Story time, so gather ’round kids, today, I’m going to tell you the riveting story of how I decided that I wanted to branch out an write romance.
It started two nights ago, when I was reading my favorite Wattpad Romance writer, and found myself captivated by the story, and in complete awe. I then proceeded to read my other favorite Wattpad author, and I suddenly decided that I could TOTALLY write romance.
I mean, why not.
I turned to my online bookclub friends, requesting their help, only to find that they were in fact, incredible in that department, and despite my shipping shrines shoved under my bed, I was in fact, much akin to a six year old boy with cooties.
Thankfully, my friends (and conveniently, my Favorite Wattpad authors), were quick to offer up suggestions.
One in particular stood out.
A link to a website that gave tips on writing romance.
One key part has stuck out to me since reading it “Make them confused” their’s also the latter part about their emotions toward each other, but at that point I had suddenly related to these characters that didn’t exist. Mainly because, if you couldn’t tell by this story, I’m confused.
I continued to skim over, acknowledging that my parents relationship my actually be something you find in a story, and that I was in fact, doomed in my own relationship vices. Selfish thoughts aside, I had to come up with characters.
Characters that I could ship, characters I could relate with.
CHARACTERS THAT WOULD TAKE OVER THE WORLD.
I went through a series of uncompleted stories of mine, trying to absorb their energy, and found no help.
The painful truth came to me as I soulfully shoveled my vegan mac ‘n cheese in my mouth.
I had to create a whole new story.
Of course, this would mean a plot line.
I’m not a plot liner, I just plot the world being in my grasp.
That’s literally all I do (How do you think I came up with a blog post like this?).
As I wracked my brain for characters and stories, I also searched DESPERATELY for my old stories, the ones that have shrines behind my bookshelf.
Alas, this leads me to my current state, where it has occured to me the one thing that is crack-a-lackin from my blog.
How to start a story from scratch.
Which is why I, the desperate amateur and noob to all things mushy, sweet or remotely “awe” worthy in a cutesy way, has decided I’m going to be starting a series.
A SERIES FOR THE MASSES. THE MASSES FOR THE SERIES.
About, you know, how to start a story from scratch, when you’re not really feeling itchy, you just have a heat rash.
In the middle of Winter.
Now we know why I was ignored at dances.
So baby, for Writers Square next week, we’re gettting nitty-gritty deep into the creator corner.
Get ready, get a drink, and get ready to get some writing done in the Story Starter Boot Camp.