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Sunday Scrapbook

January 19, 2014

Somewhat impulsively, I’ve decided to try something different for this blog …

Like actually posting something? says my Inner Critic.

But seriously.

I’m finding that working on my novels, (yes, not just one, but three in different phases of construction, one in first draft, one in revision, one with beta readers and up for critique) leaves me not enough time to craft those long, often rambling posts. I think I’ve proven to myself that I can do those too, and I haven’t given up on them (especially those offbeat conversations with my Muse) but there’s other stuff I can share.

Just to prove that I’m still here, and writing …

As I go through my notes, I find scraps of writing that aren’t really stories, they’re thoughts and ideas, the pretty stones and feathers I find as I wander through the forest of my imagination. And since this blog is really about the journey, it seems appropriate for me to share them.Image courtesy of Gerla Brakkee @stock.xchng

Welcome to my Sunday Scrapbook.

This is something I wrote as an alternate author bio. It’s little different from your usual bio, as I attempt to explain why I write …

Almost fourteen billion years ago our universe exploded into being. Stars formed from interstellar dust. Nebulae became worlds. An interstellar vagabond collided with the third rock from the sun, splitting it into our earth and moon. It rained. The oceans formed and sighed at the moon, scattering life upon their shores. We stood on two legs and looked around, built castles and cities, and contemplated ways to destroy them all.

Billions, perhaps trillions, of years from now, if current theory is correct, the universe will either collapse upon itself, or continue its trajectory into darkness, taking all of the accumulated debris of life, the detritus of forgotten dreams, our desperate sentience, ever unable to build a fortress against our demise, with it into infinite silence.

In between these cataclysms, nothing more than a thinly protected vessel of carbon, water and oxygen, woven from a pattern decreed by a double helix thinner than the finest thread and bearing the bitter lessons of my forebears, there is me. For the briefest of instants in this infinite world, one voice among seven billion, I observe its transient beauty, the perfection of the mechanisms that wind away at time. I stand in awe of the cosmic machinery that resulted in this moment.

And I have a question.Earth Seen from Apollo 17 courtesy of Wikimedia

 

What kind of scraps have you found in your writing pockets? What’s in your author bio?

Stones and feathers image courtesy of Gerla Brakkee @stock.xchng, Earth as seen from the Apollo 17 courtesy of Wikimedia

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17 Comments
  1. January 19, 2014 6:28 pm

    What’s in my author bio? Well, nothing as lyrical as your lovely alternate bio, I’ll tell you that.
    *Envious sigh*

    My writing scraps are usually a few sentences or a single phrase, things just too good to forget. Recent example – accidental discovery fueled by imagination – This combo of words will fit nicely somewhere in my SFR novel in progress. I have a folder full of this stuff, and I always use it.

    • January 20, 2014 9:53 pm

      Thanks for the kind words, Nancy 🙂

      I love how you keep track of cool phrases like that. I think I need to start a folder!

  2. January 19, 2014 6:58 pm

    What is your question? Is the answer forty-two?

    • January 20, 2014 7:54 am

      That’s what I got caught on too! What is the question?

    • January 20, 2014 9:54 pm

      Heh.
      How about: What does it all mean? 😉
      42, of course!

  3. January 19, 2014 7:05 pm

    I really struggle with the whole bio thing. They often end up sounding silly or cheeky. I really like your alternate take. It would be perfect for a sci-fi story!

    • January 20, 2014 9:57 pm

      I’ve written many, many bios for myself that I haven’t used, just to see what I feel comfortable with, and they all feel a little bit of TMI to me. What does a reader really want to know about a writer?
      Usually, I resort to talking about my cat! 😉

  4. January 19, 2014 10:19 pm

    Wow, my bio is not nearly so deep, lol. Great job 🙂

    • January 20, 2014 9:58 pm

      Thanks, Jamie 🙂
      This one is probably too deep for everyday use, but I thought it would be fun to be really obscure and see what happened!

  5. January 20, 2014 4:04 am

    Awesome

  6. January 20, 2014 8:43 am

    Very well written. I’ve never thought of writing a bio in that way.

    • January 20, 2014 10:00 pm

      Thanks, Kristina 🙂
      This was one of those things that just landed on the page it seemed. I didn’t think it would ever be useful, but, you never know …

  7. January 20, 2014 8:49 am

    Brilliant. Beautiful. Fantastic. I LOVED this–it’s another one of those things that I would give just about anything to have been able to come up with myself.

    You make me want to write. I love you for that.

    (My take on the “question” question is that the question is implied, and the novel itself is your exploration of it–and, I assume, your answer to it. Am I right?)

    • January 20, 2014 9:50 pm

      Melinda, 🙂
      Thank you for one of the sweetest comments I’ve ever gotten on this blog. It’s always a challenge for me to put some of these things up here, but when I get feedback like yours it makes it a lot easier the next time!

      You are exactly right. My stories are explorations of questions, and a search for answers.

      And I do want you to write. 🙂

  8. January 21, 2014 3:52 pm

    Great bio. You should use it sometime 🙂

    • January 23, 2014 8:14 am

      Thanks Mike!
      Not sure where I’ll get a chance to use it, but I have it ready, just in case. 🙂

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