Writer-In-Progress

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Mandi’s Lucky Day by me!

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the good part of this decision is that I win either way. The bad part is that I’m still procrastinating, and any writer will tell you we’re capable of procrastinating for weeks, months…years…without remorse.

I’m two chapters from the end of the book. The last one is cleaning techniques, and I skipped the original chapters 5 & 7 and am combining them into one (financing, taxes…ick…). I’ve written the last approximately 10K words longhand in two notebooks and it’s time to (soon) start typing.

However, tonight is a quiet night on the homefront. The hub is sick with the flu and the kid is in front of the PSP. I can write most of the next chapter (maybe even all of it) tonight, and type everything tomorrow, or type tonight and write tomorrow.

I know, I know. Give you a real problem, right? Or maybe, since I’ve been writing most of the day, I treat myself to some web surfing time (all writing related), or reading one of the new Buddhist philosophy books I got for Xmas.

Who said writing was easy?!!

Or, heck, I could even try working out the first chapter of that fiction story I’ve been mentally plotting…(bad beth…bad, bad, bad!)

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Darn, it’s been quite some time. But I’m still here and still kicking, so I may as well post.

Some good news on the writing front…

I found a magazine looking for articles on a specific topic I know a lot about and wanted to know more about their needs. I called up the editor (in October), chatted with her for some time, and sent off an article based on what she’d told me they were looking for.

I figured it was a shoo-in. But when I hadn’t heard anything by December (she sounded like the type to send a “sorry, this doesn’t fit our needs at this time” email), I emailed her in early January to make sure she’d gotten it.

She hadn’t.

Along with a nice note, I immediately resent my submission to have her email me at the end of the week to let me know they’d selected my article for the spring issue, due out in February. National publishing credit and all I had to do was ask.

I like it.

Never forget, young writers: write, submit, followup. Maybe a margarita in the process doesn’t help, but it never hurts to ask….

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I’ve had an epiphany. At least I think it’s an epiphany. Since I don’t have them all that often, I’m not sure if it’s an epiphany or just a wildly random thought…or maybe even just good, old-fashioned common sense rearing its head.

For so many years I’ve written fiction. I’ve loved every moment, every word, every character speaking in the middle of the night in my mind, begging me to get up and write their latest revelation. Honest. But there’s been something in the fiction that’s held me back. If I could publish just the beginnings of fiction stories I’ve started I’d have several anthologies. Don’t get me wrong–I completely love writing fiction.

But just over a year ago, the opportunity to write nonfiction–for a national publication–fell into my lap–or onto my desk–quite literally. Being the always-up-for-something-new person that I am, I jumped right in. Who would have thought my first stint with nonfiction would have reached a national audience not once but twice? Surely not me. Heck, I’d never even considered nonfiction at the time.

But I loved it, too. For different reasons than I loved fiction.

Nonfiction is structured. I know where I’m going (most times) before I begin. The research or interviews or outline guides me exactly where I’m going. I have a word count, a theme, a tone and a built-in audience willing and ready to read my composition. Like fiction, I get nonfiction ideas around every corner (and that, at times, is no joke!) but the difference is I can sit down and pound out a 3,000 word first draft of an article in the time it takes me to go back into my fiction and remember where my characters are. With every piece of nonfiction I work on, I learn stuff. I certainly never thought I’d be able to tell you the psychological factors that typically affect premature twins and not singles or what makes a small publisher different from an independent publisher…but I can now.

Now back to your regularly-scheduled epiphany…
I know these things may not make sense, but to make a long story short (which is something any good fiction writer needs to be able to do), I (think) I’ve decided to switch gears and start writing more nonfiction than fiction. Wow. I never, ever thought I’d say that and mean it but I do. The epiphany was…if I am continually told how excellent my nonfiction is…and many people comment to tell me how much they enjoy it and how much they’ve learned from it (gratifying the English teacher in me), then why am I not doing more of it? I’ve had two terrific nonfiction book ideas I’ve put on the backburner in this need to be fiction-published and think of how much fun it will be to work on a book where I can see the light at the end of the tunnel before I get there. (Of course, they’re both books for writers).

I don’t really have anything to lose. The discipline and skill I learned writing fiction will serve me well as I cross into the realm of nonfiction…and I won’t totally leave it behind…but I won’t feel so guilty about it!

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I came home from an inspirational (ok, also my first) writer’s retreat this weekend with a finished ten-page article in my hip pocket that just needs revising and a good query letter to find its way into a glossy writer’s magazine and the fuel to get cracking on that short story I’ve been stalled on a for a few weeks. But first I had a speed bump in the road to creative and harmonious bliss…

My thesis proposal.

I still like using the word thesis, even though it’s dated and, when combined with my recent stories of how my Barry Manilow CD collection was stolen from my car (no joke…I can’t smile without them), makes me sound about as hip as an 8 Track player. Somehow thesis makes me feel scholarly and educated when the truth is that my ability to write makes it slightly easier to pass total bullcrap by in literature reviews and research design essays that dot my path to the MA Ed. I’d better finish by next fall. To say I’m completing my thesis sounds impressive. To say I’m finishing my final project sounds like I’m waiting for mom to pick up a posterboard and markers on the way home from work so I can get out the glue and glitter. Call me old fashioned. Everyone else does!

But back to the roadblock. I came home from school yesterday (the job), raring and barely able to contain my creative energies toward cleaning up the article and starting a killer query (don’t hate me because I like writing queries), but had one slight hitch in the process: my thesis proposal is due today. And I still had the methodology to finish.

Yikes.

Nothing takes the wind out of a creative writer’s sails than having to write something academic and dry. Luckily, I’d finished a portion of my methodology for my midterm so it was a matter of cutting, pasting and adding in more details. Not the details I liked, though. But the good student in me persevered, limited my action verbs and told instead of showed.

I like to think that the academic writing teaches me exactly what not to do in fiction. I’m sure it does. But what it’s done for sure is tossed a wrench in my creativity. You know, like the person who tries to drive a stick for the first time and you hear that bone-rattling grind of gears when they just don’t quite master the clutch? That’s how my creative mind is working now. Crunched gears.

Here’s hoping a sunny day in Ohio is the oil I need to get out of this bind…

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This is my second blog. I’m still debating if I’ll share my first here.

Of course I will. Eventually. I can’t keep secrets for long.

Anyways, this blog is more like a writer’s diary whereas my other blog is much more businesslike. I’m looking for a place to journal my writing journey for posterity’s sake (and so I can tell mom to check it out when she calls to ask..”What’s going on? Why don’t you call?” I can only use the “my cellphone battery is dead” excuse so many times.)

And part of me just loves to share my writing experience with other writers. It’s such a lonely world when that pre-planted, subliminal, inexplicable urge forces you grab a pen and write ten pages while your friends opt to hit the bar…or your baby (current story-in-progress baby, that is) cries in the middle of the night, waking you from blissful slumber with a lightening-sharp crack of an idea that won’t allow you to get back to sleep until you flesh it out.

Such is the life. If you’re a writer, you understand. If you aren’t…we like you anyway.

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