Friday, June 30, 2006
I think there's a scale. Cyn, I know what side of the scale you fall on.
For me, it seems to go like this. An idea, or the gist of it, appears from somewhere. I play with it for awhile, thinking, making notes. I can choose what I'm going to do with it. At some point it gels, takes on a life of its own, and my choices are circumscribed.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
There's also a profile of writer Laurell K. Hamilton:
http://www.usatoday.com/life/books/news/2006-06-28-chat-hamilton_x.htm
Vampire/romance/detective books are big now. I was an early fan of Laurell Hamilton, but somewhere along the way she lost me. I think she took a turn into poorly written porn. I was into Kim Harrison's books of a vampire ridden Cincinnati, but I fear they are heading into the same cliched waters that Laurell Hamilton headed to. Apparently all Vampire books must involve a Vampire slayer who loves both a vampire and some type of werewolf. I wish I could write Vampire fiction as easily as I do my mystery stuff.
When I went to the Frank McCourt event I knocked myself out reading Angela's Ashes and Teacher Man beforehand. Since YGHB only went on sale in this country the day before yesterday, and would be on sale at the event, I didn't feel compelled to read it in advance, but she has also written a collection of personal essays called In Full View. I wish I'd read that before today, but it's not easy to find. I may have to get it from the library.
I had meant to e-mail her before today, introduce myself and ask her to visit the blog. I suppose I still can. It seems hard to orchestrate the timing of everything.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Monday, June 26, 2006
So, yay to me for finally finishing a story. :)
(By the way, this is my third year entering. The first year, I placed in the top fifteen; last year, I didn't get that lucky, although the story went on to sell to Surreal. I'm hoping for better news this year, although I'm normally a pessimist and won't count on much. :))
Sunday, June 25, 2006
In On Writing, SK speaks of an "ideal reader," the first person you think of while you're writing, the first person to read your manuscripts. Often the writer's spouse or significant other.
Unfortunately, my spouse is not into reading. Even when he does read my manuscripts, he isn't the one to give me the kind of feedback I want. My daughter will probably be great but she's too young. So the job of being my ideal reader is sort of an open, rotating one.
Would anyone like to be the first to read the first draft of "The Daily Grind"?
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Me, I knew as I was writing "A Singular Being" that I'd like to write about that universe again, though I was thinking of the species/planet, not necessarily the same character. But now I'm thinking about a novel that will be in part a romance between Pneumia, the young scientist protagionist of "Being" and the guy who delivers the fresh have-to-think-of-alien-sounding-name-for-clams-mussels-oysters-shrimp that my intelligent and pychic sea creatures eat.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
This was the last story I finished, and that was back in January. I've started other stories (and a book), but they've all fizzled out, either from lack of desire or lack of direction. After this long a drought, I desperately need a kick in the pants.
Monday, June 05, 2006
The inner critic certainly has an important role to play in the writing process. It's called "revision." Maybe Ms. or Mr. Inner Critic has no business hanging around while we're trying to write a first draft. When starting a new story/novel/script/whatever maybe we need to stop thinking so much and JUST WRITE!
I've done a lot of that this weekend. The first draft of "The Daily Grind" is almost finished. I also wrote about 900 words on how my father was a waiter with a master's degree in library science how maybe the Talismans have some trouble breaking the class barrier once we leave school, and about 800 words on losing children's clothing in the laundromat or on the bus. I think I've figured out how to plug in the memoir. Write a little autobiographical piece whenever I feel like it, and add it to the main document. When it gets to be about 40,000 words, I'll start shaping, see what sort of book it might turn out to be.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
I'm not anywhere near ready to look for an agent yet, just thinking ahead. Also wondering if there are mystery conventions.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
FREE WRITING EXERCISE #1
ELA THIER'S FREE SAMPLE SCREENWRITING WORKSHOP
May 30 2006
INSTRUCTIONS: Keep writing and don't stop for 10 minutes
Scenario: x and y are stuck in elevator with bomb in it
x = main character, y = me
(main character = Miryam Montoya
story-in-progress, "The Daily Grind")
Miryam: Oh, great. They kept saying this might happen.
Me: What?
Miryam: All that crap about terrorism. These elevators. We're sitting ducks.
Me: [sweating] What do we do?
Miryam: Hell if I know.
Me: What kind of attitude is that? Can't we defuse it or something?
Miryam: How should I know? I'm just a food processor. You're the one with the master's degree.
Me: OK. I used to be a techie. I've seen a lot of movies.
Bomb: tick, tick, tick
Me: Shut up!
Miryam: DO SOMETHING!
Me: OK. This has to be like a computer of some kind. I'm good with computers. [looking at bomb] OK... wires... they always talk about wires... Ya know, Miryam?
Miryam: What?
Me: I wish I'd picked the other scenario.
Miryam: Scenario? What the hell are you talking about?
Me: You're a fictional character.
Miryam: Will you stay focused? We're about to be blown off the face of the earth. And you don't know this place. It's a death trap. The safety inspectors are all on the take. The consortium doesn't care if we live or die.
Me: Well, they care if we show up for work, that's why they built this place.
Miryam: Show up for work? You don't work there. You ain't no consortium employee.
Me: No, I'm the author.
Miryam: The what?
Me: Oh never mind. Look, I've done this before. I used to build a lot of radio shack electronics kits when I was in my 30's.
Miryam: Your what?
Me: I mean, when I was a kid. I just have to cut this wire.
Miryam: With what?
Me: You carry any tools? No, of course you don't. You get hooked into that equipment and you just have to try not to get beheaded while it does its thing.
Miryam: You don't know what happened to my friend yesterday, it was awful.
Me: Well, I sort of know. I haven't written that scene yet.
Miryam: What?
Me: Never mind. Something to cut wire with... all I have in my backpack is a notebook, 4 barely-started unfinished manuscripts, and half a dozen pens. Oh, and July Analog. What would K'choi Gwu ka do?
Miryam: Who?
Me: OK. This isn't a starship. Focus, Linda. This is an elevator of the Consortium's Lower East Side Consolidation XXV underground housing project, 25 stories under the desert of ... I haven't decided yet.