Fritz Franke's Blog, page 7
February 19, 2013
As promised: my blog part 3 - The Odyssey of this Writer. Here's the link: http://fritz-franke.tumblr.com/. Posted once a week and kept short. Follow if you dare & click if you like for a heckava ride.
Qik Note - I totally forgot to post my blog here last week. My bad. It's regularly on Tumblr but I can't get the feed onto here so I have to copy and paste. Here it goes ... (from last week)
02/12/13
Such a rush of everything today. Still meeting that Tuesday commitment though.
So I began writing The Chosen One from the Savior Project and discovered something profound. Even though I could see the entire story from beginning to end as if it were a movie in my mind, I had no idea how to translate that into words on paper. After a few attempts, I got as far as a couple of paragraphs and it looked like crap. It wasn’t anything like what I saw in my mind and it certainly wasn’t anything like Fantasy/SciFi books I’ve read. I realized that I didn’t know how to write. Frustration set in but the dreams continued. Yes, that’s where they all came from but that’ll be addressed later. So what was I to do?
Well, the first thing I did was to sulk and stay pissed for a while. That sure helped a lot. I finally decided I needed to learn in some organized fashion. I checked into classes at my alma mater, UVa. In the fall of 2007, I took my first Creative Writing course since my days in college way back when dinosaurs roamed the Earth – as my kids would say. I absolutely loved it. And it helped. Next week – Fritz the student.
02/12/13
Such a rush of everything today. Still meeting that Tuesday commitment though.
So I began writing The Chosen One from the Savior Project and discovered something profound. Even though I could see the entire story from beginning to end as if it were a movie in my mind, I had no idea how to translate that into words on paper. After a few attempts, I got as far as a couple of paragraphs and it looked like crap. It wasn’t anything like what I saw in my mind and it certainly wasn’t anything like Fantasy/SciFi books I’ve read. I realized that I didn’t know how to write. Frustration set in but the dreams continued. Yes, that’s where they all came from but that’ll be addressed later. So what was I to do?
Well, the first thing I did was to sulk and stay pissed for a while. That sure helped a lot. I finally decided I needed to learn in some organized fashion. I checked into classes at my alma mater, UVa. In the fall of 2007, I took my first Creative Writing course since my days in college way back when dinosaurs roamed the Earth – as my kids would say. I absolutely loved it. And it helped. Next week – Fritz the student.
February 5, 2013
Part 2 posted on Tumblr 02/05/13
As promised: my blog part 2 - The Odyssey of this Writer. Here's the link: http://fritz-franke.tumblr.com/. Posted once a week and kept short. Follow if you dare & click if you like for a heckava ride.
So last week was the intro and I said I was gonna tell you how I finally began writing. This fellow was buying my car back in 2005 and while test driving it, with me riding shotgun, casual conversation led to the subject of “What do you do?” I went first and said I was in Information Technology. The guy acted surprised saying I didn’t appear to be that type of person, rather an artsy/creative type. I asked what he did and he said he was a writer. I said that I always wanted to be a writer. “Really?” was his response. “Got something to write about?” I said yes and proceeded to tell him the story of Chris Gates and the Savior Project – of course in an abbreviated form. Then I was telling him my baseball story and he stopped me and said, “Dude, you gotta write this stuff. It’s so new and fresh – not the rehashed crap that’s out there now.”
The fellow bought the car and I never saw him again. I was left with the thoughts and desire to write. I sat on that idea for a year and didn’t do anything except think about writing. One day in June of 2006, I hopped on my computer and made notes on all the different stories that I wanted to write. There wer 7 stories with the Savior Project series being 6 books. I sat back and remembered that all of these stories had been dreams – dreams that I felt I actually lived in. So I took a whack at beginning the first book from the Savior Project series, The Chosen One. After I began the first few sentences, I found out something. That’s for next week.
So last week was the intro and I said I was gonna tell you how I finally began writing. This fellow was buying my car back in 2005 and while test driving it, with me riding shotgun, casual conversation led to the subject of “What do you do?” I went first and said I was in Information Technology. The guy acted surprised saying I didn’t appear to be that type of person, rather an artsy/creative type. I asked what he did and he said he was a writer. I said that I always wanted to be a writer. “Really?” was his response. “Got something to write about?” I said yes and proceeded to tell him the story of Chris Gates and the Savior Project – of course in an abbreviated form. Then I was telling him my baseball story and he stopped me and said, “Dude, you gotta write this stuff. It’s so new and fresh – not the rehashed crap that’s out there now.”
The fellow bought the car and I never saw him again. I was left with the thoughts and desire to write. I sat on that idea for a year and didn’t do anything except think about writing. One day in June of 2006, I hopped on my computer and made notes on all the different stories that I wanted to write. There wer 7 stories with the Savior Project series being 6 books. I sat back and remembered that all of these stories had been dreams – dreams that I felt I actually lived in. So I took a whack at beginning the first book from the Savior Project series, The Chosen One. After I began the first few sentences, I found out something. That’s for next week.
Part 1 posted on Tumblr 01/30/13
Hey y'all - as promised, I've now started my blog - The Odyssey of this Writer. Here's the link: http://fritz-franke.tumblr.com/. I'll post once a week and keep it short. So follow if you dare and click if you like. It's gonna be a heckava ride. You're going to think I'm insane. (That is if you don't already) ;) (This blog is being repeated here is there isn't a way to get the feed into Goodreads.)
First post on 'The Odyssey of this Writer.'
130130
It’s so weird how I got started being a writer. It will take a while to tell you, so I’ll just divide it up so you only have a couple of paragraphs to read each week. I’ll try to post on Tuesday mornings. Yesterday flew by so I’ll start on a Wednesday.
I’ve always been a storyteller. And in case you didn’t know, I’ve got the first book published from a 6 book series called The Savior Project. The book is titled, The Chosen One and it’s all from my dreams. The next 5 books are also from those dreams. Sometimes I’d wake up thinking these things really happened. I used to tell bedtime stories from those dreams to my kids when they were little.
Anyway, I always wanted to write. Even while at UVa in business school, I took some journalism classes and wanted to switch careers but I received some STRONG advice from family members not to become a starving artist type. So I waited 30 years to become the starving artist type.
Next will be the ‘prompt’ that got me to put pen to paper - or fingers to keyboard. Whatever.
First post on 'The Odyssey of this Writer.'
130130
It’s so weird how I got started being a writer. It will take a while to tell you, so I’ll just divide it up so you only have a couple of paragraphs to read each week. I’ll try to post on Tuesday mornings. Yesterday flew by so I’ll start on a Wednesday.
I’ve always been a storyteller. And in case you didn’t know, I’ve got the first book published from a 6 book series called The Savior Project. The book is titled, The Chosen One and it’s all from my dreams. The next 5 books are also from those dreams. Sometimes I’d wake up thinking these things really happened. I used to tell bedtime stories from those dreams to my kids when they were little.
Anyway, I always wanted to write. Even while at UVa in business school, I took some journalism classes and wanted to switch careers but I received some STRONG advice from family members not to become a starving artist type. So I waited 30 years to become the starving artist type.
Next will be the ‘prompt’ that got me to put pen to paper - or fingers to keyboard. Whatever.
