Paige Hawthorne: Blog

I recently revisited Stephen Hunter's Point of Impact, circa 1993. And currently I'm reading a new one, G-Man. Wow.

Now I don't feel bad not being able to measure up to one of the best adventure writers in the world. No, scratch 'adventure.'

But his books are a clear indication of how far I am below the talent level I should be striving for.

I guess I could drop this whole writing pipe dream. Go back to boys and booze and blunts. Except. My real life Walker and Vanessa, my son and my love.

Fuck you, Hunter.

Paige

I write without a map. My interior monologue takes me to unexpected places. Most are pleasant, some unexpectedly dark.

I don't know if it's showing up in my writing yet, but my thinking is becoming a little more … complex. Textured. The twin disciplines - - thinking and writing - - are sort of forcing me to examine life more intimately. Which is kind of cool.

This little journey … well, I'm not sure where it's leading me. But maybe, just maybe, I'm becoming a more critical thinker. Observer? Recorder? Something.

Paige

Sparse prose v. dense.

Robert B. Parker and Elmore Leonard sketch out a scene and let your imagination fill in the details.

Thomas Perry and Robert Crais provide more info. But less than Dennis Lehane and John le Carré.

Depending on which book I've just read, I think, "Boy, I need to do it this way." Although that's embarrassing, like being only as smart as the last person I talked with.

What do you guys think?

Paige

P. S. I was informed, quite accurately, that this forum isn't the Paige Hawthorne Blog Site. This particular emailer suggested that I cease and desist for a while. Like, forever.

Well, forever seems like a pretty long time, so I probably won't afford him that particular pleasure. But he does make a point. While I hesitate to disappoint my legion of fans, both of you, that guy may be right. You may be seeing less of me, blog-wise. For a while. Unless you don't.

As do many of you, I revere democracy. Including here at SOL.

I do think one of the sacraments of a free republic occurs at the polls. Voting is a right, but also a privilege.

After consideration, I've adjusted the internal filters in here so that all reader votes on my Winter stories that range from 8 through 10 will be counted. Yes, you read that accurately. Even votes as low as 8 will be lawfully tabulated. Fair is fair. The votation process is sacred to me.

What, you may ask, about reader Comments at the end of the Winter stories?

Rest easy. All reader observations whether positive or positive will be plainly visible to one and all. Fair is … well, you know.

Paige

Well, good news. Decent, anyway. My third story, "Winter's Voyage", is in the can. No, not the loo, Winter isn't suffering from urinary incontinence. If fact, since she's fictional, she doesn't have any embarrassing maladies.

For those of you who care about these things, this new story is a little over 50,000 words. I guess it's over 50,000 for those of you who don't care about these things.

I went for shorter chapters in "Winter's Gamble." Just to toe-test the water temperature in … um, shorter chapters. It's a little north of 30,000 words.

My first story, "Winter's Wonderland", my longest to date, is almost 70,000.

This new one, "Voyage" is in my usual 12-chapter format and I'll start posting whenever my self-described editor, thornfoote, skims it. Which could take a while. Thorny, poor dear, needs frequent rest periods when he reads. His lips get so tired.

Paige