Let’s begin with Zora Neale Hurston. Ms. Hurston, where have you been all my life?
Here I’ve been, calling myself a reader, and I’ve just now (like, ten minutes ago) finished the most excellent book Their Eyes Were Watching God. Seriously. What have I been doing all these years?
Well, I’m here at WordPress. What do you think? You can compare this to the old blog, over at rcmfo.blogspot.com.
It’s hard, switching from Blogger to WordPress. Blogger let me do whatever I wanted to do, like make the font size BIGGER. WordPress says, “Uh, uh, nooooo! Not without paying for it!” And let’s not mention the hour I spent looking for the magic code that would let me insert extra line breaks into my text.
Frustrating. And yet… in the end, worth it.
Speaking of that magic code… How To Insert Additional Line Breaks Into WordPress Without Ripping the Very Hairs From Your Delicate Head:
Copy this piece of good luck where you want it, while in the HTML view:
<br style="height:4em;" />
Change the “4” to adjust the width of the line break. Done. Enjoy a margarita.
(Okay, now I’m ticked off. This worked for me earlier. Now, it’s getting deleted. Stupid WordPress, I JUST WANT TO PUT IN SOME LINE BREAKS! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?)
(Update: I just figured it out. It works between paragraphs in the “paragraph” setting, but gets deleted between “paragraphs” and “headings.” Oh, and you have to save it from the HTML view. Ack!)
Take a breath, girl. Let’s think about happier things…
Duh-duh-duh-duh-DUM-DUM/ Duh-duh-duh-duh-DUM / Duh-duh-duh-duh-DUM-DUM / Duh-duh-duh-duh-dum…
This awesome movie arrived in the mail this week. Shall we watch it? Yes, we shall!
The hardest part of writing these memos is being diplomatic and encouraging while pointing out the manuscript’s problems. Obviously I cannot come out and tell the writer that his or her story sucks and he or she should take up breeding long-haired dachshunds. But there have been times when I’ve wanted to suggest a change of occupation even as I felt so much sympathy for the writer that I could have wept.
Jessica Page Morrell, Thanks, But This Isn’t For Us: A (Sort of) Compassionate Guide to Why Your Writing Is Being Rejected. This book continues to crack me up, probably because she’s describing me. But I’m not really a dachshund kind of girl.
Question for you fiction writers out there: What is the best way to go about studying the craft?
Here I am, playing at my novel, like a little girl with paper dolls, almost entirely ignorant of pretty much everything about writing. My library card is showing signs of frequent use, but otherwise I’m in need of something a bit more systematic. And serious. Any thoughts?
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