 Romance/Love: August 15, 2012 Issue [#5210] |
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This week: Adding Romance to Your Writing Edited by: LoneKrampuswolf  
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Sometimes, we as writers want to add a little something to our writing. One of the most rewarding things you can add to your story is romance. It is an element that allows you to learn who your characters are, and then allows them to take you through the story from their point of view.
My name is LoneKrampuswolf and I hope that this Newsletter helps you in someway. It has been a pleasure to be your editor this week. |
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One of the difficulties with adding romance into a story is sometimes the wording doesn't sound right, or the romance quickly turns into a sex scene. Taking lessons from the early writers, romance doesn't have to include sexual elements, it can lead to that aspect if you want it to, but romance is so much more.
One of the best ways of learning to add in romance is to read some romance novels and stories as I had mentioned before in my last Newsletter. When we read what others have written we can see how they word things to make it sound right or to keep it romantic instead of turning into something closely related to porn. Talking with other authors can help you learn how they get past the difficulties, and some would even offer to read your work to help give you better advice. You can also read some of the classic novels to see how early authors wrote about romance.
When you sit down to write, make an outline of what you consider to be romantic. For example: I think unexpected, and random acts of kindness done without being asked by a significant other is romantic, but adding in a character saying I love you adds even more romance. You take what you see as romantic and describe every element of it. Sights, feelings, sounds, whatever you think would add to the romantic atmosphere, and then read through it to see if that is what you had in mind of something romantic to you. You could also ask people around you what they see as romance so you have different ideas to incorporate.
One thing to try is adding real life experiences into your stories, most authors add personal elements into their stories. When you add in personal experiences into your stories it gives it a different quality. When you do that with romance you can make it turn out the way you wanted it to or keep things the way they happened.
Another you can do is add in different elements of intimacy. Intimacy doesn't necessarily mean sex. There are intimate elements of the characters opening up to each other or sharing in a special moment. It could be a small scene or a bigger one. There are different levels of intimacy: sexual, emotional, mental, intellectual and spiritual. You can try to add in some of those elements into the story. You can have one character share a secret that no one knows, like opening up and expressing a deep sadness in their life. That brings the two characters together, adds in a small level of intimacy/romance and makes the readers feel for the character.
You can even describe what a character wants from the relationship, like the man wanting to be a better man for his woman; something along those lines. Romance in a story doesn't have to be this big display, it can be something small and barely there. Romance isn't always a big display of affection. It's about the expression of love and one's feelings. If applied right you can do that within a story by displaying the characters feelings for each other in different ways. Have them remember something, or simply express their love to each other. You can have your character leave a little note for the other find. You can describe how one character feels for the other. No matter what it is you use, adding in feelings of love can easily add romance to a storyline.
When you add your own thoughts and feelings you add a different quality to the story. Readers can tell when an author adds in a part of themselves. One of he best ways to improve writing is to keep trying different things. Practicing and researching. One of the most essential aspects to writing is to also read. |
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Excerpt from Valentines Day:
Manning looked into Kara's eyes briefly, only mere seconds, before his eyes dashed off to a random corner of the classroom. He suddenly found his mouth bone dry.
"I, uh..."
"Yes?" Kara asked, wiping a stray hair off her forehead, back behind her ear. The teacher, Ms. Torpor, was collecting her things behind them, barely noticing that they were still in the room.
Manning liked Kara, and today he was going to face his worst fears, and ask her out on a date. Quite new to the whole 'boyfriend, girlfriend' scene, he scratched at the back of his neck with one hand nervously. Kara broke the silence again.
"You said you wanted to ask me something, Manning?" Her beautiful eyes looked right into his. Manning slowly looked up from his untied shoes, to meet them.
"I um...well...you know how like, we're good friends and all, and I was just thinking, um..." Come on, out with it! You big bumbling oaf! "...do you have a pencil I could borrow? 'Cause I need one for next class."
Excerpt from Island of My Heart:
Three years ago I stood in this exact same spot, at this exact same time. Watching as the sun sank over the horizon. My toes squished into the wet sand, as cold salt water rushed over my bare feet, spritzing my face with the stinging mist. Wind swept down the shore and tangled my long blonde hair. Blowing it across my face; I pushed it back with my free hand.
The only thing different than the last time I had been on this seashore was that the little girl standing beside me was no longer in my belly.
I looked down at my dark haired angel; the angel I had almost given up. Thanking God that I hadn't. My amazing saving Grace. She was everything to me, and leaving my family and this island was all worth it. The day I felt her move for the first time convinced me of that. Having her was the only smart decision I made that year. And she was the only one that gave me the strength to come back here to face my past.
Standing in front of the house I grew up in, and holding the hand of the reason I left; I can't believe I'm here. That I came back. It was finally time to bury my past-- along with my mother.
Excerpt from Tanya:
That night could only be described as shimmery and soft, luxuriously filled with stars pouring infinite golden lights. The Moon seemed to twinkle in elation as well, above all those feathery clouds. Swirls of mist seemed to evaporate in the quiet night as they cascaded their way through the city. It was a perfect, dreamy illusion and nothing short of Heaven itself.
Tanya certainly thought so. Tonight was the dream she had been waiting for to unfold itself. Every second appeared to drizzle with illuminous rainbows and flame itself up more powerful than blue waves of fire. Tonight was the night she had been waiting for for what seemed like forever.
She stole a shy glance at Eric for the umpteenth time. Her entire being appeared to sing with elation just by that single motion and once again, she was caught up with each and every detail of his utter perfection. Those piercing, almond-shaped eyes; the smooth curve of those cheekbones; wildly enchanting disheveled black hair that appeared to glow under the street lights; the pale, fair complexion of that skin; and those full lips which would, she was sure, be perfect for kissing.
He could be an angel for all she knew. That heavenly beauty of those features was surely too much for a mere human. His beauty, so charming, so inhuman... Despite herself, she wondered how Bella first felt when she met Edward.
Excerpt from A Chance Meeting:
About 4 months after my divorce was final, I decided that I needed to get out of the house and away from work and do something for myself. I couldn't think of anything better or more relaxing than to go shopping and see if I could find something new for my company picnic. Something that would make me feel feminine again and splurge, just a bit. I dropped the kids off at my mother's house hoping to have most of the day to myself.
The morning was terrific! I went from store to store looking at all the fashions, stopping to try them on and I even bought a nice little sundress. I decided to treat myself to lunch at the new American food restaurant in the mall.
The restaurant was packed as I entered it. I decided to wait for a table, gave my name to the hostess and found a seat in the waiting area. I noticed a nice looking man standing across from me. He was big, maybe over 6 feet tall, with light brown hair, hazel eyes and a beard. I usually don't like beards on men, but somehow it seemed to fit him. I noticed him looking at me a couple of times, but he would always look away before I could catch him. Finally, our eyes met and he must have known I knew he was watching me, because he began to blush.
The room was beginning to clear and he walked over to sit in the seat next to me. As he came over, I thought he was going to say something, so I held out my hand and said, "Hi, my name is Jennifer". He looked really surprised, got a little flustered and said, "I'm Joe, glad to meet you." |
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