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I am author, artist, history buff, wishing to share these three passions of mine with anyone who cares to read this blog. The main drive between these three deep interests of mine is imagination.

History isn't just people and events in a dusty book. Writing isn't just words in a tome. Art isn't just random images in a photograph, sketch or painting. I'll give you examples of what they really are.

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Here comes set 2 of Whisperings of the Pen’s questions–an update on my progress of Strong Hearts :)

Be truthful. How has the first week-and-a-half of your personal writing challenge progressed?
This is isn’t my first week of the challenge, but it’s the beginning of my journey to the end! And it has been so-so. I have been reading a lot lately, and that may have been detracting from my writing time. I’m in that disgusting phase known as writer’s block. *groans*
Did you reach your weekly goal or wordcount?
No! Woe is me . . .
Are you finding it easier to work with a goal in mind? Or does it make you nervous and even less inclined to get the work done?
It definitely makes me more accountable–if I didn’t have a goal, I’d just be working sparsely and sporadically. So I appreciate the deadline this goal is placing on my shoulders. It will help me get back into it, even on those low, empty days.
Did you do most of your writing in the morning, afternoon, or evening?
When do you like to write? Typically I shoot for morning and afternoon. Nighttime is probably THE BEST time for me, but I haven’t done much of that lately.
What music has been inspiring you to write?
Usually classic music, or a few specific songs, or soundtracks from period movies. (Braveheart, Last of the Mohicans, The Patriot, Gods and Generals, etc.)
Share a snippet of your writing!
aaaand . . . here you go:

Johnny must have perceived the pain scourging her, for he reached out and gripped her shoulder.

“I’m afraid Julian will miss you. You won’t wait . . .”

“No,” Diana shook her head desperately. No—anything but that! She couldn’t see Julian. Somehow the thought of his knowing of her past afflicted Diana in a means she could not describe to her brother. A look in the eyes could tell all. Couldn’t the world see it lurking in her visage, the darkness of her heritage haunting the murkiness of her eyes?

Share your favorite “Ah-HA!” writing moment. Have you written anything that made you sit back and think, “Okay, this is awesome,” during the last week and half?
I’ve had several over the last week or two, especially when new plot twists and ideas on portraying one of my characters leapt up into my consciousness. ‘Twas a delightful experience, and I rejoiced most heartily.
Any problem spots, scenes that are proving hard to work, or characters giving you grief? If so, how did you overcome these obstacles?
Right now, where the writer’s block has kicked in, I’m trying to push past the hard parts and deal with them best I can. My characters are behaving fairly well, and like I said, I’ll terrorize them into submission cause I can’t take any nonsense right now. Even from my beloved characters! They are not exempt from the wrath of a frustrated writer.
Share your favorite line said by a character during this week-and-a-half of writing.

“We will be neighbors—at least, by next spring. Linus has already begun to make arrangements—he has been desiring this for so long, and at last the opportunity is at hand. And in such a remote place as St. Louis I imagine that law practice is well wanted. Mama fears daily for me, she does not fancy the thought of my leaving the east, where all is considerable safer and less . . . ‘God-forsaken’,” and Peg’s eyes danced then. “But I relish the thought of an adventure!”

~Peg to Diana

“I must go somewhere—somewhere away, far away,” said Diana quietly, as she ran her fingers along the rough surface of the tree trunk. “Somewhere away from here.”

“Why must you?” Katharine studied the young woman’s sober face, no longer the bright and vivacious features of before—now staid and wistful.

“To breathe! To free myself from this place—I cannot be here forever. I feel this insatiable desire to stand on ground where I have not walked.”

How are you going to move forward in this challenge? It’s been little more than a week-and-a-half since the start (July 4th). Are you changing your wordcount or page goal for this coming week?
I’ll try to do more if I can–I’ll go for 2,000 words a day, endeavor as hard as I am able to. For this month I’ll go at it with all that I have. Since I moved my goal to September it might  be more conceivable and do-able to make my word-count 2000 words!
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