A creative work proposal is a compilation packet of sorts. It serves as the bridge between the writer and publisher. A proposal is a business plan for a creative work that is submitted to a publisher or agent...

A creative work proposal is a compilation packet of sorts. It serves as the bridge between the writer and publisher. A proposal is a business plan for a creative work that is submitted to a publisher or agent...
I'm sharing for any of you who might want to know what to do when a publishers website says they want a marketing plan or a comparative titles analysis...
**WARNING: Deals with adult subject matter, language and themes** Parts 1 2 3 “I know what happened to Chester-” the woman said, then paused. Sheriff Chen, still on the porch, just stared. Then took an instinctive step forward. "What do you know?" She shook her head. Closed her eyes. "That's not- see, I …
Inside she was grizzled with the knowledge of what she'd done. The feel of the short knife left a burning impression in her hand. She felt bad in the sense that she had taken a life, though no part of her felt that Chester's life could be considered human.
You all recall a post from a while back about my entering the Finish Line Screenwriting competition? No? Click the link and have a look-see because I've got BIG news! Big news for me. For you, it's like any other day So, the Finish Line Screenwriting Competition isn't decided until November 5th or so. But, …
Parts 1 2 3 4 5 Claire was making one last pass through the upstairs, double-checking the locks when she heard the phone. It broke her beloved silence with its shrill electronic ring. She raced to the dining room and grabbed her cellphone, "Hello?" and checked the time. It was nearly eleven. Why would …
**WARNING: Deals with adult subject matter, language and themes** Parts 1 2 3 “I know what happened to Chester-” the woman said, then paused. Sheriff Chen, still on the porch, just stared. Then took an instinctive step forward. "What do you know?" She shook her head. Closed her eyes. "That's not- see, I …
Part 1 When Mama Bear and her pair of cubs returned from the store that rainy afternoon, there was nothing unusual about the neighborhood cul-de-sac. Inside she was grizzled with the knowledge of what she'd done. The feel of the short knife left a burning impression in her hand. She felt bad in the …
In a previous post, I talked about how I'm learning all I can about the art of screenwriting. As part of my learning process, I have entered my screenplay, "Dear Boy," in a screenwriting competition that I am totally loving, so I thought I'd share a little bit about it. I found the Finish Line …
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