Since I have started writing I have always tried to do something that kept people’s interest. After publishing my first short story, a romance. I have not had any luck getting anything else liked, my inspirational story fell flat. It was a sweet story and it was turned down by a sweet story publisher.
Well its time to back up and regroup. Thinking about it I have quit fighting what my oldest stepson wants me to do. Finish a story of creepiness, mayhem, and general horror. You see I started a story a while back and I wrote out the most interesting character. Well I trashed the while story. Can we say Borrrrreing, a complete snooze fest. But the one character comes to visit regularly.
So I am finishing her story. She is a complete unmitigated psycho. Known as the killing Princess. I find I am having fun writing again. The title is at the moment known as the Red Haze.
So changing genres may be the best thing I can do
She isn’t a inspirational story but it maybe something that you read with the lights on.
I am changing genres. Not just romance to erotic romance or paranormal. I am changing from romance to thriller, psychological.
Eventually, I intend to join the ITW.org
International Thrill Writers organization.
In the mean time, are the people who would like to get together and talk to a newbie?
Is there a way to talk to people who are interested in these genres before joining?
If there is please contact me a by leaving a comment. I would love to talk to you.
It would be so nice to talk to people who Don’t get a glazed look on their face when I mention the current murder my character is completing.
I have began to believe the hype in recent months that I was told, “You are a talentless, nobody.”
The subject came up in the rejection I got from a very bad contest I entered. The review nearly destroyed any hope I had for writing career.
Okay so maybe I am not a multi published author, and maybe I never will be. But I am not a talentless nobody. I have worked hard at my craft, learning, studying and be told that my ideas have no merit.
Well excuse me, but that’s saying the sun has no heat, the rain isn’t wet.
I have feelings, I know that my ideas have merit even if the judge doesn’t.
I believe in myself. I don’t need a judge to tell me that. That judge is the no talent nobody, who can’t write and is a jealous harlot who wouldn’t know talent if it bit her. You see I know who the judge was and before the year is over they will be on the receiving end of my wrath.
From the future story by Gwyn Weyant
Sometime ago I wrote a story that wasn’t worth a fig. The only thing I kept out of it was a female character. Who was so insane that I wrote five thousand words on her just to get her out of my mind.
There is only one problem. She is still lurking in the forbidden recesses of my mind.
Because she hides in those dark areas, she has managed to kill her ex boyfriend, and her best friend, her adoptive mother, her real mother and her biological sperm donor father, her sister and a slum lord. Oh yes there was a pimp, a truck driver, and a hateful old lady that she swears she didn’t kill. But she is in love with the woman’s nephew.
Now the nephew (a cop) has her locked away so she can’t kill again.
She is locked away behind four locked doors.( and that’s just to get to the main floor of the house.) All the doors lock by remote and when the final lock is in place. It completes a circuit of electricity that electrifies all the windows of the house.
Now to finish this book. I had to decide whether I wanted it nice and neat or gory. (hence the last post on chosen murder methods)
Well the verdict is still out on that but one thing is for sure.
This woman’s brain is fried by the end of the book. Will she continue to live with the millionaire or will he succeed in keeping her from the world.
Red Haze is still under construction but one thing is for sure she has become more interesting since the last revision.
As a writer we all plot our stories. Whether it be on paper, computer, or the back of a napkin at a diner while having coffee.
My husband helped go over a semi wreck in the dust on a 53′ box van that he was using for work.
What would you use to do a murder. Would it be a nice clean murder, freeze the body and cut it up before it thawed no muss, no fuss.
Or would you be the more bloody type cave the jokers head in with a ten pounds sledge hammer or splitting mull.
Neat as in arsenic or mercury poisoning.
Or thoroughly demented with the piano wire wrapped around the neck, and if the didn’t quite do the job, a machete through the chest.
Knitting needles through the eyes or double 00 buckshot at close range.
The real question is do you want a gory bloody mess or never be found out, knowing you have committed the perfect murder.
Me I don’t know I see advantages to neat and clean but to write a character that is so completely insane that she stands there dripping in her victims blood, or screaming as they lock her away in the cell in the state Hospital for the criminally insane. Hmm fodder for a new story. As she laughs maniacally.