When a new inspiration presents itself, it zooms to the forefront of my imagination and takes over my writing life. Its characters develop from stickmen to people, and embark on an unforgettable journey. Every step they take to reach their destination and every word they speak has a purpose. The storyline is clear and light, but the minute, immediate details bog me down. The pov changes, the passive words, the telling, the fine-tuning, that untended leave a black shape in the forefront of what could have been a marvelous story.
About Me
- Storyteller
- Drayton Valley, Alberta, Canada
- I am Cynde, David, and Lance’s mom, Sonia and Ramona’s step mom, Grammy to eleven, as well as Sebastian’s and Oliver's best friend. Beyond my family, I am a writer. Words are my tools, and the world is my workshop. Without mercy, I manipulate my reader’s emotions until I have them believing what they formerly thought impossible. Those close to me, choose their words and actions with care, for no one knows what will end up on pages of my manuscripts.
Tuesday, 1 November, 2005
A Cat in the Sunset
When a new inspiration presents itself, it zooms to the forefront of my imagination and takes over my writing life. Its characters develop from stickmen to people, and embark on an unforgettable journey. Every step they take to reach their destination and every word they speak has a purpose. The storyline is clear and light, but the minute, immediate details bog me down. The pov changes, the passive words, the telling, the fine-tuning, that untended leave a black shape in the forefront of what could have been a marvelous story.
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The writer's imagination is awesome, I think. (Though my family thinks it strange at times.) Awesome picture E.
Eunice, I think I've had some of those same stickmen in my noodle. The problem is, my brain only seats four and right now, those fellas are trying to set a world's record. I'm gonna have to rent-a-head just to house them all.
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