I finished the new opening for the book. I have to say that I love it, although every time I look at it I find something else that I want to change. I’m now considering working on the portal scene. Give them some sort of obstacle (well, besides the whole Pothandas issue). THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS (that reminds me of a soup commercial J)! That’s exactly what I adore about writing: I can do whatever I want. It’s like the childhood fantasy of what adulthood will be like. But I feel so terrible making my characters suffer – even if in small ways. I’m actually trying to come up with ways to tear them down! Oh! I’m horrible!
In all honesty, I’m supposed to be writing a dramatic monologue right now. Not really my thing. When it comes to poetry, I think I prefer blank verse. Of course I do enjoy metered poetry, as well as free verse.
Oh, yeah, my Creative Writer’s Handbook (which I’m trying to sell online) is screaming at me to do my homework. Signing out…
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