Writing Prompt… #ASMSG #ACFW #WRITINGPROMPT

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I must confess. There are very few shows my wife watches that I find myself getting into. But she finally found one that for some strange reason has held my attention, and that is Downton Abbey. Maybe it’s the time period, or the behind the scene lives of the servants, or maybe it’s just the changes the characters experience in the world around them. Either way, despite a few plots that have been repeated, I enjoy the show.

So that got me thinking, what if I was a guest at Downton Abbey. What would I wear? Would I be invited to socialize in the drawing room or shown to my quaters that would be tucked down at the end of some dark hall.

So think about that for a moment. What if you were a guest at the castle above? But not just a guest, an unwanted guest…?

Five Reasons I hate Your HERO… #ACFW #AMWRITING #ASMSG

Nothing irritates me more than when and I get about 100 pages into a novel and realize I literally hate the hero. It happens, and I’ve seen it happen dozens of times. The author will start off great, pull me right in, have me hooked, and then BAMM!!! Everything changes and the main protagonist does something that just leaves me laughing. So, today I made a list of the things that make me HATE a HERO… Now understand- In all cases there are exceptions to these rules. John McClane and Jack Bauer break just about every rule- But hey, I’m a guy and they are special.

THEY ARE NEVER TESTED-

One of the things that drive me crazy about a hero is that they are never truly tested. To many times I read something where the hero gets into a pretty ugly situation and finds his way out to easy. Getting chased, or into fight, even getting shot is not being tested. I want to see him put through the ringer. I want to see him pushed emotionally and have his way of life just completely stomped out.

NOTHING LIKEABLE

I hate unlikeable characters. I get it, he’s a tough dude. He’s got an edge. He wants to come off as a jerk. That’s fine. But give him a quality that makes me care about why I’m reading his story. If there isn’t anything to like about him within the first fifty pages, wait, the first twenty pages I’m not going to bother going on.

TO MUCH PAST

Boo hoo, he had a bad childhood. Heck, I had a bad childhood. But I don’t sit around and whine about it all day long. In fact, I don’t even talk about it. I don’t flash back to those bad nights when mommy and daddy were fighting in the living room (Oops, I just did). Having a bad life or past is relevant. But having pages upon pages of revisiting what happened is just annoying. Say it, wrap it up, and move on…

TO RELIGIOUS-

Wait! Did I just say that? A deeply religious person. That’s right. Nothing is more cheap then a Hero being motivated by his faith, philosophies, or political ideas. Unless it’s post-apocalyptic or  Mr. Smith Goes to Washington I really don’t want to hear it. Those are parts of a characters life that may motivate him, yes, but I need to know what else is driving him. There has to be a little more to him otherwise he’s just an image on a page with no layer. Remember Shrek? “Give me layers.” 

THEY ARE A CLONE-

Is it James Bond, Indiana Jones, Han Solo, STOP IT!!! Don’t give me a clone copy of someone else. If you come to me and your pitch is – It’s Han Solo in an Amish Zombie book I’m going to laugh. (Wait! That would be pretty cool) My point is- Don’t just clone your hero. Sure those are great characters, and you can use them as a foundation to build your own, but go further… Add something, develop them more…

Now- I’ll admit it. I’m not an expert on writing. No one really is. But I am a reader, and take my advice or leave it. Doesn’t bother me one bit. At the end of the day these are the things that annoy me. That’s all…

Happy Writing everyone, and happy reading.

Five Reasons I love to Write #ACFW #AMWRITING #ASMSG

Why do you love to write…?

Someone once asked me that question… Now I need to be honest; it wasn’t a question I had ever considered before. Writing is simply something I have always done. Kind of like breathing, it’s just natural and automatic. But I think that’s a question every writer should ask themselves. Why do you love to write…? Why do you spend countless hours working on a scene that may never see the light of day or earn you a dime? What’s the reason for all your efforts? 

I have been telling stories since I was real young. I was a closet writer in high school, writing sci-fi short stories that were mostly set in the Star Wars universe. (Yeah- I was that cool) But I never showed them to anyone. Maybe it was a lack of confidence or the fact that I wasn’t very good in school and I was embarrassed by my poor grammar. Regardless, I have always loved telling stories.

You see, in high school I lived within the pages of stories. They weren’t words on a page to me, they were more than that. They were characters I loved.  They became close friends to me. You know? The ones you only know for a moment in life. You may never see them again, but the impact they leave is forever priceless.

I had desire to know who they were and what they were doing next. I wanted to know the conflicts that impacted their lives because I knew that it would impact mine as well. You see, to me there is nothing better (Outside of my times with God and Family of course) then cracking open a book, and getting lost. Because when you’re lost in the pages it feels safe, it feels right, and it feels free. So when I think about it I realize there are hundreds of reasons “Why I write.” But for the sake of time I picked only five.

I Love Stories:

As I said earlier, I love getting lost in the pages. I love seeing a world begin or end right in front of me. You see I have one goal when I write. I don’t want to write mere words on a page. I don’t want to pen a bunch of quotes that wow folks. The reason is simple. If people see the prose, then they see the words. Words distract, words show weakness, and words tell the story. My goal is pull the reader into a story where they see, feel, hear, taste, smell everything that is going on in story. I want them to ignore the words and never notice they are there. Because I believe, like me, others open a book to get lost in a story.

It’s a way to express my feelings and views:

Sometimes the only way we as writers can express our feelings is through what we type on the page. Within the lines we plant our pain, our love, our loss, and our thoughts. Some think that this is some lame attempt to manipulate a reader into agreeing with us. Some even accuse us of jumping on a soap box and preaching our worldview. Seriously, get over it. We write, we express, we move on.

I love getting lost in a world:

This goes along with number one in a sense, but it is much different. I remember the first time I ever read the Hobbit, the Lord of the Rings, visited Narnia or got lost and found in The Wheel of Time. Finding yourself lost in a world is one of the greatest gifts a writer can give a reader. Because for a fraction of time, you’ve left everything behind.

I love exploring the “what if…?”

Is there anything better than asking what if…? We’ve all done it. Heck, we do it in our lives. What if I had married this person? Or what if I had gone to school here? What if I hadn’t gotten fired or shot that guy…? Okay, maybe not that extensive but we’ve done it. It’s human nature. That’s one of the great things about writing, we get to take characters and ask those very questions.

I want to see people moved…   

I think one of the last reasons I enjoy writing is I get to see people moved. Think back to that book you’ve read recently, the one that touched you and made you want to turn back to the beginning and just start over. That’s what I want people to feel when I write. There are some books that just seem to have a special touch to them. No matter how many times you sweat over the pages they never seem to lose that magical touch. The words always feel as though they are fresh.

Now I could think of a thousand more reason why I enjoy writing, but in the end it all comes down to one thing. I simply love to tell stories.

I’m a NaNoWriMo failure

WOW!!! It has been a while since I have said anything. Not that I don’t have something of value to offer, it’s simply life has been busy. My son turned one, work picked up, and… Well let’s just the holidays are busy around here, but I’m back, with a new schedule and lots of things to discuss.

Before moving on let me just say this- I’m ready to admit it. After two years of trying, I have come to realize, that I am a NaNoWriMo failure. That’s right. For two years straight I have failed at writing 50,000 words in the month of November.

It’s not that I want to fail, it’s just something that seems to happen. Last year my excuse was: “I have a newborn with colic.” Most everyone seemed to accept that as golden. This year it was: “Man it’s tough to write with a toddler.” And it’s true, it is tough to write with a toddler. But those are just excuses. The truth is- I’m just not a NaNoWriMo writer. And you know what- That’s okay.

I have discovered that when it comes to writing there is no one way. You either find a way that works for you, or you don’t. Some succeed in one approach while others find a whole new direction. The point- Never give up, never look back, and do what is comfortable for you.

Every year I read blogs from folks that are discouraged by the fact that they can’t succeed at NaNoWriMo. For some reason (despite how much they plan in advance) they always managed to hit a brick wall. Well for two years straight I have not only hit that wall, but slammed right into it.

Now don’t get me wrong. I did manage to write twenty three out of the thrity days. And I did hit close to 17,000 words on my WIP. So it wasn’t all a waste. But I would rather focus on my way, vs the NaNoWriMo way. Why- Because it’s just not for me.

Now, moving on… I’m very excited about 2014. I have lots of short stories I worked on in 2013 that I feel are ready to go out. I haven’t sent them to beta readers yet and my wife hasn’t had a pass at them either, but they are there and finished. I think I’m looking at putting about four of them out. So hopefully I can get them all published by October sometime. Well that’s all I got- It’s freezing cold here in Edmond Oklahoma so if your in the same boat I in- Stay safe, stay wram…

J.J.

Living within the Pages -Neil Gaiman’s “The Ocean at the End of the Lane”

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A good book can have me hooked by page twenty, great ones get me on page one, but a brilliant book is one that makes me want to live within the pages. That’s all I can say about Neil Gaiman’s “The Ocean at the End of the Lane.”

I think in order for one to fully appreciate this book for all that it is worth, you must be a mature adult. One that is not ashamed or afraid to look back on his or her childhood and say “I miss some things.” I think that’s what made me enjoy this one in nearly one sitting. It brought back those thoughts of a time when life was once simple… It’s not a long book by any means, but not a short one as well… It’s just one of those stories where you turn the last page and realize – “I won’t find another one this good for sometime.”

Full of beauty, love, and indeed pure sadness. The story revolves around a middle-aged man, visiting his hometown for a funeral, recalling a time from when he is seven years old. The memories flood back as he sits reminiscing at the edge of a small pond on the farm of his childhood friend Lettie Hempstock. The memories begin innocent enough, of the man as a quiet boy who preferred to spend his time reading by himself, but turn much darker and sinister as the boy is introduced to death by an Opal Miner who is boarding with his family in Sussex England. This leads to the boy meeting Lettie Hemptsock, and learning that she is not simply a little girl growing up on a farm down the lane.

I highly recommend this little book. I only wish I could take the time to create a list of all the quotes that made me pause, back up, and re-read the line just to enjoy the beauty of a master story-teller. To sum it up you’ll find some of my favorites below…

“I lived in books more than I lived anywhere else.”

“I lay on the bed and lost myself in stories. I liked that. Books were safer than other people anyway.”

“I saw the world I had walked since my birth and I understood how fragile it was, that the reality was a thin layer of icing on a great dark birthday cake writhing with grubs and nightmares and hunger.”

“I make art, sometimes I make true art, and sometimes it fills the empty places in my life. Some of them. Not all.”

“I liked myths.  They weren’t adult stories and they weren’t children’s stories.  They were better than that.  They just were.”