Colin Wilcox was driving from Portland to Seattle on a Sunday afternoon, just minding his own business, when three ideas collided in his mind and out came Bev and Julie Wilson, the protagonists of Sing for Me.
A week later he had 35,000 words, the rough sketch of their story, and his life changed.
Prior to Bev and Julie showing up, Colin had been happy writing help for a major software company. He loved explaining complex ideas in ways anyone could understand, and even more, he loved making people's lives easier.
And that's still cool, but tech writing has some serious competition now. Sing for Me has grown into a trilogy, with the second volume, The Ragged Echo just released, and the third, with a working title of The Noisy Souls under wayColin Wilcox was driving from Portland to Seattle on a Sunday afternoon, just minding his own business, when three ideas collided in his mind and out came Bev and Julie Wilson, the protagonists of Sing for Me.
A week later he had 35,000 words, the rough sketch of their story, and his life changed.
Prior to Bev and Julie showing up, Colin had been happy writing help for a major software company. He loved explaining complex ideas in ways anyone could understand, and even more, he loved making people's lives easier.
And that's still cool, but tech writing has some serious competition now. Sing for Me has grown into a trilogy, with the second volume, The Ragged Echo just released, and the third, with a working title of The Noisy Souls under way.
As if that wasn't enough, he's also busy with a domestic terrorism thriller titled, Modest Comfort, and a piece of historical fiction that turns Rembrandt into a bumbling, unintentional action hero.
Colin lives and works in Seattle. He has two amazing small kids, and an even more amazing wife, the beautiful Michelle.
Colin WilcoxFreewriting. Just writing anything that comes to mind, even if it's four pages of F-bombs. If that doesn't work, I tuck the issue into the back of my …moreFreewriting. Just writing anything that comes to mind, even if it's four pages of F-bombs. If that doesn't work, I tuck the issue into the back of my mind and give it time. (less)
Colin WilcoxI only get one thing? Watching a story take off in an unexpected direction. Giving a character lots of foibles and contradictions. Watching characters…moreI only get one thing? Watching a story take off in an unexpected direction. Giving a character lots of foibles and contradictions. Watching characters evolve with the story. The ideas that arrive during second and third drafts. Working on the level of metaphor and simile. Adding smells to a scene (not done often enough in novels). (less)
''I think midlife is when the universe gently places her hands upon your shoulders, pulls you close, and whispers in your ear:
I’m not screwing around. It’s time. All of this pretending and performing – these coping mechanisms that you’ve developed to protect yourself from feeling inadequate and getting hurt – has to go.