Keep Writing.

I’m looking for an agent for my YA novel, as I mentioned before.  My rational brain knows that part of the way to stay sane during this process is to keep writing, get started on the sequel (I’m hoping to spin this into a four-book series,) be ready in case lightning does strike sooner rather than later.

(It hasn’t struck yet. But it’s still sooner. I’m giving myself a year before I count it as later.)

My emotional brain gets in the way. It’s hard to get motivated when all you’re hearing are rejections. Why should I write book 2 when book 1 is getting the deep freeze? I think about the characters and plot all the time, I know where book 2 will start, I have the structure. I just can’t bring myself to sit down and string the words together.

Solution: Write something else. Over Thanksgiving, I got an idea for a true middle-grade boy’s book reworking of Snow White.  I know fairy tale reboots are trending. I don’t know if they’re trending for boys, but what the hey?

I wrote 100 words. My 8-year-old read them. He laughed in the right places. He finished, and he said, “I’d read more of this!”  So I guess even if it goes nowhere, I’ll have one true-blue fan.  Not a bad public, that.

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Voice, Or Lack of Same

My kid is a drama nut. He wants to be an actor when he grows up. (He has also expressed interest in baseball, politics and rocketry, but theater appears to endure.)

One of the games we play is called Five Ways.  I give him a sentence, and he has to say it back to me in five different ways.  For example, I say, “OK. Tell me, ‘the dog ran away.’ ” He comes back with:
(Wildly gesticulating) The dog! Ran away!
(Eyes wide, head craned forward a little, hands out, fingers spread wide) The DOG ran away?
(Sniffling) The doggie ran away…
(Staring at the floor, hands behind his back) Um. The dog ran away.
(Shaking his head, wagging his finger) The dog ran away!

When you watch him, it’s easy to tell what emotion he’s trying to convey. (In case I failed, the above five are: Frantic, Incredulous, Sad, Guilty, and whatever the word is for “I told you so!”)

I love this exercise for a number of reasons. It teaches him to use his body to convey emotion. It lets me coach him on other possibilities. (“Try rubbing your hands together and smiling wickedly while you say it in an evil voice.”) And … it reminds me that voice is totally subjective based on who’s reading.

It seems to me that good scripts are generally written with that in mind. Scriptwriters go into it with the intention of giving the actor a fair amount of latitude to tell the story.  I mean, no, you’re not going to play Laura Wingfield in The Glass Menagerie as sardonic and defiant.  (Though that might be kind of interesting and fun to try…) But you can portray her as more depressed than anxious, or more anxious than timid, or some other variation on the theme.

Good books have a narrower passage.  They need to hold a reader’s interest longer than the average play. There is no set design, the words have to be stronger to convey compelling images.

And the characters have to be relatable and consistent within the story’s framework, and the reader needs to be able to understand their motivations without tone of voice or a lot of body language description. But … they can’t be TOO well-described. They need to be amorphous enough for the reader to apply their own mental images. “Oh, that guy is a jerk, just like Jimmy at the bus stop.”

I tend to write my characters as people I know, or knew once upon a time.  The jerk in high school who flipped people’s lunch trays shows up as the alcoholic boyfriend. The nice girl who helps the old lady get groceries into her car is based on my best friend from college. The driver’s ed teacher becomes … well, the driver’s ed teacher. He was too good to change much.

But I realize that MY driver’s ed teacher isn’t going to show up the same in everyone else’s mental image. I can tell them “Once upon a time and 100 pounds ago, he might have looked like Robert DeNiro. Now all that remained was the Midnight Run hair and the Taxi Driver stare.”  Assuming the reader has seen those movies (or has access to Google,) that conveys a clear image, but there’s still some room for imagination. How fat? What kind of clothes? Is he fat all over or just paunchy? And so on.

Same with actions. Same with voice. It’s my reading experience that once a writer has established the parameters, it’s better to leave a few blanks for the reader to fill in.

But maybe I’m wrong. What do you think?

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Word List, 1

I love lists.  Perhaps it is a byproduct of my attempts to get my ADD son and my own overheating brain on track — regardless, I’m a big fan of the bullet points.  So here’s my first list for this blog.

Words I Love:

Lunchbox:  The sounds in this word remind me of the sounds the old metal ones would make when you closed the lid and snapped the latch shut.  Especially after they got a tiny bit rusty and squeaky.

Effluvia: It kills me that this word means “something stinky” when the word itself is so lyrical.  It should mean sparkly clean swirling water, not sewage plant side effects.

Words I Hate:

Incentivize: Or pretty much any other noun that people think they can make into a verb by adding “-ize” on the end.  The worst of these I’ve seen recently was where someone suggested an item be “containerized.”  Seriously? Learn English, people.

Veggie, or veg:  This is a popular word among a certain breed of PTA moms.  “Veggie platters” are a perennial request for volunteers to provide at events.  I don’t know why I hate it so much; maybe it’s too close to “vag” for my liking, or maybe it’s just too cute.  A cauliflower by any other name (even one ending in the diminutive -ie,) will create just as much effluvia, know what I mean?

What words do you love and/or hate?

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What Are You Trying to Say?

“Write what you know.” It’s a cliche, but — as another cliche reminds us — cliches become thus because they are true.

Everything I’ve written started in something I knew fairly well. It’s just easier.  There’s less research required, which offers more time to chew over the perfect words, phrases, tone, structure.

But almost nothing I’ve ever written adhered very rigidly to this philosophy. I wrote a novel about a girl who takes a train from Los Angeles to New Orleans. I’ve taken most of that train ride (I ditched at Dallas,) and I’ve been to most of the cities in between. All well and good. On the other hand, I didn’t know much about this girl when I made her my main character. I knew even less about the other characters. I had to learn what they did for a living, and then I had to learn what those jobs required a person to do all day.

The book I’m flogging now required me to spend more than a couple hours chasing down information about genetics and DNA study.  And about farming. And about high school football.

Part of the fun in writing is in the learning. Craftsmanship and pride of work well done is a big part of it, certainly, but how do you hone a skill? By learning more, by looking at how other people do it, by reading how they write about things. When I’m doing research on a topic, I don’t just read for information, ‘m also looking at how the writer chose to convey the information and the words they use. I’m judging them, harshly. I’m thinking, “oh, I hate them for doing that so well. Why can’t I do things that well?” and I’m thinking, “Jayzus, I would be too embarrassed to put my name on such a piece of dreck, why wasn’t this writer?”

I’m not a nice person when I’m reading. I suppose it could be argued I’m not a nice person at other times either, but my internal running monolog is especially cruel about the written word. But I figure it’s a draw, because I expect — nay, have witnessed — the same harsh reaction to my own scribbling.

Of course, there’s more to the job than knowing what you write. How you write is every bit as important.  Working in a newsroom can (ahem — should, sometimes actually does) provide valuable insight on this issue. Are you trying to tell a story? Or just share information? Do you really need a thousand words about an upcoming bake sale? Or will a simple “time-date-location” suffice? Part of it is knowing what you want to say, part of it is knowing what your reader needs to know/wants to hear.  It’s a tightrope act to do this well. You need a good blend of arrogance (“I am telling you exactly what you need to know!”) and humility (“120,000 words on the confluence of cooking and car repair? Who the hell cares about any of this?”)

Even if you are the rare human being who can pull that off, you still need a great editor.  One who judges your writing. Harshly.  One who knows what you are trying to say and helps you find the best possible way to say it.

Everyone needs an editor. (Because, you know,  I had to close out this post with one more cliche.)

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All I Want for Christmas…

… is an agent.

Well, or a publisher. But I’ll take an agent.

I wrote a novel this summer. It’s a book for teens, it draws on popular themes without being entirely derivative, and I think it’s a decent concept for a series. I think my good idea was decently executed, as it has gotten positive (and useful!) feedback from people I trust to be honest with me about whether my writing sucks or not.

So I’m taking the plunge and looking to get it published. Doing my homework on agents and pitches and la la la.

The bad news is, writing a query isn’t like writing a book. It’s like pimping your entire personality in a Twitter post. (Try that sometime — it’s an interesting exercise.  Whether you hit the “publish” button is up to you.)

The good news is, lots of people want YA copy, which gives me lots of chances to screw it up. And I only need one “yes” response, right?

So first, I threw myself out there to an agent whose blog I read. I got a fairly cursory “no” with a tincture of helpful advice to “eliminate extraneous details and figure out what makes my effort stand out in an overcrowded field.” Erm. OK.

I thought that over and wrote another one that I intend to send out to three or four people — all of whom say, “if you haven’t heard from us in six weeks, consider that a rejection.”

Six weeks. Happy holidays! You suck!

Let’s hope not.  Prepare for the worst, hope for the best, right?

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In Other Pen News….

This is pretty awesome.

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Philosophy

“It’s just as hard to write a bad book as a good one,”  I heard more than once as I was beating myself up on my latest endeavor.  It was actually encouraging, in a way.  That meant it was just as easy to write a good book, assuming my instincts were true and I had good readers around me to keep me on course.

The pen in my banner is a Etoile de Montblanc Etoile Mystérieuse Fountain Pen.  It costs $15,600.  (But you can get it engraved and wrapped for free.) It is lovely, isn’t it?

I don’t write with a $15,000 pen. I barely use pens at all, in fact. But the Montblanc makes a much handsomer banner than a battered laptop keyboard with most of the letters rubbed off the keys.

It is my considered opinion that it is every bit as hard to write with a $15,000 pen as it is to write with a $1,500 laptop.  Harder, possibly — you can’t cut and paste, or delete whole pages, or search and replace, or make global changes.

And so, I keep going as I have been — and intend to continue, until I can afford to buy a $15,000 pen that I need to sign autographs for my many fans.

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Bacon Bark

‎12 ounces maple or brown sugar bacon
Two 12-ounce packages milk chocolate bits
1 1/2 cups chopped peanuts (salted or not)
10-ounce bag soft candy caramels
Large flake sea salt

Line a baking sheet with waxed paper

Heat a large saute pan over medium-high. Working in batches, add the bacon and cook until very crisp, about 10 to 12 minutes. Transfer to paper towels to drain, then repeat with remaining bacon. Set aside to cool completely. Once cooled, crumble the bacon into small pieces.

Place the chocolate bits in a medium microwave-safe bowl. Microwave on high for 1 to 2 minutes, stirring every 20 seconds, or until melted and smooth. Pour the chocolate onto the prepared baking sheet, then tap it on the counter to settle the chocolate into an even, smooth puddle.

Immediately sprinkle the peanuts and bacon evenly over the chocolate. Allow the chocolate to fully harden, about 15 to 20 minutes.

Meanwhile, place the caramels in a medium microwave-safe bowl. Microwave on high for 1 to 2 minutes, stirring every 20 seconds, or until melted and smooth. Drizzle the caramel over the bark, then sprinkle lightly with the sea salt. Allow to cool and harden, then break into pieces.

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