Genre-Hopping Fool

I want to write in a lot of different genres. I want to get published in several different ones. My first love will always be paranormal, and I think in the nearest future there will be more romance added in.
  I would also love to make a crime/suspense series, and if TV rights come along, then hey.
I  love the idea of a kids' series that involves a haunted house. Remember The Three Investigators? One of the best kids' series EVER. Their little clubhouse/office underneath the pile of cars? Ah!
Yes, I have strong series tendencies. Probably because I love stumbling across an awesome series, and you start the first book, knowing there are three, four, five more to go.  That's one of life's best surprises.

I'm sure a pretty good autobiography will come out of me someday also ;) Don't worry, I know you're interested.

Too Much Noise

Hello there, Friday night.
There's something magical about Friday night, between daylight and sunset. That half-light time, especially on warm nights, is so childhood summer to me.

I got B.B.1 manuscript back from my editor and am continuing edits alongside her notations. It's amazing what one line of suggestion can do to my motivation and imagination, har har.

We're supposed to have crappy weather this weekend, which I am actually welcoming-if it's not warm and sunny outside, I won't feel so much pressure to be outside, in the garden. I can curl up on the couch with this laptop and get the full edit done so you guys can once again enjoy the Morgin story.

Have a great one,

KR

Near Seclusion

For you can be in seclusion, even if you maintain a full-time job.

I think about these "lonely" years. Years without any personal female companionship, nor friends to hang with.

This is adulthood. This is responsible. This is sensible. This is safe.

And there are so very many perks to this lifestyle.

Sometimes I am lonely.

But it passes within about an hour.

In the end, I am a hermit.

I just want to write.



KR

UnPlugging Holes or Something Like That

Currently, my cat is crashing through the house, making mad dashes from room to room. How does one smallish animal make so much noise? You guys should hear the racket in here right now.

Anyway, I'm sort of stuck. I'm trying to plan out a very important scene, a very revealing scene, and I'm a little lost.

Queue the questions.

When I'm stuck on a scene, I start asking myself questions. Basic ones to start, just to get the ball rolling. Who's in involved with this scene? What is the conflict?

Sometimes I start at the end, and work my way forward. Sometimes, I start in the beginning, jump to the back, jump to the middle, etc. Working purely on scene description helps stimulate the action ideas.

If I'm really stuck, I will start planning out the next chapter. Sometimes I plan out the next five chapters, mull on those parts of the plot, and then try to go back to the "hole".

But plug I must. I must get rid of these stuck parts, I must make it work, Get words down,  sometimes by just throwing words down and hoping that out of the mess I will be able to keep a couple of sentences.

Happy writing,

KR

Rainy Day Writing

The weather was super crappy today, so I took advantage and got a big chunk of B.B. Book 2 done; things are heating up and I need to plan out a BIG battle scene. A battle scene, I suspect, that will leave a secondary character out of commission. Still not positive whether I am going to go through with the nix, but it's a good possibility. 
  I follow a lot of romance & paranormal romance authors on Twitter, and something in my heart warms in those genres. I think I have a romance writer inside of me, whether regular human romance or romance where people are morphing into other things all the time. 
  While I am currently married to the B.B. series, someday I will have definitely have to explore down that sulty alleyway. 
   There's also at least two other stories that need to be worked on. 
  Ah, the freedom! The freedom to make up special powers, new creatures, crazy characters.  
  If only there was more time. 

KR 

Doves

There just aren't words.
I heard the news at work, and held it together until I got in my car and listened to the voicemail of condolence from my mom.

I knew there was something funky about today. I was melancholy from the get-go, but didn't know why.

I have so many memories associated with him and his music. Many nights listening to his lyrics while in high school, and just wondering what the hell they meant. His #1 hits was the second CD I ever bought. I remember looking up the lyrics to 'Let's Go Crazy' and being totally flabbergasted that the line was, "Let's look 4 the purple banana till they put us in the truck".

Then years later....So many sets, so many steps, so many twirls and lap dances while his music pounded loud as fuck and the older men appreciated the music.

R.I.P. you sexy beast.

A Different Journey

This second book in the Broken Bloodlines series, is a much different journey than the first book was.

Book 1: The Awakening was widely comprised of dream-like scenes that would pop into my head. Vivid, colorful and emotionally charged, I had to put them in the story. Incongruities with the rest of the plot?? Ah, don't worry about it. I'll make it work.
And eighty percent of my "weaving" did work, and was interesting. The other strange, analogous 20% was at least interesting, ha ha.

I don't think I've had any of those vivid scenes for this second book. I've had to really think my way through each chapter, but they've been coming easy enough so far **knock on wood**. And yes, some chapters came easier than others, but I've already put in far more work so far in this second book, than I did for most of the first.

I'm going to take some of that and apply it to the topic, "How I've Grown As a Writer." 

KR