Sorry, nothing about the FAA today...

So I want to be a writer... 

All I have to do is rekindle the fire...

For that, I need some matches.  Or a couple of rocks.  That'd be more my style, bang some rocks together until something creative comes out.  Of course, the neighbors will probably look askance if I sit under the willow tree, bashing fist sized quartz cobbles together.  Might be fun, but I'm going to need a scotch or two.  On the rocks (pun intended...)

As long as I'm banging rocks together, let's see what ideas do come out.  Way back when, I outlined a few storylines to work on, eventually I chose Imperfect Hope to work on first.  I did indeed finish the first draft, printed it out, and promised myself a break before getting back into the grind.  I suppose a year and a half is a long enough break.  I've started rereading IH, taking notes on the storyline, and trying to see how much rewrite, as opposed to revision, it's going to need.

I know I touched on it a bit ago, but right off the bat, I can see my opening is weak.  Not so much the writing, but the concept.  What I'd decided way back when I finished the first draft was that I was starting the story as if the readers were already familiar with the protagonists.  In essence, it was as if I was writing the third installment of a three book series, assuming the reader already had "an investment" in the characters.  So...  I did start writing the new origin of the story, untitled and, as yet, without a firm plotline other than a hope to introduce the main characters (and all the background) to the readers in a more involving manner. 

However...  The storyline needs to be developed before I go any further.  So time to get a brainstorm on...

I need a real gully-buster of a brainstorm.  Filled with thunder and lightning, blizzard conditions, maybe a tornado or two...

Hmmm...

More to come...

Clear skies, (except, perhaps, in the new project...)
Jim