F-Bombs Away! With special guest Dionne Lister
And here are more questions to answer
Plus a bit about conferences instead we’ll chat about Triberr.com
Special Shout Out:
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I think we can both speak to these questions:
6. Does your own writing ever make you laugh or cry?
7. What made you fall in love with writing?
8. How do you feel while you are writing?
9. What other authors do you admire?
10. Do you listen to music when you write?
11. If you were not an author what would you be?
12. What are your other interests and what do you like to do when you’re not writing?
13. What are the last five books you have read?
The Immortal Life of Henreitta Lacks by Rebecca Skloorr, Build Your Writer’s Platform, by Teresa Le Yung Ryan (who is here at the SF Writer’s Conference) Own Your Niche by Stephanie Chandler (who we interviewed last week, and who is at this conference as well). The Hanging in the Hotel, by Simon Brett and Another Quiet American, Brett Dakin (about Laos). I also write up what I’ve been reading on my web site.
14. What do you get out of mentoring emerging writers?
15. What do you sacrifice to write?
We discussed this – sleep and TV
16. What is the most demeaning thing that has been said about you as a writer?
17. What do you consider your biggest failure?
18. What do you find to be the most challenging thing about writing?
19. What is your schedule when writing?
20. (The holy grail) What do you think makes a good story?
Word of the week:
verb (used with object), de·fen·es·trat·ed, de·fen·es·trat·ing.
to throw (a person or thing) out of a window.
throw through or out of the window; “The rebels stormed the palace and defenestrated the President”
WordNet® 3.0, © 2006 by Princeton University.
Bring out Your Dead
To Die, To Sleep.
Twas the dawn of a new day,
When all the world awoke but one.
With the creep of sunlight it marked decay,
The decision wasn’t hers to die, to sleep.
Twas four times death marked its spot.
The world stopped to wonder what that achieved.
She became the lone soldier they forgot.
When will the world lay down to die, to sleep?
Twas the chance to feel Deaths touch.
The human soul is not Gods’ to reap.
No-one daren’t say “In God we Trust”.
Avenge her death when I go to die, to sleep.
Twas a time when goodbye is not enough.
And the world sighed as her soul went to leave.
Such a little world that could hold so much love.
Her only escape from pain was to die, to sleep.
Twas when time went on as if all were forgotten.
When pain turns to remembrance as it reaches its peak,
For she has now become the Chosen
The pain that was attempts to die, to sleep.
Writer’s Block: When your imaginary friends won’t talk to you.
Write about writer’s block. Believe it or not, when you are really stuck in your work, try writing: I am really stuck, over and over. Or try writing non-stop for ten minutes. The act alone can help you break through.
Scott Fletcher, Kevin Mcleod and Dano Songs.
Tweep Nation, Justin Bogdanovitch.
Where to find us:
Dionne Lister: http:/dionnelister.wordpress.com @DionneLister
Catharine: http://www.yourbookstartshere.com @cbramkamp
Damien: http://www.newbiewriters.com @newbiewriters