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Title: how do you you know ideas work and what won’t

 

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Tracy on my closed FB group asked me how I knew what ideas would work and what wouldn’t. She said my books are very easy to read, so did I know what mad them work and how did I get them to fit together?

 

I wish I had an easy answer. I know what I like to read, which makes it easy  to know what I want to write. BUT…

 

Then it can all fall apart. I know what I want to write, the story is in my head, the characters are live, I’ve even commissioned Meredith to do the cover and suddenly I am faced with a blank page.

 

Now what?

 

So I start writing, and sometimes I will amend a story if I think I am going off track for a commercial audience, but in the main I just write what I do because that is my writing style. And yes, I get that doesn’t make a lot of sense. I love that Tracy said my books were easy to read. Does that mean I don’t write complicated stories, or the way I tell my stories just works? I don’t know. I get enough 1s and 2s and disparaging comments to know I don’t please everyone. Hell, it would be a sad world if I, or any author, did.

 

So again I say I wish I had a formula for writing a successful book – I mean, what made Texas successful? Or Sanctuary? What stopped people reading Oracle? Or One Night?

 

And gah, I wish I could write a recipe so that I could write a million Christmas Throwaways. Then I could retire… rofl…

 

So, authors, do you have a magic recipe for writing? Do you let your story take you where it needs to go like I do? Do you consciously change direction for commercial reasons like I have done at some points in a couple of stories?

 

Readers, do authors have a style. Are their styles simple? Complicated? Angsty? What is your favorite?

 

 

One Night

 

Liam Wade is rich, successful, and Leigh is the perfect, approved, wife for him. Before he settles down to give his daughter the best family he can, he wants one week away, to think. Just to make sure that he can leave half of himself hidden and marry without love, because Liam has one big problem in all of this — he’s gay.

 

Micah Adamson is the owner of a vineyard in Rochester NY, and has yet to find the partner he knows is out there for him. he believes in love and wants forever, and one day he knows he will find his ‘forever’ man. He attends a wine festival in Santa Monica, seven nights in a beautiful hotel on the beach.

 

Micah wants to show that love between two men includes affection, understanding, and can be forever. Will he make Liam see sense?

 

More information with buy links here: http://rjscottauthor.blogspot.co.uk/2011/10/one-night.html

 

 

Micah was sitting back comfortably against the storm wall, idly running sand through his fingers, and he’d been watching the blond guy for some time. The guy hadn’t moved for a good hour. He’d started by staring out at the sea before bowing his head and covering his face with his hands. He was clearly meditating or some New Age LA hippy crap, communing with nature and all that.

 

From this distance, maybe twenty feet or less, Micah couldn’t make out much in the way of features, but blond was one asset that was obvious. Fit was another, even if tending towards pale skinned. Micah’s whole life meant spending time outside, which left him perpetually sun-kissed. He shouldn’t really judge the poor New Age guy—he was probably some desk jockey or herbalist who never saw the light of day.

 

The tide was turning, the water stretching for the sands. Every so often the lacy foam would sneak a bit too close to the blond guy’s feet, but he seemed oblivious. Micah stood, stretching tall, and then spent a few moments observing the situation from his newly vertical position. The guy had been taking photos by the hotel, and the camera he’d been using didn’t look cheap. If he still had it with him and he got caught by the water… Someone should go warn him. He looked up and down the beach. His walk had taken him to a quieter place where there were not as many people, and certainly no one else seemed to be staring at the quiet figure hunched on the shoreline. That left him and his frustrating internal need to fix things pushing him down the sand and towards the shoreline. Stupid.

 

Whether the toned, introspective, fair-haired, pale-skinned hippy guy got wet was not his business. LA wasn’t like the Finger Lakes, and he was sure people didn’t just up and help others out for no good reason. Digging his hands in his jean pockets and coming to a stop, he considered instead whether he should ignore the situation. It should be easy enough to stop with the damn worrying he was doing and return to his room. The official opening of the wine convention was in a couple of hours, and he needed a shower and to make at least one call to his sister for an update.

 

Something untraceable in his thoughts, however, made him seemingly unable to move away from the train wreck he could see happening. Sea plus meditating guy plus expensive camera equaled something maybe he should be filming for Candid Camera. The encroaching sea was fascinating, and his inability to back away from saving others from potential embarrassment was guiding his actions. Also even not having seen his face, Micah knew this guy had one seriously hot body, and he wanted to stare. Whatever his reasons for getting involved he wasn’t actually moving, and in fact, his brain was telling him to shout out a warning instead.

 

“Hey,” he finally said as firmly as he could, then realized when the guy didn’t move he wasn’t sure what else to say. Hey, the tide is coming in, watch the camera, you seem hot, any chance you are… Nope, not going there. He sauntered closer, one eye on the tide, the other on the camera, until only a few feet separated them. He got a better look at the man and the camera case, which was actually lying on the sand next to him.

 

“Hey,” he said a bit louder, stumbling back as the man jumped and lurched to his feet, both disoriented and surprised.

 

“What?” the other man forced out, clearly startled.

 

“Your—” Micah saw two things before a sentence came out of his mouth—the camera and the next wave as it smashed towards them. In a sudden flurry of motion, he bent and grabbed at the camera, just as the water flooded the place where it had been. Hot guy stood there, his mouth open, the water lapping around his feet before retreating.

 

“My…shit…my camera. Thank you.” Micah handed it back, and the stranger grasped it, pulling it to his chest like it was the most precious of things.

 

“I saw…” Rather overwhelmed, Micah was kind of lost for words. The slim figure, the broad back, and the blond hair were nothing compared to the guy’s face. He was handsome, beautiful, pretty, and all the other flowery adjectives that probably didn’t do real justice to sex on legs. His blond hair was short and slightly spiky, and his eyes as blue as the sea behind him. His current expression was one of openmouthed shock, but then suddenly, his lips quirked in a crooked smile.

 

“Thank you,” he said, and Micah mumbled “s’okay” as the man backed up, sketched a wave of thanks, and then jogged up the beach and away from him.

 

Micah didn’t move. He watched the other man go, eyebrows raised as he sifted through what had just occurred. New Age meditating guy certainly didn’t look like a hippy. In fact, he looked not long out of college. He couldn’t have been more than twenty-five or so, and he sure did love that camera.

 

 

 

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