Posts Tagged: what would water do
opening
I’m finished. I just completed my final edit of my novel. Is it done? Who knows. All I can say is that it’s as done as I can do. When people make movies, build buildings, birth babies, or cook for
self-reflection
I didn’t know what my novel What Would Water Do was about until I finished it. Because Averil asked, and because of recent conversations with Raina and Josey, I will tell you specifically what I learned. My writing (at
self-reflection
I didn’t know what my novel What Would Water Do was about until I finished it. Because Averil asked, and because of recent conversations with Raina and Josey, I will tell you specifically what I learned. My writing (at
happy ending (last, last part of last chapter)
(static eye screen a video by B.S. Wise on Flickr) * It wasn’t until ten years after we broke up that I finally understood what an asshole my first boyfriend was. Dancing is fun. Why don’t I dance? I used
happy ending (last, last part of last chapter)
(static eye screen a video by B.S. Wise on Flickr) * It wasn’t until ten years after we broke up that I finally understood what an asshole my first boyfriend was. Dancing is fun. Why don’t I dance? I used
role-play (chapter 31, part 2)
I wish I were an actor. I think it might make me a better writer. I’d role-play my characters to get to know them better. I’d understand them viscerally, from the inside. My story is about a writer who
role-play (chapter 31, part 2)
I wish I were an actor. I think it might make me a better writer. I’d role-play my characters to get to know them better. I’d understand them viscerally, from the inside. My story is about a writer who
what a story looks like
“What does a story look like?” It’s an intriguing question, rather cryptic and zen-like, not unlike the sound of one hand clapping. If ideas were candy, this one would be a jawbreaker. Whatever your answer, it’s probably poetic, deep, and
what a story looks like
“What does a story look like?” It’s an intriguing question, rather cryptic and zen-like, not unlike the sound of one hand clapping. If ideas were candy, this one would be a jawbreaker. Whatever your answer, it’s probably poetic, deep, and
the after party
This is me, writing: Aha! Hunched over, fingers flying ticticaticatic over the keys, it’s hot in here and I’m on fire, sizzling, the epitome of a supercharged poet, burning literary rubber, Kerouac’s got nothing on me, and the words
the after party
This is me, writing: Aha! Hunched over, fingers flying ticticaticatic over the keys, it’s hot in here and I’m on fire, sizzling, the epitome of a supercharged poet, burning literary rubber, Kerouac’s got nothing on me, and the words
crying in movies (chapter 29, part 4)
After everyone has left the theater, Drew stumbles to the restroom. From her clutch, she takes out a photograph taken on her tenth birthday. Of all the birthdays, Drew remembers her tenth most vividly because of this picture and because
crying in movies (chapter 29, part 4)
After everyone has left the theater, Drew stumbles to the restroom. From her clutch, she takes out a photograph taken on her tenth birthday. Of all the birthdays, Drew remembers her tenth most vividly because of this picture and because
the stanchion (chapter 29, part 2)
I invented The Girl in the Hat and started this blog because not only was I not published, I also couldn’t persuade an agent to take me on. I wrote What Would Water Do after my first novel, Nothing
the stanchion (chapter 29, part 2)
I invented The Girl in the Hat and started this blog because not only was I not published, I also couldn’t persuade an agent to take me on. I wrote What Would Water Do after my first novel, Nothing
pool of sweat (chapter 29, part 1)
A mental list of Drew’s symptoms, in case they rush her to the emergency room: dizziness, lack of oxygen, cold sweat, nausea, and a trembling numbness in her hands and legs, but she’ll have to write it down because
pool of sweat (chapter 29, part 1)
A mental list of Drew’s symptoms, in case they rush her to the emergency room: dizziness, lack of oxygen, cold sweat, nausea, and a trembling numbness in her hands and legs, but she’ll have to write it down because
there’s a leak somewhere (chapter 28)
For those who have not been following along, this is chapter 28 of my novel, What Would Water Do, which was inspired by the birth of my second daughter and Kate Chopin’s Awakening, a story about a woman torn between
there’s a leak somewhere (chapter 28)
For those who have not been following along, this is chapter 28 of my novel, What Would Water Do, which was inspired by the birth of my second daughter and Kate Chopin’s Awakening, a story about a woman torn between
more than enough (chapter 27, part 2)
I must confess, I have stolen many things in my lifetime: mostly books or little things I thought no one would notice, sometimes because I really wanted the object but other times because I wanted to keep a little bit
more than enough (chapter 27, part 2)
I must confess, I have stolen many things in my lifetime: mostly books or little things I thought no one would notice, sometimes because I really wanted the object but other times because I wanted to keep a little bit
he needs me (chapter 27, part 1)
It was Isabelle’s turn in writing group this week. She brought the final scene of her epic Greek erotic adventure in which all the characters come together for a final glorious orgy in the underworld, the penultimate happy ending. But
he needs me (chapter 27, part 1)
It was Isabelle’s turn in writing group this week. She brought the final scene of her epic Greek erotic adventure in which all the characters come together for a final glorious orgy in the underworld, the penultimate happy ending. But
yes (chapter 26, part 2)
When Lang opens the bedroom door, Eleanor is asleep with a smile on her face. Eleanor’s face with a man and a smile. Lang stands there gripping the doorknob, registering the small details that construct a larger impression:
yes (chapter 26, part 2)
When Lang opens the bedroom door, Eleanor is asleep with a smile on her face. Eleanor’s face with a man and a smile. Lang stands there gripping the doorknob, registering the small details that construct a larger impression:
hide and seek (chapter 26, part 1)
* It was the quietest part of the night, when even the insects had succumbed to silence. The long black silk robe Eleanor wore brushed each step as she descended the grand curving staircase toward the front door. Robin watched
hide and seek (chapter 26, part 1)
* It was the quietest part of the night, when even the insects had succumbed to silence. The long black silk robe Eleanor wore brushed each step as she descended the grand curving staircase toward the front door. Robin watched
swimming in light (chapter 24)
This is the 24th chapter of What Would Water Do, a novel. To begin at the start, click here. * Mae meets Drew at the front door and pulls her down the hall to the living room where the painting
swimming in light (chapter 24)
This is the 24th chapter of What Would Water Do, a novel. To begin at the start, click here. * Mae meets Drew at the front door and pulls her down the hall to the living room where the painting
know it all (chapter 23, part 3)
* They turn left on Esplanade Avenue. Behind a high wall, through a patio thick with banana trees and yellow blossoms he ushers her into the little iron door and up the stairs to the room where the lady sits
know it all (chapter 23, part 3)
* They turn left on Esplanade Avenue. Behind a high wall, through a patio thick with banana trees and yellow blossoms he ushers her into the little iron door and up the stairs to the room where the lady sits
girl in the hat 