My Precious

The Big Nope The first time I ever handed a manuscript to a total stranger for a critique, I received feedback that left me shaken. My critique partner said, "I don't believe your inciting incident." The inciting incident changes the trajectory of the story, sets the whole thing into motion and, according to him, it... Continue Reading →

For the Love of the Secondary

I have been stuck on my manuscript for weeks. I wish I could say this is an anomaly, but I've been here before. I'm usually quite disciplined at the beginning, writing in consecutive order and making sure my plot is moving forward. Then, in the last fifteen percent of the novel, the train starts smoking... Continue Reading →

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