The Art of Science: Day 6

See great behind-the-book information with Crystalee at Crystalee Calderwood – Writer and Poet.

Reading and revising this book so much before it came out brings up memories from when I was in junior high. No, this isn’t based on my life, but I did try to incorporate things I remember being good and bad.

I also remember where I was when I was physically writing it. Forgot to add that to the ‘do you know’s’ when Crystalee asked. I had a lot of business trips with one co-worker during the time I was finishing the rough draft. So, I wrote in the car (longhand, since I didn’t have a laptop) while he drove, though I forget our actual destinations (perhaps Ohio?). I wrote on a chartered jet when we went to Canada, too.

He got used to me writing randomly, even seemed proud that I used his (first) name as one of the last names of my characters. I lost touch with him after we both left my former employer. He was pretty cool.

After I picked up my friend at the airport Saturday night, we talked about this book and now I’m thinking about writing more in this genre (mainstream young adult) or possibly middle-grade.

But first I need to figure out how to write and also take care of my child! Stay tuned here for a wrap-up tomorrow. Will also announce the winner of the free book by the end of the week.

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The Art of Science: Day 3

See what Shanachie has to say at Livejournal.

Or, see the two of us try to figure out a good story for how we met. That’s always a worthwhile venture! The font is a little troublesome until you hit the comments page, so please hang in there until she fixes it.

So many of us have great stories for how we meet people, it seems odd that both of us can’t remember. We share our lives in stories, some fictional and some not – and some of them a curious blend between the two. Do you remember how you met all your friends? Some of them might be a long distance off in memory and faded. A couple outrageous ones are unforgetable. (Like that time one of my friends hit me with her flag pole – on my head! That hurt, but we became great friends.)

I try to bring that richness of experience to my writing. You’ll have to stay tuned to let me know if I’ve succeeded.