Blahahaha! I’ll get you my pretty…you’re in my lair…um, at my blog now. Welcome, Kim Bowman, author of one great paranormal read, Wayward Soul, available at Astraea Press. I promise this will be painless (for the words anyway). Here’s the deal. Kim and I have entered into a story premise challenge. I tend to come up with an idea and then plot the story from start to finish. Kim comes up with an idea and writes by the seat of her pants. That’s why I’m called…wait for it…a plotter…and Kim is called…ta-da! A pantser. I’ll be posting three words in the comment section here on my blog, and Kim is going to try and come up with a plot revolving around those words. Now, Kim is going to do the same for me on her blog. http://kimbowmanauthor.blogspot.com/ She’ll be posting three words for and I’ll have to come up with a plot. Then we decided we wanted to add to the fun. We’d like everyone to leave a comment trying to stump us. You can post three of your own words that you’d like for us to use to come up with a creative plot. Or post a word for us to have to use along with the three we have!! Please keep your posts G-rated. The words you use to challenge us can be edgy but not offensive. We will then combine all the posts from mine and Kim’s blogs and use randomizer.org to pick one lucky winner of a beautiful necklace! And now….on to the games!
Wayward Soul and Heartsight are both available at http://astraeapress.com/ along with many other fine titles.
Like Kay said, I write by the seat of my pants. I take an idea and go where it takes me. For instance Wayward Soul came about because of a personal experience I had that lead me to believe we do have “little voices” that guide us. Long story short, I developed an extremely high/irregular heartbeat and high blood pressure on top of that. My cardiologists scheduled a heart cath. It’s a procedure where they make an incision in your thigh and run a camera up to your heart to take a look and make sure everything’s okay.
Three days before my procedure I got this awful, sinking feeling in my stomach. It was like someone was whispering in my ear not to have the test done. At first, I thought it was nerves, but as the day went on the feeling got worse. I called and canceled the appointment. My husband was angry, the nurse was upset. She told the doctor and HE called me himself telling me that as fast as my heart was beating and with my high blood pressure I was a walking time bomb and I needed to have the procedure done.
I stood firm.
My husband even played the parent card and called my parents. I didn’t care.
Three days later (coincidence? I think not) I woke up in unbearable pain. My son took me to the ER where I almost died. My gallbladder was ready to explode. It was twice as big as it should have been. It was infected and the infection was running wild through my body. So much so that the doctors made me take four different antibiotics for a week before they would try to operate.
After the surgery to remove my gallbladder I went back to see the cardiologist. He told me how glad he was I didn’t listen to him because had he performed the heart cath he most definitely would have hit my gallbladder, possibly rupturing it and killing me before he realized what happened!
From this experience I had the thought, Wouldn’t it be cool to have a story built around that “little voice” we all hear at times?
That’s how my stories start. I see something and think “oh, it’d be cool to have characters doing that” or “what if I had this happen” and after I write the scene that pops into my head, I figure out how they get to that point. I ALWAYS know how a story is going to end before I write the first sentence. Ironically, in my new release Wayward Soul I wrote the last chapter first and then figured out (mostly in reverse order) how I was going to get the hero and heroine to that point. Okay, technically that’s not true. I wrote the last chapter first and then my hero went rogue on me and became the villain so I ended up having to add a chapter at the end. As a matter of fact, I wrote the first chapter last!