I'm talking a lot about creativity and the creative flow lately, including this week's podcast episode on why I'm moving into filmmaking, as an extension of my storytelling.

Recently I was feeling grumpy, a bit empty, a yearning grabbing my attention away...

Then I realized: D'oh! I haven't worked on my novel in a week, maybe more.

So yesterday I sat down at my favorite writing spot (a local cafe) with one of my favorite writing drinks (iced tea) and started in.

I start always with a log entry - a kind of journaling where everything and everything can spill out of me. Even a to-do list. Even a diatribe against whatever is bugging me.

Then I inevitably get around to asking myself questions about my WIP and also stating what I wish. What I want. And then inevitably I start thinking about the manuscript.

And boom, I worked on a scene. I mean, deep in it. Editing, thinking about how the POV character is feeling, what they're thinking. seeing, hearing, feeling.

Almost an hour later, I sat back, satisfied.

I'd traveled into my story. I'd sat in someone else's heart mind and soul and made art from it.

There's nothing like it.

I could only have done this because I know my characters well.

Coming soon:

Craft Compelling Characters for Fiction Writers: A home study course that comes with Office Hours.

Stay tuned!

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