This one is a quickie 'cause my mind has been swimming with ideas for the whole day but I couldn't wait to type it all up, so now that I'm home, I can do just that.
I realized my book[s] have/will have an underlying theme present, one that deals with humanity, their quest for immortality and the lengths to which these humans will go to achieve "perfection." Thing is, perfection comes in different forms, and many cannot see the truth right in front of them, don't get me wrong, it's not an easy thing to see, but then again it is....
It all will be explained in another post, I'm sure, but for now I have to send my main character into the depths of the Dark World and then try and get him out again. Lol.
The video up there is Santigold - Creator. I chose it, well, for obvious reasons. I'm a writer, a creator, I create things, I take risks, and I hope it's liked by many. And I love Santigold as an artist.
That's all. Ciao!
Stay true. Stay creative.
-Sheron Parris™
Friday, December 11, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Fantastic Days Like This Are One In A Million.
And how simple it was.
Just the spare conversations with friends and teachers brightened my day tremendously. I was particularly inspired by a conversation I shared with a teacher, Ms. Williams. That tone of her voice when she described the book she's writing, the way her face lit up when we connected over both being writers. It's a conversation that will stick with me for a while, this I know. And I greatly await her book when it is in print. I will definitely buy a copy...or five. [Sigh] Creative minds are so rare to find these days.
And I mean really creative minds, not just "I wear these pants 'cause they're in style," type of creative. Serious creativity. Something that comes from the soul, something that starts as a thought and finds a home on paper, on a computer, through a block of ice, a block of clay, a tub of cement [hey, art is not picky, just make sure you finish the sculpture quick], or anything that one feels passionately about. This teacher and I both agreed that writing, for instance, is intuitive and cannot be "set aside for a certain time" as many people have suggested I do currently. It's not possible. When I get an idea, be it 12 midnight or so, I HAVE to type it up or write it down or else I go to sleep and wake up to nothing but a distant feeling of what overtook me during the night.
Writing cannot be forced. Believe me, I've tried. What results is the mind screaming at you to stop but the stubbornness of your heart is propelling your hands and fingers forward and what you come up with is dribble and ends up being deleted once your mind resurfaces and the dribble is soon replaced with something much more fitting for the scene in the book, or poem, or whatever it is one is writing. Anyone who writes for fun and sticks to it will tell you this.
The day pulls ahead -- I must edit, and edit again. Ta-ta for now, although I doubt people read this.
Stay inspired. Stay true.
Sheron Parris™
Just the spare conversations with friends and teachers brightened my day tremendously. I was particularly inspired by a conversation I shared with a teacher, Ms. Williams. That tone of her voice when she described the book she's writing, the way her face lit up when we connected over both being writers. It's a conversation that will stick with me for a while, this I know. And I greatly await her book when it is in print. I will definitely buy a copy...or five. [Sigh] Creative minds are so rare to find these days.
And I mean really creative minds, not just "I wear these pants 'cause they're in style," type of creative. Serious creativity. Something that comes from the soul, something that starts as a thought and finds a home on paper, on a computer, through a block of ice, a block of clay, a tub of cement [hey, art is not picky, just make sure you finish the sculpture quick], or anything that one feels passionately about. This teacher and I both agreed that writing, for instance, is intuitive and cannot be "set aside for a certain time" as many people have suggested I do currently. It's not possible. When I get an idea, be it 12 midnight or so, I HAVE to type it up or write it down or else I go to sleep and wake up to nothing but a distant feeling of what overtook me during the night.
Writing cannot be forced. Believe me, I've tried. What results is the mind screaming at you to stop but the stubbornness of your heart is propelling your hands and fingers forward and what you come up with is dribble and ends up being deleted once your mind resurfaces and the dribble is soon replaced with something much more fitting for the scene in the book, or poem, or whatever it is one is writing. Anyone who writes for fun and sticks to it will tell you this.
The day pulls ahead -- I must edit, and edit again. Ta-ta for now, although I doubt people read this.
Stay inspired. Stay true.
Sheron Parris™
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Swamped.
As some of you may know due to my excessive posting on Facebook, a publisher has requested to see my manuscript. However, I'm swamped with work from school and other fronts and my focus on editing my book has been subdued. I'm trying to focus on it and work on it hard regardless so I've set up a time that I can edit it and whatnot. [Sigh] I'm doing all I can, guys. I love you guys for being so supportive and being there for me no matter what.
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Thursday, December 3, 2009
Editing Finished Manuscript.
So that fantasy book I was writing for the past two or so years is complete. It was finished December 21st or so of 2008. It was started the July of 2007. I went through a lot of tears, heart pumping, and blood boiling moments while writing this book. Other times I shut down and couldn't write for months, and there were a few times I deleted whole chapters [purposely, there were many times that chapters deleted themselves without my consent] and started over anew because the chapter written didn't "fit" what the characters had to go through. Now that I am faced with the decision of publishing that I have chosen to do, I am gritting my teeth and facing the fact that I am not 100% happy with my completed manuscript. It's 389 pages of my life and roughly 130,000 words where time and thought played a major part in its imminent creation. I say imminent because that's just what this whole thing is: something that was waiting and brewing inside me to be released. And it has been, if only one part of the whole story.
I will not feign directness with this project; I look at my unfinished sequel: The Immortal's Guide, and cannot help but feel I don't know where this new project will take me, what my characters will endure. It is almost too much to bear to be put through this type of emotional turmoil yet again but, I do it for my fans that are soon to be and I do it for my heart which will not rest until, ultimately, Xavier brings peace to the Dark World, because let's face it, he very well WILL. There is no doubt in my mind about that. I am curious to see, however, how he will go about doing this as there are extraordinary blocks and gaps in his way blocking his course for this one book...not to mention Eleanor Black has his heart in her clutches and the rest of the Dark Worlds'....
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If you understood any of the above, I applaud you for that means you were right there with me while I typed this thing. If you don't understand any of it...well, hell, you'll figure it all out soon. My mother wished to keep this a surprise, BUT, I must say that she has let it slip when I told her I wanted to send a query letter to a few literary agencies. She has told me that she has a friend who has a friend who has a publishing company on the west coast. She has been planning to print the book again [I plan to give her the edited, fleshed out version], get it bound, and send it to the publisher. I have my fingers crossed as friend of a friend CAN open doors.
I wonder, as always, what my readers will think when they open the book for the first time, or read the back of it, or gaze the jacket flip on the inside. I wonder, of course, because I want you all to feel as strongly for these characters I have created, as I do. And even if Vampires and hybrids are not your type of poison, I implore you: give it a try. You may be surprised by what you find. This book will be published under the pen name: Sheron Parris, hence the name of this blog. Don't be confused if I hand you a book and it has "Parris" attached to the end of my name -- it's still, and always has been me. Parris is my mother's maiden name and I thought it sounded absolutely lovely so it stuck.
This has been a taste of what my blogs shall look like [when I remember to keep up with them]. I promise to keep you all updated on the writing, editing, publishing, marketing, rinse and repeat process as these books are churned from this mind, down these arms, and through these fingers.
And I'm hoping, I admit, that a movie is in the works. I have seen Xavier Delacroix in my mind's eye and have seen the World he lives in as well and I think it will make for a miraculous movie, don't you?
I will not feign directness with this project; I look at my unfinished sequel: The Immortal's Guide, and cannot help but feel I don't know where this new project will take me, what my characters will endure. It is almost too much to bear to be put through this type of emotional turmoil yet again but, I do it for my fans that are soon to be and I do it for my heart which will not rest until, ultimately, Xavier brings peace to the Dark World, because let's face it, he very well WILL. There is no doubt in my mind about that. I am curious to see, however, how he will go about doing this as there are extraordinary blocks and gaps in his way blocking his course for this one book...not to mention Eleanor Black has his heart in her clutches and the rest of the Dark Worlds'....
-
If you understood any of the above, I applaud you for that means you were right there with me while I typed this thing. If you don't understand any of it...well, hell, you'll figure it all out soon. My mother wished to keep this a surprise, BUT, I must say that she has let it slip when I told her I wanted to send a query letter to a few literary agencies. She has told me that she has a friend who has a friend who has a publishing company on the west coast. She has been planning to print the book again [I plan to give her the edited, fleshed out version], get it bound, and send it to the publisher. I have my fingers crossed as friend of a friend CAN open doors.
I wonder, as always, what my readers will think when they open the book for the first time, or read the back of it, or gaze the jacket flip on the inside. I wonder, of course, because I want you all to feel as strongly for these characters I have created, as I do. And even if Vampires and hybrids are not your type of poison, I implore you: give it a try. You may be surprised by what you find. This book will be published under the pen name: Sheron Parris, hence the name of this blog. Don't be confused if I hand you a book and it has "Parris" attached to the end of my name -- it's still, and always has been me. Parris is my mother's maiden name and I thought it sounded absolutely lovely so it stuck.
This has been a taste of what my blogs shall look like [when I remember to keep up with them]. I promise to keep you all updated on the writing, editing, publishing, marketing, rinse and repeat process as these books are churned from this mind, down these arms, and through these fingers.
And I'm hoping, I admit, that a movie is in the works. I have seen Xavier Delacroix in my mind's eye and have seen the World he lives in as well and I think it will make for a miraculous movie, don't you?
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