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Saturday, December 19, 2015

Into the Deep

posted by Michelle Griep for author Robin Mason

“I’ve been thrown in the deep end. Of a deep ocean. In a tidal wave. And all I want to do is write my stories."
~ Robin Mason

This is how I began my first blog post as an author. Didn’t even feel like an author yet, even though I had just released my debut novel. I started Tessa with nary a clue what I was doing, except writing—telling her story. In the nearly two years since then, I’ve learned a couple of things.

First of all, there are no rules. 
Well, there are rules, and you do need to know them. Even if you break them. (And you will.) For instance, I’m a grammar freak. I love grammar—all that conjugation and punctuation, n stuff. Weird, I know, but I know what I can get away with and what I can’t.

Second, not all methods work for every writer. 
I’ve friends a’plenty who write short-n-sweet romance. What works for them does not fit me at all. My stories are complex, with heavy family issues, dark secrets, and in current series, generations who struggle with them. Lots of overlapping and twisty-turn-y storylines going on. Not better than other genres, just different.

There are two types of writers and two types of readers. We writers are either planners or pantsers. I’m 100% pantser. Readers are either readers of fiction or readers or nonfiction, ne’er the twain shall meet. Or rarely.

The biggest thing I’ve learned in the ocean is networking. 
Beyond blogging, I mean. I subscribe to other’s blogs and share them. I share writerly posts to my author page on Facebook. I interact and get to know other writers—and have made some really great friends! And garnered some new readers in the process.

So as I learn to swim in the shark infested deep waters, mayhap I’m taming some of those sharks. Mayhap I’m learning a thing or two about doing the amazing thing God has given me to do. To let my stories out. To share my infinite imagination with the world. And if I can do it, you can too!

“So, now you know. I’m learning to swim. And I think my feet are touching some sand in the murky waters, and I’m starting to wade through this media panoply.”

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Author Robin E. Mason
Robin has been writing since 1995, and began working in earnest on her debut novel, Tessa in 2013. Meanwhile, she cranked out a few dozen poems, and made countless notes for story ideas. Robin lived with depression for many years, and the inherent feelings of worthlessness and invisibility; she didn’t want to be who she was and struggled with her own identity for many years. Her characters face many of these same demons.

Robin has lived in the Upstate of South Carolina since 1988. She lived in Colorado for sixteen years, during which time she: went to high school, got married, had babies, got divorced and went to college. Her “babies” are now grown, two have babies of their own. She currently lives alone, with her five cats.

Robin writes Christian-worldview—in other words, there's no salvation message, but there are plenty of characters who know the Lord and share His perspective with those who are struggling.

ABOUT THE BOOKS:

Tessa and Clara Bess are both available on Amazon, both for Kindle and in print. The third book in the series, Cissy, will be available in 2016. Here's a blurb:

CLARA BESS wasn’t at all prepared for what she unearthed at the bottom of her mother’s keepsake box. Not in with legal papers, not in her own baby book, not in the safe even.

On the day of her 50th birthday, Clara Bess Caldwell was not with her family basking in the joy of a blissful Christmas Day winding down. She was not enjoying eggnog or coffee by a fireplace, nor was she checking a goose roasting in the oven.

Clara Bess was at her mother’s house, going through her personal effects, when with shock and no small degree of confusion, she read the line on her birth certificate where her mother’s name should be. It did not read Lily Isabella Sawyer.

Clara Bess was adopted. Where, then, were the adoption papers?

1 comment:

  1. hullo Michelle! thanks so much for having me on Novel Rocket today!!

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