Sunday, January 15, 2017

A+B Doesn't Always Equal C

Bam, and Here Comes Z

Funny. I began writing Flirty and Red, the new story. Had it in my head as a contemporary, but there were hints that Red was more, not human. Struggled with that idea. I mean, the goal was for these two to have a pretty simple story. Meet, conflict, resolve and end. But, nooooooo. Red had to be something different.


Isn't that the problem sometimes? As a writer, even a writer who plans every last moment, you have an idea or a concept. Then, before you realize it, your story has changed. It's a lot like the characters having a life of their own, and you? You're just the storyteller, providing the events as they lived it rather than how you wanted it to be.

Me? Had the whole thing outlined from beginning to end. Now? I've got to do research, go back to the first chapter and add the layers then return to the area where I am currently and get the job done.

And, you know what? I'm happy. Writing shouldn't be easy. It shouldn't be a formula. A+B always equals C. No, it doesn't. Sometimes, you have to let D, E, F, and G in there. Then you have a story. It's like life. BAM, Z comes out of nowhere and clunks you on the head. Then, you have to deal with it.

I'm dealing with it and can't wait to see where it ends.

On Audiobooks? 

Right now, I'm listening to this series by Maris Black. Oh, my everloving wow. You have to check this book out, but be prepared. It's not easy. It's not cute. It's beautiful, dark and a little twisted. And, no, not twisted in that taboo way. It's raw, and it's real. Love it. But, I'm ahead of myself. Hang on a sec....

There you go! Find this book. It's a three part series, and you will not regret listening. In fact, you'll become addicted. Oh, that reminds me. Another second here...

The blurb!
My name is Jamie Atwood, and I'm an addict. I never thought I'd say such a thing. Never had a problem being overly attached to anything in my life. I came from a perfectly middle-class family, made good grades, and had a hot cheerleader girlfriend...but the truth is, nothing ever really moved me.

So how did a guy like me become an addict? I met Michael Kage. Kage is an MMA fighter. A famous one. I like to think I helped him get that way. He's charming as hell, with looks to rival any movie star and talent to back it up. So why did he need to hire me as an intern publicist? Simple. He has a darkness in him - like a black hole so deep it could swallow him and me and everyone we know - and that's not good for business. The first time I met him, I felt the pull. I think the addiction began at that very moment. And even if I'd known then what I know now, I would have fallen for him. How could I not? For me, Kage is everything.

Getting so much done here, because I will do anything to listen to this story: clean, wash, fold, drive, etc. Anything. 



Have you had a moment to check out Banks? If you're needing someone to listen to while you're writing or studying, try her. She's my go to . You can even do her radio station on most apps and get the same type of feeling. 

What's out there right now for me?



Broken Bones is available almost anywhere ebooks are sold, and of course, on the DSP website. 
They Called Him Nightmare and A Chance for Hope (which is actually a part of the Love Wins Anthology) is located on the Dreamspinner Press website and almost anywhere ebooks are sold. 

What am I crossing my fingers for? 
A Place for Dreams
Getting There
Both have been submitted. Let's all cross our fingers.

Still hoping for Broken Pieces to finally be finished. Waiting on some beta responses on that one, then submitting. 

Well, that's me, my lovelies! Happy hugs and hopeful wishes!



Love,
Deja





I'm dealing.

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