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	<title>Comments on: Jumping in with both feet.</title>
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		<title>By: Sylvia Day &#124; Sensual Romance Author :: Weblog</title>
		<link>http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2005/02/23/367/#comment-1682</link>
		<dc:creator>Sylvia Day &#124; Sensual Romance Author :: Weblog</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Feb 2005 05:30:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I&#8217;m writing in Works, which I hate.    Where is my Word???? Argh!!!). As I mentioned before, I started this story about 1/3 of the way into, but tonight I started the be [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] I&#8217;m writing in Works, which I hate.    Where is my Word???? Argh!!!). As I mentioned before, I started this story about 1/3 of the way into, but tonight I started the be [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Sylvia</title>
		<link>http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2005/02/23/367/#comment-1587</link>
		<dc:creator>Sylvia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 21:03:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I know what you mean, Alison. I've posted about it before, back in December. The post was titled:

&lt;a href="http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2004/12/19/229/" rel="external"&gt;The Symphony of Writing&lt;/a&gt;

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know what you mean, Alison. I&#8217;ve posted about it before, back in December. The post was titled:</p>
<p><a href="http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2004/12/19/229/" rel="external">The Symphony of Writing</a></p>
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		<title>By: Alison</title>
		<link>http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2005/02/23/367/#comment-1584</link>
		<dc:creator>Alison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 20:53:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, but see, I DON'T hear my characters at all!  I only hear my words as I write them.  They have a beat as I put them on the page!  See, I think if you're not cursed with this hearing thing, it doesn't make any sense, LOL!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, but see, I DON&#8217;T hear my characters at all!  I only hear my words as I write them.  They have a beat as I put them on the page!  See, I think if you&#8217;re not cursed with this hearing thing, it doesn&#8217;t make any sense, LOL!</p>
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		<title>By: Sasha</title>
		<link>http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2005/02/23/367/#comment-1582</link>
		<dc:creator>Sasha</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 20:33:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don't HEAR my characters at all, except when I'm writing dialogue at times.  Then they're shouting in my ears.  But I can usually feel them.  Where they want the story to go, what they want to do.  I believe that in time I'll hear them more clearly.  I just keep reminding myself that I'm just starting out. I've only been at this part time for 4 years.  That's less time than a degree takes, so really, I'm still  "in school".  Telling myself this gives me the freedom to make my mistakes, and learn from them.  Plus, that means readign things like THE BANE AFFAIR can be considered studying. ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t HEAR my characters at all, except when I&#8217;m writing dialogue at times.  Then they&#8217;re shouting in my ears.  But I can usually feel them.  Where they want the story to go, what they want to do.  I believe that in time I&#8217;ll hear them more clearly.  I just keep reminding myself that I&#8217;m just starting out. I&#8217;ve only been at this part time for 4 years.  That&#8217;s less time than a degree takes, so really, I&#8217;m still  &#8220;in school&#8221;.  Telling myself this gives me the freedom to make my mistakes, and learn from them.  Plus, that means readign things like THE BANE AFFAIR can be considered studying. <img src='http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: Evangeline</title>
		<link>http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2005/02/23/367/#comment-1578</link>
		<dc:creator>Evangeline</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 19:47:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm with Alison; I can hear the cadence of my character's voice, the cadence of their actions, thoughts and movements along the page--because I see scenes and happenings in my story like a movie. And I automatically know when something in the story falters--not even craftwise, but storywise--and am able to pinpoint how and when to to fix it and why it doesn't work. I also have this strange ability to fast forward and rewind through scenes even if I don't know what the heck is happening in the story! </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m with Alison; I can hear the cadence of my character&#8217;s voice, the cadence of their actions, thoughts and movements along the page&#8211;because I see scenes and happenings in my story like a movie. And I automatically know when something in the story falters&#8211;not even craftwise, but storywise&#8211;and am able to pinpoint how and when to to fix it and why it doesn&#8217;t work. I also have this strange ability to fast forward and rewind through scenes even if I don&#8217;t know what the heck is happening in the story!</p>
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		<title>By: Alison</title>
		<link>http://www.sylviaday.com/blog/2005/02/23/367/#comment-1537</link>
		<dc:creator>Alison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2005 14:51:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You know, thinking about this further.  I have never thought of myself as knowing or learning craft.  That's just me writing.  It's probably the mirror of the storyteller.  Telling the story is who she is.  Writing a story is who *I* am.  I *hear* my writing.  The rhythm of the words as I put them on the page - which is, I'm sure, why I write nearly finished product.  The story comes out in my words, my voice, so it's impossible for me to just write through it and come back later to make repairs.  *g*  I can't do that.  It's hard to explain, but here's a snippet from a note I got once from a fellow author that lays it out better than I can.

&lt;blockquote&gt;I have to know, do you realize what a beautiful lyrical style you have to your writing? I mean seriously lyrical. I've been whining to the dh that I wish I had your level of talent, and being a man he just ignores me. But I was telling [friend] about this yesterday, so if you don't believe me, ask her and she'll confirm it. I swear, there are passages in [The Bane Affair] that are just so [expletive *g*] perfect that they're literally lyrical, meaning your words could actually be put to music. How the hell to do you do it? I find it so completely amazing and just perfectly captivating. I've never read anything like it before. I think the scene where I was first became aware of it was when Christian begins to question Natasha's level of knowledgeable involvement with her godfather's "business" dealings, where he's starts consciously question his feelings and how they could be a real problem for him. You blew me away.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know, thinking about this further.  I have never thought of myself as knowing or learning craft.  That&#8217;s just me writing.  It&#8217;s probably the mirror of the storyteller.  Telling the story is who she is.  Writing a story is who *I* am.  I *hear* my writing.  The rhythm of the words as I put them on the page - which is, I&#8217;m sure, why I write nearly finished product.  The story comes out in my words, my voice, so it&#8217;s impossible for me to just write through it and come back later to make repairs.  *g*  I can&#8217;t do that.  It&#8217;s hard to explain, but here&#8217;s a snippet from a note I got once from a fellow author that lays it out better than I can.</p>
<blockquote><p>I have to know, do you realize what a beautiful lyrical style you have to your writing? I mean seriously lyrical. I&#8217;ve been whining to the dh that I wish I had your level of talent, and being a man he just ignores me. But I was telling [friend] about this yesterday, so if you don&#8217;t believe me, ask her and she&#8217;ll confirm it. I swear, there are passages in [The Bane Affair] that are just so [expletive *g*] perfect that they&#8217;re literally lyrical, meaning your words could actually be put to music. How the hell to do you do it? I find it so completely amazing and just perfectly captivating. I&#8217;ve never read anything like it before. I think the scene where I was first became aware of it was when Christian begins to question Natasha&#8217;s level of knowledgeable involvement with her godfather&#8217;s &#8220;business&#8221; dealings, where he&#8217;s starts consciously question his feelings and how they could be a real problem for him. You blew me away.</p></blockquote>
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