It's a little blog about little opportunities to write just a little bit.
The world of Flash Fiction is exploding and giving way to shorter mediums. Some may pooh-pooh the abbreviated works, but I think it's a wonderful way to exercise your writing chops. Below find brief descriptions and links to some unique opportunities to publish it...just a little bit. (Corny reference to a 90's dance song, I know. :-)
hitRECord
Join Joseph Gordon-Levitt and a host of other cronies to draw a little picture, write a few words, and post/record your creation. Also check out The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, where they collected the best of the best and published them.
Six-Word Memoirs
You must be living under a rock if you haven't heard about Hemingway's baby shoes tale or the magazine that turned stringing together six brilliant words into a genre. Smith Magazine provides prompts and encourages a community to participate in developing six-word narratives and memoirs.
Three-Minute Fiction
In three minutes or less, what can you do? NPR hosts a contest that recognizes a fair amount of folks. Follow the prompt and your small story (read under three minutes) may end up on the radio or the website. Their FB page also offers an interesting community of authors who give kudos and critiques.
Hoot
This monthly literary magazine finds its home on a postcard, containing only 150 words or less. The competition is steep, but the medium is pretty innovative.
Safety Pin Review
Speaking of innovative mediums, how about someone wearing your story on a patch on their back? I love this idea and tried it with my creative writing class. Stories should be compelling and distracting. Why not send them out into the world to grab unsuspecting victims, maybe even those who don't like to read!?
One Sentence
"True stories, told in one sentence." Pick the most interesting moment in your life and describe is so the reader believes it's that important, too!
There are a slew of other little opportunities out there. Feel free to add your own finds as a comment. Most importantly, write write write!
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Friday, July 12, 2013
For the Love of the Sport
Except I am miserable at sports. (Those of you who shared in the torture of high school gym with me can probably attest to this fact.) So perhaps for the love of the game might have been a more appropriate title for this blog entry. And for me the game has always been and will always be writing.
And after years of one foot in and one foot out, I'm making changes to put more energy into my writing career because without its presence in my life, everything else falls a little flat. Of course this renewed dedication comes at a cost. Laundry will take longer to get done or may walk itself into the washer on its own. (Matthew's tennis socks, I'm speaking directly to you!) And of course don't forget Mother's Guilt. Yes my children will only be young once (read Leah Ferguson's sublime blog post about letting children go here), but then again I only get to be young once, too! Or the fear of failure, a tremendous black shadow that literally climbs into my lungs and chokes me until I shut down the laptop, because I don't just want to write anything. I want to write good things. Meaningful things. I recognize the buzz I feel in the pit of my stomach when I read an incredible line. I tell folks about it. I copy it in the corner of a planner or journal to savor because my life changes with the words. There is an infinitesimal but important shift in my brain. All because an author wrote something good.
And to move forward in this dream that started when I wrote "The Cat and the Quilt" in first grade, I need a game plan.
Step One: Apply to several strong MFA programs. (One has already written back, so no matter what I'm going somewhere. :-)
Step Two: Write more deeply. I want to be a better writer. I want to learn the craft as well as I humanly can, and to do this, I have to push myself out of the genres I tend to live in. Explore new territories. Read more variety. Stretch myself.
Step Three: Advertise. Not self-advertise so much, but if I announce my intentions to the big wide world, they have to happen, right?
Step Four: Take advantage of mentors. I know so many phenomenal writers and professionals who often offer help, but there's always a reason I say no. I'm busy. I'm scared my work won't measure up. I'm intimidated. Nope, no more.
Step Five: Remember the endgame. I write to write to write. I do not write because I think I'll be the next JK Rowling or plan to see my face on a poster at B and N. (I'm not saying those things wouldn't be cool. :-) But the writing should always be the focus. Often at writing conferences folks are hung up on social media, marketing, and self-publishing without a solid piece of writing or desire to learn the craft.
Step Six: ENJOY. I get to live a writer's life, along with my other insanely fun careers (teacher, wife, and mother). Being a writer makes all my other jobs that much richer, and I'm thrilled that I discovered it in my life so long ago.
And after years of one foot in and one foot out, I'm making changes to put more energy into my writing career because without its presence in my life, everything else falls a little flat. Of course this renewed dedication comes at a cost. Laundry will take longer to get done or may walk itself into the washer on its own. (Matthew's tennis socks, I'm speaking directly to you!) And of course don't forget Mother's Guilt. Yes my children will only be young once (read Leah Ferguson's sublime blog post about letting children go here), but then again I only get to be young once, too! Or the fear of failure, a tremendous black shadow that literally climbs into my lungs and chokes me until I shut down the laptop, because I don't just want to write anything. I want to write good things. Meaningful things. I recognize the buzz I feel in the pit of my stomach when I read an incredible line. I tell folks about it. I copy it in the corner of a planner or journal to savor because my life changes with the words. There is an infinitesimal but important shift in my brain. All because an author wrote something good.
And to move forward in this dream that started when I wrote "The Cat and the Quilt" in first grade, I need a game plan.
Step One: Apply to several strong MFA programs. (One has already written back, so no matter what I'm going somewhere. :-)
Step Two: Write more deeply. I want to be a better writer. I want to learn the craft as well as I humanly can, and to do this, I have to push myself out of the genres I tend to live in. Explore new territories. Read more variety. Stretch myself.
Step Three: Advertise. Not self-advertise so much, but if I announce my intentions to the big wide world, they have to happen, right?
Step Four: Take advantage of mentors. I know so many phenomenal writers and professionals who often offer help, but there's always a reason I say no. I'm busy. I'm scared my work won't measure up. I'm intimidated. Nope, no more.
Step Five: Remember the endgame. I write to write to write. I do not write because I think I'll be the next JK Rowling or plan to see my face on a poster at B and N. (I'm not saying those things wouldn't be cool. :-) But the writing should always be the focus. Often at writing conferences folks are hung up on social media, marketing, and self-publishing without a solid piece of writing or desire to learn the craft.
Step Six: ENJOY. I get to live a writer's life, along with my other insanely fun careers (teacher, wife, and mother). Being a writer makes all my other jobs that much richer, and I'm thrilled that I discovered it in my life so long ago.
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Writing Hurts...Literally
Summer is a time for relaxation, rejuvenation, and intense physical therapy!? After a visit to the masseuse who referred me to the chiropractor who referred me to the back specialist, I'll be visiting a PT guru two to three times a week for a few months to beat two vertebrae back into line with the rest of my spine. It's nothing dire, and summer offers me time to heal, but I have to admit I panicked when the thought of contorting like a pretzel rather than leisurely reading and writing all summer presented itself. (Trust me, I'm getting to writing. This isn't just a ranting session.)
My big question throughout the labyrinth of doctor visits and consultations was why. Why had my spine decided to run zigzag? Why were my shoulders permanently rolled forward? Why did it hurt to hold onto a door frame and lean forward to stretch muscles that had decidedly clenched shut?
Simple. I'm a writer.
I hunch. I lean. I lurch. My body is often curled fetal position style over my lovely laptop. And when I'm editing, it's even worse. I'll take a printed manuscript and lie on one side, crushing that shoulder, too involved in making red marks to consider comfort. And this doesn't even address the reading, because inevitably writers are readers. We crane our necks over the next best seller, often so lost in a new world that we don't necessarily stay in touch with our own bodies. And this is all done in a sitting, sedentary position.
Each of the specialists peppered me with suggestions to improve my day to day physicality. And at first I distinctly rolled my eyes. Several times. The advice ranged from a standing desk to reading nearly upside-down with arms extended backwards. (Exactly who holds the book, then?) And the lists grew. At one point I started to tear up a little, because writing is supposed to be my absolute Zen space when I stop worrying about the rest of the world and focus solely on the story. When did my achy body elbow into the equation?
And then I remembered something an incredibly wise friend mentioned. He had been struggling with a phenomenal writing project but faced a multitude of rejections. The author loved his antagonist and could not deal with changing him based on the same suggestion by critique partners and agents alike. Until one day he snapped and came to the following conclusion.
"I was being an ass, when all I had to do was take a very deep breath, and fix the problem."
Long story short, I'm following the specialists' lists. Across the board. I am listening to my body as I write, and (gulp - swallowing the pride here), the writing is better. So are my back and my neck, obviously. If I don't feel well, inside and out, top to bottom, the writing is congested and not my best. Duh!
And I've taken a miserably long time to share a few useful tricks and tips to help keep the body as cozy as the mind while you're writing. Pick and choose what makes sense, as long as you keep writing.
*A standing desk! (See my homemade ridiculous version below, since I can't actually build anything, but it works like a charm.) When you write standing up there is a sense of urgency and purpose, and your tailbone is oh so happy to be up and wiggly.
*Yoga every thirty minutes. NO MATTER WHAT. Pick a simple, three-step routine but be consistent and focus on the areas of your body that tighten up during the writing process.
*Food every two hours. Good foods, that is. Your blood sugar stays regular, and it fights inflammation.
*SLOWLY sip water every ten minutes. It's not just hydrating, but it also forces the body and mind to shift for a second. I've been infusing my own water, and it is so tasty.
*Put fresh flowers on your desk. This isn't for physicality so much as a pleasant little jolt to the senses. Good smells and good oxygen nearby.
*Meditate before and after writing. Just for a minute or two to start you in the right direction and remember at the end where you've been. This is also a nice time to notice if any part of your body feels out of whack.
*Write when your body is fresh. All of you fellow mommies probably put work first (and even if you're a SAHM, you're still working!), then take care of the kids, and then finally write when your body has maybe two ounces of strength left. One of the my critique buddies from SCBWI writes every morning from 5 to 7 no matter what, and she has three kids and a part-time job. (And she's writing a ten billion word fantasy novel. If she can do it, we can do it.)
Take care of yourself as a writer. Writing should feel good, body and soul. If it doesn't, go back to the drawing board. We may not all have the time or resources to go adventure with Natalie Goldberg on one of her writing retreats, but we can create a comfortable and inspiring spot for writing in our everyday lives.
My big question throughout the labyrinth of doctor visits and consultations was why. Why had my spine decided to run zigzag? Why were my shoulders permanently rolled forward? Why did it hurt to hold onto a door frame and lean forward to stretch muscles that had decidedly clenched shut?
Simple. I'm a writer.
I hunch. I lean. I lurch. My body is often curled fetal position style over my lovely laptop. And when I'm editing, it's even worse. I'll take a printed manuscript and lie on one side, crushing that shoulder, too involved in making red marks to consider comfort. And this doesn't even address the reading, because inevitably writers are readers. We crane our necks over the next best seller, often so lost in a new world that we don't necessarily stay in touch with our own bodies. And this is all done in a sitting, sedentary position.
Each of the specialists peppered me with suggestions to improve my day to day physicality. And at first I distinctly rolled my eyes. Several times. The advice ranged from a standing desk to reading nearly upside-down with arms extended backwards. (Exactly who holds the book, then?) And the lists grew. At one point I started to tear up a little, because writing is supposed to be my absolute Zen space when I stop worrying about the rest of the world and focus solely on the story. When did my achy body elbow into the equation?
And then I remembered something an incredibly wise friend mentioned. He had been struggling with a phenomenal writing project but faced a multitude of rejections. The author loved his antagonist and could not deal with changing him based on the same suggestion by critique partners and agents alike. Until one day he snapped and came to the following conclusion.
"I was being an ass, when all I had to do was take a very deep breath, and fix the problem."
Long story short, I'm following the specialists' lists. Across the board. I am listening to my body as I write, and (gulp - swallowing the pride here), the writing is better. So are my back and my neck, obviously. If I don't feel well, inside and out, top to bottom, the writing is congested and not my best. Duh!
And I've taken a miserably long time to share a few useful tricks and tips to help keep the body as cozy as the mind while you're writing. Pick and choose what makes sense, as long as you keep writing.
*A standing desk! (See my homemade ridiculous version below, since I can't actually build anything, but it works like a charm.) When you write standing up there is a sense of urgency and purpose, and your tailbone is oh so happy to be up and wiggly.
*Yoga every thirty minutes. NO MATTER WHAT. Pick a simple, three-step routine but be consistent and focus on the areas of your body that tighten up during the writing process.
*Food every two hours. Good foods, that is. Your blood sugar stays regular, and it fights inflammation.
*SLOWLY sip water every ten minutes. It's not just hydrating, but it also forces the body and mind to shift for a second. I've been infusing my own water, and it is so tasty.
*Put fresh flowers on your desk. This isn't for physicality so much as a pleasant little jolt to the senses. Good smells and good oxygen nearby.
*Meditate before and after writing. Just for a minute or two to start you in the right direction and remember at the end where you've been. This is also a nice time to notice if any part of your body feels out of whack.
*Write when your body is fresh. All of you fellow mommies probably put work first (and even if you're a SAHM, you're still working!), then take care of the kids, and then finally write when your body has maybe two ounces of strength left. One of the my critique buddies from SCBWI writes every morning from 5 to 7 no matter what, and she has three kids and a part-time job. (And she's writing a ten billion word fantasy novel. If she can do it, we can do it.)
Take care of yourself as a writer. Writing should feel good, body and soul. If it doesn't, go back to the drawing board. We may not all have the time or resources to go adventure with Natalie Goldberg on one of her writing retreats, but we can create a comfortable and inspiring spot for writing in our everyday lives.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Neil Gaiman Makes Insomnia Fun!
After a rough diagnosis from the chiropractor (nothing fatal, just a fair amount of PT ahead to get myself back to feeling right), I couldn't sleep. At all. My daughter has a cold and every cough jarred me. The cool kids with REALLY loud cars kept whizzing down my street. Even the AC switching on and off kept my brain churning, and not in the productive 'I can write' way. Thankfully Amazon (aka my Santa) brought me The Ocean at the End of the Lane to make all the nighttime hours very worthwhile.
At first I planned to stay in bed and read until I drifted off except NOBODY drifts off when you're reading Gaiman. Instead I moved from bed to desk to living room sofa back to desk with pen in hand. I wanted to jot down a few inspiring quotations from the book, and then I had a not-so-startling revelation about his work. While there are certainly notable lines, the man's story construct is masterful. And I ended up giving myself a few reminders (that are most likely found in every writing book out there,) but when you see the rules in action, they set better in the brain. Obviously I recommend reading his new book, but that's probably pretty evident at this point. :-)
At any rate, my simple notes from last night:
1) Find the moment that everything in your story hinges on and start exactly there.
2) Don't embellish. The fancy adjectives are nice, but an original metaphor is worth its weight in pretty words and will blow the reader away. Every time.
3) Make everything count. Literally every detail ought to be purposeful. Whether they find meaning in page one or one hundred, figure out their meaning. (And I don't believe for one second that this just happens effortlessly or that you should sit and slave over every single page in the first draft stage. Examine this after.)
4) Tap into universal feelings. Your characters will be irresistible.
I could go on, for pages, but these four facets of a powerful story showed up time and again throughout the narrative/myth/roller coaster ride. Gaiman gets people. He knows what terrifies us, what satisfies us, and he plays with those two things like a skilled puppeteer, fiddling with our strings until we're absolutely in love and can't put his books down.
I always have a 'Gaiman hangover' when I'm finished with his latest. I'm jealous because I want to write that well, I'm exhausted because I've managed to block out the rest of the universe while reading, and I'm delighted that I get to read it again for an inevitably better ride the second time.
At first I planned to stay in bed and read until I drifted off except NOBODY drifts off when you're reading Gaiman. Instead I moved from bed to desk to living room sofa back to desk with pen in hand. I wanted to jot down a few inspiring quotations from the book, and then I had a not-so-startling revelation about his work. While there are certainly notable lines, the man's story construct is masterful. And I ended up giving myself a few reminders (that are most likely found in every writing book out there,) but when you see the rules in action, they set better in the brain. Obviously I recommend reading his new book, but that's probably pretty evident at this point. :-)
At any rate, my simple notes from last night:
1) Find the moment that everything in your story hinges on and start exactly there.
2) Don't embellish. The fancy adjectives are nice, but an original metaphor is worth its weight in pretty words and will blow the reader away. Every time.
3) Make everything count. Literally every detail ought to be purposeful. Whether they find meaning in page one or one hundred, figure out their meaning. (And I don't believe for one second that this just happens effortlessly or that you should sit and slave over every single page in the first draft stage. Examine this after.)
4) Tap into universal feelings. Your characters will be irresistible.
I could go on, for pages, but these four facets of a powerful story showed up time and again throughout the narrative/myth/roller coaster ride. Gaiman gets people. He knows what terrifies us, what satisfies us, and he plays with those two things like a skilled puppeteer, fiddling with our strings until we're absolutely in love and can't put his books down.
I always have a 'Gaiman hangover' when I'm finished with his latest. I'm jealous because I want to write that well, I'm exhausted because I've managed to block out the rest of the universe while reading, and I'm delighted that I get to read it again for an inevitably better ride the second time.
Friday, June 14, 2013
Reach Out, Reach Out and Touch Someone
No, I am not advocating inappropriate touching. But on the heels of a fabulous SCBWI writing conference, I'm reminded that writing in a vacuum - something I tend to do more often than not - is a dangerous and unproductive thing. Sure, authors need a certain amount of solitude to execute the ten thousand ideas bouncing around in our heads, but without serious critiques, the stories just can't fly or at least we certainly can't become the best writers we can be.
I have a number of stellar author pals in my area, even a couple who are interested in swapping works, but the realities of daily house maintenance, a teaching job, a husband who travels, and two adorable little time leaches, makes connecting with others tricky. Not to mention I certainly don't feel right handing off my own work when I have little time to offer back thoughtful critiques.
Enter the lovely Princeton SCBWI conference that forced me to sit down and give careful consideration to a few other delightful YA pieces while handing off my own baby for review. And voila! A serious issue I've been fighting in the first two chapters was solved. Ok maybe not solved, but the lovely ladies in the group immediately identified a major problem that has helped me refocus and add much needed work. The piece feels stronger already and will be in the hands of two agents by the end of June. (And since I just typed the deadline into this blog, I am now held accountable to it. Yikes!)
It takes a little push and pull to find the right folks, but with the internet and professional organizations who will speed date you through finding critique partners (and chocolate covered espresso beans to keep you up late enough to read all the goodness flying your way), there's really no excuse. Step out of the vacuum and connect!
My personal plan is to hound my SCBWI critique group pals from time to time for more reading assistance while I work here in pretty old Central PA to build a network that suits me. In that spirit, I included a few helpful links below in the hopes of inspiring you to do the same. I've also just signed up for the Teachers Write! Virtual Summer Camp. Happy writing. :-)
4 Ways to Make the Most of a Critique Group
Critique Groups: What's Right For You?
How to Critique Writing
I have a number of stellar author pals in my area, even a couple who are interested in swapping works, but the realities of daily house maintenance, a teaching job, a husband who travels, and two adorable little time leaches, makes connecting with others tricky. Not to mention I certainly don't feel right handing off my own work when I have little time to offer back thoughtful critiques.
Enter the lovely Princeton SCBWI conference that forced me to sit down and give careful consideration to a few other delightful YA pieces while handing off my own baby for review. And voila! A serious issue I've been fighting in the first two chapters was solved. Ok maybe not solved, but the lovely ladies in the group immediately identified a major problem that has helped me refocus and add much needed work. The piece feels stronger already and will be in the hands of two agents by the end of June. (And since I just typed the deadline into this blog, I am now held accountable to it. Yikes!)
It takes a little push and pull to find the right folks, but with the internet and professional organizations who will speed date you through finding critique partners (and chocolate covered espresso beans to keep you up late enough to read all the goodness flying your way), there's really no excuse. Step out of the vacuum and connect!
My personal plan is to hound my SCBWI critique group pals from time to time for more reading assistance while I work here in pretty old Central PA to build a network that suits me. In that spirit, I included a few helpful links below in the hopes of inspiring you to do the same. I've also just signed up for the Teachers Write! Virtual Summer Camp. Happy writing. :-)
4 Ways to Make the Most of a Critique Group
Critique Groups: What's Right For You?
How to Critique Writing
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
I Hope It's Raining Where You Are
This is a busy week for me. The hubby is traveling, the marking period marches along, Spirit Week at the high school requires a fair amount of ingenuity and elbow grease, and I have until the 30th to upload part one of my current project for a peer critique in early June. (I'm not sure I actually took a breath while typing that sentence.)
Mix in a demanding toddler, a pre-teen with a pre-attitude, a dedicated attempt to lose weight and I'm pretty sure it's the recipe for to the bone exhaustion. I've been ending my days in a Sarah puddle. Not to mention the blogging, the tweeting, the writing, the editing, and the other things I should be doing each and every day, right?
Wrong. Absolutely wrong. And I'm embarrassed to admit that my daughter Sophia figured this out well before I did.
"Mommy, stop." Her voice was quiet at first, and I was too busy multitasking to acknowledge her. "Mommy." Sadly still ignoring the voice as parents often do when trying to be productive. "Mommy stoooooooooooop," she hollered. Her face turned red and her tiny teeth chattered. "It's raining. It's raining. It's raining."
I need to listen to Sophia more often. I put everything down, I leaned over the back of the sofa in our living room and gazed out the window with her at the rain. I stopped thinking about anything that wasn't framed in the window. Blooming trees. Thousands of drops. The rhythm against the house. I haven't felt that good in days. Possibly weeks. And I didn't want to stop.
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We live in a society hell bent on production, and being a writer offers added pressure. We are not Hemingway on a boat or in a fist fight living life. We are techno folks behind a screen developing images, typing words at lightning speed faster than our brains can think, reading blogs telling us to do better. Be better. We're liking statuses on Facebook, liking our own statuses - something I don't do but it drives me batty when I see it, and herding people into our virtual corral. And this just isn't, in my humble opinion, what writing is all about.
Creativity loves silence. Or if there is noise, authentic noise tends to hit the spot. Real voices with intonation, thunderous applause at a concert or ripping a piece of paper in half when the writing on it doesn't work. The glut of resources at our virtual fingertips can overwhelm and lose value. Minimally I worry that it's too easy to forget what's real. Watching life and living it are two distinctly different experiences. And I know that I feel the most depleted when I've been sitting for too long as a spectator. It's the easier choice to be one, but it's not the best.
I'm certainly not advocating sacrificing electronic communication or entertainment. Obviously you're reading my blog right now, and I know I'll be watching Survivor at 8 and texting with friends later on. Rather I'm suggesting that you make a simple pie chart of time spent actively living versus time spent as a spectator or voyeur. If the latter overwhelms, ask yourself a simple question. What is real?
After careful reflection, the best part of my day (before the rain episode with Sophia) occurred in study hall with two students energized by an idea for a play that they're writing. And while I did have my phone out playing Candy Crush from time to time, the best moments were the ones where I could almost see the ideas bouncing back and forth between the two of them. I think that's why I relish teaching. I witness inspiration like that every day. And the best days are when it comes from an unusual student I would have never guessed had the tornado brewing in them.
This evening I won't throw away all electronics and move into the yurt I so desperately want to buy for the backyard. But when I think about the writing craft and creativity, I am definitively detaching all of the baggage I have lately muddled it with. It's going to be me, a notepad, and a rainstorm. Or a quiet room, or one where my toddler might be braiding my hair. But at heart it's going to be just me and the writing. Ridiculous expectations and chaotic noise, I'm just not that into you anymore.
Mix in a demanding toddler, a pre-teen with a pre-attitude, a dedicated attempt to lose weight and I'm pretty sure it's the recipe for to the bone exhaustion. I've been ending my days in a Sarah puddle. Not to mention the blogging, the tweeting, the writing, the editing, and the other things I should be doing each and every day, right?
Wrong. Absolutely wrong. And I'm embarrassed to admit that my daughter Sophia figured this out well before I did.
"Mommy, stop." Her voice was quiet at first, and I was too busy multitasking to acknowledge her. "Mommy." Sadly still ignoring the voice as parents often do when trying to be productive. "Mommy stoooooooooooop," she hollered. Her face turned red and her tiny teeth chattered. "It's raining. It's raining. It's raining."
I need to listen to Sophia more often. I put everything down, I leaned over the back of the sofa in our living room and gazed out the window with her at the rain. I stopped thinking about anything that wasn't framed in the window. Blooming trees. Thousands of drops. The rhythm against the house. I haven't felt that good in days. Possibly weeks. And I didn't want to stop.
We live in a society hell bent on production, and being a writer offers added pressure. We are not Hemingway on a boat or in a fist fight living life. We are techno folks behind a screen developing images, typing words at lightning speed faster than our brains can think, reading blogs telling us to do better. Be better. We're liking statuses on Facebook, liking our own statuses - something I don't do but it drives me batty when I see it, and herding people into our virtual corral. And this just isn't, in my humble opinion, what writing is all about.
Creativity loves silence. Or if there is noise, authentic noise tends to hit the spot. Real voices with intonation, thunderous applause at a concert or ripping a piece of paper in half when the writing on it doesn't work. The glut of resources at our virtual fingertips can overwhelm and lose value. Minimally I worry that it's too easy to forget what's real. Watching life and living it are two distinctly different experiences. And I know that I feel the most depleted when I've been sitting for too long as a spectator. It's the easier choice to be one, but it's not the best.
I'm certainly not advocating sacrificing electronic communication or entertainment. Obviously you're reading my blog right now, and I know I'll be watching Survivor at 8 and texting with friends later on. Rather I'm suggesting that you make a simple pie chart of time spent actively living versus time spent as a spectator or voyeur. If the latter overwhelms, ask yourself a simple question. What is real?
After careful reflection, the best part of my day (before the rain episode with Sophia) occurred in study hall with two students energized by an idea for a play that they're writing. And while I did have my phone out playing Candy Crush from time to time, the best moments were the ones where I could almost see the ideas bouncing back and forth between the two of them. I think that's why I relish teaching. I witness inspiration like that every day. And the best days are when it comes from an unusual student I would have never guessed had the tornado brewing in them.
This evening I won't throw away all electronics and move into the yurt I so desperately want to buy for the backyard. But when I think about the writing craft and creativity, I am definitively detaching all of the baggage I have lately muddled it with. It's going to be me, a notepad, and a rainstorm. Or a quiet room, or one where my toddler might be braiding my hair. But at heart it's going to be just me and the writing. Ridiculous expectations and chaotic noise, I'm just not that into you anymore.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Writers Rev Your Engines
There are some days that you just can't write.
In an ideal world writers effortlessly sit each morning with a perfectly warm cup of coffee churning out works of brilliance.
And then there are the days that you just can't write.
According to the pediatrician, my daughter has contracted Flu B which is neither a lesser flu nor one exploring the alphabet. It just means that she can get the flu twice. (If there is a Flu C I am closing up shop.) She also figured out how to climb out of her crib last night. A sick, free range child is nothing to scoff at.
My son, a decade older than Sophia, finally succumbed to all the nasty symptoms hanging about our house. I'm sick too, and my sickness has manifested itself by making my lips swell to near epic proportion. Think Lisa Rinna, and if you don't know who she is, I'm proud of you. She's a dreadful actress. :-) My husband is traveling and I can't in good conscience ask others to help and expose themselves as both of my children are darling, highly contagious Ebola monkeys.
So you see, I just can't write. (Stick with me, I promise I'm getting somewhere with this including writing goodies!)
Yesterday I read aloud my novel-in-progress to Sophia, alternating between blotting her nose and making chicken scratch marks where problems ought to be fixed. I didn't fix them, mind you, but I made notations for later. For a day when I have more free time, like 2020. Don't worry, this isn't entirely a complaint blog. There are many fun aspects to being sequestered to a house with sick children and no other adult eyes. Pajama dance parties to Thrift Shop. Hourly readings of Goodnight Moon and watching a near teen smile because he still secretly loves it. Viewings of Labyrinth and David Bowie's package (do they even make spandex that tight anymore?), remembering Jim Henson for the visionary he was.
But I also humbly offer two suggestions on how to recharge your creative engines when they are near empty or broken down on the side of the road and you *think* you just can't write. In other words, how do you get to the point where you can write again?
Step one, read something you love and that you've read a million times before. My son Matthew and I read The Hobbit back and forth to one another, and we even mapped out how we might turn his room into a hobbit hole. He wants to use power tools, I want to use throw pillows. At any rate my brain didn't have to wrap itself around plot or characters. Instead I was just hanging onto the words, and each one spawned a tiny idea in my brain to be used at a later date.
Step two, head to the Internet with a strict promise to yourself that you will only look at positive and useful writing / artistic things. (Facebook does NOT count!) In the spirit of jump-starting your proverbial writing engines, I've assembled below a few favorite articles on writing and related topics. I rarely make it through to the end of them because I'm itching to get to work. Enjoy and save for a rainy or plague-ridden day.
"To Invigorate Literary Mind, Start Moving Literary Feet" - Joyce Carol Oates
"Becoming the Person You Were Meant to Be: Where to Start" - Anne Lamott
"Top 10 Tips to Get You Writing" - Everyone awesome, seriously Green, Chbosky and more
"Live Like You're Dying" - Chuck Palahniuk
"On Writing" - An Interview with Neil Gaiman
"How to Be a Writer" - M. Molly Backes (She's not as famous as the other folks, but I love her.)
"Inspiration? Head Down the Back Road, and Stop for the Yard Sales" - Annie Proulx
"You're such a jerk" - William B. Irvine (Not about writing but every time I read this the story ideas start multiplying like rabbits)
"Ten Commandments for the Happy Writer" - Nathan Bransford
"Ten Commandments of Writing for Children" - Upstart Crow Literary (You can never have enough commandments!)
"Seeing Nora Everywhere" - Lena Dunham (I can't read this and not cry a little)
In an ideal world writers effortlessly sit each morning with a perfectly warm cup of coffee churning out works of brilliance.
And then there are the days that you just can't write.
According to the pediatrician, my daughter has contracted Flu B which is neither a lesser flu nor one exploring the alphabet. It just means that she can get the flu twice. (If there is a Flu C I am closing up shop.) She also figured out how to climb out of her crib last night. A sick, free range child is nothing to scoff at.
My son, a decade older than Sophia, finally succumbed to all the nasty symptoms hanging about our house. I'm sick too, and my sickness has manifested itself by making my lips swell to near epic proportion. Think Lisa Rinna, and if you don't know who she is, I'm proud of you. She's a dreadful actress. :-) My husband is traveling and I can't in good conscience ask others to help and expose themselves as both of my children are darling, highly contagious Ebola monkeys.
So you see, I just can't write. (Stick with me, I promise I'm getting somewhere with this including writing goodies!)
Yesterday I read aloud my novel-in-progress to Sophia, alternating between blotting her nose and making chicken scratch marks where problems ought to be fixed. I didn't fix them, mind you, but I made notations for later. For a day when I have more free time, like 2020. Don't worry, this isn't entirely a complaint blog. There are many fun aspects to being sequestered to a house with sick children and no other adult eyes. Pajama dance parties to Thrift Shop. Hourly readings of Goodnight Moon and watching a near teen smile because he still secretly loves it. Viewings of Labyrinth and David Bowie's package (do they even make spandex that tight anymore?), remembering Jim Henson for the visionary he was.
But I also humbly offer two suggestions on how to recharge your creative engines when they are near empty or broken down on the side of the road and you *think* you just can't write. In other words, how do you get to the point where you can write again?
Step one, read something you love and that you've read a million times before. My son Matthew and I read The Hobbit back and forth to one another, and we even mapped out how we might turn his room into a hobbit hole. He wants to use power tools, I want to use throw pillows. At any rate my brain didn't have to wrap itself around plot or characters. Instead I was just hanging onto the words, and each one spawned a tiny idea in my brain to be used at a later date.
Step two, head to the Internet with a strict promise to yourself that you will only look at positive and useful writing / artistic things. (Facebook does NOT count!) In the spirit of jump-starting your proverbial writing engines, I've assembled below a few favorite articles on writing and related topics. I rarely make it through to the end of them because I'm itching to get to work. Enjoy and save for a rainy or plague-ridden day.
"To Invigorate Literary Mind, Start Moving Literary Feet" - Joyce Carol Oates
"Becoming the Person You Were Meant to Be: Where to Start" - Anne Lamott
"Top 10 Tips to Get You Writing" - Everyone awesome, seriously Green, Chbosky and more
"Live Like You're Dying" - Chuck Palahniuk
"On Writing" - An Interview with Neil Gaiman
"How to Be a Writer" - M. Molly Backes (She's not as famous as the other folks, but I love her.)
"Inspiration? Head Down the Back Road, and Stop for the Yard Sales" - Annie Proulx
"You're such a jerk" - William B. Irvine (Not about writing but every time I read this the story ideas start multiplying like rabbits)
"Ten Commandments for the Happy Writer" - Nathan Bransford
"Ten Commandments of Writing for Children" - Upstart Crow Literary (You can never have enough commandments!)
"Seeing Nora Everywhere" - Lena Dunham (I can't read this and not cry a little)
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