I’m talking POV today.

I have a good handle on POV. I know what the different types are, what they’re used for, and how to use them, but sometimes I feel like I could use it so much more powerfully than I do. So, I signed up for a 4-week online workshop over at Earthly Charms on how to “power up” your POV (being taught by Alicia Rasley).

Well, we’re into week one, and in one of the assignments I griped about how I could write scenes in my hero’s POV like there was no tomorrow, but when I wrote in my heroine’s head, it was like having a root canal to get myself into her head and really into her thoughts.

Alicia suggested I try writing one of her scenes in first person (and, yes, I’ve had a couple of people suggest this and I’ve always went, “Yeah, sure, I’ll try that”…and then proceeded to just not even give it a go because it seemed like a waste of time). Well, I’m here–beaming–to say that it’s not a waste of time! It worked!

I wrote 7 pages of a scene that was driving me batty in the space of about an hour and a half (now, I probably could’ve written a little more, but naughty me still couldn’t stop my fingers from hitting the delete key and editing here and there).

And the best part is, I went back and read through it, inserting ‘her’ and ‘she’ for the ‘I’ and ‘My’ and the thing will translate sooo nicely that way.

Oh, yeah, baby….I wrote a killer scene!!!! Talk to me tomorrow and see if I’m still riding this high.

;)  

I had such high hopes for today. But, here I sit, it’s almost 5:30 which means the bulk of the day is gone (I’ll soon be busy putting together dinner, doing dishes, making sure the boys get their baths and getting them off to bed…) and I’ve added three pages to the wip.

Yes, three pages is better than no

thing. But, I’d hoped for more. Lots more. Like sudden, struck by lightning, motivation, where the words are just flowing out of me. So, what happened between getting up in the morning and now?

I wish I knew. I feel blah.

I could blame it on the weather (it’s been rainy and cold all day, and this kind of weather usually puts me in a funk), I could blame it on my boys (but, really, they were pretty good today. I was only interrupted 1 bazillion times, which is way better than the 10 bazillion I normally get), I could blame it on PMS (yeah, that one actually sounds pretty good)….

but they’re all excuses and, deep down, I know it. So, I’m putting it away for the night and keeping my fingers crossed that tomorrow will be a better day.