How Do You Prepare for Writing?

I’m happy. It’s Sunday and I’m on a writing date with my friend. We are committed to writing and the process of writing. Today I’m setting up a few blogs so that I can focus on other writing projects and my friend is working on the other side of writing, the technical side of things; like formatting her books and getting them prepared for a new writing program because she has changed from a laptop to a Mac. I’m living vicariously through her at the moment. I still like my laptop but know that I will transition to a Mac soon.

It takes time to set up programs and resources just the way you like to for the pure ease of practically. I can spend hours on setting up spreadsheets for character development and go down the rabbit hole of research for my characters. But now that I have set up my templates I don’t have to create them again. Hours of tinkering can go by but it never feels like work at all. That’s the beauty of my creative life, it may seem like work to some people but for me, it’s necessary work and joyful work to maintain my creative life. Take my writing room for example:

My room is set up like an office, but with unique features like there are vision boards all over the walls, jars of pens and highlighters on window sills and stacks of books next to my desk and on the floor by a book shelve that is half empty because I’ve pulled the books I like to have close to me that are now on the floor. Sounds rational to me, and to some people, it may look like a bit of a mess but for me, it’s my creative space and it’s perfect the way it is. Until I can’t find a book or a notebook that I need and it’s buried under a stack of other books. Then I’ll I spend an hour moving books around on shelves and then I find hidden treasures that I forgot about; like one notebook with some story ideas that I had months prior and wrote to myself, ‘will come back to this at some point’. Voila! The story has summed me once again by re-organizing my creative space. I love how creativity is able to gently poke at you to remind you to get to work.

Preparing for your writing is important. I try to have a plan of what I will be working on and it feels great when I cross off the list that one goal for my writing session. I plan on spending time with my character development later on today and I’m happy that I spent the time to set up the spreadsheets so each time I work on character development there are no other distractions.

How do you prepare for your writing sessions? Do you have spreadsheets for character development or do you use a writing program like Scrivener? Do you have stacks of research books in your writing space or notebooks waiting to be re-discovered? Have you found any hidden treasures lately?

Until Next Time, Keep On Typing. . . .


A New Year ~ A New Story

How close is to close? What do you do with a life experience that seems to be shaping a story? I am working on a possible short story but could be a novella, it is from life experience, but not my own. I actually hadn’t thought of this situation for a very long time and one afternoon while meditating a small conversation between two people started to occur. Then all of a sudden I had two characters sharing their life story with me. Their stories were very familiar to me and I realized that I was drawing on an experience I once heard from third and fourth parties and never thought anything else about it.

As the story unfolds each time I am on the page I hear a voice that whispers this maybe to close for comfort. I wouldn’t want to cross any lines or jeopardize a friendship. I asked myself if I should continue with writing this story and the next time I started to work on the story a change occurred. Creativity has taken over and the original thought of the plot has shifted into another story and I am witnessing the thriller/mystery theme coming through onto the page. I seem to have this itch to write on the dark side lately and I have stepped aside to go with the flow.

With this story, I have taken the time to sit down and write about the characters; who they are, what they look like, traits that make them unique, where they came from, and right down to their favourite foods (because many conversations happen at the dinner table in this story). I am invested in this story now and I want to see where it goes. I have two other stories that I feel this strongly about and I must give them as much attention as this new story. It’s a struggle at times with so many great ideas and not enough time to spend with the characters and developing the story.

So my initial question was how close is to close? I guess I have answered my own question with a series of events. I gained this story idea by being close to people and tucking the details of the past in my creative files within my memory and now it’s ready to be let go and what better way is to get it down on the page.

The conversation that started all of this:

Father: Have you seen your mother?
Son #1 I think she’s out walking the dog. (Dog’s name will replace, the dog, I haven’t figured out the dog’s name yet.)
Father: Yes.
Son #1: Dad, don’t worry.
Father: Mmmm, hmmm.
The father moves from the kitchen table slowly. He was worried. 

You can see where a little mystery/thriller can be hinted in this conversation. I had to ask, ‘where is the mother’ ‘why are they asking where she is?’ ‘why are you worried?’ I asked the father and little hints have been whispered to me each time I sit down to the page. Oh, how I love the creative process.

I need a little help with one detail for now. Any suggestions on the dogs’ name? The dog is older, very loyal to the wife, never leaves her side. My vision is a rottweiler or german shepherd, but I also envision an older jack russell or hound breed.  What dog do you feel describes these ideas?

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing . . . .

It’s a New Year!

Happy New Year! Here we are in 2018, and I wonder what will this fresh new year bring? I am open to the endless possibilities, the possibilities and situations I am to embrace to move forward with my intentions of living the best life I can. I am standing aside so that creativity is in control and it’s not a control in a bad way, it’s more of a way of life. I’ve seen and lived a creative life and I can not undo what I’ve seen, what I’ve felt, what I know. I am trusting the universe and creativity to guide me this year. Yes, I understand that I have a part in all of this as well and it’s the follow through to move forward.

The Universe will match whatever vibration you put out. And you can’t fool The Universe. ~ Jen Sincero

Many times in my life I have walked through the doors of opportunity without question and I have ended up living, visiting and seeing some pretty amazing places, meeting amazing people and witnessing such beauty that not even a photograph can capture the peace and love I felt in that moment.

This New Year one of my intentions is to go places in my own backyard that I haven’t been and really experience the experience. I’m tired of moving along like I’m on a moving sidewalk like some drone trying to get through the day. As the basic idea of Law of Attraction, I am going to focus on that which makes me feel good and I will find that what makes me feel good. What makes me feel good? Writing stories. Sharing stories. Helping people share their stories. Everything that makes me feel good revolves around words and putting those words down on a page to tell a story that will hopefully help other people want to share their stories. I’ve known this all my life and though my intentions are great, I need to put some work into my soapbox heartfelt statement and get to work.

What are your goals and intentions for the New Year? Do you set New Year’s intentions? What makes you feel good? Are you ready for a fresh new year? I know I am.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing . . . .



Merry Christmas & A Happy New Year

It’s Christmas time and it feels a bit rushed this year. Preparing my manuscript for my deadline on December 19th, ( and successfully reached – hurrah!) was a bit of a manic time for me. I was very aware that all my attention was on the writing. I wasn’t sleeping well, I would wake up in the middle of the night thinking about how I should be writing but I was also aware that I needed my rest because I was still getting up and going to my full-time job at the hotel life. I did take a few extra days off from work which I am so grateful for, I have so much support and my level of gratitude is overflowing.

Now while I wait to hear back from my editor I will be working on another project that I’m eager to get back too. I have many goals with my writing and the only way to accomplish them is to get started and to keep moving forward. I’m excited to write new stories and finish up the ones that have whispered in my ear wanting to be heard. I’m ready! Are you?

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing . . . .


Merry Christmas!



Deadlines and Everything In-Between

Ten days and counting. Ten days to submit my manuscript to my editor to keep on track with my goals. To self-publish my first book. I’ve said it out loud and now it is happening. Yet, here I am now working on my manuscript, while I’m typing this blog I’m also in-between making breakfast cookies for the week. I did work on my manuscript for most of the day but I took a break later in the afternoon and I thought I would get back to it sometime tonight, but my mind is not on the work at the moment. There are times where I could blink my eyes or twinkle my nose and the vision I have for my book is complete. Then I remember I’m not in TV land and Samantha Stephens is not here to work her magic. Darn!

I’m still with creativity. I’m reading Jacqui Nelson’s latest book, The Calling Birds, a historical romance filled love, promise, laughter and great advise by Grandpa Gus. Here is a little taste of Birdie and Jack’s world:

Many years have passed since Bernadette Bellamy fled the Cariboo Gold Rush and her reputation as the sister of a French-Canadian gang of thieves. Armed with only an honest talent for sewing and a willingness to lead a solitary life on the run, she stays one step ahead of everyone seeking her brothers’ last—and now lost—heist. Until a craving to settle down makes her reinvent herself as Birdie Bell, a dress shop owner. The arrival of an old foe combined with her desire to hold onto her treasure trove of fabrics has Birdie joining a wagonload of brides bound for a remote town.

After losing his leg and his wife, Jack Peregrine buries his pain under a mountain-high pile of work. He only agrees to sign up for a mail-order bride to save the town of Noelle, keep his freighting business, and care for his absentminded grandfather. But Jack’s request for a sturdy bride who won’t crumble under his burdens brings him a woman as tiny as she is troubled. Can two mismatched people band together to become the perfect match?

One of my favorite lines that captured me from the start:

Lives had ended. Memories had faded.

My curiosity was tickled and I have laughed out loud and turn the pages eagerly to find out what happens to Jack and Birdie. I hope you to do too, see more about the Calling Birds here.

The creative life is not always about sitting down to write. The creative life is engaging with creativity, with other writers and reading as much as you can. The more you read the more you dive deeper into your own craft. When you spend time with other creative minds and writers, the ideas flow and stories are written. How I love the creative process.

Now, back to the page. I have 2500 words to cut from my manuscript and at the moment my virtual red pen seems to be drying up. Any advice on how to slash some words from your manuscript?

Until next time, keep on typing. . .

Decisions Are Not Up for Negotiation

Since my little run-in with the car and my dreams calling out to me to Wake Up! I have been feeling a shift. A shift of emotions, thoughts, decisions. I am a spiritual being and I have felt shifts like these before. Sometimes they are quick and painless, and sometimes they seem longer than need to be and the life lesson is in my face day after day until I throw up my hands and say ‘okay universe you take over!’

Decisions are not up for negotiation. ~ Jen Sincero

When I made the decision to look for an editor to work on my memoir that was the gateway to my true self and the universe to work together to get this decision enroute. There is no stopping this thought, this one thing that I’ve wanted to do since I can remember. In the past I was stuck. What stopped me? I could write a hundred things and events in my life, but I won’t go there because that was then and this is now.

The old you, the one who has not yet decided to kick-ass, is in the past. Stay present and do not, even for a second, look backward or entertain any ideas of straying from your decisions. Think of the new you. ~ Jenn Sincero

I emailed a woman who put me in touch with two editors. One got back to me right away and is eager to work with me. (Thank you) The second editor got back to me weeks later, we emailed back and forth as I wanted to see what she had to say and the second editor was the one who triggered that fear in me that I wanted to walk away from writing altogether. I haven’t heard back from this editor on their thoughts of my sample chapters and that’s okay because the editor that I’m going to be working with is the one who was chosen for me by serendipitous events and my gut says this is a good partnership. My editor and I have set a deadline to send her my updated manuscript and that’s that. I am not backing down, there will be no creative U-Turns, the ego can take a seat in the corner for a very long time. The new me, the true self is standing up tall and moving forward!

Now back to the manuscript, I have 16 days until the deadline.

Until next time, keep on typing….

What Does a Writer Do on Vacation?

Road trips are one of my favorite ways to travel. My husband and I have been on many road trip adventures over the years and as a young girl, my family would take to the open road on our family vacations. We would visit my Grandparents in Ontario. We drove from Nova Scotia and we would take two days to travel, my father would drive through the US, sometimes it was quicker, but for me it was about seeing new sights, stay in different hotels and explore new neighborhoods. I didn’t know it then, but I was being given an education of life on the road, and I loved it!

There is something about sitting in a car or bus traveling long distances to get to a destination that stirs up my imagination. What else does one do when in a car for long periods of time but think of stories that take you away to another world. My road trip adventures as a child were way before the smartphone or built-in iPads to preoccupy my brain while parents sit silently up front. The things that kept me busy were a stack of books that I would devour as the miles passed by. My imagination was on overload when I put my headphones on to my yellow Sony Walkman where Joey Joe sang, Please don’t go Girl, over and over again because I wanted to be that girl the New Kids on the Block sang about. I use to daydream that I was the girl he spotted in the crowd, pulled me on stage, kissed me and we fell in love. I was a hopeless romantic at a very early age.

I won’t lie, over the years as I would drive alone on my own adventures, (I was maybe 17 or 18) I would daydream up more adventures with other celebrities. I use to play out a reunion of St. Elmo’s Fire cast as the daughter of Kevin and Leslie who now was attending Georgetown University. I would carry these ideas into my late twenties but with different characters and situations.

This vacation was with my husband and my in-laws. We travel very well together. This road trip involved a ferry from Vancouver Island to Port Angeles then making our way to Seaside, Oregon. After the hour and a half ferry ride, it was about a five and half hour drive to Seaside. The trip was lovely, the fall colors of deep reds and light yellows were making an appearance on sporadic trees. Once we made it close to the Ocean, I felt a sense of calmness and was happy to be back in the Pacific North West.

What day-dreams tickled my imagination? I have been reading Stephen King’s, 11/22/63 and not to give the book away, my thoughts were on time travel. As we drove through sections of clouds, creativity sparked up with some interesting ideas. Ideas that I let sit idle for a few days. I have another project that I am working on and didn’t want to start something else, but sometimes creativity takes over and you go with the flow.

Each day in Seaside we would go on daily adventures to Cannon Beach, Tillamook and other national parks to see the lush rain-forest areas. With every new adventure my imagination was turned on and I took notes on ideas, phrases or comments a possible character was sharing with me. I was very aware.

What did I learn on this road trip? It was more like a very nice reminder that my imagination is never turned off. I’m very content to sit in the car and daydream, I’m comfortable with sitting idle because the imagination needs room to explore and the story needs time to develop. For this I am grateful.

Until Next Time, Keep on Typing. . . .