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Eva’s Byte #339 – A Clean Slate
Give or take a few days after launching my Contemporary Fiction, Etta’s Fishing Ground, I began scratching the surface on the clean slate of a blank page to fabricate my new Work in Progress.
A stickler for blurring the lines of demarcation between fact and fiction within the locale of my native state of Rhode Island, I went off on a tangent to set the stage in my prologue. Lest anyone think I’d plunk an arbitrary date to relate an incident from which my fictitious story will pivot—au contraire.
Conducive to staging reality for a backstory in 1971, I needed an Indian summer day for the seaside community of Charlestown. It also had to be on a weekend. Lo and behold—October 2, 1971 was ripe for the picking. The temperature was 85 degrees on that Saturday.
Depending upon how my electrical power holds out during the fall nor’easter, I hope to advance the prologue along the disappearing clean slate of the first page.
Whatever my imaginary characters dictate for me to make happen, the devil is in the details. I’d expect nothing less from myself.
An excerpt from a reader’s review for Etta’s Fishing Ground – “I felt the author knew many of the characters in real life and was relating what she had been told.”
*May attention to details make a world of difference in your creative endeavors.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
A stickler for blurring the lines of demarcation between fact and fiction within the locale of my native state of Rhode Island, I went off on a tangent to set the stage in my prologue. Lest anyone think I’d plunk an arbitrary date to relate an incident from which my fictitious story will pivot—au contraire.
Conducive to staging reality for a backstory in 1971, I needed an Indian summer day for the seaside community of Charlestown. It also had to be on a weekend. Lo and behold—October 2, 1971 was ripe for the picking. The temperature was 85 degrees on that Saturday.
Depending upon how my electrical power holds out during the fall nor’easter, I hope to advance the prologue along the disappearing clean slate of the first page.
Whatever my imaginary characters dictate for me to make happen, the devil is in the details. I’d expect nothing less from myself.
An excerpt from a reader’s review for Etta’s Fishing Ground – “I felt the author knew many of the characters in real life and was relating what she had been told.”
*May attention to details make a world of difference in your creative endeavors.
My sincere appreciation if you’ve read this far.
Eva’s Authors Den Page: https://tinyurl.com/yycm7d2w
