The last two weeks have not been good for my writing at all. I'm about 1/3 into my next Rocky Bluff but many, many things have interfered with the writing.
I had to judge some manuscripts for a contest--and that was interesting. The first one I read was marvelous. Excellent writing, different plot and a joy to read. Second book was great too, some minor errors but not much. Then came the not-so-good--and one that's was just plain awful.
I've judged a lot of books and unpubbed manuscripts over the years. Some of them make me wonder if they've ever read a book--or even the guidelines of how to format a manuscript. Did they look up words to make sure they used the right one for what they meant? Have they ever heard that an exclamation point after nearly every sentence doesn't make things better? And elllipses covering every page--what's that about?
Using every synonym in the dictionary for said and asked drives me crazy. And boring dialogue that does nothing to move the story along.
And of course, the biggest problem so many new writers have, point-of-view. Head jumping from one character to another--and none of the characters have been developed enough to be more than a name.
Anyway, that took up lots of time. I had to decide which ones would win and write something encouraging for each--and tell them what needed to be fixed.
And then family events came along. Not complaining about them because they were beautiful, heartwarming and fun. Grandson Nathan (youngest son's oldest boy) married his love, Amanda, weekend before last.
This past weekend, we headed to the coast for another grandson's wedding: Gregg (youngest daughter's middle son) and his love, Caitlin.
Now it's time to put my fanny in the seat and get to work on my own book.