by Hillary DePiano | Apr 22, 2014 | External Stimuli, Living the Writing Life, On Writing: Craft and Commiseration, Personally...
I’ve written 128,680Â words so far this year. Considering my goal was to write 200,000 words total by the end of the year, I would say that’s pretty impressive. Needless to say, I bumped my goal up to 300,000 and added a new little line on my insane...
by Hillary DePiano | Apr 22, 2014 | My Writing, Uncategorized
I’ve got two great photographs from West Linn High School’s production of The Love of Three Oranges courtesy of this review from the WestLinn Tidings. They did the show as a more traditional commedia play with masks and it looks great! The Love of Three...
by Hillary DePiano | Apr 17, 2014 | On Writing: Craft and Commiseration, Writing Advice and Resources
Writing advice comes in all types because so do writers. We all write very differently both in style and in process so it makes sense that writing advice doesn’t just come in one flavor. Let’s face it, there is never going to be that one single thing that...
by Hillary DePiano | Apr 15, 2014 | External Stimuli, NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), On Writing: Craft and Commiseration
No matter how badly this month is going (and I, too, am oh so behind) you’ve got to stick this Camp NaNoWriMo journey out until the very end because… …my pep talk won’t come out until the end of the month and if you quit early, you’ll...
by Hillary DePiano | Apr 10, 2014 | On Writing: Craft and Commiseration
I was having a crisis over having to rewrite my entire book the other day and I finally realized that it came down to the realization that I would be tossing out a lot of writing. Not just writing but Really Good Writing. Every other time I’ve had to trash a...
by Hillary DePiano | Apr 3, 2014 | My Writing, Uncategorized
The Love of 3 Oranges is a Commedia D’ell Arte scenario by Carlo Gozzi around 1761. The play was later adapted in 2002 by the brilliant composer Sergei Prokofiev as a full stage play. -SOURCE. Someone’s research went terribly wrong here. Sergei Prokofiev...