Inspired By

What inspired you to become a writer? It was during my second interview that the question came up, and it has haunted me ever since. Unlike many writers, I can’t point to a time when I was seven and plopped down in front of my father’s typewriter and thought, this is it. I want to be a writer.

In fact, I distinctly remember showing up at 8AM for typing class in High School and thinking ‘Please God don’t make me have to type for a living.’ I hated pounding on those keys with my fingers half frozen in the winter and stiff from the heat in the summer.

But I digress…

There wasn’t a particular moment when I thought I was headed for the sado-masochistic journey called authorship, it was more a cumulative effect. I’d always told stories, rewritten books, movies and nightmares to have an ending that satisfied me. And to lull myself to sleep, I expanded on ideas to entertain me–which sometimes meant I was awake until the wee hours of the morning in my own fantasy world.

So the storytelling bit I would cop to at a very young age, it’s the writing part that is shocking. I really, really didn’t like English and still don’t. Part of it lies in taking someone else’s work and picking it apart and putting words in their mouths. Not my idea of a good time. Nor for that matter were the books they made us read. Bleah!

Originally I intended to draw. Charcoal and watercolor, maybe a colloage or two. I loved art. Still do for that matter. My mother is an artist, so I come by it naturally.

It wasn’t until 1997, during a hellicous 2 hour commute to my employer that I considered actually challenging my brain to tell a story with words. That first book will never see the light of day again. The second one A Christmas Village got published. It is a process and still a challenge. I still rewrite books, movies and nightmares, but that’s only in my head. For my books, I tap into my creative well and fish out characters who entertain me and still write for the mental challenge.

Even after 15 books getting the words right isn’t easy.

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Photographs are Memories

Recently, my parents downsized. They moved from a spacious three bedroom house to a smaller two bedroom condo. Since they are both in their seventies, they decided to use the move to bequeath certain worldly goods onto their children. (I think they did this to reduce the number of boxes they had to wrestle in and out of the U-Haul truck, and since my husband and I helped them move I am thankful for this.)
But then came the 24 gallon tote full of photographs and the twelve photo albums with pictures dribbling out the sides and bottoms.
My mother didn’t see why her children had to wait until she and my dad passed before enjoying a lifetime of photos and, more importantly, she didn’t have room in the new condo.
Ummm. Yeah.
I got the job of dispersing the pictures between me and my five siblings. While we are of a certain age that should know better, sibling rivalries and childhood antics have not been forgotten. And I the youngest of the brood get to referee, er, dole out the booty? And this on top of the bad feeling engendered by the simple fact that I have a substantial collection of my mother’s art work–which oddly enough fell under the same rule of not having enough space to keep them.
But I digress…
I wrote and told my siblings of the photo adventure awaiting me and told them how I was going to deal everything out. Which was simple–my mother in her infinite wisdom had given each of us an album of our early years and photos of us with them as we married and had children of our own. The photos that we had sent to them of our vacations with them or school photos as our children aged were to be handed out our other siblings so they might have a glimpse of those moments in time.
That took care of most of the photos in the 24 gallon tote.
Then came the old photos.
As the youngest, I only experienced these events from the snug embrace of my mother’s egg basket, but these were precious times of an extended family–people that exist mostly on the fringes of my memories. There were pictures of my great-grandparents before they immigrated to America and images of a close-knit family who carved out a living from the land from the end last ice age and married the Europeans who arrived before the country was founded. American history isn’t just in the pages of a book, it is written in my families photos.
And those photos are now being scanned into my computer one after another, books and books of them. Along with letters written by my Grandmother of memories, my mother’s notes on her growing up, my grandfather’s memories of eating an apple on his sea voyage to America and sneaking out of Poland hidden under hay in a wagon. There are love letters between my parents and my uncle’s recollections of being at Pearl Harbor on December 7th, 1941.
And then there are the orphans. The photos of people I don’t know and of events that were important enough to photograph but not to record in words. The neighbors who helped our family during the wars and the Influenza epidemic but who’s names are now lost.
Immersing myself in this project for the last five months, I have realized that I too am guilty of this crime. I have boxes of photos of my children that remain undocumented. As an author who tells the stories of ficitional characters, I am a little appalled by my failure to do this for my children. Fortunately, it’s not too late.
Now I just have to finish scanning the last album from my parents.

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Based on the Book By

How many times have you watched a movie/TV show and thought I’d like to read the book it was based on?

I’ll admit it doesn’t happen to me very often. Usually one or the other falls short of my expectations. But after watching Coming Home, I decided to take a chance on the book by Rosamund Pilcher.
It took me 2 days to reach the last page, which for me is a very long time.
As it was a Masterpiece Theatre production, I really wasn’t surprised at how closely the movie followed the book. But I was intrigued by what the TV adaption kept, condensed or changed. Some of the changes were necessary for the length of story and to minimize the number of characters and POV switches that were in the book.
Those are easy to understand.
But the resolutions for Edward and Loveday on the screen were somewhat unsatisfying and it wasn’t until I read the book that I thought now this makes sense. (Sorry, I don’t want to get into too much detail and spoil either for someone else.)
So then I got to thinking about my own writing.
If I were going to make my current WIP into a movie which scenes would give the most impact and which would exemplify the characters and their growth arc.
And how often could I make a scene do both?
Maybe that’s what makes a page turner.

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Zombies

I love zombie movies. There’s nothing quite like them to pick me up when I’m feeling down. I just love the wide-scale carnage, the rotting bits plopping off and the campiness of it all.

So when Netflix pops up with new zombie movies, they always get added to my queue. Bad or good, high tech or low. I’ll watch every one of them. This Saturday, I got to sit down to watch Dance of the Dead. In it, a group of nerds (The SciFi club, no less) gets to save their corner of the world from the undead. It was truly a treat from start to finish. From the groundskeeper at the local cemetery who loped off grasping hands, the bully, the nerds and their love interests and the overzealous coach. It had all the HS kitsch and plenty more.

I rated it a 5 out of 5 and hope to find a few more gems by the same director. That said, it did something that I really don’t like to see in zombie movies. Not only did the newly dead leap out of their 6-foot deep dirt-beds but they could also run.
No Way.
And I’m not just saying that because I want to be able to survive the Zombie apocalypse.

I’m saying that because dead and decaying corpses shouldn’t function at the same level or better than those of us still living.

And really, I want a chance to survive:-). Which isn’t likely if the zombies can sprint.

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Emotional Turmoil

Recently I attended a lecture about making time for your writing. For the most part, I agreed with everything the wonderful lecturer said until one part. She stated that writers thrive on emotions so when friend A calls us up to dish about her problems, we drop our writing to feed off her turmoil/excitement. (NOTE: This isn’t how she stated it, just my interpretation of her word—she was much more polite in her wording.) While I’m sure this isn’t evidence of a writer’s emotional vampirism or research for future books, I know that for me emotional turmoil stunts my creativity.
In a very big way.
I can’t connect to my characters when I’m experiencing an emotional surge of any kind. Most of the time, I lock my emotions in a tight mental box and let out only those which keep me on an even keel. This doling out allows me to access the box and unleash the emotions needed for a scene. There are exceptions—my husband and children being two most important ones—but for the most part my natural analytical and logical bent keeps them under control, manageable and available for study.
Wow, that sounds really cold.
Not so. It’s a natural result of having to protect who I really am in a world/society that demands I conform, submit, and subdue my natural personality. Internally, I refuse to do any of those things; outwardly, I can play the part to survive. Ask anyone who knows me casually. I’m the nice, quiet one, who keeps to herself. (Gee, now I sound like a serial killer.)
But survival comes with a price.
And occasionally a laugh—because of all the things I do to maintain inner peace—laughter is the most effective one. It is also the most contagious. Fortunately, I can laugh at myself just as well as I can laugh at others.
And once I can laugh again, I can write again.
Sometimes it just takes me longer to get there than others.

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Arizona Dreamin’

Get up close and personal with 24 authors of all genres at this great girl’s night out! Cover model Jimmy Thomas ( http://www.jimmythomas.com/ ) will be posing with attendees in exchange for a donation to our sponsored charity, Huntington’s Disease Society of America ( http://hdsa.org/ )

We’ll have a bookstore, raffle baskets, and intimate book discussions with the authors. And free goodie bags for everyone!

In addition, Sapphire Blue Publishing will be taking pitches – is there a book in you? Now is the time to find out!

All this fabulousness will happen on:
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Beginning at 2:30pm
at
Tempe InnSuites Hotel and Suites
1651 W. Baseline Road / Tempe, AZ

Tickets are $20 for General Admission, or $39 including Dinner With the Authors!

But space is limited – don’t wait!

For all information and to buy your tickets now, go to:
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See you there!

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Punctuating with Colons

I’ve decided to take a break from the comma odyssey and explore the Colon. After I eliminated all the bodily references, I found that colon usage isn’t as simple as I thought.
First, let’s get the easy stuff out of the way. Colons are used in ratios, script dialogue, definitions, URLs, and separating hours, minutes and seconds.
Simple and straight forward, right?
Good. The next couple ones are easy too.
1) Colons are also used for salutation in a formal or business letter.
Correct: Dear Sir/Madam:
Correct: To Whom It May Concern:
Incorrect: Davy, my lad:
2) Colons are used to separate a title and subtitle.
Correct: Daughters of Destiny: Fiona’s London Diary
3) Colons are used after independent clauses when they are followed by lists.
Correct: Compelling characters need three things: goals, motivation, and conflict.
Incorrect: Compelling characters need: goals, motivation, and conflict.
Correct: We’ll need certain essentials for our camping trip: tent, sleeping bag, cookstove, and water.
Incorrect: The camping essentials are: tent, sleeping bag, cookstove, and water.
4) Colons are used with quotations when the quote adds information, but not always. A few sites have a word limit on comma versus colon usage. And complicating matters sometimes the quotation marks aren’t used in the punctuation. (This rule might be reserved for Literary works, not genre fiction.)
Colon usages also gets a little dicey when it capitalization. Most websites avoid the issue by simply stating pick one style and stick to it. Others cite this or that book and want you to capitalize complete statements after a colon.
Rules vary according to reference and website.
I’m going to stick with consistency and simplicity.

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Interview with Tracy Morris

What prompted you to write paranormal mysteries with a small town flavor?

I’ve loved mysteries since I was a kid. My first ‘big girl’ books were the old Nancy Drew mysteries that my school library had. I graduated from those to Sherlock Holmes and I’ve been reading mystery ever since. The idea of writing small town stories grew out of my experiences moving away and then returning to the small town where I grew up. There is something comforting about coming home, because everyone knows who you are. But at the same time, it can be very stifling, because everyone knows who you are. The mystery element comes organically from that because tall tales, mysteries and horrors make for good stories in the South.

Writers like Tennesee Williams and Flannery O’Connor called it Southern Gothic. To a certain extent, there are oddities that are allowed to exist and perpetuate in the southern experience because pointing them out would not be polite. Some writers play up the grotesque aspect of that. I use it for comedic impact in my books.

Have you ever had a paranormal experience?

In my day job I’m a reporter. That type of training makes me skeptical when it comes to the paranormal. A closed mind isn’t fertile ground for a paranormal experience. That being said, I have scared myself silly walking up the driveway at night and letting my imagination run wild.

Can you tell us a little bit about your latest release?

Bride of Tranquility is a murder mystery set in a haunted hotel during a Renassance wedding. It’s a classic whodunnit that was inspired by the story behind the Crescent Hotel in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. It features the oddball townsfolk from Tranquility Arkansas along with renaissance wedding planners, alien researchers, paranormal investiagors and ferrets running amok.

Do you plot your stories out or do you just start writing?

I usually have a loose plot in my head to keep me going. It’s never very detailed. Just about a paragraph per chapter of my story. I end up hitting walls if I don’t have a detailed plot of some kind. But once I have an outline, I rarely look at it. For the book that i’m ediing now, the outline states that one character is a boy named Elvis. The actual character ended up being a girl named Becky Sue.

What was the funniest thing you learned about your hero/heroine from writing
their story?

The character that I’ve had the most fun writing was Lord Valentine, the wedding planner from Bride of Tranquility. Lord Valentine was an amalgam of a handful of people that I knew from my days as a scadian. He is basically that guy who uses fantasy as a way to escape from his munane life. But he is also more sly and sneaky than he lets on. Especially when it comes to adding money to a wedding bill.

Which of your characters is most like you and which is least like you?

I think all good writers put different aspects of themselves into all of their characters. I can look at each character I have and point out different things about them that I also do. Dr. Dave from the tranquility series worries like I do. Rachel the vet is stubborn like I am. Celeste Ingram, the reporter from my short story Fish Story that appeared in Esther Freisner’s anthology Strip Mauled is quirky the way I am. She also has all of my character flaws to an exaggerated level.

Can you describe your office or where you normally write?

Since my husband is a computer programmer, we have a huge home office with computer desks in opposite corners of the room. Mine is stuffed with so many knick knacks that there is hardly any room to write. I have a couple of fantasy prints and awards on one wall, antique cameras on shelves and books stuffed into every available space.

Which came first the plot or the characters?

For me the characters come first. I have a feel for their personality more than their looks. For Jake, the officer from the Tranquility series, I envisioned Russell Crowe as the sheriff from the move Mystery Alaska. I just finished reading an Anita Blake detective novel when I got an idea to write Celeste Ingram as a character who was determined not to use magic under any circumstances.

Have you ever gotten stuck while writing a scene or chapter? How did you
overcome it?

I’m currently stuck right now in a scene from the next Tranquility novel I’ve basically set up all of my plot threads, and realized that they are not complicated enough to make an entire novel the length that I want. The solution is to cook up more plot. Or possibly cowbell. I’ll figure that out tomorrow.

What is the wackiest thing that’s ever happened to you since you started
writing?

I actually had wackier things happen to me In my previous job as a newspaper photographer. The worst thing that ever happened was that I was pulled behind a speeding boat in freezing rain to take a picture. I’ve shot (photographically speaking) two presidents and a vice president, I got to ride in a hot air balloon and I got to meet my favorite baseball pitcher and quarterback in the same day.

Since I became a writer full time, I get to sit in front of a computer in my pajamas. But it beats getting dragged around by a speed boat.
Since you are published in fiction and essays, do you find one easier
to write than the other?

It’s tough to compare them. Fiction, Essays and web content all require different mental muscles. I prefer to write fiction because to me it’s the grown up version of “lets pretend.”

BIO:racy S. Morris is professional writer, which means that she is fortunate enough to be paid for sitting in front of a computer in her bathrobe each morning. She is a self-described kamikaze speller and when not writing she spends her time as a photographer, gardener, herbalist and enthusiastic reader. Tracy lives with her husband Ryan and her two dogs in Fort Smith Arkansas.

Links:
My Livejournal: http://writertracy.livejournal.com/
My Webpage: http://www.tracysmorris.com

Bride of Tranquility may be ordered from Yard Dog Press at http://www.yarddogpress.com/Bride%20of%20Tranquility.htm

Or at Baen Books in E-Format at http://www.webscription.net/m-9-yard-dog-press.aspx

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Commas and Adjectives

This week’s punctuation adventure is brought to you by commas and adjectives. I could have included this topic with commas and series, but there is enough difference to require its own entry. And quite frankly, this is one of those uses I don’t always get.
A comma is used to separate two or more coordinate adjectives. Simple? Yes and no. For instance:
Correct: Rae searched for the long, purple, chewed gel pen.
Correct: The dark, foreboding, rain-laden clouds crouched low on the horizon.
Incorrect: Rae searched for the blue, cotton shirt.
Correct: Rae searched for the blue cotton shirt.
Apparently, in the last sentence cotton shirt is a noun phrase and is treated like one word. All of the grammar websites I searched offered these helpful hints to determine if commas are necessary.
1) Can the word and be inserted between the adjectives and still make sense?
2) Can the order the adjectives are written be reversed without changing the meaning?
In other words, you could write that Rae searched for the long and purple and chewed gel pen or you could write the chewed and purple and long gel pen. Neither of these changes the meaning or the description of the gel pen. Ditto with the cloud sentence.
But no commas are used between gel and pen or between cotton and shirt because they are noun phrases—such as Christmas tree or fire truck. You wouldn’t write brown, Christmas tree or yellow, fire truck because both Christmas tree and fire truck act as one word and specifies which tree or truck.

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Atlantis Found?

Buried under all the news of the tragedy in Japan, an article on the internet posted information about University of Hartford professor Richard Freund having found the city in Dona Ana Park in Spain.
Oddly enough, Atlantis disappeared under a tsunami.
Around the world, other cities have also been found submerged at the edges of lakes and other bodies of water when the water levels rose from climate change.
The special regarding the find was to air on the National Geographic Channel Sunday with a repeat Tuesday. I’m definitely going to have to order this from Netflix (I don’t have cable).
I loved to know if anyone has watched it and their thoughts.
Here is the link to the article: http://www.myfoxny.com/dpps/news/have-researchers-found-atlantis-dpgoha-20110315-fc_12318511
And the NatGeo website: http://channel.nationalgeographic.com/episode/finding-atlantis-4982/Overview

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