I read an interesting article the other day about writer’s tendencies.
That women writers tend to stick to subjects they are familiar with, and that male writers usually jump right in the deep end. I’m sure this isn’t entirely true, but it made me think about my current WIP. My previously talented detective’s life is in the toilet, and he is struggling to regain control, but unable to see a way through to the other side.
I have been where he is and remember how hard it was to even think straight sometimes. This experience has certainly helped me to help him.
Writing with knowledge is how most of us roll, but I can’t help wondering if I could jump into the deep end and write something unplanned and unplotted. Something far from my comfort zone.
Sounds exciting though, doesn’t it? One of these days, I might just try…
Anita's latest poem seems to have fallen out of its comfort zone too...
My Mind...
My world is made of breadcrumbs
Only there is no Hansel and Gretel in this story
I know I’m not living in a fairy tale
Everything I touch crumbles, harmony is lost
My secret thoughts turn darker
At times my spoken word is edged with barb wire
I lose friends, family with my acid tongue
I feel as if I have fallen into a fog
Laced with hex
It follows me, breaking every step,
There is no one to tell this sorry tale to
They wouldn’t understand
Besides, what could they do
I must find my own way out of the labyrinth
Before I lose the only thing left to me
My mind…
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In case you were wondering, we are well and truly in our comfort zones this week, writing up a storm!
Have a lovely week, folks! 💕💕
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