Saturday, January 14, 2017

Writing Tip — Details


You know the saying — "The Devil is in the Details"

Well, for this blog it's true.

Reflect on the purposes of this blog. It is here as a way for you to demonstrate to a larger audience why you should be their next favorite author.

Imagine this scenario:
A reader is drawn to this blog because they see one of their favorite authors is profiled here. The reader scrolls through the comments or other posts and suddenly a well-written piece stands out. This prompts the reader to explore another author and then another.

This is your chance to really stand out. Let readers know what you have to offer.

It's OK to put yourself out there and let potential readers know your writing.

Give readers a glimpse of your writing style. Post a short piece of writing in the comments below.

Is This All There Is
Is this all there is?
This moment in time?
This fixed point?
This existence?
Time starts from a fixed point.
You are here.
Where do you want to go?
There is one path.
The light is bright and you can see where you place your feet.
But the way is rocky and tree roots crisscross the ground.
There is another path.
Where your eyes fall it is smooth and well maintained.
But it is shrouded in shadow and mist.
There is another and another and another.
Which reality will you choose?
Lucinda Moebius

April 9th 2016

1 comment:

  1. Good points. Here's my sample:
    "Giovanni had stayed behind a little longer to look upon the morning sky even though it was beginning to burn his skin and eyes. He pulled out a pair of sunglasses to put on and applied a small amount of sunblock. Giovanni took so much joy in being able to look upon the beauty of the morning sky before it became too dangerous for him. He never let the small sting of discomfort bother him during his precious gazing time.
    A short while later, only a few yards away, Giovanni was heading downstairs toward the kitchen when mental projections of Mira’s joy and excitement overtook his mind. Phantom droplets soothed his skin and warmth swirled a soapy fragrance around his body. Grabbing the handrail, Giovanni shook his head, trying to clear his mind. Suddenly, a clash of dull back aches and joyful jitters overtook his mind. Giovanni could sense Abraham’s excitement at having someone to cook for and entertain. Giovanni decided he, too, was very excited.
    Giovanni was almost finished setting up the table and Abraham had already taken his place when Mira came dancing down the stairs. She entered the room on a cloud of sweet perfume, wearing a yellow blouse and dark denim jeans. Her hair was shiny, shriveled and damp, and pulled up out of her face by tiny hair clips that matched her blouse. Her glasses were resting on her forehead just barely in her hair." ~Eternal Curse: Giovanni's Angel
    Copyright 2015 Toinette J. Thomas

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