Which came first: The weird or the writer?

My family think that’s a rhetorical question. I’m undoubtedly weird. Have been all my life. I think it’s genetic. My family is all weird too. Just ask me. Not them, they lie. And while they’re weird, they’re not writers. Some of them are artists, or have other creative outlets.

I had other outlets until I started writing.

Now it seems everything I do comes back to the writing. How I can use what I see, read, hear in a book. Take my Netflix queue. It has: Forks over knives, Brain Games, Tesla, Evergreen, Leave it to Beavers, Battle for Midway, Fracknation, Korengal, Food Inc, Ebola outbreak, TB Silent killer, Mankind, Plastic paradise, and Forecast disaster. This is only a partial list of the 70 items in my list. There’s a cartoon Christmas movie that I plan to watch when it gets really hot outside, right now it’s too cold.  Lots of World War 1 stuff that now is coming out, lots of TED talks, an old Cary Grant movie, and some chick flicks and disaster movies.

Yet everything I see gets filed away and used in odd ways.

For instance, I’m using the documentary I watched on Adolf Hitler to see how my character Brent will twist in the Hadean books, but another documentary on Hitler and the Nazis will be used in an upcoming Dystopian novel series. The Man Who Wasn’t There will be used in the next Syn-En book, Ghost World, while a documentary on Sinking the Bismarck was used in the opening battle of Syn-En: Pillar World.

My research in World War 1, aside from being incorporated in the romances, will also be used in the 4th Hadean novel when our medical abilities fall by the way side. I’ve used a documentary called Your Inner Fish, to introduce a possible twist to the consequences of genetic engineering using a virus that will flick a gene to constantly on.

Everything I read gets picked apart—what works for me? What doesn’t? And why?

Now, I’ve started to read poetry. School really killed my love of poetry, but in an effort to improve my writing, there’s nothing better than poetry to catch a mood, a feel or an image of a scene. My challenge has been to condense each bit into 4 lines or less of description. It’s not easy.

But I’m learning something new which is really why I started writing in the first place. To keep learning as I grow older (because I’m not growing up). And this way when hubby complains at how much I’m spending on books, I can always say research. I have a room full of unread research books (let’s not mention my kindle, nook and ibooks apps). But hey my kids are moving out, emptying rooms I can fill with books.

And if I live as long as my folks, I’ve got decades left to write.

That’s a lot of books.

But the ideas keep coming.

Until next time.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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