In Spontaneous 5 I mentioned spending upwards of seven (it was actually more like ten) hours on my first page. Well, you can see the fruit of that labor and even vote anonymously whether or not you’d keep reading my work HERE. This is me, begging you.
I’m not asking for strokes. Vote your conscience. Ray made some suggestions about cutting most of my details. This is the second blow to the queen of strikeouts that maybe she’s not spare enough? Hmm… if you’ll just weigh in, I’d be grateful beyond words.
There are plenty of people out there who are willing to flog you, no matter where you are in your writing journey. I chose Ray’s site because I read two flogometer posts I felt were spot on. In one, Ray flogged my personal hero. See if you agree with his assessment. I heartily recommend sending Ray your first pages.
This week, the Little Red Writing Hoods met. We convene in in my living room, and we laugh a ton. I am in charge of the timer, which makes me the joy kill. They gave me a tough assignment to expand the scene I mentioned in Spontaneous 4. BAM. Already done, ladies. And I even got to the gym and piped my fix of Les Brown’s You Gotta Be Hungry into my ears. Did I mention it’s a wonderful life?
Oh…and in my field research this week, I got to role-play a traffic stop. I did get shot, but more importantly, I got my paradigm shifted regarding police: what they face each time they pull over a car, especially at night. I had no idea. Now I have the tiniest idea.
In my defense, I did tell him to put his hands on the wheel something like five times before I lost focus and got shot.