Fess Up Friday: The Brrpocalypse is upon us

I got nothing done this week. Well, I got nothing writing-related done this week. Instead I had a visit from my mom, a morning of “rolling” blackouts*, and now – to top it all off – there’s this layer of white stuff on the ground that has the entire city fascinated and also completely shut down**.

*There was absolutely nothing rolling about them, at least at my house. The power was out from around 5 a.m. until 1 p.m. It came back on about every hour to every hour and a half for about 10 minutes at a time. And of course I didn’t have either my phone or computer charged the night before. Thank goodness for Kindle.

**Midwesterners and East coasters please feel free to have a good laugh. Less than an inch of snow and Austin has cancelled school, closed city and state offices, and everyone is being urged to stay inside. We southerners are no match for the Brrpocalypse.

I’ll admit, when I first saw the forecast for a high of twentysomething this week, I did a happy dance. Finally, I would have an excuse to stay in my pajamas and at my computer. No grocery store runs. No feeling guilty for Southerner's Enjoyment of Snowmissing the gym. Twenty four to forty-eight hours of uninterrupted revision time. Except that my uninterrupted writing time started with a blackout. And seriously, the six hours I spent with intermittent electricity, racing to the coffeemaker, getting cars out of the garage, turning up the heater in hopes it will get above 60 in the house, really killed the desire to work. It did not, however, kill the desire to drink wine and watch Legally Blonde.

Basically, I went from day one excitement level to day four in the span of about eight hours. I am not meant to live in cold weather places.

So despite there being a layer of this so-called snow on the ground, today I’m making it a point to get back into revision shape. And to get out of my pajamas. I hope to bring you better news next week.

‘Fess Up Friday: Two steps back

What happened: Twice now I have come on the blog to be all cavalier and like, yay, I’m feeling better. And then it comes back to bite me in the butt. So I’m not saying I’m better. I’m just saying things are not as bad as they have been, healthwise. Anyway.

I get in a pretty rotten emotional place when I get sick. I get tired. I feel bad. I get worried about my health and I end up not doing anything more than what needs to be done to keep my husband and I fed, clothed, and out of complete squalor. And even then, I sometimes fail. So that was last week.

What’s happening now: I’m revising and I’ve had a heck of a time with it. This weekend and earlier this week I tried several times to write the scene that seems to be missing at the end of chapter six. I’d write something and throw it out. Write something else, toss it. Nothing felt right. So then I did something crazy.

I threw out the draft and started retyping it from scratch. Well, not scratch, exactly but the last remaining hard copy I had. Now, I confess, this sounds like a gigantic waste of time, even to me. The Type As out there are probably rolling their eyes. You might be wondering, you couldn’t just edit the manuscript? Turn on track changes and go to town? No and no. I tried going that route and spun my wheels for three days. I tried it this way and typed/revised consistently for four. I like this way better. All the retyping actually helps keep me grounded in the novel so that when it’s time to completely revise or write a scene from scratch, I already feel like I’m there, you know? It’s like half the battle is already won.

At some points in the process, it’s simply data entry. At other points, it’s blood, sweat, and tears writing. But you know what? Even at the points where it’s just data entry, it’s still much better than sitting on my couch, agonizing over why I’m not creative enough to find the right ending for the end of chapter six. It feels like taking two steps back, but it’s not.

What I predict will happen: I’m still on target to have this revision finished by the end of the month. If I average about two chapters a day, I think I’ll be doing good.

What I am learning: Just as every writer’s process is different, so is every writing project. I never would have imagined doing this before, but this project calls for it and so I heed.

Happy writing, everyone!

End of the Year Reading Recap

At the end of the year it seems only natural to recap and recommend books I’ve read over the year. Looking over my goodreads list, two things struck me about it. First: wow, I read a lot of books. Second: I liked a lot of books too. I think I doled out more five stars this year than any before. There are a lot of great books out there.

Since I am rubbish at book reviews you won’t really find any here. What you will find is a list of a few of my favorites and me gushing about why I liked them. Some of these books I connect with on a very personal level. They may be brilliantly written, complexly plotted, and have a million other qualities going for them, but in the end I just liked it.

So here we go…

YOUNG ADULT FICTION

Harmonic Feedback by Tara Kelly — I just finished this book, so it’s still fresh in my mind. This is definitely one of my favorite books of 2010. The writing is simply gorgeous. The characters are so very real and different. I was completely engrossed in the story within a matter of paragraphs. But I think part of what continues to draw me to this book is that I get Drea. Drea, the main character, has a number of issues that may or may not be Asperger Syndrome, anxiety, or ADHD. She’s never fit in and she doesn’t get the unspoken social rules everyone seems to abide by. Kelly conveys that so marvelously that Drea doesn’t come across as someone with issues, but as someone who exists inside all of us.

The Secret Life of Prince Charming by Deb Caletti — Deb Caletti is an author I probably should have discovered years ago instead of just this year, but I’m so glad that I did. This was my first and, like many things, you never forget your first. It started me off down a path of reading The Six Rules of Maybe, Honey Baby Sweetheart, and The Nature of Jade, all of which I loved, but none quite as much as Secret Life.

Honorable mentions:
The Sky is Everywhere by Jandy Nelson
The Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins
Struts and Frets by Jon Skovron

FICTION

The Help by Kathryn Stockett — I lost three days to this book when it was assigned as a book group book. I started it one night and simply could not put it down until I’d finished it. Three voices tell the story of life in 1960s Mississippi. I have to admit to not being a huge fan of multi-voice books, but this one completely won me over because each one was so different and offered such a unique perspective on the story. If you have a mother or aunt that you are still in need of a gift store, check out The Help. I hear the audio books are amazing as well.

Room by Emma Donoghue — Warning: this book might not be for the faint of heart. I discovered it after its Booker nomination and was intrigued by the premise. The book is told from the point of view of five-year-old Jack, who has spent his entire life confined with his mother to one room. Jack’s voice is eerily realistic and through it, Donoghue manages to convey not only a terrifying tale, but emotional truths about growing up and loosing one’s childhood innocence.

Honorable Mentions:
The Scott Pilgrim series by Bryan Lee O’Malley
We Agreed To Meet Just Here by Scott Blackwood

NONFICTION

The Writer’s Tale: The Final Chapter by Russell T. Davies and Benjamin Cook — As a fan of the new series of Doctor Who, I may be a bit biased about how awesome this book is, but prejudice aside, the book is a fascinating look at the writing process behind a major television show. There’s a lot here for fiction writers as well. The book is the collected email correspondence between Cook and Davies and essentially begins with Cook asking Davies how he gets his ideas. In the 700 pages that follow, the question is answered and then some. Davies speaks frankly about his writing process and you watch as drafts of stories get revised, thrown out, rewritten, and finally produced.

Half the Sky by Nicholas D. Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn — This is, perhaps, the most important book I read in 2010. It started out as a book group pick (and one I wasn’t particularly excited about) and it turned into a book I wanted to get for everyone on my shopping list this Christmas. It’s a tough read as it contains many awful stories the oppression of girls and women in the developing world. Where Half the Sky differs from other nonfiction issue books is that it not only offers hope, it offers a solution. While similar books present solutions in the form of “the government should…” or “if world leaders would…”, Half the Sky puts solutions in your hands. It list grassroots organizations and micro finance opportunities that are directly working with the women in developing countries. I have never felt so empowered after reading a book like this.

Honorable Mentions:
On the Outskirts of Normal: Forging a Family against the Grain by Debra Monroe
Tender at the Bone: Growing Up at the Table by Ruth Rendell

NaNoWriMo: The Day After

Congratulations! It’s December 1st. If you participated in National Novel Writing Month, you will finally find yourself with a little free time on your hands. So what do you do next? Here are my suggestions:

Celebrate! You just spent a month writing a novel and that merits some form of celebration. Treat yourself to a brownie at your local coffee shop or make yourself a nice dinner. Or celebrate by not making yourself a nice dinner and celebrating with a “night off” of all responsibilities. Just make sure to mark your accomplishment in some way.

Hug your family and friends. Because they let you disappear for a month and (hopefully!) didn’t give you too much grief about it. Because they cooked their own meals (or dialed the pizza delivery number themselves) or didn’t complain to heavily about the laundry that piled up or rugs that went unvacuumed.

Run all the errands that you put off in November. Yes, real life has to resume. This is the decidedly unfun part of the post-NaNo process. So just do it. Take a day to go to the bank or return that long overdue library book. You might find it’s actually nice to get out of the house again.

Put your manuscript away. I’d say put the novel in a drawer, but unless you’re keen on printing out 200 pages, you might just want to do as I do and create a special folder on your computer, label it “DRAWER,” and drop your draft file(s) in there for a while. Or maybe you just close the file and don’t open it. Whatever you choose, you need time away from your draft for a bit. As tempting as it may be to rush into the editing process, don’t. Ignore your manuscript for a month, or a week if you absolutely cannot control yourself. When you return to it, you’ll have a more objective perspective on it.

Read a book. Just in case you let the reading slip in favor of the writing, now is an excellent time to pick up a book again and remind yourself that reading is fuel for writing. So fuel up for your next round.

Start something new. If you don’t take any of my other suggestions, please take this one. Sit down on December 1st and write. You don’t have to write another novel in a month, in fact, definitely don’t write another novel in a month. You don’t want to burn yourself out. But write something — maybe a two-page brain dump in the morning or list all the story ideas you were forced to ignore during NaNoWriMo. Over the month of November, you made writing a priority in your life. You don’t have to wait until next November to do it again; you can do it every single day. And I hope you will.

Happy Writing!

‘Fess Up Friday: Week Four

Well, it’s over for me. I finished National Novel Writing Month this morning with 50,362 words. Whew. And YAY!

Week four was quite the rollercoaster. As I mentioned, I started the week ahead by two days’ worth of word count. I did a little bit of writing on both Tuesday and Wednesday, but because of the holiday and company arriving, I didn’t get in more than 300 words at either session. Which meant I needed to write about 1,000 words on Thursday, or Thanksgiving Day to us in the States.

Do I even need to tell you how much that didn’t happen? I’m not sure any power under the sun could have actually gotten me out of the craziness that was hosting 12 people for Thanksgiving dinner and made me sit at the computer and write. My day in the kitchen started at seven in the morning and wrapped up around five. In between the cooking, there was visiting and eating and watching the most adorable 20 month old dance around our living room. In short, it was an excellent holiday and so I didn’t feel too bad about falling behind on my word count.

But fall behind I did and I spent Friday and Saturday playing catch up with word count. By Friday night I was just ready to be done with the draft and so I buckled down on Saturday morning and again in the evening, determined to finish by the end of the weekend. In all my writing time this month, I think that’s when my internal editor turned off completely. And I mean completely. Not only would I type a sentence that would ordinarily make me cringe and completely ignore it, I pretty much stopped using the delete key all together, which led to some very questionable spelling and punctuation. Ah well, I’m not sure my last scene will survive the revision process, so I’m okay with leaving it as the mess it is.

It’s too soon for me to really reflect on this NaNoWriMo as a whole, so instead I’m going to do a celebratory chair danceĀ  (whoop whoop! raise the roof!) and wish all my fellow NaNoWriMo participants the best of luck in the next three days. I hope you meet the goals you set out to accomplish and I hope you learned something about your writing process along the way.

Cheers!

Thanksgiving Memeage: The “BBC” Book List

It’s been forever since I’ve done a meme and it’s a holiday and I’m currently in a post-food stupor, so now seems like a good time to answer the “BBC Book Meme” that’s been going on around Facebook and the Crusader challenge. Now, a better name for it would be the one a dear Facebook friend suggested: “An Extremely Subjective List Of Books Someone Else Thinks I Should Have Read.” More on that in a minute, but first the list:

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NaNoWriMo Hurdle #1: Writing on Vacation

One of the reasons I seriously considered not doing NaNoWriMo this year was because smack dab in the middle of November, the husband and I were heading off to fabulous Las Vegas for a weekend. Now, I’m sure some people could view the vacation as a glorious writing holiday, but I am not those people. To me, travel is great, but exhausting. I spend most of my energy trying to get from one place to another on time and without leaving my shoes in the security bin. I spent most of this month desperately trying to pull ahead enough to cover the three days we’d be gone.

When we left on Friday, I was about a half day ahead of the word count.

And this is where NaNoWriMo surprises me once again. On the plane flight out, I added 2,500 words to the manuscript. The next morning, I went straight to work and made the daily quota. I put in another 1,700 words on the plane ride home. I came home from the vacation almost two days ahead of the word count. Crazy.

Here’s what I learned about writing on vacation:

Get ahead, even if it’s only just a little bit. Before you leave, try to get ahead or at least stay on target. If you slip behind, it’s easier to justify not writing while traveling and you don’t want that to happen.

Write during the non-vacation time. There are certain parts of vacation that, to me, do not count as official vacation. These include long car rides, airplane time, waiting on your spouse to wake up and get ready to go out for the day, etc. Use these times to write. If you’re traveling by air it is totally worth it to bring your laptop or notebook and use the travel time to do some writing.

Adjust your priorities. You may find it’s worth taking the focus off word count for the duration of your vacation. Make time just to write. Maybe you’ll get in a 100 words, maybe a 1,000. Be flexible.

Rest. Seriously, don’t spend all your time worrying about your word count or your story. Make your vacation enjoyable.

Of course, now hurdle number two comes: Thanksgiving. We have company arriving this afternoon, a mattress frame to assemble, a kitchen to clean, vegetables to chop, a seating arrangement to figure out. In short, crazy times. And I already burned through most of my lead yesterday when I had to run errands and do all the shopping I didn’t do over the weekend. So while I have a decent strategy for writing on vacation, I have no idea how to find time to write in the midst of family and in-laws and holiday craziness. Any tips?

Fess Up Friday: Week Three

I was torn about which cliche to use to open today’s ‘fess up: “there’s a light at the end of the tunnel” or “it’s always darkest before the dawn.” Either could apply.

Word count as of this morning: 32,717.

So this was week three of NaNoWriMo. In week two, I was drinking from a giant bowl of suck.Ā  In week three, I’m so busy just trying to keep my head above water that I don’t even care that I’m drinking from a giant bowl of suck. I just want to reach the bottom of the bowl. My mantra this week has been (and pardon the language) “Fuck it, I’ll deal with it in revision.” It’s a good mantra. I highly recommend it. It will serve me well going into week four.

Chris Baty refers to week four as the zero hour, the sink or swim, the do or die. And what a week. Thanksgiving happens smack dab in the middle of. Not to mention all the preparation for Thanksgiving and for having company and for getting a bed delivered…

But this is good. Because if there’s one thing all of us aspiring-to-be-published writers should take away from National Novel Writing Month is the discipline to keep writing. Even when things get busy. Even when it seems like the only way you’ll add any words to your manuscript will be to type them with one hand on your smart phone while waiting in the grocery check out line. The 50,000 word count is great. The first draft is nice to have (especially for freaks like me that prefer revision to drafting). But I think the real winners of NaNoWriMo are the ones that get up on December 1 and do it all over again.

Happy writing!

Fess Up Friday: Week Two

As of this blog post I have 20,508 words toward my NaNoWriMo draft.

Not shabby, but as I told a friend over wine and pizza last night, it’s sort of lost it’s thrill. The first year, every round number was a milestone – 5,000 (longer than the short stories I used to write), 10,000… by 20,000 I was practically doing handstands. This year it’s a little harder to get excited about. For one thing, I need to be more ahead than I am. I’m roughly 500 words ahead of schedule. If feel like I need at least three days worth of words if I’m going to get through holiday travel. Blargh.

For another thing, I’m officially past the shiny new beginning and into the doldrums of the middle. I’ve lost my sight for what’s going to happen next. I’ve lost my enthusiasm.Ā  In short, and to borrow from John Green’s pep talk, I’m drinking from a giant bowl of suck.

I so need Jillian Michaels right now.

Anyway, not much else to report. Even my reading and viewing habits have fallen by the wayside. I haven’t read anything this week, but I did re-watch the first season of Slings & Arrows, which if you haven’t seen, you should. So funny. So like theater life. Also, makes me fall so much in love with Hamlet. Seriously. Consider it writerly research and check it out.

Happy Writing.

False Message of Lethargy

A couple of years ago, my husband got hooked on The Biggest Loser.Ā  I never got into the show itself (and my husband has gotten out of it since),Ā  but I loved Bob Harper and Jillian Michaels. They were awesome. I wanted Jillian to yell in my face on the treadmill and for Bob to put his arm around my shoulder and tell me to love myself more.

Never happened, of course. But for a while there, I did get yelled at by Jillian every morning when my husband and I dutifully did her workout video, The 30-Day Shred. We were devoted to the workout for about a month and it came to pass that we could do the workout with the sound off and I could recite every line from it.

I’m sad to say that in the years since we quit, I’ve pretty much forgotten the lines, but occasionally my husband will pop in the DVD and start his jumping jacks and I’ll remember the one phrase that really stuck with me: “a false message of lethargy.”

As you may have already noticed, I collect these little gems of soundbites and begin using them wherever I can and so for the months following our morning workout, I was quick to declare the following things a false message of lethargy: taking the stairs, parking further away from the mall entrance, going back for the second ice cream cone at the deli. They got sillier and sillier until I declared that driving to work was a false message of lethargy, when clearly my husband could walk the 15 miles. (Hey, we amuse ourselves, that’s all that matters.)

But Jillian’s message about a false sense of lethargy is actually a pretty serious one. Check this out:

“People are so placated by groups that say, ‘Start by taking the stairs,” says Michaels. “What? That makes people think, ‘I’m so fragile, I can barely take the staircase.'” In fact, she says, the human body can withstand a lot—and increasing the intensity of your workout is one of the fastest ways to burn calories and lose weight. “The more we hear this false message of lethargy, the more we believe it,” she says. “As humans, we have evolved to the point where the sky is not the limit. Your capabilities are, in fact, limitless.” (source)

We writers are very much aware of these false messages of lethargy. We know them as “excuses” and we hear them and use them daily. Well, I do anyway. Some examples from my own writing life:

For years, when people asked me if I was writing or had written a novel, I’d tell them I was a short story writer; I didn’t have the attention span required to write a novel. How would I know? I’d never even tried at that point. But it sounded true. And it also meant that no one would be expecting me to write a novel, ergo, I didn’t have to try. False message of lethargy.

When it comes to writing, I like to get my head clear with morning pages. If I don’t get a good 750 words in, something feels off all day and more than a few times I’ve used this as an excuse not to write or revise for the day. I convince myself I’m not in the right headspace to write. False message of lethargy.

I hear these messages from other writers and would-be writers. “I’ll write the novel when the kids are grown and out of the house.” “I’ve never written anything, so maybe I should start with short stories.” “I’ll never get published anyway…” “I’m so tired from the day, my writing will be crap anyway. I’ll just watch The Biggest Loser.” False messages of lethargy, all of them.

Now, I am the last person that should be pep talking other writers about giving up their excuses. I am far too comfortable with my excuses myself. But maybe that’s exactly why I can talk about it. I need the reminder just as much as everyone else. Sometimes I think I don’t need Jillian yelling in my face while I’m on the treadmill, I need her yelling in my face at my writing desk.

“Is that all you’re going to do today? 1700 piddly words? Half of them suck, are you just going to leave them like that? Is that sentence the best it can be?”

Something tells me I wouldn’t make it five minutes with Jillian.

I really wish that writers had personal trainers, though, toĀ  kick our butts into staying in the chair. Into revising that sentence one. more. time. To remind us that our capabilities are limitless. Someone to call us out when we fall into believing those false messages of lethargy.

 

What excuses to you tell yourself? What would your personal writing trainer be yelling at you about?