I really, really miss it. It’s not the caffeine rush, no. It’s the ritual of the thing. I know I’m starting my day when I get that hot cup of java.
There’s something about coffee that kicks off a day on the right note. And if you’re reading this now, here are some deals that you need to pick up on!
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I have a favorite poem by Robert Frost and when I need to make a decision I sometimes go back and re-read it. For me at least, its a reminder of the things that you could come across if you choose not to follow a crowd, to travel the road not usually taken and find so many amazing things along the way. I find myself at that place in my life where the road splits and this time I’m not sure if I want to go off on my own. Sometimes it’s just easier to follow the crowd and hang out just outside the group watching. You can always retrace your steps if you want find that spot where the road diverged and walk again to your own beat. But I find myself asking is it worth it?
To buck the powers that be and embrace your uniqueness can be a lonely endeavor. A rewarding one but a lonely one none the less. After all who walks with you to share the joy in your discoveries. It takes a strong individual to walk to their own design but eventually even strength wanes. So I sit down now before my computer screen and read this poem aloud. Sitting back to take in the words and what they mean to me. I have stacks of papers on my desk that I need to look at. Books to write. A living to embrace. So I sit and think and hope the road I choose is the right one.
The Road Not Taken
By Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
This month I’ll be releasing a contemporary romance titled, Hidden Justice.
A story of a man searching for the other half of a collection of paintings worth millions given away by his ancestor three hundred years ago. And a woman with a collection she only knows as being passed down through the women in her family.
It’s said that phobias can be passed down through DNA, well their attraction may have been passed down through the ancestors in the paintings.
But the paintings hold more than a field of sunflowers.
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Sincerely, Cora Blu
As a writer, I consider myself to be an outliner. I will complete a detailed storyline as well as a short character study for everyone who makes an appearance in one my stories. (Yes, I know who they took to prom.) I’ve even added a software writing program to my bullet-pointed checklist of what happens when.
I should be the exact opposite of the pantser. Those who write as the words come to them and churn out a first draft.
But I don’t think we are all that different. Before the outline and before the furious typing, there was the idea.
We knew how it began and we knew how it ended. It was only getting from A to B that separated us.
And in my humble opinion, either we relied more on our quick wit or our detailed storyboard to get us there. However, we used both used elements of both whether or not we admitted it.
For me, I saw this in my latest work where I had spent several weeks coming up with an outline only to find that that special moment between hero and heroine was something that wasn’t written in my outline. It was something that I had to discover while writing the story. So for the next few chapters, I found myself in full pantser mode as an aspect to my hero’s personality came to life that I had never imagined.
I let myself listen to a character and forgot my outline.
Scary? Yes, but isn’t that what this world is supposed to be about? Those things that challenge us?
So for the pantser out there, challenge yourself to an outline.
And for those drawn to bullet points, don’t be afraid to let your characters take you off course!
Well this is one of those times where I don’t know what to write about. Internet has finally been restored. (Thank God. I felt so disconnected) Most of the kids are back in school. We’ve got one more to get into a school at the end of the month and then I’ll be kid free during the day.
Hmm, we bought a house. And as I’ve started exploring my new surroundings crossing the street has gotten a little more daunting. My cane has been my American Express card—never leave home without it. I like that there are two coney islands within walking distance, two Tim Horton’s and a Mickey D’s. There are other places to explore, I just haven’t made it there yet.
In the midst of all this I’m writing. It feels so good to write again. I have characters, dialogue and a sorta plot. Actually I’m thinking of combining the two WIPs I started into one. It just makes more sense to me. Of course that means the names will change, but the premise won’t. Yeah. That’s exactly what I’ll do.
So my friends, I’ll catch on the flip side. Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires.
A couple of days ago, I did a post on my personal blog outlining my confessions as a blogger in general. That got me to thinking about my niche as a romance author. There are a ton of juicy confessions there to be had.
I got to work right away on this bright idea of mine and here’s what I came up with.
1. I put on makeup before I write. It’s a transformation thing for me. In the mornings, I’m ushering off three children to school and a husband to work. I’m a minivan mom, dropping off at two school, hitting the farmer’s market and/or the local Walgreen’s for the daily shopping. When I get home, I have to make a transition from “mom” to “geek grrl romance writer extraordinaire aka the sultry scribe”. It’s like Clark Kent running into the phone booth. Also, coffee helps.
2. Most of my leading men are based on my current “crushes”. That’s right world. Even a married mom of three can get all gushy over an attractive man. I try to change one or two physical attributes of these lovely gentlemen so folks don’t think I’m a fan-girling psycho.
3. Romance writing is hard. (waaahh! Like math! Just kidding.)You’ve got to make the readers feel what the characters are feeling. This means long hours at work, finding the right word to convey the exact right message that will touch…you….right….there.
4. Music can be a muse, but I do not usually write my love (sex) scenes while listening to music. I find it too distracting and getting too involved in the music pulls me away from the narrative and the emotions of the characters. Now, when I go over the scene for the second (or third….or fourth) time, then starry eyed romantic music can help me put the icing on the cake.
5. A good editor is your best friend. I’m sure you’ve heard this a dozen times from as many authors, but a good editor is indispensable. The tougher the better and one that has read extensively in both the area of romance and other genres. By tough, I don’t mean insulting or cruel, but sharp eyed enough to see that you’ve used the word “that” over a dozen times on the page or that Johnny’s tattoos have changed position on his body, or my favorite: more details in this sex scene.
There you go. Some of the confessions of a romance author. They’re not as juicy as you might have thought, I suppose, but I save all the juicy stuff for the books. Well, most of it.
Thanks for reading!
And HEY! If you’re romance author, why don’t you list your confessions and link back?