Building Home


I took a trip home to see family this week. It’s funny how a place can get under your skin. Even though I haven’t been back in six, almost seven, years now, it felt like home. The airport, the freeway, the neighborhood where I used to own a house, even driving around, the Treasure Valley is my home.

Even though I’m considered a resident of a state and own a house 1600 miles away. My life is here.

Of course this got me thinking about writing. And how my characters are looking for that one elusive concept. Home. A place to feel safe, and loved, and needed.

Okay New Kid readers – here’s the conversation… If you write, do you have themes you return to, like home or redemption…And if you are a reader, what themes in books are you drawn to? What do you want in your books besides the happy ever after?

Lynn

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The Dirty, The Clean and The Writer

I'm a slob.  Let's start there.  I know this about myself, but since no one has to suffer it but me, I figure - no need to change.

Last night my mom told me I need to clean my house.  I know this, but she made a good point after I quickly got over being butt-hurt about being called on my lack of housekeeping skills.  Her point was that my energy, my feng shui if you will, needs cleaned so I can be more productive with my writing.  I agree.  The clutter of my house is cluttering up my brain and I am not being as productive as I want to be or need to be.  

So, I'm sitting in my pajama's looking at my coffee table that has a foot and a half of stuff stacked on it and the floor covered in old (but clean thanks to my dogs) plastic food containers from the frozen dinners I live on thinking that maybe I need to clean my house.  I should, perhaps, stop dwelling on my lack of writing, take a few days off and clean.  De-clutter, throw out things, file, organize - you know - Clean - with a capital C.  I still have boxes stacked in my kitchen from two (maybe three) Christmases ago.  Yes - it's that bad.   

Knowing myself as I do, I have all the best intentions in the world and I want to clean my house, but will I?   Will I really do it?  If I have enough pressure and/or reason to - yes.  If not - oh, hell no - I won't.  This leads me to my proposed solution.  Pressure.  I do work well under pressure.

I'm thinking an experiment - I tell all of you that I will clean my house.  No, I promise, I will clean my house. Then we see together if I can up my writing production by next month's post (any writing would currently up my production - but I'm talking more than that).  Next month I report to you on my progress. 

Here's the baseline.  Right now.  Professionally: I'm writing a couple hundred words a week at best, I'm not sure where my story is going and I'm avoiding writing.  Physically: I'm tired and naps are my best friend.  Mentally: I feel overwhelmed by all I have to do and really don't want to do anything except take a nap.   Personally: My love life is great, my family is pretty good, and my secondary passion and education is wonderful.

I am now committing to cleaning my house over the next two weeks and then we shall see if that helps with my energy, focus, and writing ability.  I think I will keep a diary over the next month and we'll see in the next post what happens.  A little menacing and/or cheer-leading from ya'll might help :)

Doubts


I had a lighthearted piece all ready to go this morning, but at 6 AM I had an anxiety dream and I jumped out of bed to look in the mirror, convinced my eyes were bleeding.   I was suddenly plagued with doubts, not just about the blog post, but about everything.     

Last night I was at a dinner party with five teachers, a pastor, a social worker and a lawyer.  (No, this is not the start of a bad joke.)  Three people at the table had published books, and another has a debut novel coming out next year.   Most of these books are non-fiction, but that's irrelevant.  Half of the people in the room had had an idea, were motivated to write it down, and found someone to publish it.  All of them have at least some income from writing. 

I suppose that at another point in my writing life, this impromptu gathering of literary talent would be inspiring.  Instead it threw me into a panic.  Am I fooling myself?  Do I have the discipline and the talent to pull this off?  What if I never finish anything?   Even if I do, what if everyone hates it?  

I have completed, more or less, the first draft of my book, but I am in the rewriting phase.  I have been in this phase for over a year.  I have scrapped the entire thing and started over from scratch, twice.  I have scrapped the do-overs and gone back to the original.  I have started two other manuscripts instead of working on this one, because there is not much that is fun about rewriting.  It’s hard, plodding work.

I would like to think that I can sit my ass down in my chair and finish this book.  Perhaps I can, if only for the immense personal satisfaction that I will get from doing so.  But what if the doubts win?

Marin

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It’s Like Eating An Elephant

How do you eat an entire elephant? You eat an entire elephant the same way you eat a bon bon. You eat it one step at a time. Remember that. There will be a quiz by the loin cloth wearing cabana boys at the end of this post.
Now, you may wonder what elephant eating and novel writing have to do with one another. It’s very simple—you succeed at them in the exact same way. When I got the call on my first novel it had been a super secret project. My family knew I was going into my office every night to write but they had never seen the manuscript. Other than that the only people who knew I was writing was the people at Savvy Authors and the people on my RWA loops. And those people can’t pick me out of a lineup to save their lives. Okay, now some of them can but not back then. So for me, they didn’t count. No one knew. Especially not the people at my old job.
So, when the call came in of course it came in while I was at work. In a staff meeting. With 50 other people. So I excuse myself, step outside and take the call. Then scream at the top of my lungs because WTF someone just bought that super secret book I never thought was going anywhere. Everyone is not surprisingly shocked.
But the next day things were different. Suddenly people wanted to  know how I did it. And very rarely were they happy with the answers. Because the thing is people see writing a book as one of those great, esoteric things that those super smart people over there do. Those author people. Real people don’t write books and if they do they don’t get published. But I was a real person. I sat in the cubicle next to them, I cracked jokes about the ugly ass clothes my boss thought made her look 25 instead of 50, ect. So everyone wanted to know how I did it. Then they were disappointed with the truth.
Why? Because the truth is this: Every night, once my kids were in bed I went into my home office, turned my computer on, put my fingers on the keys and I wrote. And I wrote and I wrote and I wrote. I didn’t turn on the television. I didn’t watch American Idol. I didn’t play WOW. I wrote. Every day. That’s how I got the sequel out to. And the first half of another contemporary novel that’s currently in revisions. Every night I sat down and wrote.
And now that I’m one of those rarified full time authors? Guess what I do. Every day, after dropping the oldest off at school and taking the time to go to the gym to work off the butt being an author has given me, I sit down and I write. Then when the kids go to bed I sit down and I write again. Every day. No exceptions. No excuses. No ifs ands or buts about it. I sit down at my temporary kitchen table in my temporary apartment and I put my fingers to the keys and write.
Because that’s the super secret initiation into becoming an author. It’s not magical dreams that come to you of two kids staring at each other in a field. It’s not flipping between the news and reality television shows. It’s not getting high and seeing the story play out in front of  you. All of those are great if they work for coming up with an idea (personally I’d avoid the getting high one but that’s just me). But when it comes time to differentiate the people with a great idea for a book from the people who have written a book that super secret difference is this – the people who wrote a book sat down and put their fingers to the keys. The End.
So when you get discouraged about your writing. Or your writer’s block or not selling. Or whatever it may be that happens in your writing career here’s the thing to keep in mind. The greatest difference between the authors you love and that annoying guy at the grocery store who always wants to tell you his novel ideas while he’s bagging your eggs is this: The writers sat down and wrote.
Now back to the loin cloth cabana boys pop quiz: How are eating an elephant and writing a novel the same?
Answer: You do it one tiny bite at a time.
For those of you who remembered from the beginning the cabana boys shall all be coming to visit you shortly. Please have margarita mix and suntan oil waiting.

PS: For those of you who’ve followed from the beginning the current world domination equation looks something like this:

F(cabana boys to writer)=  2.5*(|temperature|-25 degrees Farenheit)+(1*#of children writer has)+(3*number of projects under deadline that are not within 30 days of turn in date)+(5*number of projects that are within 30 days of turn in date)+(10*number of overdue projects)+3
If you’d like an explanation of the cabana boy formula or would like to suggest additions or modifications please comment and we can discuss. 

A Plot, A Plot. My Chocolate for a Plot.

The time has come to begin the next book. And I’m stymied.

Usually a new idea arrives, almost on cue, a few weeks before the WIP is finished. In fact, sometimes I can hardly wait to finish the current work because I’m eager to get started on the next one. The ideas for all three previous stories each appeared first as a scene. The scene developed outward from there into the whole.

Well, sure enough, about three weeks ago a hero and heroine popped in for a cup of tea. Told me their life stories up until the time they met. Told me what they wanted out of the future, although they weren’t sure how to get it. I smiled. “Leave that to me,” I muttered.

They had just said goodbye, when the villain slunk through the door, calling for a cup of ale. He settled for coffee. With a sneer, he told me just enough to make me really dislike him. Then I recalled that a well-known author (whose name does escape me) said every villain is the hero of his own story. Perhaps Sir Bad Guy did have a sad childhood. I’ll think about it.

So I sat down to begin my process. Usually I do an initial write-through with backstories and overview of the whole book. In the past, this rough synopsis has run about three pages, single spaced. I started to write:

Backstory on heroine and her motivation up to the point she meets the hero? Check.

Backstory, et al, for hero? Check.

Inciting incident for their meeting? Check.

Motivation for villain? Check.

Then I hit a wall--and realized--I have no plot.

Yikes!

For the next several days, I wrestled with one option, then another. To no avail. Today I took the problem to my critique group for a brainstorming-plotting session.

Bless them, they had several suggestions, and I have some points to build on now. Just talking out the problem helped tremendously. One thing I realized; I need to go back to my research books to pin down the historical events so I won’t have King John in the wrong location as the action takes place.

I’m looking forward to it.

At Last!

How do ideas come to you? Does your new story interfere with the WIP?

Dream a little dream with me...


I’ve posted one of my Lynn Laws before to New Kids readers. Your goals have to be within your control.

I can dream of Harlequin American buying the manuscript on their slush pile right now, but that can’t be my goal.

My goal is to get the book written and take a chance by sending it off. Goal done.

Now hope sets in.

One of my loops had a woman who wanted to “Goal” how many stories the loop would sell. Of course, I went off and explained, gently, I thought, how you can’t goal for something not in your reach.

She came back with an exasperated, “It’s just a goal.”

I didn’t respond back. But you know I wanted to scream. All caps and everything.

Selling can’t be a goal unless you have control over the results. And as all you writers out there know, we have no control over anything once the manuscript leaves our hands. All we can hope is we wrote the best story we could, and the publication hasn't just published something similar.

So today, we’re backing off goals (because apparently I’m a little testy), and focusing on dreams.

What are your dreams? I read about a writer who listed out her dreams (things not in her control AT all) along with the goals she needed to complete to open herself up to the result. One of her dreams was to be invited to write a novella for an anthology. The key dream word here is INVITED. She could write a novella, get her name out to other authors that she was open to the invitation, but she ultimately had to wait for the universe to grant her wish.

And it did. She was invited to not one but two anthologies that year.

So what do I need to ask the universe for?

Dreams 2012:

*Sell the three romance manuscripts out there on editors’ desks.

*Snag a Great Agent who loves my cozy as much as I do.

*Sell three or more short stories

I have more. But you get my drift here.

In order to sell three or more shorts, I have to write, edit and submit them. There’s my goal to support the dream.

I have to query agents with my cozy because for some reason, they won’t come knocking at my door without me doing my part. (New goal – query five agents a month)

So, New Kid Readers, what are your dreams? And do your goals support them?

Lynn

Head Hop Hopping Along


Head hopping.  What a wonderfully descriptive term.    Head hopping is when the point of view (POV) jumps between multiple characters within the same scene. I am clearly revealing my newbie status when I tell you that I had never heard the term until I learned that I was quite guilty of it in a contest entry.


If you Google “head hopping,” you’ll find quite a few informative articles and blog posts on the subject, as well as some fine examples.  Here are just a few:

A variety of views from Flogging the Quill

As you can see from these entries, there is a debate about head hopping.  Some say head hopping is absolutely forbidden, and that you must never, ever switch POV until the next chapter.  You may be able to get away with changing POV after a recognizable scene break, but that’s it.  Others say that head-hopping to some degree is okay, as long as the switch is intentional and clear to the reader.   

There are some published authors who take the prohibition against head hopping very seriously indeed, as evidenced by the fact that they begin each chapter by overtly telling you whose POV is being used.  Then there are others who manage to head hop so skillfully that the reader barely notices.   Still others jump around so much that I sometimes have to backtrack in the book to figure out whose head I’m in. And everything in between.

What is a New Kid to do with this?  After giving it a fair amount of thought, I am somewhere in the middle.   I think that switching POV mid-scene is fine, as long as it’s apparent to the reader what you are doing, but I don't think you can go back and forth.  Perhaps that means it's not really head hopping, but whatever you call it, sometimes it is important to the narrative to change the POV more frequently than every chapter, or every scene.  This may be particularly true in romance.

I confess that I find head hopping a bit difficult to avoid.  Of course, I wrote 50,000 words without realizing that it existed, so I fear the habit may be ingrained.  Nevertheless, I am currently editing my MS with an eagle eye on head hopping, among other things.  In some cases it is very easy to fix, and doing so makes the scene flow much better.  On the other hand, sometimes I re-read a scene and it works really well, even with the head hopping, and when I try to rewrite it seems contrived.  There has to be a happy medium. 

Which brings me to my questions for you, faithful reader:  If you’re a writer, what is your take on head hopping?  If you’re a reader, do you notice it, and do you find it confusing?  I would love to hear what you think.

Until next time,

Marin

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All Those Books on Craft: They’re Not Meant for Leveling Out Your Coffee Table

One of my biggest mistakes that lasted a very long time was my absolute refusal to actually read creative writing books. Now, that’s not to say that I didn’t own Creative Writing books because I did. I owned a metric ton of creative writing  books – I just never read them. Okay, I read the Chicago Manual of Style while I was doing edits to check out a bit on comma usage. If you count reading five pages of an enormous book that can be used as a weapon during a mugging as reading then yeah I read it.

See the thing is I was sort of afraid of the craft books. Because the one thing you learn when you read a craft book, or take a good class about craft, is that you really don’t know all that much when you first start out. In fact if you’re like me you know how to string together the basics of a plot and that’s about it and most the time you’re guessing.

But you know what happens when you don’t learn what your craft is? You find yourself behind the 8 ball, rewriting drafts over and over again before you send them to your editor. Then, after all those rewrites your editor sends the story back and you do another two rounds of rewrites so that the story you send no longer resembles the story you sent in and it has nothing to do with the first rough draft you wrote. One year later the stories look nothing alike and  you wonder how much more you could have gotten done if you wouldn’t  have written sixteen drafts of the same novel. And if you’d no longer hate your characters. Because let me tell you, after 9 drafts of Luck of the Devil I couldn’t even think about writing the sequel, Devil May Care. I just couldn’t face it. For three months not only did I not face it, every time I sat down at the computer to write and try to face it I froze.

You don’t want to waste all that time rewriting the same story over and over. You’re a career writer not a one hit wonder. You have a career to build and that’s by having a backlist not by putting out one measly book. And you don’t want to face crippling writer’s block. Not this way at least.

So let go of your fear of learning the craft. Let go of that feeling of inferiority because you don’t know what you’re doing. Accept it. Embrace it. And learn as much as you can now, in the early stages of your career, so you can amaze the world with not just your story but your grasp of techniques as well.

If you don’t have an MFA in Creative Writing. Join me over here in the “went to college to get a degree that paid the bills” bench. Comfortable? Are you sure? Because we have snacks if you need one. Now, pick up one of those craft books and get to work. It’s time to catch up and learn the craft. Because while reading a dozen craft books won’t turn a crappy story idea into gold or get you a publishing contract it definitely can’t hurt.

If you’re looking for some books to start your craft book collection here are some I recommend from my recent spate of craft reading:

Story Engineering by Larry Brooks (This is available on the Kindle Lending Library if you’re cheap like me).
Save The Cat by Blake Snyder
The Chicago Manual of Style
Plot, Scene, and Structure by James Scott Bell

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Getting Back on the Horse.

Lately I haven't been holding up my end on the New Kids Blog. The holidays, my family and life in general has conspired against me, and I stopped blogging. Well, it's time for me to get back into the blogging saddle again. It's time for me to get back into the writing saddle again too. In the last month or two, my writing time has suffered. As a result I couldn't think of anything pertinent to say about writing on this blog. But recently a couple of my outside responsibilities ended and I'm ready to get back to it. And today, with the predictions of freezing drizzle, seems a good day to stay at home and get some writing done.

My first item on my to-do list is to get a handle on the flow of one of my historical romances. I have a couple people read it, and they like my hero, a lot. Not so much my heroine. They also tell me that my first chapter is more backstory, so I have to decide whether it stays or goes. And if it goes how and where can I weave in tidbits of pertinent information. Then I have to look at all the scenes to decide if there are any unnecessary one hanging about. Writing it down here makes the task seem overwhelming, but at the same time it gives me a clearer plan for what I'm doing. So here I go. Wish me luck.

The Life-Cycle of a Novel

Coming soon from Ellora's Cave!

Some of you will know that I recently sold my Steampunk Paranormal Erotic novel to Ellora’s Cave. Unlike most of the work I’ve been doing lately, I’d been working on that novel for almost two years when I submitted it. I initially started writing the book now known as Airship Seduction in February of 2009. Granted, it didn’t take me two years to write it, over the two-year time, I kept working on it.
Still. More than three years from conception to birth. Seems like a bit of a toxic pregnancy to me. People told me over and over again when I was first getting into RWA that this would happen. You get an idea, you write a novel, you submit, it takes time. But I never really got what that would mean.
I meant that between the time I started the book and the time it is published, this is what happened:
* I quit one job, found another.
* I went through three relationships.
* I moved from Calgary to the U.S.
* I lost a grandparent.
* I sold six novellas.
* I lost 38 pounds.
* I gained 42.
* I ran three sets of summer camps.
* I ran three sets of fall camps.
* I ran three sets of spring camps.
* Two Christmases.
* Three birthdays.
* Two trips to Disneyland and one to Disneyworld.
* Two trips to RWA National conventions.
* Three Super Bowls.
* Three NCAA National Championships (one of which Duke one–WOOHOOO!)
* Watched the entirety of Buffy. Twice.
* Watched the entirety of Corner Gas. Twice.
* Read 692 books.
* Served a term on an RWA chapter board.
* Started a term on a different RWA chapter board.
* Became a different officer on that same board.
* Saw all my critique partners sell books.
* The Iraq war ended.
* Wrote two more novels.
I could go on and on. But the thing that really got me was when I realized how I would have looked at that time from the other side. If I’d been standing in February of ’09 looking backwards, the three previous years would have seemed millions of miles away. To think about starting something that wouldn’t see the light of day until there was a new President… it would have been unthinkable.
But that’s the way this industry works. Sure, sometimes you get fast contracts. I’ve had those. My last novella was submitted and contracted literally overnight. I know the industry can also work fast. But you’ve got to be prepared for it to be slow.
When I first joined RWA, I moved in with my parents so I could concentrate on writing. I told my Mom it would be a couple of years until I could move out on my own. I wasn’t a narcissist. I’ve always known I was a good writer. I knew if I could finish a book, I could sell it somewhere. But I had no idea how long it would take until I could really do just that. Now, I wonder if I’ll ever be able to really do only that. To be a full-time writer as a single-wage-earner is extremely rare. Plenty of people can afford to write full-time if they have a wife/husband to also bring home the bacon. But I don’t have that. And I eat a lot of bacon.
Now, I have a much better concept of what it’ll take. And it won’t just take time. It takes good connections, good editors, good marketing, good ideas, good execution. It takes a lot more than me sitting at my roll-top desk plunking out words. But that’s where it has to start. And now, to get back to that. Cuz I’ve gotta work in the morning. I told you about my bacon issue…

Serendipity


So I find myself sitting at the computer this evening, wondering what to write for this blog - which is posting tomorrow. (Yes, mom, I left my homework until the last minute - again.)


As my mind wanders through my writing experiences these last three years, I realize that the best decisions I've made as a writer had one thing in common.

They took me out of my comfort zone.

I met a new writing friend because I took a chance and accepted a lunch invite. The friendship and knowledge this woman has shared has made a huge difference in my writing as well as my life.

I squelched my initial reaction to turn around and drive the hour home without getting out of the car at my first RWA chapter meeting. Getting out of that car and going into the bookstore should have been easy. It wasn't. But I've learned so much from my membership in MORWA.

I talked myself off the ledge and mailed first one query, then another, and then submissions, partials and fulls. Each time I mailed or emailed my work out to the world, I questioned my sanity. But I pushed the send button knowing I'd done the work.

And with each action, each step I took, I became stronger. I became a better writer (we can make him stronger - faster - just give us 6 million...)

I don't know where this year will take me. But with my hat pulled down tight and my hands gripping the roller coaster bar, I know it will be a wild ride.

The world just requires one thing of me. To take the risk.

What have you done lately that made you question your sanity - or pulled you out of your comfort zone?

Lynn

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New to the Block

Hey ya'll!  I'm excited to be a part of the NKotWB and this is my first post, so I thought I would just introduce myself by interviewing me (much like interviewing our characters except I do exist in the physical plane - sort of).

What's your name:  Clancy Metzger, although Clancy is a nickname given to me when I was only a few weeks old and I've never gone by anything else.  Funny story - I was so nicknamed because an Irish vacuum cleaner salesman told my parents I had a temper like 'Clancy the Cop' of old Ireland (a boogieman type of character who had a terrible temper and got red in the face).  I've since mellowed with age :)

Favorite hobbies: I love to watch movies and TV, at home, at the theater, on DVD - I don't care - just love it.  Mostly I like to watch romantic comedies and action flicks, but almost anything goes. Favs are Hunt For Red October, Don't Tell Her It's Me, Bent, anything Monty Python, anything by Joss Whedon, RomComs featuring Sandra Bullock or Hugh Grant, musicals, old movies, NCIS, NCIS:LA, Justified, Leverage, NFL.... the list is seriously too long to go on, but you get the idea.  I also love reading and the list of books and or authors is also too extensive to list here although some of my new favorite authors include Grace Burrows and Victoria Dahl.

Pets, Food and Tattoos:  I have two small dogs and a few cats.  I'm a really picky eater, so I get a lot of flack about that.  I'm a meat and potatoes kind of gal and not much for veggies.  But, I have a lot of peccadillo's when it comes to food, so it's not just what it is but often how it's prepared and well.... it's a long list and more than can be explained here.  But, if you are in a Chinese restaurant and someone orders Broccoli Beef without the broccoli - it's probably me.  Just saying...  As for tattoos - love them, have about eleven of them and want more.  Instead of getting charms or spoons when I travel, I get a tattoo that represents the place I've been.  A little weird but they are really small and I can't lose them.

Writing:  I am pre-published but working on getting there.  I have written throughout my life in various forms but only spent the last few years writing romance novels (my favorite genre).  What I've tried my hand at so far includes historical western, paranormal, erotic and my current WIP is a contemporary.  The current is about a pilot and a reporter.  Love it!

Funny anecdote: I grew up in Fairbanks, Alaska.  One winter, when I was around fifteen, it was about 40 degrees below zero and I was running late to catch my school bus.  We lived way out in the country at the end of a very long driveway; I had just gotten out of the shower and my hair was dripping wet but I had to pull on clothes and run for the bus. Halfway down the drive, my hair which was long then, froze and I accidentally hit it with my hand breaking off a chunk.  I picked up what looked like a hair Popsicle and caught my bus.  Then had to spend the entire day explaining why I had an eight inch chunk of hair missing from about ear height down on my right front side.  An awful shag haircut followed.  Not one of my finer moments.

So, that's me in a nutshell.  See ya'll next month with a post on something other than just me :)

Another New Kid

Hello everyone! I am delighted to be a part of this group of wonderful New Kids. Special thanks to Rebecca Lynn, who inexplicably said yes when I responded to her call for new bloggers.

I’ll start with a bit of introduction. I’m a married hockey mom, not a kid by any stretch of the imagination. I was born and raised in northern Ohio, and majored in English lit in college. I do have a day job, which you will probably hear me complain about at some point, and a number of volunteer roles. Other than those basic facts, these things are true about me: I am a passionate reader, mostly of historical romance, but I love a good mystery too. I am obsessed with Ancestry.com. I like to cook, I love to eat, and I am utterly devoted to cheese. I am a bit lazy. I would rather read than socialize, most of the time, and this has been true since I was a kid. Somewhere in my mother’s house there is a picture of me, circa age 9, sitting on the floor of the coat closet at church, reading Black Beauty

The other thing that is true about me is that I am very new to the world of writing. Until a few years ago it had never occurred to me to write a book at all. At some point, though, an idea lodged itself in my head and insisted on being written. I played with it for a couple of years, not really trusting that I was the best one to tell the story, but it was persistent.

In 2010, I decided to try NaNoWriMo, and I restarted my tale, a Victorian era romance, from scratch. I did succeed in reaching 50,000 words, but the result was-ahem-such crap that it was hard to know where to go from there. Nevertheless, I did some polishing and entered my first five pages in The Great Beginnings contest sponsored by the Utah chapter of RWA.  I didn’t come even close to finaling (which is good, as I have since learned it's not a good idea to enter a contest until your MS is finished), but I did learn a few valuable lessons from the experience:

1) It is not as painful as I expected to let someone else read my writing;

2) I discovered I did not, in fact, suck; and

3) I realized that I had a lot to learn about writing fiction.

As a result, I have spent most of the last year taking writing workshops, doing research about my time period, and trying to figure out how to balance all the aspects of my busy life so that I have time to write. Of all of these, the last is the hardest.

At this point, I am still working on that first manuscript, and have been dabbling with a second. A third waits in the wings, a complete departure from the other two, and directly related to my obsession with Ancestry.com. I would dearly love to get the first MS completed in 2012, which does not seem an unrealistic goal at the beginning of January. Maybe now that someone is looking over my shoulder I will get it done. Thanks for joining me on the journey.

-Marin McGinnis

The New Freak on the Block


Hi Everyone,
I’m Patricia Eimer, paranormal romantic comedy writer with Entangled Publishing and new kid here on this particular writer’s block. From now on I’ll be your host for the craziness that is life as a new, full-time author/stay at home mom every 2nd and 4th Thursday of the month.

So the important question you should all be asking yourself right now is – why aren’t we pelting her with stones? No, no that is not the question you should be asking yourself please put down the stones. No, you in the back, you can’t hide it behind your back for later. Put down the stones. Thank you.

No, the important question you should ask yourself is why do I give a flying penguin what this random person on the internet has to say? Well there’s the obvious – this is a writing blog for new writers and I’m a new writer. But that’s pretty simple. I have a slightly better answer for you. This is a blog for new writers and I am a new writer who fell into a publishing contract on accident. No seriously. Totally on accident.

Let’s start at the beginning. I was born in the middle of a balmy night…. Wait, that’s too far back. Let’s go back 14 months or so. Halloween 2010. Before that I’d been writing short stories and fanfiction anonymously on the internet and putting it out on various sites but I’d never done anything with it because come on authors are real writers and I wasn’t one of them. They were the cool kids and me? Well I’m a mathematical economist by trade. No really. I have a nice shiny looking degree hanging on the wall and everything. Three of them in fact. They even have signatures.

That’s not important though. What’s important is I was not one of the cool writer kids. I was a poser who liked to scribble behind a pen name. Until someone from the internets, a friend through the screen you could say, signed me up for RWA. Paid the fee and everything. And then I met another friend through RWA who wanted to do Editpalooza on Savvy Authors but didn’t want to do it alone. So I chipped in some cash and signed up. Because you know I had this manuscript I’d been playing with that maybe one day I would send to an agent. If the stars aligned and my attempt at the Krispy Kreme diet left me looking like Heidi Klum. Yeah, I’m what you call ambitious.

And that’s where it took off. Because six weeks after Editpalooza Liz Pelletier called and asked me to submit Luck of the Devil to her new publishing house—Entangled Publishing—and uttered the magical word every writer loves to hear: series.
Then came publicists and blog tours and all sorts of craziness. Meanwhile I just nodded my head and smiled, hoping against hope that no one would realize that I had absolutely no idea what I was doing. Because if no one knew that I was a total fraud who got lucky then they wouldn’t kick me out of the cool kids clique

Which has been a blessing and a curse. The curse is that because I refused to speak up and get my nose to the grindstone early I’m playing catch up now. The blessing is that my cool kids? Well they really are cool and not in that teenage clique sort of way. They’re cool in the way that they understand you have no idea what you’re doing and they’re there to help and not once have they snickered or pointed at the math geek in their cool writer midst.

So that’s why you should read what I have to say. Because I’m going to make the mistakes all the cool kids already know to avoid. And if you’re out here, with the new publishing kids or the prepubbed kids you can see my mistakes, have a good laugh at them (trust me I do), and then learn from my mistakes so you can make even better mistakes as we all chug along on our quests to one day rule the publishing world in an iron fist while cackling maniacally from our comfy laz-e-boy thrones while well oiled, buff young men in loin cloths hand feed us grapes and rub our feet.

Not at the same time of course. One guy with grapes, one guy on the left foot, one guy on the right foot, and another with a palm frond. Or maybe two palm fronds? You know what? I’m going to go work out a formula on the correct ratio of nubile young serving men to world dominating authors. Then I’ll go work on my latest novel. So have a good two weeks. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have serving studs and a calculator to get back to. 

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