So many times in my life I was sure I knew what I wanted: Money, Nice home, Husband, Children, a Bestselling Book and the Fame to go with it. It took me several years to understand that many of the things I thought I wanted were not even close to what would make me Happy and Satisfied.
Healthy Tips for Writers by Janice Ernest
As a writer, I can travel from my office chair to many other worlds and live the vicarious lives of my characters. It is easy to get lost in the story and forget that I need to move also.
When you are self employed, it is up to you to schedule your time wisely, each day. Diligence and routine become important to the discipline of the writer, or any other self employed person.
Pronouns, I’m all for them.
Pronouns are words which masquerade as nouns hiding in plain sight and indicating meaning to the reader. They substitute for specific nouns and are known as the noun’s antecedent.
An example would be:
When the bird warbles, it is happy. (It is the pronoun acting as the antecedent)
The cock crowed, the sun rose, and I with my coffee cup sat at the computer thinking about writing. Telling a compelling story is terrific. Writing pages and pages is great, but…am I writing right?
Bound and determined to answer this question I started a quest to review basic grammar over the next few weeks. Today’s lesson: Nouns
As an aspiring author, the desire to be published often blinds the new writer as they navigate the pathway to publication. They find themselves impatient and willingly fall in with the first publisher who makes them an offer. Lacking knowledge of the publishing business, and not having investigated the many options available to them, they are often sucked into regrettable situations.
Thankfully, for the new writer, and old, there is a website www.preditorsandeditors.com which offers information regarding many publishers and gives the following list of rules for spotting a ‘Scam Publisher’.
Several years ago, a few ladies volunteered at the church to come in one day a week and help fold the Sunday programs. On this particular fall Tuesday afternoon they sat chatting and folding when the pastor rushed into the room and commanded, “Stop! Immediately!”
He then stomped out of the room. The ladies were shocked.
I always thought building a blog or website called for the genius of a small child or a grown child with an IPAD. Without either, the need for a website could only be fulfilled in one way.
More and more the need was upon me. My internet clock was ticking and the world of the web was moving on without me. Somewhere out there, in the cloud, the idea first occurred, radiating down until it became a gleam in my eye. I want to have a website and blog before my internet clock stops ticking. I want to do ecommerce tonight; I want to politicize the world.