A DREAM – A STORY – A JOURNEY
It’s so comforting to feel the familiarity of my routines as I get ready to start working on a manuscript. Each piece of my process feels like wrapping myself in a favorite blanket and the excitement builds each step of the way. Last week I did nearly everything I needed to in order to start... Continue Reading →
It is a very interesting experience to revisit a past writing project. As I began work on MS:T this week, I was confronted with how much life experience had changed me from who I was when I began the manuscript to who I am now. This isn’t a bad thing, though it might sound that... Continue Reading →
A few years ago I heard about this idea of picking a word for the year to lean into and explore. I’ve picked a word the last several years and I’ve loved what each one has taught me. This year, I’m really excited to do the same and I love the word I’ve chosen. Now,... Continue Reading →
Last week I started the work of revising MS:SB. I had already cleared my plot board and knew I really wanted to utilize it during this revision. As I dug into the manuscript and began evaluating my chapters, I made notes as I had before on small pieces of paper. I wrote one for each... Continue Reading →
Last week, I really struggled with process. So much of me wants to do this revision differently, to create a process where my approach is wide-angled in view and scope. I want to know at the outset that what I'm doing will be different and more effective than what I’ve done before. But every time... Continue Reading →
The definition of progress does not, to my surprise, include backward movement. The definition of progress is to make forward momentum and movement toward a goal. In my mind, ESPECIALLY when applied to the pursuit of writing, progress is defined as forward AND backward movement. Do we not write 50,000 words to chop and hack... Continue Reading →
It's such a funny thing, to know something and then for it to happen when you're not thinking of it. I'm re-reading SB for the revisions it needs, and as I was reading a paragraph, I was struck by how much I wasn't seeing or hearing or smelling in this particular scene. I was describing... Continue Reading →
Nikole Breault 