Editing & Earl Grey

2017-04-142017-04-14 Miss Poison Writing April, Characters, Editing, Flow, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Storytelling, Writing

Good writers know when their story is finished. We don't question it; we just instinctively know "This is where to stop." and often times, we're satisfied with that. What do you do when your story is still being told and you're magnetically pulled to keep on writing? I'm ass deep in alligators on this rewrite. … Continue reading Editing & Earl Grey

You Never Plan For This

2017-04-13 Miss Poison Writing Being Sick, Honesty, Musings, My Brother, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sadness, Stress, Writing

There's nothing more unpretty than me when I'm sick. I don't just mean looks-wise, I mean in the miserable troll sense. I'm a terrifying, sleeping dragon on a good day, but when I'm sick I'm the three-headed dog from Harry Potter & The Sorcerer's Stone. I take a lot of precautions to avoid getting sick. … Continue reading You Never Plan For This

Letting It Pass

2017-04-10 Miss Poison Writing Acceptance, Belonging, Feelings, Focus, Health, Honesty, Judaism, Life, Musings, Observations, Passover, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Thoughts, Writing

People make an awful lot of assumptions when you keep the majority of your thoughts private. They desperately try to read your body language and facial expressions, but they don’t know what any of them mean, so again, they make assumptions. I’m not the kind of person anyone should be making assumptions about. I have … Continue reading Letting It Pass

Doubting Myself

2017-04-092017-04-09 Miss Poison Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Writing Direction, Doubts, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Telling The Story, Writing

All writers have moments when they feel unprepared. Me? On occasion I will say “I wish I were talented.” or “I can’t write this.” In other words, even the best of us have bad days. Or weeks. We all have a little doubt, or we’d be completely full of crap. I hold it in really … Continue reading Doubting Myself

“Who Are You?”

2017-04-04 Miss Poison Writing Beta Readers, Characters, Friends, Honesty, Manuscripts, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Writing

A few days ago a family member offered to read my new manuscript. It was a very "Alice In Wonderland" moment. I damn near said "Whooo Are YOU?" and everything, just like the caterpillar asks Alice. I turned my face to the right, in utter mortification. "I can be objective." was their argument. Um, I'd … Continue reading “Who Are You?”

Friday Night Rewrites

2017-03-31 Miss Poison Writing Exhaustion, Friday, Honesty, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Rewrites, Stress, Writing

I started rewrites on this novel late last night/very early this morning. I'm fifty pages in and I've never felt more like crying for a protagonist in my life. For the record; she's never made me feel like this before, so I feel protective and unsure. I thought a new introduction to the story would … Continue reading Friday Night Rewrites

Page After Page

2017-03-27 Miss Poison Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Authenticity, Characters, Direction, Honesty, March, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Writing

In less than a month, I've written over 220,000 words. Does that sound like a lot? It is. To do it in such a short period of time is a testament to me pushing myself to write every single day, and not to give up when I've felt stuck. Even if I only managed one … Continue reading Page After Page

Motivation

2017-02-18 Miss Poison Poison In Lethal Doses, Talent, Writing, Your Calling Being Real, Editing, Honesty, Motivation, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing

I’ve always wondered what motivates people to be judgmental about things and/or people they’ve never attempted to understand. Character trait, flaw, or simply their nature? I’m never certain, but it grates on my nerves. The majority of my family looks down upon me with much disdain because I’m “a writer”. I’ve never understood, nor will … Continue reading Motivation

Out Of Sorts, And Then Some…

2017-01-14 Miss Poison Depression, Honesty, Life, Migraines, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sadness, Writing Anger, Cat and Kitten, Depression, Difficulties, Honesty, Life, Love, Migraines, Misery, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Rage, Suffering, Unhappiness, Writing

I'd like to thank the two people who reached out to me with messages of encouragement, respect, and kindness after my last post about how horrible I am feeling (My feelings have only worsened.). Steven & Tasha; your words genuinely helped me and, from the bottom of my heart, they meant the world to me. … Continue reading Out Of Sorts, And Then Some…

The Ledge

2017-01-09 Miss Poison Depression, Feelings, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, January, Life, Mental Health, Mondays, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Anger, Depression, Emotions, Fibromyalgia, Frustration, Honesty, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Unhappiness, Writing

I'm on the verge of letting go today. There's no way to pretty it up or sugar-coat the amount of pain I am in, both physically and emotionally. I've had enough. Reached the boiling point. Feel as though I am trapped in a maze of never-ending bullshit, and I cannot take another second of this. … Continue reading The Ledge