Monday, July 30, 2007

RECOMMENDED READING: One Step over ther Border by Stephen Bly


Popping in here for a second to tell you about a FABULOUS book I just finished.

One Step over ther Border by Stephen Bly is one of the most delightful reads I've had in a couple years. This book reminded me SO much of my upbringing when my family lived in New Mexico. We frequented rodeos, and my dad is still a cowboy. This book brought SO many fond memories of times out West.

But even without the close-to-my-heart setting, this book will live on my keeper shelf to infinity. Well...infinity of my life, or the life of my shelves that is. LOL!

The character of Hap was so unique and differently put together, I found myself talking to him out loud in portions of the book. LOL! He became SO real. I loved, loved, loved the exchange between Hap, and his friend Laramie. The way Stephen penned the adventures of these two and their quest across the West to find a woman named Jauanita made me both feel like I was traveling with them, and made me want to go back and visit.

Hap is such a quirky character, I find myself smiling at some of his antics, and many portions of dialogue (which I could "hear" in the book as I read..thanks to Bly's excellent prose) is ringing in my head. Such rich sensory details, but the dialogue drove this book in my opinion and made this character come to life. Emotive, witty writing. Simple, down-to-earth yet like nothing I've ever read before.

Bly's choice of wording throughout the entire book had me praying that I can craft stories with such unique word pictures. Some novels read the same as other novels. I tend to see the same old beats and tags over and over in fiction. Bly comes up with stuff outside the box and it really worked to make this book one of the most special I've ever read. I'll keep it as a reader. I'll keep it as an author who wants to study how to craft an unforgettable book with characters who will stand out in my mind for decades. I won't go into the plot because I don't want to spoil things for you. Seriously one of THE best books I've ever read.

I'm getting every book this author writes from now on....and hopefully I'll be able to get his older releases too because I LOVE the prose and the characterization.

Hope you pick up your copy today. You can order it off Amazon, or go to Stephen Bly's website:

http://www.blybooks.com/

Or click the title of this blog post to be taken directly to the author's website.

"Hap"py reading. :) :) :)

PS...I love this book so much, I'm going to give away a free, new copy to someone who signs my comment page here on the blog. Be sure to leave contact info in the form of an email address. (Leave spaces before and after the "@" sign so internet spiders don't phish your email addy though.)

I will draw a winner's name on Aug 15th. So sign THIS post's comment section if you're interested in receiving a free book.

That said, this book is reasonably priced and worth the money. So pick up your copy today!

Squirrel

Wednesday, July 25, 2007





MORE IGNITE IN CHICAGO






CASTING CROWNS HANGING ONSTAGE
CASTING CROWNS DRUMMER
JOHN REUBEN READING A BOOK TO CROWD-VERY FUNNY STORY
SEVENTH DAY SLUMBER GUYS BACKSTAGE
TREE 63 PLAYING
BARLOW GIRL PLAYING
REBECCA ST. JAMES LOOKING FABULOUS AND ME LOOKING TERRIBLE WITH A CONCUSSION..LOL!
DAVID CROWDER BAND

Ignite show in Chicago


VICKI BEACHING ONSTAGE & DAVID CROWDER ONSTAGE AND TALKING WITH FANS




TRUEMOTION BAND PRAYING ONSTAGE WITH THEIR DAD BEFORE THEIR SET
----

Rebecca St. James at Ignite in Chicago


BUNK BED ON MY HEAD

No, this is not some kind of rap song in the making. LOL! I seem to be the target of freakish type accidents. On the way to the Ignite festival in Chicago, a bunk bed in the semi crashed down on my head. I have spinal compression and a concussion....killer headache.

Oh, but the concert was fun after I spent the first entire day in bed. I think the most painful part of the entire thing was having to explain to my doctor how this happened to me. Eeek.

"What exactly happened to you?"

"A bunk bed fell on my head."

I get the same reaction from everyone..which consists of 4 seconds of blank stare while they process what I just said, then 3-4 confused blinks, then the facial skewing that clearly shows they wonder if they heard me right.

After this post, I'll post some pics of the show with captions.

The cool thing is the concert promoter says I can sign my books in the vendor booths once they (books) start releasing. There were 7000 people approx at the first Ignite...so that's way COOL!

Hugs,

Squirrel with a headache out of this world.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

IGNITE CHICAGO

Hey all, just want to put the word out, if you're near Chicago this weekend, I hope you can drop by this music festival. Ignite Chicago Homepage.

Saturday, July 21st 2007

Alexian Field
(Home of the Schaumburg Flyers)

1999 S. Springinsguth Road
Schaumburg, IL 60193

12:00 pm - 10:00 pm

Casting Crowns - David Crowder - Rebecca St.James
Barlow Girl - Tree 63 - Seventh Day Slumber
John Reuben - And More!!!


As you can see, they have some great, big name Christian bands, and fun stuff for the entire family.

Oh, and did I happen to mention my cutie patootie husband is going to be there running sound?

I believe this is the first year for Ignite, so let's support it!!! We want it to go on next year and the year after...etc.

Hope to see you there!

Warmly,

Cheryl

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

BACK FROM RWA

Sorry for the lack of posting, but I just returned from a writers' conference...Romance Writers of America...in Dallas, Texas.

I'm happy to report I only embarrassed myself a few times. Like when I kept shoving my key in the slot at my hotel room door and knocking for my roommate because the key wouldn't work....only to discover I had the correct room location....but the wrong floor.

EEEK. Woke the person inside. I nearly died of embarrassment.

Some guy with no shirt and disheveled hair stumbles to the door.

Annoyed look crosses his face. "I WAS trying to sleep."

And I see that it is NOT my room. I wish the floor would now swallow me up. I apologize profusely and can hear him laughing as I flee to the elevators.

I think fatigue took its toll on me or something....I'm not usually that ditzy.

Can it in the peanut gallery.

Then another time I boarded the elevator and got so busy talking that I forgot to push the button. I rode up and down the entire vertical length of the hotel (something like 29 floors) TWICE before realizing I missed my floor for the second time.

Oh, and I nearly died in a luxurious Limo. No kidding. They were cheaper than the Taxis and I think I know why. You take your life into your hands. Our driver went SO fast around curves, our tires screeched. Three of the ladies tumbled either face first to the floor, or head over bottom. The rest of us slid across the long (stretch Limo) seat, and tumbled in a heap on top of one another in the floorboard of the car. The driver would NOT slow down or turn the music down.

So picture us SCREAMING along with speakers grinding out what was supposed to be music but sounded like a horror show soundtrack because all you could really hear was the speakers vibrating precariously with the warning, **STATIC***"I'm about to blow!"***STATIC*** We asked...okay we yelled for him to turn the music down but he would NOT turn the music down. And he closed the divider window to drown out our pleas for help. Gee whiz. But later, after we made it (intact) to the Harlequin party, it became funny.

The next day, in a workshop, I was discussing this wild ride and Krista (Steeple Hill editor) said she thought she may have had the same driver because he went the wrong way TWICE down a one way street.

EEEEE.

And did you know author Lisa Jackson rode the glass elevator with her skirt hem accidentally tucked in her panty hose with her backside to the glass facing the entire hotel? She joked about it though...gotta love a gal who can laugh at herself. The rest of the conference, after Lisa told that story during her talk, you saw women in that elevator tugging and fussing with the backs of their skirts. LOL! Probably paranoid. I said we all should have tucked our skirts in our undies just to tribute her. But I think the Herbal Life people would have been severely traumatized. Or, actually, since they would have seen the "real" us...they may have tried harder to drum up business. (they all wore these pins that said, "Lose weight. Ask me how.")


I'll report more on the conference later, and post some pics such as the bullet car in question...our reckless and death-defying "Ride."

Later,

Squirl

Sunday, July 08, 2007

House TILT!

Um....I decided to declutter my house. I do this pretty often....at least every ten years or so. The thing is...I have jeans in my closet from high school. (BLUSH!) They range from size from 4...okay 5....to 22. No kidding. Well, there are a few 24's that I wore when prego, but that's beside the point. Point is, I have trouble throwing anything away. Yes, I'm a packsquirrel. Or I was. But now, I'm on a clothes-binging spree.

Reason?

I was pushmowing the lawn the other day even though we have a perfectly good riding mower. I love to push mow because I like to make straight lines in the grass and be very methodical about how I mow. My husband recently got me a push mower as a gift not because he's a heathen hinting that I've got a little too much cottage cheese goin' on beneath my skin, but because I'd been begging for a push mower. My rationale is more excercise means I can possibly get back into a size **.

Didn't think I was gonna tell ya on a public domain, did ya? Heeee!

Anyway, I was mowing up a sweat and noticed the end of the house where my closet rests is tilting. EEEK. Now, you have to understand my walk-in closet is no less than 18 feet long...has 6 doors, three huge shelves above the clothes...and four long racks. They are so full and packed so tightly that I can't get any clothes in or out. So to remedy this, I hung clothes on my treadmill, and on the two chairs in my room.

I'm not sure, but upon further investigation of the tilt, I concluded that I think the weight of my closet is cracking the foundation of our home. I'm really not kidding about this. I'm scared to tell my husband. He'll make me get rid of more clothes for sure. LOL!

Today, my grandmother (who is visiting from Oklahoma) asked me if I still had my 200 pairs of shoes. Well, I may have misunderstood...she may have just asked if I still had all my shoes and my brain probably logged it in as 200 since I don't doubt that at one time I easily had that many. LOL! She said it with a straight face too.

I casually mentioned that, no, I'd cut way down to around 20 pair now. LOL!

Hey....it's a start.

Back to the closet-excavation....

Squirrel

Saturday, July 07, 2007

WORDS NOT FOUND IN THE DICTIONARY

I received this from another writer friend. I am not sure who the original author is. Too bad because it's really cute and funny and the person deserves credit for writing it. Enjoy!

Definitions Not in Dictionary



ADULT:
A person who has stopped growing at both ends and is now growing in the middle.

BEAUTY PARLOR:
A place where women curl up and dye.

CANNIBAL:
Someone who is fed up with people.

CHICKENS:
The only animals you eat before they are born
and after they are dead.

COMMITTEE:
A body that keeps minutes and wastes hours.

DUST:
Mud with the juice squeezed out.

EGOTIST:
Someone who is usually me-deep in conversation.

HANDKERCHIEF:
Cold Storage.

INFLATION:
Cutting money in half without damaging the paper.

MOSQUITO:
An insect that makes you like flies better.

RAISIN:
Grape with a sunburn.!

SECRET:
Something you tell to one person at a time.

SKELETON:
A bunch of bones with the person scraped off.

TOOTHACHE:
The pain that drives you to extraction.

TOMORROW:
One of the greatest labor saving devices of today.

YAWN:
An honest opinion openly expressed.


WRINKLES:
Something other people have. I have character lines

Friday, July 06, 2007

Plotstorm-A Soldier's Surrender

Welcome to the Plotstorm of Book 4 in my USAF PJ (Pararescue Jumper) series, two of which are contracted by Steeple Hill publishers. Book three is currently under consideration.
 
This plotstorm will be a little different, and not as intensive, as the other ones I've done. Reason being, book 4 (originally titled Stealth Surrender) was actually written years ago, at the same time as book one. I usually cannot multitask well, but I wrote those two books simultaneously, targeting Steeple Hill's romantic suspense line. When I sold, Steeple Hill asked me to revise the books for the regular romance line rather than the suspense line, so of course I abliged.
 
Since book four was already written at that time, I decided to change up the order of the PJ books. So I wrote two other PJ's stories, aiming at the romance line. I did this out of sheer procrastnation, since it is MUCH easier for me to write a new story than to fix an old one. LOLOL!  
 
But, I've put it off long enough. So now...I have to strip the suspense out of book four. LOL!
 
I can keep some of the action, because I feel that's part of my trademark/brand as a writer (action-driven romance). I don't usually put mystery type suspense in my stories...but I did with this book. Sigh. I shoulda stuck with the high-adrenaline. LOL! Also, this story won the Mystery/Suspense/Thriller award (First Place) in the 2006 ACFW Genesis contest. LOL! But the romance is more front & center and integral to the story than the mystery, since I love romance and a happily ever after.
 
Since the mystery is pretty heavy in this book, my word count will be too low if I simply remove the mystery thread in the story. And the story will also unravel a bit. The romance is strong though, and I'll play on that.
 
This plotstorm will deal with changes in the storyline due to removal of the mystery thread throughout.
 
I won't confuse you with details of how I remove the mystery unless I get tons of requests to do so. If that happens, I'll do an entirely seperate tutorial about "Revision: targeting a different line than the story was written for" or something similar.
 
I will focus purely on the Plotstorm.
 
Camy Tang, Robin Miller (writing as Robin Carrol), and Pamela James helped me brainstorm the changes to this book.
 
(Incidentally, if you're interested in joining ACFW- American Christian Fiction Writers), now would be a great time. Lacy Williiams is heading up an online course on Brainstorming. I'm having great fun and learning tons. Go to www.acfw.com for more info. You have to be a member of ACFW in order to get the transcripts and participate, but it is well worth the money. You get so much for the price.
 
Okay, back to the plotstorm for book 4:
 
Here's how the brainstorming convos went(after coming up with a gazillion scenarios that didn't work...we thought this one would): 
 
Cheryl: I need to figure out a new relational conflict (conflict between hero and heroine that is keeping the romance from starting or continuing) since the hero and heroine aren't going to remain in captivity as long. I also need a reason to keep them both in Refuge. (Fictional town my Wings of Refuge Series is set in.)
 
Camy: What's your heroine and hero's story goal? (Note: Story goal has to be measurable and attainable by the end of the book. Has to happen within a certain amount of time. Character goal can't just be "to win the heroine's heart.")
 
Cheryl: Ummm, his goal WAS to rescue the heroine, then keep her safe throughout the book until they find out who sabatoged her Raptor. He was to drop in behind enemy lines, allowing himself to be captured by the political group that captured the heroine, so he could free her. But since that part of the story is shortening, he needs a new goal. Her goal is to garner enough flight hours to become an astronaught. That's why she became a fighter pilot in the first place. Time is running out for her though because of her age, and the war on terror and repeated overseas deployments pushed back her dream.
 
Camy: What's keeping them together? Or forcing them to stay together in the story? Something has to be there to justify both of them staying in Refuge after her rescue. 
 
Cheryl: Oh! His goal could clash with hers. Maybe they're ordered to work together by superiors for some reason.  
 
Camy: Make him sick. Maybe he gets a virus in captivity.
 
Cheryl: Can't use that. I have that in another storyline.
 
Camy: What about PTSD? Could they have that?
 
Cheryl: YES! Maybe she gets Post Traumatic Stress Disorder secondary to being shot down and captured. Only she doesn't know it. The hero recognized the symptoms and voices concern. This causes relational conflict because all she wants is back in the air, and he doesn't think she's ready. When she pushes the issue, he goes over her head, because he fears for her safety. He was her jump instructor in flight school, and she thought he was out to clip her wings even back then...15 years ago. But he saw her potential as a fighter pilot and pushed her harder because he wanted to see what she was made of and make her the best soldier possible. There's still some residual feelings of the heroine that since she's a female in combat, she has a chip on her shoulder. Part of her epiphany is learning that a lot of times people aren't judging her or out to clip her wings as much as she expects them to be. So when he goes over her head and voices his concern about the PTSD...her superiors force her to physchological consult. She's dx with PTSD.
 
Camy: And they won't let her fly until she has a certain amount of counceling. Until she's met all her therapists' goals. Which causes relational conflcit because one of her goals is to learn to communicate and work better with others...including Nolan. So their commanders have her work in his office, and Nolan is supposed to keep an eye on her.
 
Cheryl: Have to see what kind of work he could be assigned to that would keep him on base though. Maybe he got a little virus or something and is put to desk duty for a few months. Although I hate to make him have a medical issue since the book they just bought has a wounded hero. PTSD is relevant for today too with the war. I need a little something to keep him in the office so they work together. Maybe they teach a flight class together.
 
Camy: That could  keep them in Refuge long enough to cause conflcit. And so his goal is to keep watch over her, and observe her for PTSD.
 
Camy: What's his spiritual flaw?
 
Cheryl: He's a new Christian and doesn't think he's qualified to be of use to God.
 
Camy: I think you need more. That's not strong enough. Make is stronger without wimping him out.
 
Cheryl: I'm on it. I'll figure that out later. SO for now, his story goal is established. He's ordered to work over her and observe her and she doesn't want to work with him. She wants back in the sky and he won't clear her for takeoff. LOL! That'll put tension on every page, at least while they're working together.
 
Camy: Have the counselor give her goals...and she has to meet them all before she can fly again.
 
Cheryl: Yeah.
 
Camy: Maybe you could leave in some of the mystery. Maybe they don't know for sure who sabatoged her plane. Maybe she thinks they're working together due to the PSTD but really, their commanders want Nolan to protect her because maybe someone is still out to kill her and they don't know who. So he's protecting her too.
 
Cheryl: But wouldn't that make the conflict be based too much on misunderstanding? Of course if he's protecting her...but I'm thinking that's too suspensy for the LI line. I may be okay with what we have since the word count guidelines are lower now.
 
Camy: yeah, try this. Do your scene index and see where you are word count wise and go from there. You need a reason why she doesn't like Nolan.
 
Cheryl: I know but the problem is...she'll look like a hag if she hates him after he risked his butt to rescue her. It's a fine line between having a character who's flawed enough for readers to identify with, yet not so flawed readers don't connect or hate them. LOL!
 
Camy: LOL! True. Um, let's see. Focus on the PTSD thing. See what you get with that. Drag it out. She needs early intervention for PTSD. Nolan's going to know that. Play on that. Think of a stronger spiritial conflict for him. Maybe he's a little arrogant about his abilities.
 
Cheryl: Dunno. Nolan's pretty humble. He's known for his compassion, yet he's a spec forces soldier. Used to be a SEAL in the Navy..now he's in the Air Force... a PJ.
Cmay: Maybe he cares about people but has too much faith in his own ability to help them. He doesn't realize yet that God is the one who helps them.
 
Cheryl: Maybe this also causes relational conflict since he tries to help her and only God can help her completely.
 
Camy: yes. Maybe he used to be cocky but not anymore, but struggles with his old way.
 
Cheryl: Actually, he WAS cocky as an instructor when she knew him 15 years prior. That's how she remembers him so this'll play in nicely.
 
Camy: Maybe he has too much faith in his ability to right wrongs.
 
Cheryl: He has to realize it's God doing it through him. God does the work. Nolan does always feel the need to fix things.
 
Camy: And he can't fix her. And she can't fix herself even though they want to. God has to do it.
 
 
 
That's as far as we got that convo. There were several others over the course of several days.
 
By the way...if you want to make 100% sure the structure of your stories is sound...I highly recommend Camy Tang's Story Sensei...VERY reasonable. Camy is awesome at synopsis too. www.camytang.com There should be a link there for more info on her story structure. My storylines and character GMC's are much stronger because of her structural editing. You can see a little sample here of how to figure out teh GMC of your characters.
 
G-character's goal, dream, etc. (what they want.)
M-motivation. (why they want it. What drives them. My characters' motivation often originates from something in their childhoods)
C-conflict. (what keeps them (repeatedly) from attaining or reaching it)
 
 
Okay, 'nuff plotstorm for today.
 
Hope you found something helpful.
 
Warmly,
 
Squirl
 

--
Cheryl Wyatt   Gal. 2:20   Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com  www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

www.Steeplehill.com   www.Loveinspiredauthors.com

Monday, July 02, 2007

ROCKIN' GIRL BLOGGER AWARD


I'm pleased to announce author Robin Miller (writing as Robin Caroll www.robincaroll.com ) has awarded Squirrel's Treehouse a Rockin' Girl Blogger Award!!!
 
What's a Rockin' Girl Blogger Award? Don't feel bad...I didn't know either. LOLOLOL!
 
Check out Girls Write Out http://girlswriteout.blogspot.com/ Friday, June 29 blog entry, or Robin Lee Hatcher's blog  http://robinlee.typepad.com/  June 26, 2007 blog entry for further details.
 
THANKS ROBIN!
 
 
 
 
--
Cheryl Wyatt   Gal. 2:20   Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com  www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

www.Steeplehill.com   www.Loveinspiredauthors.com




I'm supposed to now bestow the Rockin' Girl Blogger award to five other blogs I like. So here goes:

I hereby bestow the Rockin' Girl Blogger Award to these blogs:

http://www.maryanndiorio.com/blog/
http://cballan.wordpress.com/
http://misssnark.blogspot.com/
http://www.tinarusso.com/
http://angiepoole.blogspot.com/

CONGRATS LADIES!!!

Rockin' Squirrel

SQUIRREL'S STORY STARTER FOR JULY

As always, write a 500 word scene using one of the three Scene Starter Sentences. Be sure to use at least 5 of the 10 Prompt Words below. Email your story to me IN THE BODY OF AN EMAIL please. No attachments.

Deadline for entry is the last day in July. Winner will be notified the first week in August and will receive a new Steeple Hill release of their choice. All entrants will be entered in the annual contest that runs 12 months.

Winner of the annual contest will receive a (paid for by me) six month subscription to any Steeple Hill line of their choice through the Harlequin Book Club.

The annual contest ends this September. Then I will take a three month hiatus off and start another annual contest with monthly prompts resuming in January of 2008. Prompt contests will then run Jan to Jan.

Entrants retain all rights to their work. I do not publish or post them anywhere. Those are Da Rulz.


Below is this month's Story Starter prompt:


Scene Starter Sentences:

"I never shoulda' got outta bed this morning."
 
"This is the second best day of my life!"
 
"Hey, cops are surrounding the McCloud home across the street."


Prompt Words:
secrets
deadly
old flame
invitation
missing
sneaker
crickets
spawn
odor
Internet
 
Email all entries to anavim4him @ gmail.com (lose spaces before and after "@" sign)

Happy Writing!


Squirrel

--
Cheryl Wyatt   Gal. 2:20   Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com  www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

www.Steeplehill.com  www.Loveinspiredauthors.com

Sunday, July 01, 2007

ATTACK OF THE MOLE-GROWING BEE!

Yes. Really.
 
According to my child.
 
This evening, I was standing in front of the mirror after an excursion at Wally World. We'd gone there earlier so I could find some foundation. Sheesh. Who'd a thunk it would have taken me two hours to find one I like? Since I don't usually wear the stuff, I had a hard time figuring out the right tone and brand. With summer's arrival, we've been outdoors nearly all day, everyday doing something. If we're not in the pool, we're at the beach, etc. So despite using 60 SPF sunscreen I now have an eruption of freckles on my face. Anyhoo, in the pool the other day, a bee divebombed my face. Didn't sting me at first.
 
At first.
 
My husband always says, "Don't swat at them and they won't sting you."
 
Welllll, it's kinda hard not to swat when, hours before, one of my children was stung by a wasp while minding her own business.
 
So this bee is smacking into my face repeatedly and my hand automatically reflexes up to smack my own face. THEN the bee stung me. Right in that tender spot of the temple beside my right eye.
 
My dumbdom didn't stop there. I came home, applied insect bite ointment and a band-aid.
 
Forgetting that I have a terrible latex allergy from working in healthcare for 15# years.
 
So now I have a moderately sized crater growing on my face where my skin reacted from the band-aid.
 
Fast forward to a few moments ago.....I'm standing in front of the mirror trying to figure out how to best apply the newly purchased foundation to the place on my face where it looks like a comet landed, and one of my children meanders in the bathroom.
 
"Whatcha doin?" she asks.
 
"Covering up this thing on my face," I say.
 
"Let me see it," she says.
 
I kneel down. She leans in and her eyes boing open.
 
"Mom! Oh no! Mom! You know what happened to you? You got stung by one of those mole-growing bees!"
 
I try not to look as perplexed as I am as I ask, "Mold-growing bees?"
 
"NO! MOLE! You have a mole up and growing on your face only it's growing in instead of out. That's what those mole-growing bees do. They bite ya and you get moles."
 
"What does a mole-growing bee look like?" I ask.
 
"It looks like a giant flying mole. It has like a bullnosed stinger and it likes to bite. It stings bloody snakes and eats baby guinea pigs and it flies and likes to tear up rainbows. And it likes to eat people's hair that's growing on the ground. One of those bees."
 
Oh-kay.  
 
I think we have another future fiction writer in da house.

--
Cheryl Wyatt   Gal. 2:20   Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com   www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

www.Steeplehill.com  www.Loveinspiredauthors.com

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

ACFW Conference Pics







Photo one: Brandilyn Collins (left) and Kjersten Nickleby (right)
Photo two: ACFW PowerPoint Screen w/ scripture verse
Photo three: Kim Vogle Sawyer, Pamela James aka Pammer, Cindy Woodsmall
Photo four: Cynthia Hawkins aka Syn, Pam James, myself
Photo five: Lena Nelson Dooley with her mentees

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

I O U PICTURES

Well...it seems Blogger's being a bugger right now. It won't let me upload more pics. I will try again later. SORRY! They WILL come. Keep checking back.

Thanks all!

Hugs,

Squirl

ACFW CONFERENCE 2007: ADVICE


Welcome all!
 
Today, as part of the American Christian Fiction Writers' Conference Blog Tour, I'm blogging about conference stuff.
 
I've gone to several ACFW conferences and have come back from all of them changed. I thought I was going to a writers' conference...but God tricked me. He brought me there for a spiritual overhaul as well. I have always come home from the conferences knowing God better, and having more clear direction for my spiritual life, and for my writing.
 
CONFERENCE ADVICE:
 
The first year I went, I went with my own agenda. I spent all that money to go, so I thought I needed to attend every single minute of every workshop. I wanted to meet with as many industry professionals as possible and pitch my stuff to them. I didn't leave God a lot of room in my schedule to work His appointments in. My appointments went horrid. I left most of them crying. LOL!
 
So at the end of the second day, I knew something was wrong. My brain felt like a soppy sponge that couldn't possibly hold one more drop of writing craft information. A natural introvert, my body felt battered by sensory overload.
 
I found the prayer room and honestly sought God. In the midst of Him loving on me with a strong sense of His presence, I felt Him ask: Now, are you willing to stop striving and to give up your own agenda for mine?
 
Oh. Duh. No brainer there. :-)
 
When I left that prayer room, things changed. God literally ran me into people and people into me who later had profound impacts on my writing career and keeping my heart right during the process.
 
The best advice I can give? Is what I've been given by others:
 
1. Go praying like breathing.
 
2. Go with a heart to serve others.

3. Give God room to work. (meaning don't fill all of your minutes with activity.)
 
4. Expect God to work in you, and not just about writing. Expect to meet Him there.
 
 
My first conference was "all about me."
 
Every conference since has been "all about Him and others." I refuse to have my own agenda. I volunteer heavily. I pray for as many people as I can get my hands on. I interceed for the hotel staff, conference staff, editors, and agents, authors and newcomers. I perform random acts of kindness that only God and I know about.
 
I've come away from them with more requests than I could count, a first place Noble Theme award, a first place Genesis award, and some of my closest friendships that have deepened to this day. I got to be immersed in worship of my King, and received profound direction for my writing. I've met industry professionals who've influenced and grown my faith as much as my writing. I go with a heart to serve and love it. I am changed and humbled by it.
 
Last year's conference was really hard on me. God totally flipped things around. I was in a wheelchair following a major surgery due to a medical misdiagnosis. I had to be served. Believe me, I'd rather be put in a position to serve! It's HARD needing help. I HATE having to depend on others. But God used that time to cause me to have to depend on Him and others to chip away at another sort of pride. The self-sufficiency kind. Every year I have received promises from God at the conference that have shaped my life.
 
Last year, on the drive to Dallas, I felt like God told me (about my hard season of pain, surgery, two years of intense physical therapy) "You've been faithful, and you're on the verge of a new season. You've been through a blistering cold winter and it nearly took you out, but you remained faithful even when you didn't feel faithful. Now, watch the new thing spring forth. Winter is past. Spring is coming."
 
Imagine my surprise when I get to the conference and realize the scripture theme is Isaiah 43: 18-19 "Behold, I will do something new, now it will spring forth; Will you not be aware of it? I will even make a roadway in the wilderness and rivers in the desert." NAS BIBLE.
 
Days after coming back from that conference, I received a book contract with Steeple Hill...the publisher of my heart.
 
So I would add to the advice above:
 
Go seeking Him. Come back with His promises. Go with a heart to worship. Be ready to come back transformed.
 
Ask Him what He wants for you at the conference, and for your writing. Then sit back and let Him work and lead you.
 
Thanks for stopping by my blog today!
 
Here are some fun pics (in following posts) from years' past.
 
 

--
Cheryl Wyatt   Gal. 2:20   Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com  www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

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Click on the conference link. I tried to add it, but Blogger's being a bugger.

Hope to see you there, September 20-23, 2007 in Dallas, TX.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

NEWSLETTER INFO

Hey all!

I've had many requests (THANK YOU!!!!) for info about when my books are coming out. Rather than send individual emails (because I'll undoubtedly forget someone) announcing it, I'll be sending out a reminder to my newsletter subscribers. I'll only post a few times a year, so you don't have to worry about your Inboxes being bombarded.

If you'd like to sign up, visit my website at Cheryl Wyatt Website.

Scroll down until you find the link that says, "Join the Cheryl Wyatt~Author Mailing list." That allows you to sign up for my newsletter.

Thanks so much!

Hugs,

Squirl

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Friday, June 15, 2007

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--
Cheryl Wyatt   Gal. 2:20   Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com   www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

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WORD COUNT-GOING UNDER THE KNIFE-CONTINUED

Hello all,

As promised, here are some examples of how I cut nearly 7000 words from my manuscript. I will paste the original passage, then follow it with the cut version in bold. you can see how by simply rearranging sentence structure, or choosing one strong word in place of three weak ones, etc, can tighten writing and bring your count down.

Also, a couple of you unsubscribed after yesterday's post, saying "Blog is no longer relevant." Since I don't wanna lose readership, I'm putting a question out there for you guys who are my faithful readers....what kinds of things do you want (or not) to see on the blog?

I'm trying to determine if my blog readership is mainly friends/family, readers, writers, none of the above. LOL!

Please let me know in the comments what you enjoy (or not) about this blog. THANKS FOR YOUR READERSHIP! I appreciate you all very much!

Now...back to our regularly scheduled examples of cutting:
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He went back to his workout.
He resumed his workout.
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He tugged a pair of binoculars from...

He tugged binoculars from....

----

Chance gave him the okay signal with his fingers

Chance signaled "okay" with his fingers

----

Then a sweet, female twangy voice came through the line.

Then a sweet female voice twanged through the line.

----

It hit Chance out of nowhere. He realized if he had his pick, it's be Bitsy.

Realization hit chance out of nowhere. If he had his pick, it'd be Bitsy.

(Not only did we cut words here, we got rid of an indeterminite "it")

He handed his plastic drink cup to Bitsy to hold.

He handed his cup to Bitsy.

Whenever you see RUE in your ms from a judge or critiquer, it means to "Resist the Urge to Explain." Obviously we know why he's handing the cup to her. We need to resist the urge to explain stuff like this to readers because most will "get it" without having to be told.

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"Sure." Chance stood, dreading this. He handed his plastic cup to Bitsy. "Be right back," he told her.

"Sure." Chance stood, dreading this. He handed his plastic cup to Bitsy. "Be right back."

Here, I omitted the tag (he told her) at the end because I already had an action beat there, denoting the speaker. We really don't need to use both. And I really didn't need to put "really" in this sentence to get the point across. LOL! Find your trigger words and be ruthless. :-)


Bits tried hard to ignore the eyes following her and Chance as they wove their way through the crowd which was packed like sardines.

Bits ignored gazes tracking her and Chance as they wove through the crowd, packed like sardines.

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"Not according to police, Chance. Of fifty plus bystanders, he paramedic told us there was only one other man who went in the water to help you and Nolan, and he was an off-duty fireman."

"Not according to police. Of fifty bystanders, only one other man went in the water to help you guys."

As you can see by the above example, one way to cut word is remove most of the proper names in dialogue. In actual speech, people don't say one another's names every other sentence. LOL! I understand this is a technique writers use to let readers know who's speaking. But if you've denoted the speaker properly by action beats or distinguishing dialogue, you won't need to say their name unless absolutely crucial to the dialogue stint.

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I also went through and did a word "find" on "that" "so" "just" "finally" and "gaze" since I tend to overuse those.

AND, I nixed all unnecessary words. You may have to make more than one pass to tighten the writing. It's best to set the story aside and let it gel awhile. That way, when you look for places to cut, you'll have a fresh perspective on the story. For example, when I went back through the ms with another pass, I trimmed more from places I'd already cut. One example: the passage, "Chance signaled "okay" with his fingers" became Chance signaled "okay." Most readers will get that he signaled with his fingers. The only other way he could have signaled "okay" would be to say it, in which case I could have written, "Chance mouthed, "okay."

Hope this helps! There are a gazillion examples, but this will hopefully give you some ideas for when you go to trim your own stuff.


--
Cheryl Wyatt Gal. 2:20 Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com http://www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

www.Steeplehill.com www.Loveinspiredauthors.com

Thursday, June 14, 2007

RUTH GRAHAM

Our loss is Heaven's gain. Though saddened by the death of Ruth Graham, wife of evangelist Billy Graham, I realize she's in a better place. Last I'd heard she slipped into a coma and passed away sometime later.

I found out about her death on someone's post on http://www.shoutlife.com/. This person also mentioned in her blog about how Ruth had a tough time when Billy would be gone so much, traveling and ministering. She often stayed home with the children and times were sometimes hard for her. But she kept an open Bible in nearly every room in her home and when she'd have a moment to slip away from the children, she'd immerse herself, if even for a few seconds, in God's word.

This got me thinking about my own life and how, ever since I got married and started a family, it's been so hard to maintain the quantity of time alone with God and His word that I had when single. I'm glad for Ruth's legacy. She probably has no idea...or maybe she does now...how much impact her struggle and creative solution to fulfilling her hunger for God's word would have on my generation.

If you're a busy mom who longs for Bible time, maybe print out scripture cards and leave them everywhere in your house. I do. Some people don't have a Bible for every room, so that would be an alternative for quiet moments to drink of Him and His promises. If I did it more, I'll bet I'd be a better, more patient mother for it. LOL! I just want my heart to return to the place where it lives and breathes for God and God alone. I love my family and friends, but God is everything to me. I know He's always with me, but because of life concerns my heart is not always with Him. But I do know that even giving one of my children a drink of water pleases Him. I'm called to be a mother, I'm called to my children.

I talked to a friend today whose grandmother fell (on a medical scooter) down some stairs. A horrible accident in which the scooter then landed on her after her head hit the door at the bottom. I pray for Nana, and hope she lives. My friend was talking about how she wished she would have taken her children to see Nana more. This struck a huge chord with me because I had a friend who recently buried her 12 year old daughter. She said her only regret was having had her daughter sedated during a two hour transfer from one hospital to another.

Two hours of regret. And my friends says she'd give anything to have those two hours back with Emily.

Man, I've volunteered for so much this year that I realized at Em's funeral that I'd have about a year of regret if something happened to one of my children. The thing is, I prayed about what to take on and I said no to a lot. I think people think because I left my nursing job to stay home with my children (did you hear that? TO STAY HOME WITH MY CHILDREN!) that I have all the time in the world to help them. I also know God has called me to write.

One of my deepest prayers for this life has always been that when I stand before God on the other side of it, that I wouldn't have one single, solitary regret. My heart yearns to do only what God has planned for me in this life, in every minute.

So next year, I'm pulling out of all volunteering. Don't ask me, don't even think about asking me because my answer will be no.

My children have felt neglected and my writing has suffered. And most certainly my time with God has. Sister author Debra Clopton's testimony branded in my mind the importance of obeying when God calls us away from something.

So if you noticed I've pulled away from a lot of online groups, you'll know why. It's out of obedience. God knows what is ahead and while I do not live my life in fear but in faith, if I end up with regrets, it's no one's fault but my own.

Okay, rambling post over. This is a head's up. Whatever it is you need...ask someone else. I've served my time. LOL! Honestly, I felt honored and grateful to give back to the writing community. Next year, I'm going to streamline even more and not volunteering for anything unless God boots my caboose into it. So unless you're God....don't ask me to volunteer for nuttin' honeys. I luvs ya but my house is cluttered and my commas are tripping all over themselves. I gotta refocus, declutter, simply, obey.

Hugs,

Squirl

Condolences to the Graham family.

Squirl

Trophy squirrel killed in Texas


Okay, I have NO idea where this came from since it was forwarded to me by one of my dear (and slightly sarcastic! ) friends. But since my nickname is "Squirrel" I'm not sure if I should be honored or offended. LOLOL!


It actually made me laugh really hard. Enjoy!




Squirrel-The Undead One

Saturday, June 02, 2007

SQUIRREL'S STORY STARTER-JUNE PROMPT CONTEST

As always, write a 500 word scene using one of the three Scene Starter Sentences. Be sure to use at least 5 of the 10 Prompt Words below. Email your story to me IN THE BODY OF AN EMAIL please. No attachments.

Deadline for entry is the last day in June. Winner will be notified the first week in July and will receive a new Steeple Hill release of their choice. All entrants will be entered in the annual contest that runs 12 months.
Winner of the annual contest will receive a (paid for by me) six month subscription to any Steeple Hill line of their choice through the Harlequin Book Club.

The annual contest ends this September. Then I will take a three month hiatus off and start another annual contest with monthly prompts resuming in January of 2008. Prompt contests will then run Jan to Jan.

Entrants retain all rights to their work. I do not publish or post them anywhere. Those are Da Rulz.


Below is this month's Story Starter prompt:


Scene Starter Sentences:

"How did it happen?"

The _________slipped from her arms. (fill in the blank with a word of your choice)

"We're trapped!"


Prompt Words:

vase
clock
gulley
manure
car
river
abandoned
building
crumble
mud


Email all entries to anavim4him @ gmail.com (lose spaces before and after "@" sign)

Happy Writing!


Squirrel

THE FUGITIVE RETURNS

Okay, a good friend of mine accidentally reminded me that I never finished the fugitive post.
 
Well, here's what happened:
 
I was driving home from my grandmother's house late at night with my three kids in the car with me. They were in meltdown mode because of the late hour. They started screaming the instant I pulled out of my grandmother's driveway, and didn't stop until I pulled into my driveway about 20 minutes later.
 
Well, halfway through the trip, I turned my radio up kind of loud because I already had a migraine, and somehow, listening to loud rock wasn't as hard on my headache as three screeching kids right behind my ears. The music helped some, but not a lot, so I kept asking them to please stop screaming. They would NOT and because of the two lane road and late hour I didn't feel I should pull over. So I just drove through the screams, and tried to tune them out. One of the children screamed at me to turn the music down because it was loud and hurting their head. Well, wanting to use this as a teaching opportunity, I (in my stubbornness of not liking to be told what to do, especially at high volume) said, "No. Since you didn't listen to me when I asked you for the last two hundred times to please be quiet so I can concentrate on driving, then no. I am not listening to you and turning down the radio."
 
Wellll, the screaming got louder so I put one finger in my ear and started the, "La-da-da-da-da=I-can't-hearrrr-youuuuu----" thing. Ever done that?
 
Liars.
 
Anyway, so car full of children screaming, I'm wanting to get home, I have my pointer finger jabbed into my middle ear, and I'm HUMMING louder than the pretty loud radio.
 
And apparently didn't realize my speed, nor that the police officer in our town had been following me from the edge of town doing well more than 20 over.
 
EEEK.
 
 
So we pull in the driveway and I STILL have no idea about the officer until EVERYTHING in the car got pindrop quiet.
 
One child goes, "Um....moo-oomy? Are you goin to jail?"
 
I'm like, "Jail? What?" Then I see red strobes in my sideview mirror....and the not so happy town officer stalking to my car.
 
"YOU!" he said. "That was YOU back there? I clocked you going 65 in a 30. What in tarnation is going on?" Then he leans in the window, looks back to where two of the three are STILL screeching their lungs up. He raps his knuckles on the window and says, "Never mind. I think I know. Just slow down and be safe."
 
HOW EMBARRASSING. He was really nice, but ALL my neighbors saw him pull me over....IN MY DRIVEWAY.
 
The funniest part of all this is the day before this, I had just gone on a major rant to my husband for going like ten miles over the speed limit...I even said I was going to start praying God makes him get pulled over if he doesn't stop his incessant speeding. ROFL!
 
Hm....I'm wondering just whose side God's on anyway. Humpth!
 
All kidding aside, It IS scarey to me that I had NO idea I was going that fast. NO idea a police car (WITH FULL LIGHTS AND SIRENS ON!) followed me for MILES and I didn't know it until my child asked me in a fearful voice  if I was going to jail.
 
Oh, and apparently, said child didn't believe ME because she then asked the cop, "Hey, you takin' her to jail?"
 
So that's my fugitive moment.
 
I've obeyed the speed limits since. Honest.
 
Squirrel


Thursday, May 31, 2007

BLUSH AND CRINGE

For those of you who aren't familiar with what a "Blush and Cringe" is....it's something I started on my blog eons ago, at its inception really, where I admit something really embarrassing to me which usually (hopefully) makes it really funny to you.

I am constantly having goof moments, so I could honestly write a Blush and Cringe every day, or even by the hour but who has time for that? LOL!

Anyway, here's the latest Blush and Cringe:

I was in the midst of a long distance phone conversation with a good friend who lives in another state. She didn't realize we'd gotten our children guinea pigs for pets. So we start having this conversation that I now refer to as a "Three's Company Convo" (Remember that old show? Three women and John Ritter? And how much of the humor there was based on misunderstanding, or on misunderstood or misheard conversation?) Anyway, this was one of those conversations. I KNEW I was talking about my guinea pigs, but my friend THOUGHT I was referring to my children when the conversation started like this:

Kelly: "What's that weird noise?"
Me: "They're squeaking for food AGAIN!" (thinking she meant the guinea pigs, which she didn't know we had.)
Kelly: "Uh, it's eleven at night."
Me: "I know. They squeak and screech every time the refrigerator cooler door gets opened."
Kelly: "It sounds so weird though." (Thinking the "They" I mentioned earlier meant my children.)
Me: "Hang on. I'll go get them some corn husks."
Kelly: Silence, then: "corn HUSKS?"
Me: "Yeah. It's good for their teeth, otherwise they get too big."
Kelly: "uh...."
Me: "Hang on. I have to open the cage door."
Kelly: "Cage? YOU HAVE THEM IN A CAGE?"
Me: "Yeah, otherwise they'll run all over the house pooping and peeing everywhere and chewing on stuff. That's why they keep sqawking, because they're trying to chew their way out."
Kelly: "Okay, now I KNOW you're not talking about your kids."
Me: I just die laughing, and when I am ABLE to speak again, I clear things up. No, I do not keep my children in cages and feed them corn husks.
And come one, anyone who knows me, knows how much I love my kids. I feed them every Thursday in fact.
Snicker.
Squirrel

--
Cheryl Wyatt Gal. 2:20 Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com http://www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

www.Steeplehill.com www.Loveinspiredauthors.com

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

RETURN FROM MIA

HELLO BLOG!
 
Sorry for the lack of posts lately. I have been buried in multiple contest stuff and polishing my manuscript...you know, the one we plotstormed together.
 
Guess what?
 
It's going in the mail tomorrow!!!
 
I'm polishing up the synopsis tonight and in the morning, then it's to the mail box we go.
 
Later this week I will post more ways I managed to cut nearly 7000 words from my manuscript.
 
Thanks for your patience and readership even though I've been MIA somewhat. I promise to start posting more.
 

Thursday, May 10, 2007

WORD COUNT-GOING UNDER THE KNIFE

I am finished with the rough draft of Chance's story, which is the plotstorm we've gone through together. (For those of you joining my blog readership late, you can find the PLOTSTORM label to the right to view the Plotstorms for the third book in my Wings of Refuge Series).

As usual, I am 5,000-6,000 words over. Meaning, my publisher wants the books to end up between 55,000 and 60,000 words.

So major cutting is what I'm doing now. I thought I'd post how I do this in case any of you struggle with what and where to cut.

First off, I have critiquers going through the entire ms right now. They bring an outside perspective on the story. Any places they think drags, I cut large portions (several paragraphs at a time) from those sluggish areas. Areas where it feels like the flow stops, or the story bogs. I condense what I said in a paragraph down to a sentence, etc. That sort of thing.

I also get rid of unneccesary words such as, "So, And, But, Then," Etc. from the beginnings of my sentences. I also nix nearly every "just" and "that" I can because most of the time, it will tighten the writing, and sound better without it. There are other throw away words, but I'll get into that later.

I am to page 50 of a 300 page manuscript and have already cut 2100 of the necessary 6000 words. Cutting 6000 words seems daunting until you break it down to what you need to cut per page, or per chapter if you prefer to do it that way.

In a 300 word manuscript, to cut 6000 words, you need to cut 20 words per page. That's it. That averages to about one or two sentences per page. See? Sounds much more doable. And some pages I've cut 50 words, so if I only cut 10 on the next page, I'm still where I need to be within parameters.

I also go through and omit most "ly" adverbs, and strive for a stronger verb instead. I especially try to stay away from "was" with "ing" words, and exchange that for a strong "ed" verb. For example. He was staring at her. Change to: He stared at her, or better yet: He stared. "was" with "ing" tends to make writing passive. We must strive to make writing active.

Another way I bring my word count down is to reconstruct sentences. Tighten the writing and omit wordiness. I will post some examples here. The first sentence is the sentence as I typed it rough draft. The second sentence is the reworked sentence, with how many words I was able to cut from the sentence by recrafting it.

Examples:

1. "Bitsy, are you really going to go leave this house looking like that?" Sasha asked, looking at her outfit with disdain. (21 words)
2. "You really going out like that?" Sasha's scowling eyes swept her outfit. (Cut down to 12 words, and shown intead of told. Also cut the tag ("said") since I have a beat, tag is not necessary. Only use one or the other to denote speaker, not both.)

1. He turned around and went to go look for Bitsy. (10 words)
2. He whirled, intent to find Bitsy. (6 words-cut 4 total)

1.She had on combat boots that came all the way up to her thighs. (14 words)
2.She wore thigh-high combat boots. (down to 6 words, cut 8 words by reworking)

1. They reminded Bitsy of the thigh-high Gor-Tex wading boots that Sasha wore to delve into hip-deep water inside the caves that she explored to catch a glimpse of her beloved vampire bats. (35 words) EEK! (Sheesh! I know THAT needed cut. LOL! But remember, it's the ROUGH draft. LOL)
Sentence reworked: 2. Reminded Bitsy of Sasha's Gor-Tex wading boots. (8 words, cut 27 words!)


The reason I cut so much of that sentence is: Sasha is a secondary character, so I'm trying to bring my heroine front and center more, and not have so much emphasis on secondaries. When Sasha gets her own story, then I can paste (since I do cut and paste cuts into a separate document for future reference) those details into my scene index and character charts and incorporate it into Sasha's story, since it really doesn't apply to Bitsy's story. If Sasha's story were going to come next, I'd focus on her more heavily than another secondary. Since it isn't coming for awhile, I really don't need to plant these details in here. I have several more books (please, Lord?) to write before Sasha's, so I can plant a sentence or so in each one about her, so readers can start bonding with her, and hopefully request her story. That's how I'm hoping I'll know if readers are endeared to secondaries, is if I get requests for their story. I've heard many authors get reader letters, requesting that a particular secondary, or minor character get his/her own story.

Anyway, I'm going through EVERY sentence of my ms and cutting ALL words that are not crucial and serve a purpose in the story.

I may post more reworks later, but hopefully this'll help you once you go to edit your story.

Back to hacking,

Squirrel

--
Cheryl Wyatt Gal. 2:20 Pouring my vial of words over Him.

www.CherylWyatt.com www.Scrollsquirrel.blogspot.com

A SOLDIER'S PROMISE~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Jan. 2008
A SOLDIER'S FAMILY~ Steeple Hill Love Inspired~ Mar. 2008

http://www.Steeplehill.com www.Loveinspiredauthors.com

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Squirrel's Story Starter for May 2007

As always, write a 500 word scene using one of the three Scene Starter Sentences. Be sure to use at least 5 of the 10 Prompt Words below. Email your story to me IN THE BODY OF AN EMAIL please. No attachments. Deadline for entry is the last day in May. Winner will be notified by June 1, 2007 and will receive a new Steeple Hill release of their choice. All entrants will be entered in the annual contest that runs 12 months. Winner of the annual contest will receive a (paid for by me) six month subscription to any Steeple Hill line of their choice through the Harlequin Book Club. Entries retain all rights to their work. I do not publish or post them anywhere. Those are Da Rulz. Below is this month's Story Starter prompt:



Scene Starter Sentences:

"They found her."
"Don't bank on it."
"Who's there?"


Prompt Words:

Fear
Crackle
Sticks
Shadow
Moving
Outage
Remote
Heart
Fog
Broken

Email all entries to Cheryl @ CherylWyatt.com (lose spaces before and after "@" sign)

Happy Writing!

Squirrel

PROFILED ON EHARLEQUIN

I stumbled upon the Steeple Hill message boards when I first started learning how to write fiction. It is a wonderful community and a great source for learning, resourse and making friends with others who are pursuing publication.

Eharlequin recently interviewed me for a profile on the site, since I went from being a community member pursuing publication to one of Harlequin's authors.

Check it out!

http://www.eharlequin.com/articlepage.html?articleId=1038&chapter=0


Sorry I've been MIA from my blog the past few weeks. I had to go into a cave to re write book three since I lost it in a computer crash. Thankfully, I had a recent version on my flash drive. But they were such a mess I pretty much rewrote the book. LOL! I have about two chapters left, then comes edits and proofreading which I (obviously, by all my blog typos) royally suck at. That's why I always have at least one more set of eyes going over it.

Geek Squad thought they recovered the files, but unfortulately, they'd only recovered shortcuts of my story and not the actual document. WAAAAA!!

Buy anyhoo, I've been unbelievably swamped coordinating and judging writing contests as well. I like to give back to the writing community however and consider that I was asked to do it an honor. I learned a tremendous amount about the craft of writing, and about particular weaknesses in my writing from contest critiques. It feels good to be able to give back, though I still have lots to learn.

When I go to write the next book, I'll be doing another Plotstorm.

Toodles!

Squirrel