When you are not writing, how do you like to relax? It depends on what mood I’m in. Sometimes I cook, or play video games, or listen to music. Mostly I love to read, and watch cooking shows. Food Network and Cooking Channel have been soothing me for several years now.
Do you have any tips on how writers can relax? Well, for starters everyone relaxes differently. We all have individual interests, and I would suggest just doing the one that is as far removed from writing as possible. Not to mention something that is calming. Like baking. I would recommend every person on the planet take up baking. I guarantee that would make for a jollier, roly-poly-er planet.
How often do you write? And when do you write? I’m strenuously trying to get a schedule down. Life’s not like it was in high school or directly after high school when all I had in my life was writing. No, now I have a full-time job, a book to promote, a boyfriend to love on, a car to clean (which I still must remember to do). Everything now has to be scheduled, which is actually quite helpful. But generally I enjoy writing in the morning. Any time of day is good for me as long as I can focus.
Do you have an organized process or tips for writing well? Do you have a writing schedule? I definitely have tips, as for a schedule, it certainly sounds like a good idea. I should try that. Anyway, I strongly recommend outlining. Yes, that thing everyone groans at when they hear it, but trust me, it makes writing a trillion times easier. Outline whatever you can. The whole book, the chapters, your short stories, blog posts. Give it a skeleton, and the rest of the body will materialize with considerably less strain. Also, charts are wonderful. Depending on the project, you might or might not need them, but for larger stories I like to employ character, setting, and plot charts. Beyond those two tips, just the typical read everything and constantly, clear your mind, and remember it’s about the story, not you.
Sometimes it’s so hard to keep at it – What keeps you going? It can get ludicrously hard. Agonizing. You stop and think, with frightening clarity, to yourself, ‘Why am I putting myself through this?’ Honestly, you never know just how difficult it’s going to be until you’re in it. And then it simply stuns you. It’s hard to admit to delusions of grandeur and naivety, but the truth is that I had no idea it would be this hard. It has pushed me to my limit over and over again. To tears, to heart ache, to misery so intense that it’s shocking it exists. But, I’ve never given up. I’ve always kept on going. Because I remind myself that all of it is simply what must be tolerated to do what I love. It’s not what’s real. When I stare out into the sky at dusk, past the silhouettes of leafless trees, at a full moon that is being passed over by wispy clouds, and feel the waves of imagination and possibilities roll within me, everything becomes clear. This is why I do it.
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Genre - Young Adult Fiction
Rating – PG
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