Forge Ahead!

So I’ve learned some new things in the past week about writing.

First of all, it’s important to just keep forging ahead.
I had this Spanish teacher in High School and every morning as we prepared to dive into the lesson she would strike her fist in the air and in a “sing-song” voice announce, “Let’s forge ahead class!”
To even a literate High School student this just sounded silly to me. But I’ve come to appreciate the work ethics tied into that statement.

When you are frozen with writer’s block and on your own personal deadline, should you clam up until it breaks free?

My vote is in!

Absolutely not! Just keep swimming! Just forge ahead even if you feel like it sucks because you never know what will come of it.

I was stuck in the middle of the third part of my novel and when I took that piece of golden advice, it just came pouring out. And here I am now at the end of the first part of the climax of my book and, oh yeah it feel so good 😉

Here is a little tidbit from my efforts!

I’m going to kill you.’ Amie mouthed to Emrys in the pause before the music began. His sharp white teeth bared into a maniacal grin.
Sick sadist you’re enjoying this…
She wanted to stab him with her tiara. As it was her entrance, dressed as a replica of the ancient royals had been enough to dazzle her guests. Now they watched on from the ring they had made around the starlit couple with adoring eyes.
Emrys mouthed back, ‘Bite me.’
All it took to tame her was one look from Henry. His eyes were filled with familial love and pride. Unlike her foolish father, Henry was here and Amie realized she wanted him there for everything in her life. Her anger ebbed along with her decision.
This is where I belong.
“Left foot first.” Emrys hissed between his teeth and Amie rolled her eyes as he led her into the first steps of the dance. Obviously they had rigged the dances to match her limited repertoire.
“You’re trying to make me trip on my feet aren’t you?” She narrowed her eyes subtly at him. The shake of his head was her cue to sway to the right, pause as he picked her up by the waist and lifted her into the air. Amie couldn’t help her gasp of delight and smile once he returned her to her feet.
Their bodies still tingled from the thrill of their most recent encounter. She was surprised after executing the second twirl he drew her closer, dragging her scandalously closer.
“What are you doing?” she hissed, hoping their voices were low enough for inhuman ears.
Emrys grinned, keeping her near for longer than necessary, “It terrifies them to see our affection, love. For once I fought against them and so I make you even more powerful.”
Amie pretended to ponder over this as he pushed her out, twirled her in mad circles and released her to twirl on air alone. Tapping into her nixy she unleashed a fine layer of silvery dust from her skin which shimmered then faded onto the floor.
Eyes wide she doubled over, hands outstretched, “Okay that was weird…” And then a new pair of hands had clasped hers. Righting herself she was turning in circles with the peacock who called himself Grim…

 Hope you enjoyed! Until next time peeps!

Jenn

About jennifersilverwood (454 Articles)
Jennifer Silverwood was raised deep in the heart of Texas and has been spinning yarns a mile high since childhood. In her spare time she reads and writes and tries to sustain her wanderlust, whether it’s the Carpathian Mountains in Transylvania, the highlands of Ecuador or a road trip to the next town. Always on the lookout for her next adventure, in print or reality, she dreams of one day proving to the masses that everything really is better in Texas. She is the author of the Heaven’s Edge series, Stay and Silver Hollow.

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