Daily Archives: March 15, 2012

Reading Circles – A Writer’s Book of Days {Part 4}

Happy Friday, everyone! And welcome to another week at Reading Circles! I hope you’ve pulled up a comfy chair. If we were meeting in real life, I’d be passing out fresh-baked peanut butter chocolate chip cookies and lemonade.

Last week, we also had a fantastic suggestion to share some of our own writing, so we could give each other feedback. So, starting this week, I’m including a linky with these posts. Please do link up anything you’d like to receive feedback on. It can be a response to something in the book we’re reading or it could be a timed writing you did on your own. If you participate in Just Write or 5-Minute Fridays or similar blog memes, please feel welcome to link it up here too, and please try to visit at least one other person who has joined in.

When you comment on a person’s piece, please comment on 1) what words, images, or phrases stuck with you or really worked for you, and/or 2) how you can see the writer has incorporated some lesson or guideline from what we’ve read here.

What did you think of last week’s reading? Have you been able to identify any places where you could push deeper? I’ll tell you, I’ve found a couple places in my book where I kind of lazily imagined how the character would act and I had to force myself to sit down and really imagine myself into the situation. But I know I’m getting closer and closer to truth when I start writing things that I hope particular people I know never see. The piece I’m including in the linky below refers to someone very near and dear to me, and the only way I dared publish it was because she normally doesn’t read my blog unless I point her to a particular post I think she would like to read.

Have you ever written anything that felt dangerous to say? Were you able to push past the shaky feeling and write it? How did it feel? Liberating? Terrifying? Please share with us what the experience was like for you.

This week, I’d like us to skip ahead to Guideline 7: Kiss Your Frogs, which delves more deeply in how to write into vulnerability. I’d like to recommend reading the whole section, but if you’re short on time, I’ll direct your attention in particular to the mini-sections on “Being Vulnerable on the Page”, “The Writing Life: Mentors and Heroes,” and “Better Verbs, Fewer Adverbs.”

This section also discusses what authors shape us: which literary greats or popular sensations, or under-appreciated writers have shaped how you write? What is your family tree? For next week, let’s share the writers that compose our family trees. You can write it out in prose form, or create a diagram in Photoshop, draw an image and scan it in, etc. Who are your literary mothers and fathers?

One last bit of business before you go: This is the second to last post I’ll be doing on A Writer’s Book of Days before we shift gears. From here, I’d like to go one of two ways. We could either 1) read an actual novel and analyze together how the author achieved various goals and outcomes in their writing, or 2) move into readings on plot & structure and do exercises to help move from the kernel of idea to a comprehensive plot. The first might be a nice change of pace from the technical aspects. The second option might give some inspiration in areas many of you are interested in, and give us more vocabulary and tools to discuss in analyzing novels or other finished works. What’s your vote?

Have a great weekend everyone!

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Bigger Picture Moments {Featuring Robin }

Every Thursday, we come together to share the harvest of intentional living by capturing a glimpse of the Bigger Picture through a simple moment.  Won’t you join us today?  Reflect upon something simple — or simply magical —  that’s resonated with you this week, then share it with us!

Here’s a glimpse from one of our community members’ posts from last week.  Robin wrote about the feelings behind watching her daugher turn Six.  Click through to read the rest!

 I couldn’t draw the walls of this life when it was still future-dream, and now I know that’s because you hold the pencils; we’ve graduated from an eight-color crayon box with pigments hewn squat for chubby fists, and this is for my own protection as much as your burgeoning identity. I’ve known women fall apart when their babies leave for college, not knowing themselves without their littles-grown-large, and the small fences now I lose you across are practices for my heart.


This week’s link-up is being hosted by Hyacynth; head over to be inspired, share your moment, and encourage friends as we write to notice beautiful moments out of normal, everyday life!