More thoughts on criticism and negativity...

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In thinking about yesterday's post I realized I have a tad bit more to say about the subject. So miracle of miracles, here's another post only one day later!

Sure negative comments can be helpful, but that doesn't mean I think we all should just let those negative comments fly without taking into consideration the writer's feelings.

Tact and delicacy, people!

There's always something positive that can be said about a piece and that's what you should start with when giving a critique. In my opinion, anyway.

Also, I believe it's important not to try to change a piece to the way you would do it if you were writing it. You're not. There are many styles and types of writing out there and no one is the only way. So when I read each of the Workshop 8 manuscripts I tried to figure out what the writer was trying to do and make my suggestions and comments based on that. I was probably wrong a bunch of the time (in one case I know I was WAY wrong!) but I thought that approach was more respectful to the writer than trying to rewrite what they'd done based on how I'd do it.

So, in summary: positive things can come from negativity, but try to be nice about it!

One Story

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I just subscribed to One Story.

Every three weeks I'll receive one short story in the mail. Historically, I've never been a big short story reader, but I want to read more of them and one at a time like this, sounds nice and manageable.

As for writing, I am about to start submitting my novel once again. The feedback at Squaw was encouraging, both from my workshop group and my one-on-one interview, and I've finished editing it so I suppose it need to start putting it out there.

Submitting is not my favorite part of being a writer, but if one wants to be read by more than just a handful of people, it's kind of necessary!

A SFD writer's nightmare

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Remember Twilight and Stephenie Meyer?

Well, a draft, a SFD (shitty first draft) I'm guessing, of part of her work in progress, the most recent novel of the Twilight series, has been posted on the internet. (That's a link to an article about the incident, by the way, not the draft itself.)

I'm cringing thinking about how Meyer must feel. Not only is the plot of her story, "spoiled" now, but to have writing that's not ready exposed publicly? Makes my private, control-freak nature shudder!

What a shame.

Squaw Valley Community of Writers

I was fortunate enough to be a participant at this year's Squaw Valley Community of Writers Fiction Writing Workshop. If you've ever thought about going, I highly encourage you to apply.

It was such a great week!

The Everyday Athlete

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I've been stumped for blog topics and it shows.

When I started blogging, I needed motivation and a place to express the enormous pile of writing-related angst steaming inside of me. Well, thankfully motivation is now ingrained, the angst has dwindled, and anything I can think of to say about either, I've already said, and much more melodramatically than what I would come up with now.

That's good. I don't want to be filled with anxiety and unable to get myself to do what I want to do. I'm glad that I've moved on from where I was at the beginning of this blog, but it sure has left me at a loss when it comes to new entries.

Basically, I'm still editing, and there isn't a lot to say about it really. Same old, same old.

But today I came across a blog that reminded me of the power of writing and the ability to set down a story in a moving, engaging way. This isn't a "writing blog", but it's a fabulous example of good writing and what it can do. Plus it's about challenging oneself to set goals that might seem out of reach...at first.

Beautifully written and very inspiring.

The Everyday Athlete

Check it out!

Coffee: Part 2

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Here's a new post to bump my musings on grout and mildew from the top of the page.

Way back when I started this blog, I discovered a magic liquid that helped to make my extremely early mornings possible.

Coffee

Last week I received a magic machine in the mail that makes me happily get up as soon as my alarm or Dixie wakes me up.

The Senseo.

A friend told me about a link where I could get one for $15. In exchange, I was supposed to tout it to all of my friends. The ethics of the whole thing made me a little nervous, since I didn't know if I'd like the Senseo enough to sing its praises, but I didn't need to worry, because the Senseo is awesome! In 2 minutes I get a delicious cup of coffee with this yummy layer of foam on top. It reminds me of the coffee I had at the hotel where we stayed in Barcelona. So easy to make and so good! If you like coffee, but don't need a whole pot of the stuff at a time, check it out.

Hmmm...which is better on top, a post about grout or what's basically an ad?

I'm not sure, but either way I should probably get something else up here soon!

Scrubbing Grout

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The other day when I was cleaning my bathroom it occurred to me that cleaning the grout in the shower is similar to editing a manuscript.

With a shower, you start scrubbing at the mildew and soap scum and feel like you're making progress, but as you clean the dirtiest, most obvious parts, the less dirty, but still problematic strips of grout become more noticeable. So you tackle those, get them all clean and white, and then the areas that weren't quite as bad, but still aren't perfect rear up their ugly heads.

I'm guessing that eventually the grout in the whole shower could be gleaming and pristine (I don't know for sure, because I've never had enough shower-cleaning enthusiasm to get it that way), but it's incredibly frustrating because it takes SO LONG and there's so much grout to scrub and unless you took a picture of what the shower looked like originally, it's hard to see your progress, so you feel like you are scrubbing and scrubbing and not getting anywhere.

Same with a manuscript. You read through it, clean up the darkest, most obviously, mildewed parts, but when you've gotten those straightened out, new areas that need work become obvious. Rinse, repeat ad nauseam!

I'm still editing, and unfortunately there's still some mildew to scrub.

But, and here's where I get positive, the stained grout of my manuscript all has to do with the writing, the story continues to feel clean and sparkling. It's another reason why I want to get the wording in good shape. I like this story so much, and I want it to shine through.

So I'm forging ahead, feeling both discouraged and optimistic. But with a lot of scrubbing, I'm hopeful that the manuscript will finally be ready to go out before too long.

I don't need a snooze button...

...because I have Dixie.

See sometimes I get up right away--as soon as my alarm goes off at 4:26. But other mornings, I'm slow to wake up so Dixie helps me. Mostly she peers into my face and meows to remind me that though she's waited very patiently throughout the night, it's time for me to get my lazy self out of bed and make sure that her food bowl is filled to an adequate level. If the meowing alone doesn't do it, she's been known to sit on my chest and meow right in my ear until I respond.

It's annoying and cute (if you're a cat person) and certainly effective.

And to update, the editing is progressing slowly but steadily. I'm glad to be doing it, however. The story is becoming tighter and more focused and that will only help once I return to query land.

Hold off on the hitting for a little longer, okay?

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Okay. Here's the deal. I started working on some new queries, and then received some feedback on my manuscript from a writer friend (who comments on this blog from time to time :o), which rang so true, I decided to go through the whole thing and edit it once again.

The good news about that is I don't have to do the queries...for a while, anyway!

The bad news is that I thought I'd finished editing. But I want my story to be as strong as it can be. It doesn't make sense to send out a manuscript if it's not ready.

So, it's going to be a little longer before I need that query kick in the butt.

I'll let you know when the time comes!

Hit me or something

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I need a big kick in the rear! I've got to get some more queries out, and I'm just not doing it.

I've had encouraging responses to my earlier submissions, and need to keep trying!

There's no reason not to, so what's keeping me from it?

• Fear.


• Insecurity.


• The fact that submitting seems to severely hamper my ability to do new writing.

Okay, I guess I do have a few reasons. But they're pretty lame reasons; they shouldn't stop me.

I've used this blog before to get my act in gear. Something about declaring my intentions publically seems to make a difference. So I'm going to see if it helps with the query process.

I will send out more queries. Oh yes. I will send out more queries.*




*Picture Wayne Campbell saying this as he rubs his hands together intently, and you'll know the tone I'm going for here.

Happy Groundhog Day!

Did he see his shadow where you live? Don't know here yet. It's still dark!

Unfortunately the official groundhog, Punxsutawney Phil, did see his shadow, which means 6 more weeks of winter. Wah!

Good writing weather, at least.

I just spent far too long trying to find a groundhog photo to add to this entry, but I give up! Instead here's a link to Phil's official page, which is Groundhog.org of course.

Embarrassing Admission

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I've been listening to Justin Timberlake lately while I write.

It helps somehow.

Yes, I know I am a 37-year-old woman with two kids.

But it helps, OKAY?!?!

I'm hoping I haven't lost any friends over this. Please don't lose all respect for me! (Wyo, I'm talking to you! ;o)

Oooh, "SexyBack" is coming up next on my play list! That's a good one!

It *is* possible!

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She posted weeks ago about this, but since I've been a slacker, lately, when it comes to reading blogs, I only read about it today.

Susan Adrian has an agent!

Isn't that terrific! I'm so excited for her. :o)

(And it's also inspired me to send out another round of submissions!)

Congratulations, Susan!

2008

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In lots of ways, 2007 was a great year. I finished my book, went on two amazing trips, and became an auntie again. There's nothing to complain about, and lots to celebrate and appreciate.

On the writing front, however, I'm in a low place. Part of the reason is that I'm still not sure what I should write. I feel called to write the sequel to my first book. That's the story I can see right now. But I'm scared to work on it because the acceptance of the first book is so uncertain. Writing a sequel doesn't make a lot of sense if the first book doesn't sell.

I wish something different would ask me to write it, but so far, except for the short story I wrote a couple months ago, nothing has grabbed me. There are lots of ideas whirling around my imagination, but none have taken hold. The story for the sequel is too compelling.

So I think I need to write the second book, even though it might not make the most practical sense right now. But I've never approached writing fiction from a calculated, practical place. Instead, I've tried to trust that the story won't let me down, and let it tell itself, through me. That was easier to do when it was just the story and me. Now it's me and the story and the agents. Big, fat, YIKES!

But as I'm constantly telling my kids, it's important to be grateful for what you have, instead of constantly pining for what you don't. I have a book to submit to agents--something I worked for for years. I know I can find stories, and connect to them, and set them down in a readable way. I have supportive friends and family. Aside from this current writing low, I have NOTHING to complain about. In my personal life, things are great.

And if I had a choice between creating something I didn't connect strongly with, even if it was snapped up right away; and writing a story that takes over my imagination and amazes and surprises me, even if it takes awhile to be appreciated by the pros, I'd choose the compelling story and the strong connection. No question at all.

Whew! I guess I do know what I should be writing.

Happy 2008, everyone! (Instead of "everyone" I should probably just say Cindy and wyo. :o) Hope you have a terrific year!

There is no right

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I have good girl disease. I'm a rule follower. I like to do things right.

Want an example? In the parking lot at my kids' school there is a lane that's marked in bright yellow spray paint "Buses Only". This lane takes you right up to the front of the school; it's certainly the most convenient. Plus it's free of speed bumps. Lots of other parents use the "Buses Only" lane, but I never do. Even in the middle of the school day when there's no chance a bus might appear. Even if I have to go up to the school on a Saturday.

That yellow spray paint says "Buses Only" and I drive a Ford Explorer, not a bus. Obviously the right thing to do is to stick to the slower, more inconvenient, speed bump infested option.

When I was pregnant each time, I did that right. I followed the rules. I never drank. Never took so much as a Tylenol. I slept on my left side. I never took a hot bath. I wouldn't stand near the microwave when it was running. All the things you were supposed to do, I did.

I like to do what I'm supposed to do.

But lately I've started to think that trying to be right all the time is causing me a lot of unnecessary mental anguish--especially when it comes to writing.

Sure there are mountains of writing rules one can try to follow. Check out all of those writing books and web sites and you'll find lots of rules that good writers are supposed to adhere to*. Here are a few, just off the top of my head:

• Minimize the use of adverbs.


• Use "said" instead of "interjected" or "exclaimed" or even better don't use any dialogue tags at all. If you're doing it "right" the reader should know who is speaking without you having to tell them.


• In fact don't tell anything: Show don't tell, right?

But what's frustrating when one is a rule follower is that those writing rules are broken all the time. Pick up virtually any book out there and you'll see examples of writing that doesn't follow the rules.

I've been pulling my hair out trying to write the right way, and there is no right way.

How did I realize this? I just finished Stephenie Meyer's Twilight, and I loved it. I gobbled it down in one day, I was so riveted. But Meyer doesn't always follow the writing rules. Actually, she breaks them regularly.

And what's worse in my mind, her story doesn't follow my own personal code for what's right. Her heroine is drawn to someone profoundly dangerous. In fact her heroine is just plain weak in lots of ways. She's rescued time and time again by a someone who's all wrong for her. Her life is literally in danger from being with this guy, but she doesn't care. She'd die for love.

Ugh! As a teen, I'd have bought that "love is worth anything" premise without hesitating. But now that I'm old and jaded and cynical I know that love is NOT worth anything. Still I tore through the book and can't wait to read the next in the series.

But it wasn't right. So why did I enjoy it so much?

Maybe because art can't be quantified by a list of rules. Maybe because when it comes to creativity there is no right.

I think I'm chasing my tail and torturing myself over something that doesn't exist. I've been convinced that if I try hard enough I should be able to write the right way. But there is no right. What works for one person is not going to work for someone else. I know I've said that before, but I hadn't connected it to my all-consuming need to be right all of the time.

There is no right. There is no right.

I'm going to keep saying that to myself, and I hope eventually, it will sink in!


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* In case you're wondering about whether or not it's right to end a sentence with "adhere to", most of the time it's fine to end sentences with prepositions. Check out this article if you don't believe me!

Evidence of my distraction

aka: The Aftermath






Writers are supposed to avoid clichés, but I'm too tired from Thanksgiving to muster up the energy to say anything other than...







A picture's worth a thousand words!











So here are three pictures to make up for the three thousand words I haven't written lately and to explain why I haven't had time to write them.










Guess I'd better wrap this up and head back to the kitchen...

(sigh)

Concise is nice, right?

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This will be another brief entry. (How can it be Friday again already?!)

Cindy mentioned in her comment to my last post that sometimes amazing things come from writing even when you're uninspired.

That happens to me regularly!

So I've had to force myself to work a couple of times this week (which has turned out to be even busier than I thought), but even so, the story has moved in a really interesting direction.

I love it when that happens!

The kids and I are going away for the weekend, then they are off school all next week, and I'm hosting a T-giving dinner for 10 people at my house on Thursday, so I'm not expecting to make a lot of progress in the near future. But I'm going to sit down every day regardless. Even if I don't make my 1000 word a day goal every day, any progress is better than none. And who knows what will crop up? If I make myself sit down and do it, I know progress will be made somehow!

It's Friday, so I have to blog about something!

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For some reason, all of my recent entries have been on Fridays. I'm not sure why that is, but now posting on Friday feels compulsory. So here I am even though I don't feel particularly inspired.

Please bear that in mind as you read the three scattered thoughts to follow.

1. The 1000-word-a-day plan is going well--although the next few weeks are rife with school holidays and minimum days so I will have more mom-responsibilities than usual and it might be difficult to stay on track.


2. The story is coming together. I still have a lot of unanswered questions, but I feel pretty confident (most of the time) that I'll find the answers eventually.


3. I think the nice thing about having a word count goal is that it keeps you working, even when you don't feel like writing--even when you're uninspired. Hey! That's kind of like having a must-blog-on-Fridays policy!

So there you have it! Uninspired and compulsory, but also done!

See you next Friday!

The Plan

My new approach is twofold:

1. Write 1000 words a day--even on days where I don't have a lot of time, like the weekends. I'll get up early to write as usual, and squeeze the rest of the words in during the day. I've managed to get 1000 new words written every day this week, except for Halloween, which was super busy, so I only managed 500.

2. On the days when I do have more time, after I've gotten my 1000 done, I'll revise what I've already written. Some writers can keep going forward on a first draft without revising, but I don't think I have it in me to write only SFD. Plus I enjoy revising (most of the time) and trying to get my wording just right.

At first, I worried that at an 1000-word a day pace, I wouldn't be able to keep up with the revising. But so far it hasn't been a problem. That might change later in the month. The kids have a lot of days off in November.

But regardless, I'm making much better progress than I was, so for now, I'd say this new approach is working well for me.

And since this has to be my most boring blog entry ever (and that's saying something!), I'm going to close with a quote and a link.

My daughter's class is reading Laura Ingals Wilder's Little House on the Prairie. One of the assignments contained this passage:

When Laura peeked out from behind the slab again, both Indians were looking straight at her. Her heart thumped into her throat and choked her with its pounding. Two black eyes glittered down into her eyes. The Indian did not move, not one muscle of his face moved. Only his eyes shone and sparkled at her.

Isn't that great? I love the language: simple and understandable but also unique and incredibly descriptive.

And here's the link, which has nothing to do with fiction, but I'm throwing it out here anyway:

1977 JC Penney Catalog

Prepare to be amused!

Cheetah Girl

I'm going to become a cheetah: strong, and fleet, and focused.

What is Renée babbling about now?

Last year I wrote a rather negative post about my struggles with finding enough time to write and trying to balance the pulls of motherhood against my desire to write my story. In response, the amazingly talented (and now bestselling author!) Vicki Pettersson recommended I check out Lynn Viehl's e-book, The Way of the Cheetah. I did and it was SO helpful.

Viehl recommends that one write like a Cheetah on the hunt--keep your eye on your prey and pursue it with a single-minded determination.

Lately I've been writing more like a sea anemone: sitting in one place, my appendages outstretched and waving, hoping little bits of food will find their way into my mouth.

My situation now is so different than where I was last year. Now I have more time--not the hours and hours a day I imagined I'd have once both of my kids were in school, but much more time than ever before. But instead of squeezing every bit of productivity I can out of my day, I've been slower, lazier, spoiled by the thought of all of those hours available to me, and more likely to put writing off since I can always write later.

But if you don't write now because you can write later, you won't get much done

So I'm going to be a cheetah and set a new, ambitious productivity goal--one that I couldn't have met last year, but can now because I do have more time. I'm not going to screw around anymore; I'm going to take advantage of the extra time and get busy.

I'm not brave enough yet to post the goal here--I've still got to get used to the idea. But expect to hear more about this soon!