Why the title
WRITING IN THE CROSSHAIRS?
All writers I believe write in the crosshairs.
If you have beta readers and have submitted to agents/editors,
you know the feeling of being in the crosshairs of their evaluations.
Ouch. But no pain, no gain.
But I am thinking of the imagry of the hunter.
He fixes his aim at his target, looking through his scope.
The image is hardly crisp at the beginning. He must adjust the lens to achieve crisp clarity and the best chance of hitting his target.
Writers are like that hunter.
At first the image of our tale is blurry.
We tighten the focus with revealing dialogue, vibrant characters, engaging crises, and creative descriptions.
Pacing and plot tighten the image even more. Sometimes we get it with dead-on clarity. Most times we don't.
No one but Shakespeare is perfect. If you don't believe me, ask Harold Bloom or any university English professor.
It is a tricky endeavor writing in the crosshairs.
How do we focus quicksilver humans into concrete mental images?
Take flames. They look like objects but are really processes.
Humans are like that as well. No human actually is complete. He or she is in the process of becoming.
But becoming what? We answer that question with our choices.
But there is more to my title than that.
We all write the movie of our lives in the crosshairs.
That endeavor is more tricky. We don't get the luxury of time to reflect, muse, or ponder at leisure.
Life is a harsh mistress. As we struggle, she flashes us that "beauty-queen" smile:
all sharp teeth and no heart. And in her games of chance, the House ultimately wins.
Like Indiana Jones we must make it up as we go along.
We plan and prepare.
Life gleefully throws her monkey wrench into our preparations.
We must write our lives in the crosshairs of illness, accidents, dysfunctional humans, and our own inner demons.
We are all in Life's crosshairs, and none of us know when she will pull the trigger. We just know that she will.
This is what my blog is all about:
How to maintain a measure of grace and peace in the crosshairs of Life.
I haven't figured it out yet.
Let me know what helps with you.
I am currently listening to "Follow Me" from the anime Innocence.
The romance of my haunted, undead Texas Ranger, Samuel McCord, and his immortal love, Meilori Shinseen, seem to linger among those lyrics like the ghost traces of a moonbeam.
Here is a music video I think you may like:
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