tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post5239584542837725290..comments2024-03-27T20:39:04.792-04:00Comments on KILLER HOBBIES: Lesson Two: Writing a SceneBetty Hechtmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652848311122102223noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-5443765605748277472009-11-19T22:18:15.029-05:002009-11-19T22:18:15.029-05:00Beautiful, Camille--I love that breakdown. I think...Beautiful, Camille--I love that breakdown. I think you're right, it would really show up what piece (pieces!) is a struggle for us. :)Becky Levinehttp://www.beckylevine.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-36969214595861273652009-11-19T02:42:31.723-05:002009-11-19T02:42:31.723-05:00Great advice and very well explained. This was a ...Great advice and very well explained. This was a very helpful read.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-62116743279683726432009-11-18T19:20:57.026-05:002009-11-18T19:20:57.026-05:00What a nifty idea! It looks like a good way to get...What a nifty idea! It looks like a good way to get going when I hit one of those slow days. Thanks!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-10959517292827091172009-11-17T23:53:45.901-05:002009-11-17T23:53:45.901-05:00Soon I'll be asking for addresses for the winn...Soon I'll be asking for addresses for the winners, but there's still an hour to go!Camille Minichinohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04701150885595400018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-67043683058094442342009-11-17T22:29:23.213-05:002009-11-17T22:29:23.213-05:00Just Three Steps More -- A Misterreereeder Origina...Just Three Steps More -- A Misterreereeder Original <br /><br />Just three steps more!!! If he would have just taken three steps more, he would not have found himself in this situation. He could not think why he did not – heck he was not thinking at all!!!<br />It was dark and he could not find what he was looking for. That is when he started thinking - where is it –and – where am I? He was reaching around and trying to find something familiar. He could not locate a light switch.<br /><br />He banged into the wall on his right. Not just once but several times. Then he heard her scream but he was in a haze and could not respond. Then he hears a door open around the corner and hears a voice, “Is everything ok in there?” He mutters, “Yes” but that is all he can say. He is still confused.<br /><br />It must have been the pill he had taken. He had not slept through the night the night before and he wanted to be sure he would get enough rest tonight.<br /><br />Now he seems to realize what had happened. He had not taken enough steps before he turned. So he backed tracked, hit the wall a couple of more times, and took those extra steps he had missed before. Once he had finished, he returned to his bed. Then she asked him what the heck was going on. “I got lost going to the bathroom.” She burst out laughing but he just turned over and went back to sleep.misterreereederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14613023716665915276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-3484056871268236252009-11-17T22:19:53.085-05:002009-11-17T22:19:53.085-05:00Great series idea. I will definitely be checking ...Great series idea. I will definitely be checking it out.misterreereederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14613023716665915276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-62009382536990436432009-11-17T18:57:09.799-05:002009-11-17T18:57:09.799-05:00Great post to read when I'm rewriting!
Joanna...Great post to read when I'm rewriting!<br /><br />Joanna and you have done such great posts, I hope I can measure up on Saturday with Setting.Betty Hechtmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14652848311122102223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-196769782382757852009-11-17T12:34:06.325-05:002009-11-17T12:34:06.325-05:00Thank you for listing this on SinC group. Great i...Thank you for listing this on SinC group. Great information.Maggie Bishophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17654329150428361682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-13846200754915515872009-11-17T10:39:13.023-05:002009-11-17T10:39:13.023-05:00Thanks, Joanna.
I'm expecting a flurry of shor...Thanks, Joanna.<br />I'm expecting a flurry of short scenes today!Camille Minichinohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04701150885595400018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-88428292942531459292009-11-17T10:05:05.319-05:002009-11-17T10:05:05.319-05:00Great piece, Camille. I never looked at scenes lik...Great piece, Camille. I never looked at scenes like this...but now I'm going to have a much better, more organized approach to them.Joanna Campbell Slanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01951637123269159053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-37137838389497155192009-11-17T09:36:28.349-05:002009-11-17T09:36:28.349-05:00I might have known there'd be a great scene th...I might have known there'd be a great scene that did not follow the pattern! Thanks, Ellen.<br /><br />Others should not be discouraged by this first wonderful entry. I'm awarding Ellen a separate prize.Camille Minichinohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04701150885595400018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-2555503044200857752009-11-17T06:54:54.058-05:002009-11-17T06:54:54.058-05:00You want scene? I give you scene.
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Mist shr...You want scene? I give you scene.<br /><br />=====<br /><br />Mist shrouded the trail as Godwulf rode from Northlanding towards the fairgrounds. Several pack-horses laden with supplies and trade goods followed, led by two men still half-asleep. Godwulf was quite awake: his night-watchman had roused him as soon as light quickened in the east. He'd had his breakfast of sops in wine, and a short prayer in his rooms, by the time the rest of the household had begun to stir.<br /><br />Don't they realize the first day of the fair is no time for laying abed? he thought, as he looked back at his little caravan.<br /><br />Suddenly his horse shied, dancing sideways towards the river. The other horses, too. Godwulf and the men fought them back under control. "Hob! Joseph! Do you see anything to upset them? Pest and bother! Blast this fog!" But nothing seemed amiss, and the horses were avoiding a spot much closer than the woods looming dimly at the edge of vision.<br /><br />Probably not a bear, Godwulf thought as he dismounted; but he had his sword, Hob his staff, and Joseph his whip as they went to investigate.<br /><br />Thorolf Pike lay in the tall grass between the trail and the woods. Droplets of morning dew spangled the grey-goose fletching of the arrow piercing his side. His neck was bent unnaturally, and his crumpled form looked as if he'd been thrown by a horse – thrown far.Ellenhttp://washuu.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-32041282922440001082009-11-17T05:34:13.206-05:002009-11-17T05:34:13.206-05:00Great advice...I'm tweeting again!
Elizabeth
...Great advice...I'm tweeting again!<br /><br />Elizabeth<br /><a href="http://mysterywritingismurder.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"> Mystery Writing is Murder</a>Elizabeth Spann Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15625595247828274405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-26521147062393579692009-11-17T01:10:38.559-05:002009-11-17T01:10:38.559-05:00When do we eat?When do we eat?Cryptomanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03056893227727583896noreply@blogger.com