crickets chirp. the lights go out. I sit in the dark

heck, have I lost you all? from 500 hits a day to this?

I'm not here anyway, so neener neener. I'm off being ignored in the online class Ari and I are teaching. You can still join and pay no attention to me there, too. [cue tiny violin]

I'm reading Alison Kent's book The Idiot's Guide to Writing Erotic Romance. I'm reassured and disturbed.

Reassuring--nearly everything she talks about, I know. Much of it is covered in our course.
Disturbing--she says it so beautifully. Dang. AK has written The Book. Is there any better way to present the subject?

Nope.

I suppose the one thing we can offer is targeted advice--but not if the class stays so damned quiet.

Comments

  1. bettie1:28 AM

    What's this about a class?

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  2. Bronwyn Parry7:22 AM

    Hmm... quiet online courses. Let me just put my instructional designer hat on here. Maybe you've already done these, but if not, how about an icebreaker/introduction exercise? (Like two truths and a lie about your love life, or something easy like that?) Followed by a relatively easy, but fun and non-threatening writing exercise to fit in with your teaching points ie writing your reaction on seeing your fantasy man for the first time... or the first time naked :-)

    (Mind you, I'm so tired at the moment I'd probably just yawn if my fantasy man walked in...)

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  3. Kate9:04 AM

    no, thank YOU, Alison Kent for that book! Wowza. I'm recommending it to everyone.

    Bettie -- the class http://www.charteroakromancewriters.org/workshop.html A fundraiser for the local RWA chapter.

    and anyone taking it will soon have Bron's exercise to contend with.

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