tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208953.post110788714878348526..comments2024-03-13T13:27:33.666-04:00Comments on Sandra Scoppettone's Writing Thoughts: One More TimeSandra Scoppettonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00149336752789641751noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208953.post-1107918995670392402005-02-08T22:16:00.000-05:002005-02-08T22:16:00.000-05:00Hi Sandra,
I'm facinated by the process you ar...Hi Sandra,<br /> I'm facinated by the process you are experiencing. I live with a writer (one book published and another in contract)and she prefers to start with the end scene, along with anything that interests her in between; then, somewhere along the way, the web that has been weaving itself will reveal a pattern that becomes the novel. The absolutely critical factor, however, is knowing the end before the first word hits the page. Her process facinates me. <br /><br /> Where I usually notice a hitch in the flow of creative people is when something, (usually) unconscious and personal, but related to the story, wants to stay in the shadows. Some hidden insight that like the killer doesn't want to get caught and yet can't help leaving the tiniest clue that screams, "Hey you. Notice me!" The absence of a clue is still a clue. So I guess when I read your most recent post I wondered, "Hum, what about the ending could be so powerful that this wonderfully talented writer would prefer to spend precious effort rewriting the known chapters rather than plunging into the Mystery?" Perhaps this blog is the killer, or perhaps the book doesn't want to be born. Perhaps they are twins battling it out to see who survives.<br /><br />Or, perhaps a cigar is still just a cigar and these are your usual labor pains. At any rate I appreciate that you are sharing your thoughts. Makes for good reading.Hollowbone Cronehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17502441256248051228noreply@blogger.com