…Natalia came to a great gothic gate with the words Saint-Cloud on it with a bright smile on her face. Then she looked up the long drive to the sprawling gray manor house and her face fell. Gray stone, steep roofs, and turrets. The house looked like it should stand not under the California sun, but weather-beaten on an English moor. It seemed desperately out of place and unloved and she felt a twinge of sadness. Anxiously she walked up the drive, peering at the gray stone
If you’ve ever queried a literary agent, then you know it’s a special kind of hell. Frankly, I thought writing a book would be the most difficult aspect of becoming a novelist. It turns out, that isn’t so. Three years ago, I woke up having met a heroine in my dreams. An eighteen-year-old girl, covered in filth, awaiting her execution. An execution that could start a war. That summer I discovered what it meant to fall in love with a story. I had all those heart-fluttery
[Jack] stood a hairsbreadth behind her, all the nerve endings closest to her firing and crackling, his fingers twitching to touch. Bending to the nape of her neck, he breathed in the scent of sweet almonds, bright citrus, and a dark musk that was utterly intoxicating. How desperately he wanted to touch her. To drag his nose along her nape sending a warm breath to tickle the fine hairs. To slide a hand down her arm and thread his fingers through hers. To take that last sm
So my storyboard is pretty benign, nothing scandalous on it, really. I'm saved from having to explain too much to my boys because they can't read yet, though my oldest is on the cusp and hungry to. He's taken to spelling things out and asking me to tell him what it is. Fascinated with my storyboard, this morning he was examining my index cards (a line or two about each scene).
"What's this word, Mommy? O-P-I-U-M?"
I said it without thinking.
So I've been thinking a TON about this: what makes a character a hero vs. an antihero? I'm working on my most complicated story to date and it's coming slower as a result. But it's because I'm getting stuck on this. The first thing you want to do in any story is create a protagonist that your readers care about. If they don't, it will be a challenge to get invested in the story. But that isn't always easy. In this story doubly so as I navigate the tricky pass of creatin
A thick, shrouding copse of honeysuckle opened to reveal an ornate, iron gate swung wide. Gleaming Cadillacs, Rolls Royces, and Bugattis idled in a line in the drive, waiting to deposit the evening’s guests. “I don’t know why Graham couldn’t drive,” said Faye. “He could have, of course,” said Jack, sitting easily behind the wheel as they rolled slowly forward to a valet. “But it’s ridiculous to ask him when I’m perfectly capable.” He glanced at her slunk low as if avoiding
The other night I was commenting with some authors about writing process. I know some people, writers or not, find this interesting, so I thought I'd share mine. I'm usually given the first scene whole cloth. In a dream or when I'm doing something mindless (like making lunch for my little boys). Charlotte in her prison cell or Jack and Faye at breakfast, it comes in full technicolor detail. The sounds, the dialogue, the tension, everything is complete. Then it's up to me