I knew something was up when Seacrest put Brooke and Kristy with David Cook. So while I know Poppy is crying in her tea as I type, I can honestly say while I feel bad for Kristy, she was due. Past due. While you all know I heart Brooke, my heart grew even bigger for her when she set her jaw and said, “Hey!” to Simon when he said Kristy’s time had come. For such a little mouse of a girl she has a big protective heart. Oh, and didn’t Elliott make you tear up? Especially when I heard about his mom? Poor thing, she was his rock, his anchor, his biggest fan. She saw his star shine long before any of us did. Godspeed, Mrs. Yemin.
Okay, so I have pretty much depressed myself at the moment.
So next week the Idols sing Andrew Lloyd Weber songs. Hubby rolled his eyes. I’m rubbing my hands together. The man is a maniacal genius! Ok, well, he looks like one anyway. But he is a genius, just not maniacal. Maybe. Who knows.
I wanted to pass along a little tidbit. A couple of weeks ago the ladies over at Magical Musings and over at Writer Unboxed, talked about Blake Snyder’s book Save The Cat. I’m not a how to kind of girl. My eyes glaze over. I have always considered myself a very organic writer, and themes, the three acts, and the dark moments and like stuff have always come fairly naturally to me. BUT! Blake has opened my consciousness to a wondrous world. A word I knew existed but thought I would not be interested in. Boy was I wrong. Anyway, I bought the book, it arrived yesterday and I have had my nose stuck into it since.
I’m a log line girl and have always had one for most of my stories before I write, but the last few I haven’t. And I sort of struggled with the gist of the story. Hell, I had to write Master of Surrender twice! Anyhow, Snyder says the log line needs irony. So I thought, hmm what is the irony of Master of Torment? Light bulb moment. Assassin knight falls in love with his mark. Theme? Simple. Love conquers all. But in the case of Wulfson and Tarian, their love is a freakin’ battlefield until they get there. I’m sitting here grinning like an idiot. Why, oh, why does it take me so long to get past myself?
I’ll tell you why: I think I know everything, and I don’t. I have to remind myself of that huge fact daily. So, I am off to slam some love on the battlefield into words.
But first, let’s have some fun. For those of you who have a current wip or one you are about to begin, share your log line with us! I love reading them. Especially the ones when you read it, you get an instant feel for what the story is. So, pretty please, share.