Are you hooked?

You are going to hate me for this,” Robin said as she looked at me with sadness. I had just read the first chapter to a book that had been completed a week before. Sitting in the library room with one of my writer’s group I tensed on the inside. Okay be calm, breath how back can this be?

Robin said the first two paragraphs of my first page needed to go somewhere, anywhere but where it had been placed. My hook she continued really started on paragraph three. Looking where she pointed I knew she was right, 100 percent correct. Thanking her I made the notes on the sheet.

The back story would just be moved elsewhere in the book. It is rare I delete that much words unless they don’t work anywhere else. The hook, the most important part of any story regardless of length has to be mastered. There are many books on this topic though the one I refer to most often is “Hooked” by Les Edgerton. This determines if a reader will continue with your novel or just place it down never to be picked up again. Some example of hooks:

-”The creatures came again last night.” – Seven Views of Olduvai Gorge

-”I lost all interest in sex after I died.”- Water-Skiing Down the Styx

-”When John Rochon was found dead Sunday morning on his front lawn, his neighbors were not surprised- only they had always somehow suspected his timid wife Beth would die first.”-He Had It Coming

One of my writing teachers once said if you are missing a hook at the beginning, then go through your story and find it. There is a chance you have written the hook but have placed it further into the story line. This is something we as writers can not ignore and hope it will just happen.

One of the many reasons we write is to have people read our stories and get enjoyment from them. To do that we have to make sure they get pass page one, then page two and so on until the last page has been read. As much time and effort we put into writing it does no one any good if the book remains on the shelf or worse the trash can.

Books Books Books

When I go to a used book store the first place that is sought out is the section on writing. There is usually something that can be useful. Lately I am finding that most of the books shelved are also on my bookcase at home. I am getting a nice collection of books on writing. In fact there are so many novels that I can run my own mini library if needed. Yes you would need to sign them out thank you very much. 🙂

Topics that I have books on:

-Two high school English books

-How to get a literary agent

-How to get your book published without an agent

-How to write for children

-How to write short stories

-How to get published

-How to write query letters/cover letters

-Every edition of Writer’s Digest for the past two years

-Writer’s Market for the last two years

-Children’s Market

The list goes on. I can not be alone on this right? The ones that I gravitate to and are within easy reach are:

-Story Engineering

-Stephen King On Writing

-Hook

-The Elements of Style

-Write Where You Are: How to Use Writing to Make Sense of Your Life

-The Essential Writer’s Companion

-MLA Handbook

There are so many books that one can get overwhelmed. Especially if you are just starting out. The fact I had to get a new bookcase just for these books said it all. Hopefully among the volumes of books you come across there will be useful information that you can apply to your own writings. If there are books out there that has helped you, let me know. What’s one more book, right?

Rocking Chair

My entire life has been surrounded by rocking chairs. Growing up we had two in the kitchen, two in the living room, two on the porch and quite a few in the shed that was connected to the house. Rocking was a way of life for our family and for the many generations before us.

When I went away to college in the South and came into contact with people they would look at me odd when I would say, “Man I miss my rocking chair.” I am not sure if it is a cultural aspect or not but it seems as the years go by, this thought is confirmed.

I have been through so many rocking chairs that my husband now refuses to buy me any more. He said I am hard on them which is so true. I rock fast and quickly to a beat in my head or thoughts that make me pulsate the chair at a rate that it was not meant to surpass. It is surprising that flight has not been taken over the last few years. Get me on a rocking chair on the porch is such a great feeling, especially if it is raining or there is a slight breeze. It propels you to a different state of mind and helps you forget any crap that might be occurring. It is like a good book that helps you to be free.

It has been a few years since I have had a rocking chair. Every time I would see one it would be a reminder to my childhood and memories that would always make me smile. It would also tell me of my promise to get myself another chair down the road when I had the time.

Going to breakfast yesterday my husband and I saw a couple of signs for yard sales and decided to stop at one of them. There in the front yard was a rocking chair. Without realizing it I had stopped walking and ended up blocking the pathway. Looking at it I asked the owner how much he was asking which was $20.00. Not having that on me I hoped that by the time the trip to the ATM and back had been done that the chair would still be there. My husband looked at me and forked over the money.

The instantaneous glee in my heart made it beat just a little faster. A rocking chair I had a rocking chair in my possession. Needless to say I have no room for one but room will be made somehow someway for my latest love. As I write this post it sits by me urging me to stop what I am doing and to go for a ride with it. That is a wonderful idea.

To people who have never felt the joy of rocking in a chair, give it a try. You have so little to lose and so much to gain.

Time to rock.

The Musings of A New Englander