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What Writing Opportunity Can You Create?

What Writing Opportunity Can You Create?

What door of opportunity can you create?This is so true. In the past, when I was just getting started as a freelancer, I create a couple of jobs out of thin air. It’s not as hard as you might think – but it does require you to “see” the place where your talents and interests and someone’s needs converge. As you face the week or days ahead, what door of opportunity can you create for yourself?

Today I’m an iPhoneographer

Today I’m an iPhoneographer

Authors don't always just write

 

There are days when being an author means you just have to stop writing and create in another medium. This is one of those days.

Shopping at my local produce market I saw a beautiful display of pumpkins large and small. iPhone at the ready I snapped this photo then had fun this morning tinkering with it to create something slightly different from the original.

Here’s the deal: If you want to write for a living, find more things than words that feed your soul. Otherwise you’re going to starve to death.

A Great First Line Needs a Great Second Line – #challenge87

A Great First Line Needs a Great Second Line – #challenge87

Nancy Hendrickson challenges writers to create a great second line

We all know great first lines like these:

  1. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair. (A Tale of Two Cities)
  2. Call me Ishmael. (Moby Dick)
  3. Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. (David Copperfield)
  4. Mother died today. (The Stranger)
  5. Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself. (Mrs. Dalloway)
  6.  In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains. (A Farewell to Arms)
  7. The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting. (The Red Badge of Courage)
  8. Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person.  (Back When We Were Grownups)
  9. It was a pleasure to burn. (Fahrenheit 451)
  10. He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish. (The Old Man and the Sea)

And I think those great first lines deserve an equally memorable second. So your challenge this week is to write that great second line for any of these 10 examples. It can relate to the book that’s it’s taken from or not. The road is wide and the horizon limitless. Write on!

And if you’re on Twitter or Instagram (I’m @nhendricksonauthor) use the hashtag #challenge87 and I’ll post your sentences here. (and if you don’t have enough room on Twitter, post here using the comments box below).

 

 

Plot – My NANOWRIMO Challenge

Plot – My NANOWRIMO Challenge

Do you plot by the seat of your pants?

 

You know I’m a non-fiction author, but in a few weeks I’m going to try my hand at taking the #NANOWRIMO challenge; writing a 50,000 word novel during the month of November. Will you be joining me? If not, the question I have as you move into the following days and weeks – what in your writing is not as it seems?

How Far Does a Book Travel? At Least to Amsterdam.

How Far Does a Book Travel? At Least to Amsterdam.

Nancy Hendrickson's book in Amsterdam

There used to be a project – it may still exist – of leaving a book in a public place along with a note to pass it along and post where it was found. I’ve never done that but what a cool idea. Something kinda similar happened to me this week.

My friend Fred landed in Amsterdam for a holiday and while popping around the city he went into a coffee house and saw a stack of books. There, buried underneath Birds of Europe and Funshopping Amsterdam was the book I wrote about San Diego. He snapped this shot and texted it over to me. What are the odds that my San Diego book would end up in an Amsterdam coffee house where my good San Diego friend found it?