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Monday Morning Wisdom #94

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Monday Morning Wisdom #94

Found on Twitter:

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Creative Juice #33

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Creative Juice #33

 

Thirteen things to tweak your creative bones.

  • The art of Bo Bartlett. It makes me long for the beach.
  • Get smarter. (I think doing even 5 or 10 of these things would help.)
  • Writing tools.
  • Life-saving reading list.
  • Don’t you hate pressboard? Yet this is beautiful.
  • The power of story. Interview with the author of The Shack.
  • Gorgeous quilts from the Killer Bees quilt show.
  • The versatility of black and white photography.
  • I am not promoting the book in this trailer (though it might be very good); I just think the idea of analyzing habits you want to break is intriguing:

Creative Juice #32

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Creative Juice #32

Thirteen articles to ponder.

Creative Juice #31

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Creative Juice #31

Pretty things to see. Creative stuff to do.

Creative Juice #30

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Creative Juice #30

A baker’s dozen of artful articles (better for you than donuts!):

Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #42

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #42

Every Sunday, the Weekend Writing Warriors share 8-10-sentence snippets from their works-in-progress on their blogs for others to read and comment on. Join the fun! Click on the link to see the full list.

The Unicornologist ~ High school freshman Hillary Noone, on a field trip to The Cloisters, receives a prophecy: she is destined to save the unicorn. Though she shrugs it off as being preposterous, soon life imitates art, and she finds herself in mortal danger.

It’s Hillary’s second night camping alone in the woods. She’s just crawled into her sleeping bag.wewriwa2

Moments later, the whispers began. Worthless! Stupid! Why don’t you just die? Go away! You’re not welcome here.

Hillary sat up and shuddered. She clamped her hands over her ears and rocked herself. She could still hear the taunting words.

Trembling and whimpering to drown out the voices, she clamped her eyes shut to deaden her sense of doom.

I know it’s short (the limit is ten sentences), but what do you think of this small excerpt from the end of Chapter 21? Any suggestions on how I can make it better? Please comment below.

Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #41

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #41

Every Sunday, the Weekend Writing Warriors share 8-10-sentence snippets from their works-in-progress on their blogs for others to read and comment on. Join the fun! Click on the link to see the full list.

The Unicornologist ~ High school freshman Hillary Noone, on a field trip to The Cloisters, receives a prophecy: she is destined to save the unicorn. Though she shrugs it off as being preposterous, soon life imitates art, and she finds herself in mortal danger.

A couple of snippets ago, Hillary spent her first night camping out in the woods. It didn’t go well. The next day, she tells Bob (the unicorn) all about it.

Looking into his intelligent eyes, she confided, “I had a bad night.”wewriwa2

Bob nodded knowingly.

“I’m afraid—”

Bob shook his head vehemently enough to knock Hillary’s caressing hand off his neck.

“You don’t think I should be afraid?”

Again, Bob shook his head vigorously.

“But creatures were watching me and growling…”

Bob’s eyes blinked. In them, Hillary read reassurance.

I know it’s short (the limit is ten sentences), but what do you think of this small excerpt from Chapter 21? Any suggestions on how I can make it better? Please comment below.

Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #40

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #40

Every Sunday, the Weekend Writing Warriors share 8-10-sentence snippets from their works-in-progress on their blogs for others to read and comment on. Join the fun! Click on the link to see the full list.

The Unicornologist ~ High school freshman Hillary Noone, on a field trip to The Cloisters, receives a prophecy: she is destined to save the unicorn. Though she shrugs it off as being preposterous, soon life imitates art, and she finds herself in mortal danger.

Willis Terwilliger is a cosmetics magnate and big-game hunter (this is 1967, before there were laws prohibiting it). On the way home from a fishing trip in an earlier chapter, he stopped for a meal at Niko’s, a diner, also a hangout for the kids who go to Hillary’s school. He overheard Hillary’s friend Allie gossiping about her (Hillary’s) unicorn obsession, insisting she’d seen one in the woods.

In another part of the forest, Willis Terwilliger tread softly in his tan pocketed hunting vest, camera around his neck. Before he committed to the hunt, he wanted to be sure his quarry actually existed, and not just in the minds of goofy teenagers.

He stooped to examine some hoofprints, like a deer’s, but larger. Next to it he spied small shoeprints, maybe size six or seven. If these were indeed unicorn tracks, then the story of the kids who had seen it was true.

wewriwa2He imagined himself bringing down the legendary beast–it would take all his patience and cunning. Maybe he’d have to stalk it for days, weeks. But in the end, his skill would pay off, and his taxidermist would have the immensely satisfying job of preserving a unique specimen. His party guests would congratulate him on his good fortune, and he would beguile them with stories of his own courage and perseverance.

Willis snapped a photo of the tracks, and then followed them, smiling.

I know it’s short (the limit is ten sentences), but what do you think of this small excerpt from Chapter 21? Any suggestions on how I can make it better? Please comment below.

Creative Juice #26

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Creative Juice #26

Sixteen juicy articles to tickle your creativity bone:

Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #38

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Weekend Writing Warriors: Andrea’s Snippet #38

Every Sunday, the Weekend Writing Warriors share 8-10-sentence snippets from their works-in-progress on their blogs for others to read and comment on. Join the fun! Click on the link to see the full list.

7. The Unicorn in Captivity

The Unicornologist ~ High school freshman Hillary Noone, on a field trip to The Cloisters, receives a prophecy: she is destined to save the unicorn. Though she shrugs it off as being preposterous, soon life imitates art, and she finds herself in mortal danger.

We return to Beth and Dave, who in last week’s snippet tried to cut off the unicorn’s horn, earning a nice goring for Dave. We pick up a few moments later.

“I’m taking off your shirt,” she said, starting to undo his buttons.

Dave shook his head no.

“You need a bandage, and I’m not taking off my shirt.” She finished unbuttoning him and stripped the shirt off. She folded up the body of the shirt, centered it on the puncture in his chest, and tied it around him with the sleeves. “Put pressure on that.”

Obediently, Dave pressed his hand over the wound.

Beth put his other arm around her neck. “Now stand up–I’ll help you.”

Dave struggled to his feet, crying out in pain.

I know it’s short (the limit is ten sentences), but what do you think of this small excerpt from Chapter 20? Any suggestions on how I can make it better? Please comment below.