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In 2011, my main focus will be on writing a novel. Since I'm a novice novelist, I've decided to come at the project from different angles, exploring the genre and experimenting with its elements. This blog and its offsite sister blog will be my journals where I attack novel-writing one day at a time.
As I was creating my BlogSpot page, the inspiration for the blog solidified in my mind. I named that blog "One Significant Moment at a Time." In essence, I want to use the format as a reminder to walk through my life with my author's eyes open, taking in the details, feeling the emotions of the day. As moments unfold and I feel their affects on me as a person, a woman, a mother, a sister, a member of the world community, I'll let the writer in me talk about it.
Creative Nonfiction is the genre most fitting to describe what I envision accomplishing here, moreso than blogging or journaling. The style is best suited, I feel, for my ambitions as a novelist.
In addition, Friday entries will not be written by me. Instead, I'll turn the keyboard over to one of the characters in my novel. He or she will relate the events of the day as s/he saw them, through the filter of his or her perception.
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Today's exercise was a lot of fun and I had absolutely no idea where it was going to go.
ABCs
26 lines of dialogue can take you to some unusual places... often good ones!
Write
A two person dialogue, no narrative, starting with the first letter of the alphabet and working your way to Z:
(8:48 AM)
"After three years of marriage, I’m finally seeing your true colors!"
"Be a dear and hand me the remote control."
"Can’t you see I’m trying to communicate something to you here?"
"Don’t you realize we’re not in a commercial break?"
"Evan, that’s not funny. I need to get this off my chest!"
"For heaven’s sake, Debra, you are getting yourself all worked up over nothing."
"Gilda saw Brent kiss Natalie!"
"He wasn’t kissing her! Gilda’s blind as a bat and had been drinking mojitos all afternoon – how do you know what she saw?"
"I heard it from Karen who was told by Janet that she overheard Gilda tell Maggie."
"Janet?"
"Karen’s friend from pilates class."
"Let’s see, that makes six degrees of separation between me and…who saw it again?"
"Maybe you think this is all a big joke, but I’m worried sick about Brent."
"No you’re not. You’re upset because you don’t like Natalie."
"Open your eyes, Evan! Natalie is a bimbo and is probably crawling with venereal diseases."
"Possibly, but that’s Brent’s problem. He’s a grown up, he doesn’t need his big sister interfering with his love life."
"Question: Was Brent acting like a grown up when he built that ramp in the road and broke his collar bone tryng to do X-Games tricks on his bike?"
"Responsibly, though – he had his helmet on, remember?"
"Shocking! You come to his defense again and again. I don’t get it!"
"Try to see things from my perspective: Brent’s a guy who does “guy things,” including wanting to kiss hot girls. He’s normal, let him be."
"Underneath Natalie’s “hot-ness” is a heart of stone. She’ll devastate Brent and I can’t watch it happen."
"Volunteering your opinion isn’t going to help Brent; you’re only going to piss him off, again."
"What do you mean, again?"
"X-Games mishap ring any bells? You read him the riot act for trying, as you put it, “that asinine circus trick.” He didn’t speak to you for a month."
"Your advice to me, then, is what? To just keep quiet?"
"Zen meditation, Deb, that’s what you need. Why don’t you start now, since my program is back on."
(9:35 am)
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