Posts tagged with: Pleasant Lake P.D.

Pleasant Lake P.D. Release!

I think it was 2006 when I first entered the Golden Heart® contest with Pleasant Lake P.D.

Exercising Your Creative Muscle

While exchanging e-mails with a friend in New York whom I’ve never actually met (That’s weird, right?  I have more friends now than I’ve ever had in my entire life, and most I’ve never met), I wrote something quite profound.  I love it when that happens.  I hate it when that happens.  I like to save the profound stuff for my manuscripts.  I’d been grappling with a blog topic.  I feel like I’m always grappling with a blog topic.  My own personal blog has been neglected like my housework and houseplants.  And my husband, or so he tells me.


I was writing my NY friend about my Golden Heart manuscript—my self-absorbed, self-indulgent subject of choice.  Pleasant Lake P.D. was only the second manuscript I ever wrote (My first was a futuristic, intergalactic mail-order-bride story.  We all have one.  Don’t pretend like you don’t.).  I wrote Pleasant Lake before I joined the RWA or my local chapter of the RWA.  I spilled words on the page with no thought to grammar, punctuation, or writing rules (Rules and my disdain for them is a subject for another blog).  The equivalent of throwing handfuls of paint at a blank canvas and calling it art.  Works for me. 


What did I say to my pal that was so profound?  I told her the manuscript was a way to exercise my creative muscle and exorcise my personal demons.  Clever.  Who knew? 


At the time I wrote Pleasant Lake, I hadn’t really entertained the thought of publication or the possibility someone might ever read my incoherent ramblings that read more like a manifesto for my psychiatrist to analyze and determine the likelihood that I might harm myself or others.  I certainly wouldn’t want strangers to read about my bumbling heroine or her trail of catastrophic relationships. The truth is, I don’t want people I do know to read about my hapless heroine and her phobias, foibles, and trail of failures.  What if they thought she was based on me?  Why do contest judges call me crass, flippant, and snarky?  It’s not me.  It’s my heroine.  I swear. 


The point is (I know.  Get to the point already.), it was a no holds barred, in your face, over-the-top, expression of my creativity.  If I thought it, I wrote it.    Will she fly in the published world, or will she be edited to shreds, my neurosis, snark, and F-bombs sent to the recycle bin?  Can I recreate the magic in another book now that I know the writing rules?  Or will my inner editor tell me “You can’t do that.”


How do you flex your creative muscle?  Keep a journal?  Collage?  Dissect the work of your favorite author?  Take workshops?  Read How To books?  Interview your characters until you know them better than you know your own children?  Sit at the airport and guess where passengers are going and why?

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