I’m working on a book of writing prompts that will combine a writing journal, prompts, and illustrations to color. My idea is to have a workbook that has a reasonable amount of prompts and enough ruled pages so that there is space to write out the exercises. It won’t be a giant book of a zillion prompts, and partly that’s because I want the journal to be saddle-stitched so it’s easier to use, and that limits the size the book can be. Sometimes perfect-bound books (think of a regular paperback novel with a spine) won’t open flat and they’re difficult to write in.
The art will be line illustrations for coloring. Sometimes the writing process isn’t always linear, and having something on the page that you can play with could be enough to jump-start your creativity, or it could just be fun. I’m aiming to get the first book out this summer, with the theme of “beach edition,” and I hope to make the project into a series, which I’m calling Writer’s Catalyst.
This year has been disappearing fast, and I wish I could say that the piles of work in my inbox were disappearing just as quickly, but everything I’m working on seems to be moving in slow motion. I have made progress on some of my writing projects, but I’ve stalled out on a couple of things.
Behind the scenes at Corrugated Sky, we’re putting together our fourth anthology, which should be available in the fall. It’s the first one that we’ve opened to outside submissions, so we’ll be finalizing the selections this week and sending out emails to authors. I’m working on my own entry, which involves fireflies and fairies.
What’s more fun is that we’re going to be doing the Shore Leave event in Baltimore this year, and we’ll have at least eight titles on display at our table. If you’re in the area, come on by and say hello. I’ll post more information about the event as it gets near (the date is in the events box on the right of the page).
It’s been some time since I posted a Thursday Writing Prompt, so here’s one that will provide you with a location with lots of atmosphere.
The Rusty Arms hotel was once the most famous hotel on the Isle of Mollard, but a string of unexplained deaths caused tourism to drop off, and eventually the hotel began to lose money. The owners tightened their purse strings, and rather than spend money on upkeep, they needed the money to pay staff. But it didn’t matter, and soon the staff began to quit, one by one, until only a skeleton crew remained — a real skeleton crew.
Now write a short story based on the hotel and its unusual staff.
Maybe I’ve just lost momentum, but I seem to have forgotten how to get things done. The new normal for me is to have so many projects going that I spin in circles looking for a place to start. When I was in graduate school I worked full time and managed to knock out school work, work work, and house work without melting down. These days I can’t see over my work inbox and it seems to take forever to read a book or get any writing done.
I need to get back on the bike, so to speak, although this cute red scooter looks like a sweet ride. (And yes, I do use a cart at the liquor store.) I love the way scooters look, but I wonder if I would have the courage to ride one. I’m fine with something I have to pedal, but I’m not too sure about something that’s powered. I don’t want to think about my one and only time on a moped, when I nearly rode out into traffic because I was afraid to turn it too sharply and fall over. Still, maybe a sunny Italian countryside, a picnic basket, and I could be tempted.
Currently I’m working on a biography of Nikola Tesla for a textbook, and I feel like I’ve been dragging my mental heels on everything writing-related this past year. Still, I am writing, it’s just not completed writing — that’s a big difference to me and one that affects my mindset. I need to work on The One Thing and ignore the other 20 projects I’ve signed up for — and avoid signing up for any others until some of the backlog is taken care of. But that’s not how I roll. The more the merrier … sigh.
And now maybe it’s time to learn a new craft — I’m getting back into calligraphy and fountain pens and nib pens, and I’m thinking of trying some bookbinding. I made one book (not writing, actual construction of a physical book) back in the late 70s but I had a hard time finding and affording the materials. These days, it’s easier to find stuff, and my pockets are a little deeper than when I was a teenager.