Archive | May 2015

Defining Your Dream

You can’t achieve your dreams if you haven’t identified them–really identified them.

At last Saturday’s GSRWA meeting we closed our eyes and thought about what our writing dream is.  Deeper than perhaps being a NYT best-selling author.  What would that status really mean to you?  That your name is known?  Is is money, fame?

My dream is to allow the ordinary woman (write what you know is common advice) to realize she is special in some way, that she is unique, she matters and can make a difference.  This means creating identifiable, approachable characters; getting their emotions and struggles on the page, and into readers’ hearts and minds.  Not easy, but meaningful to me.

I love reading cozy mysteries where the heroine solves the crime or the mystery using her own skills and knowledge, however humble.  I can’t identify with a heroine who carries a badge, was homecoming queen,  has a PhD, or supernatural powers.  I want my readers to know that they don’t need external validation or special gifts, but can use their hard-won abilities and courage to solve life’s problems.

But I love romance in a story, too, so why does my heroine need a man?  His help and support mean that she can start experiencing and rolling with life knowing someone has her back, is in her corner.  Being independent has kept her separated and sealed off, unable to really participate in life.  She needs to break out, not break up.  Opening herself lets in so much more, but to open she needs to trust.  Love to me is that man who has your back and cares that you achieve your dreams.

What Have We Learned This Week?

The week started out with euphoria. I had an article accepted for publication, my husband received heart-warming news in the mail, and we celebrated his 40th birthday.

But the same day most of this happened also brought each of us devastating news that struck at the heart of deep fears.  Why does it seem that so often such joy comes with a conjoined twin of anguish?

My stories combine romance and mystery, and my characters face equally conflicting emotions. By writing about them I find strength, and through my experiences I hope my writing gains authenticity.

Mystery brings angst and anxiety–who did it?   Is someone after me?  What do they want?  Why?  Romance can also send the heart soaring to heaven, and dash it to hell in the next heart beat.  Mystery and romance are genres I love, and combining them feels right.

By  the end of the week everything worked out well, but I know I, at least, regret that I panicked to the point of physical illness.

What did we learn this week?  Breathe, exhale, wait.

That and, I can’t take three classes at the same time, at least not when one of them requires learning and using new software every week.

Breathe…