Saturday evening from The Cottage of Blog
Anybody ever go out sheep herding? Strange question to post to writers. But, that's the beauty of writing. No matter what you do, how often you do or don't do it, how many hobbies you may or may not have, your activities are never wasted. You can always stick them in a story somewhere.
Heh. The neat thing about dogs is you can do all kinds of things with them. Couch potato, lap dog, friend, companion, obedience, agility, flyball, tracking, backpacking, therapy work for the infirmed and elderly, I think we've done almost all of those activities at one time or other. (thought I've never done tracking or flyball) All my collies have past their herding instinct tests. I'm very proud of them.
Fight scenes. I moaned and groaned about fight scenes yesterday. I'm working on mine. This may be my last scene before I put all the end chapters together.
Then, you might say, after working on this masterpiece for five (count 'em) five years, maybe more, I've finished my final draft and it's done? Wrong! The whole last section had to be rewritten. That means I have to revise and polish THAT! Does this ever stop?
No. I know you're right. It never stops. No matter how many books you get published.
Regarding those infamous fight scenes. I'm in the middle of one and have the visualization plastered in my head. It is NOT coming out right. A professional fighting woman I ain't. However my friend Bruce (you've heard of him, right?) recommended Louis L'Amour. He used to be a professional boxer and was prolific in writing westerns. I read one of his stories today and when I was finished i felt like I'd been hit with a right,then a left, had my arm twisted and then was bodily thrown over some guy's head. The man can really describe not only fights but fabulous descriptions of mountains, mesas, desert, horses. Oh wow. A new author hero. How neat. Wonder how his sex scenes are?
Speaking of reading, I read a 2003 Linda Winstadt Jones "Wilder Days." Your unknown baby (15 years old?) love lost and regained story--lots of forced intimacy and the sparks really flew. Good for her. And she had a great twist at the end. Never saw it coming.
Didn't write much today. Maybe a sentence or two before deciding I needed to read some good fights.
So this is my writing assignment for the day. I went and brought bran for Socks and took another look at the barn and hayloft. Have decided I probably will stick closer to home in my next novel. I will NOT be going back to Romania again, even if it is just virtually. I can get my heroes and heroines in just as much trouble here as abroad.
Tomorrow I go pick up a collie with some friends. No this collie will not be for me.
We'll be going down near Turkey Run State Park.
Happy reading, writing and revising.
Annie collie. (I actually have a collie named Annie)
posted by Unknown at 9:36 PM
2 Comments:
Pat: I love reading about your dogs. My little Sheltie is our joy. At 7 months old, he's starting to lose his 'puppy' look and turn into a big boy now. the 'rough' is starting to fill in and his chest is starting to expand. Just wanted to share!
:-)
Cindy
p.s. I love your blog, and the pictures.
Turkey Run State Park????
That's sorta near me.
Kewl.....
:-)
Cindy
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