Novel Jewelry – Week 27

November 26, 2014 § 2 Comments

Sitting in my tree house


Keeping still the hours

Anna's Hummingbird

Anna’s Hummingbird

Flashes of brilliance


TIP: Write them Wear them Own them

Anna's Hummingbird

Anna’s Hummingbird

xo Pierr


Novel Week 26 – Eagle Vision

November 17, 2014 § 4 Comments

A pair of them calling and careening through the ravine this morning! One flew on, the other rested near the clock at the police station.


This was a lucky shot through the window glass, handheld at 5x zoom. Although the area happens to be this Eagle’s turf, I like to think the raptor came to give me a message about my novel progress. “It’s a sign!”  Anything can be a sign to me.

I’ve been Pierrsevering here, going over and over these first fifty pages, arranging and rearranging, testing out combinations to get the clearest and most fun (it’s supposed to be humor, remember) mix of ingredients. There’s still one section that trips me up. Since the Eagle’s visit, I know what it is.

I have a subplot going which I know a lot about from another life (forty years ago is, in fact, another lifetime). I’ve given my protagonist all my knowledge of it, so it should be a piece of cake to weave into her world. Truth? It’s the hardest dang thing I’ve ever tried to do and today, flying over the top of these pages, I see how intensely involved I was in this activity without being in love with it. I’ve been trying to make the love come across in my character without feeling it myself.

Maybe there’s nothing wrong with that. My protagonist can love it or not and it can be interesting and fun to flesh out, see what she does because of that. It’s just at the moment, I’m a little stunned to realize forty years ago I was so determined that I persisted at something that was finally, in the end, a relief to give up.


TIP: Let her fly!  – xo Pierr

Novel Walk – Week 25

November 11, 2014 § 2 Comments

TIP: It’s good to get out.

NovelWalkWeek25aPierrMorgan Breathe the air. With a friend, if you’ve got one…


…if you can keep up. Then, alone is okay too.


Novel Babysitting – Week 24

November 4, 2014 § 7 Comments

NovelBabysitting1PierrMorganYou got the tools, the place, the space…

NovelBabysitting2PierrMorgan TIP: Give time to be with your baby till she’s full-feathered and gone from the nest.

xo Pierr

National Novel Writing Month

October 31, 2014 § 2 Comments


HERE WE GO!!! 50K . Good luck ALL – xo Pierr

Novel – On the Road Again – Week 22

October 28, 2014 § Leave a comment

LightbyPierrMorgan      I have a plan! The light is bright enough to see the path at my feet but a bit too bright to see too far ahead, which is good. Ducks swim, writers write.

What I forget is how easily influenced I am by others’ advice, opinions and tastes. I did ask for it – I’m not complaining. Just saying I got stuck in that parking lot last week with my “what if” fears. I can’t be hacking and rearranging so EVERYone will read it and relate to it. That’s impossible. I have to write this novel the clearest way I know how to write it. In my own style. My #1 goal all along has been “to finish.” I’m the only one who can achieve this goal.

I took out one of the characters. She was hard to release. Took me a couple days. I’d take her out, then put her in. This was suggested by three different people way back in May but I couldn’t see it. I thought things would fall apart. Now I see how the few things she said and did can easily be transferred to a couple other characters and actually fill them out more, give them more presence and purpose. More spunk.

I’m combing 50-page sections now, one a week, which will take me to the end of November. Then I’ll put the manuscript in a drawer – no peek for a week – while I compose a brilliant cover letter and whatever necessary to send to an agent on my list. Then I’ll reread the novel, and finally, week 8, off it goes!

TIP: Emma Coats, Pixar storyboard artist on Twitter, has this advice: The 22 Rules of Storytelling, According to Pixar

xo Pierr

Novel Dream – Week 21

October 21, 2014 § Leave a comment

It’s broad daylight. I’m driving out of the parking lot behind another car that comes to the forked exit for a left or right turn. They stop. I’m thinking they’re not sure which way to go. I give them a little time and space. I’m mellow. A nice person. Not in a hurry. Then, since there’s plenty of room and I know where I want to go, I steer around the car to go right. Suddenly there’s a thud on my windshield. I’ve stopped, stone still in the parking lot somehow. Can’t see a thing. Like bricks on the windshield. For sure something Pauline’s wipers won’t clear. I panic, look out the back window.


That other car followed me, its occupants outside now standing behind my car. My driver door window – same thing – but the figure’s so huge I can only see its chest, either a black bear or a human wearing a black fleece jacket.

TIP: WAKE UP!!! Get the pen the keyboard whatever this second GO WRITE!!!!!!


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