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In my last post I mentioned how happy I was with the new beginning of an old story. I felt I had accomplished something worthwhile. Well, that feeling faded pretty quickly. There was a nagging sense of having botched a significant detail, one the reader needed to be made aware of within the first few paragraphs of the story. Since this feeling persisted, I asked a friend of mine to read what little bit I had. When she finished I had only question for her: Why is Seanna leaving? Her answer confirmed my suspicions.

I've since added and deleted some elements. Yet, overall the scene has stayed the same. The only difference between the original version and this one is a whole lot of exposition. Of course, this makes me nervous, too. I don't want to bog the reader the down with explanation. I believe there has to be a balance of exposition and action. In the past my inclination has been to provide more action than exposition. Perhaps this story will teach me how to weave the two methods into a coherent storyline.

Even though I have my concerns, I'm going to push forward. I have just a little over 900 words so far. I'm hoping to add another 500 to it before bedtime tonight.

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  1. lol. i could very well have written that exact same post a couple of days ago. i did the same thing and had similar concerns, and came up with pretty much the same conclusion. go us!

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  2. There's this great quote--not sure where I read it, but I think it might help you:

    "Forget all the rules. Forget about being published. Write for yourself and celebrate writing."
    --Melinda Haynes

    ;)

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  3. Andi - it's on the sidebar of my blog. lol

    Josh - Go us, indeed!!

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  4. "Forget all the rules. Forget about being published. Write for yourself and celebrate writing."
    --Melinda Haynes

    What a great quote!

    I like your blogs, Krista. How on earth do you find time to do more than one?

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