Saw this on Facebook and decided to repost. Interesting thoughts here. It’s kinda long so prepare for a nice visit.
My own thoughts? I’ll post them soon. Don’t know when yet.
poet, storyteller, educator
Saw this on Facebook and decided to repost. Interesting thoughts here. It’s kinda long so prepare for a nice visit.
My own thoughts? I’ll post them soon. Don’t know when yet.
On a cold November night, the glow from my computer monitor and the clack of the keys were the only indication that something was awake at three in the morning.
The story excited me. It was different and out of my comfort zone of chick lit. I had tried my hand at mystery writing, a genre I knew one day I would end up in. And it fit better than a glove.
That was my second experience with National Novel Writing Month, NaNoWriMo for short. It was the first time I really took it serious (the first time was a disaster.).
Unfortunately, I didn’t reach the intended goal—50,000 words in November—but for a beginning writer the exercise highlighted the cracks in my preparation. It showed me what I needed to concentrate on and what if really took to finish a book. Among the lessons I learned is that writing needs to happen every day, regardless of fatigue or social calendar. If writing is the priority is needs to be a priority. It deserves nothing less.
So this year, when I made the decision to give it another go, I was determined to win thinking that my previous experience and my journalism writing skills would help.
I was wrong.
Now, toward the tail end of the first week, I find myself behind by a day and stumped in chapter two of my novel. Not a good sign.
It seemed that the lessons I learned the first time were the ones I quickly forgot. But what freaked me out is that I had lost my discipline. That was disturbing.
For a day job, I write for a newspaper. I work in the world of harsh writer’s realities—deadlines, cynical editors, literature in a hurry.
To succeed despite the landmines, tenacity (read: stubbornness )is needed. Focus. Determination. Time management. All the things that should make me a successful
NaNoWrioMo participant.
But I’m still behind.
I’ve read other journalists turned authors that the skills they learned being reporters have help them adjust to the writing life. What they failed to talk about is the self-editing.
With shrinking newsrooms, reporters have to self-edit themselves more now than ever. And when that self-edit is on deadline, it happens as the story is being written.
So my problem is calming my self-editor–chaining her up, dumping her in a boat and let it float away. That has been difficult. Even as I write this now, my self-editor is over my shoulder, reading every word.
So here’s to relearning the lesson and the disabling of my editor.
My announcement, why I’m doing it and who isn’t calling me. Sigh.
Side hustle time, NaNoWriMo, and shout outs.
So my apologies to my BFF USA Network. I meant to post this earlier but, you know, day job.
But I’m posting it now and that’s important. *smile*
Ladies and gents, tomorrow is the premiere of White Collar, a new USA series.
I got a chance to watch the first episode a couple of weeks back and let me tell ya, it’s hot. No lie.
Now I could review the first episode but I’m going to let you guys make up your own mind but I will chime in on somethings.
1) I heart the references to the rat pack in the pilot. Just do.
2) The mystery is inventive. A MUST if you’re on the same network as Psych (and if you’re taking their slot while they’re on break.)
3) Now, is it going to fill the gap that Psych has left until next year. No. Can’t lie. It’s a different kind of show. The humor is different. The timing is different. Matt Bomer’s character, Nick Caffrey, is no Shawn Spencer (even though at times he can be Shawn-ish). But you shouldn’t compare it anyway. So Psych fans, don’t jump all over this show yet.
4) With that said, it doesn’t mean that it’s not worthy of being on the network or being part of the Friday night line up. It’s a different part of the palette, a bit more sophisticated but still the same.
5) Ladies, eye candy. Observe:
Okay, since this is a writing blog. I wanted to link to the interview with Jeff Eastin, creator and producer. He started as a writer. Let me tell ya, if you wanna be a writer and work in TV click on this link and learn something.
FYI, check out the Matt Nixon (Burn Notice creator) reference.
Are you a fan yet? Show it by following the show on various social media outlets:
So, what are you watchin’ tomorrow?
Okay, so October has nearly come and gone. So, I’m looking at the calendar and see there are TWO weeks left and then BAM! It’s NaNoWriMo time. That’s National Novel Writing Month for those not in the know.
I have my novel idea and it’s ready to go but here’s my problem, Christmas is already around the corner. For me that means I need another short story to put up on the blog. Those take time. Lots of it. And it takes even more energy to promo it.
What to do, what to do. This is usually the time of year I say to myself — Self! You need to take a break. You’ve been writing all year.
But I have been taking breaks and pacing myself. I don’t need a break, says the writer who has named her writing time and routinely goes into work with bags under eyes.
Sometimes I wish I could clone myself to do what I need to do and want to do. But since technology hasn’t caught up to me yet, I’m going to have to do what I can to do what I want to do.
And if that means I’ll be going crazy during the month of November, so be it!
Bring on the crazy.
Didn’t quite get it right but it’s my first one, what do you want? *smile* Enjoy.
Yesterday was a hard day. Such a hard day. But a year ago to the day, it was even harder.
I made a phone call that in retrospect, I’m glad I did but the ramifications of it I still feel today.
I don’t usually get too personal in this blog. Frankly, my writing life is more personal than my other lives but since it was such a tramatic event and since it effected me as a writer, I’ll mention that it happened.
Wish I could say more but really, this entry was just to commemerate that moment in my life — the day things started to turn.
A year later, I can’t tell if it’s for the best yet.