Saturday, March 12, 2011

Writing and focus

From Zette's Stuffed Plot Bunny Collection

Everyone knows I love to write. The 'Joyously Prolific' title of this blog isn't just a saying: I write a great deal. Even on days like today, when my brain refuses to focus on any one thing, I will get considerable writing done. Just do it, right?


When I'm in chat over at Forward Motion, I often use the 'write 100 words' method of working. It's a relatively easy and painless way to make progress. I announce I am going to write 100 words on the latest WIP and then come back and talk for a moment, then leap again.


Those two paragraphs there equal 100 words. That's not so much, right? Do it ten times and you have 1000 words. Of course, there are tricks to it, even so. First is to always remind yourself that you are working on a first draft. First Drafts are a gift of the writing gods. They allow you to get the story down and fix it later. Take advantage of it. Embrace it and let yourself fly with the words. They aren't set in stone. You can fix anything later. In fact, as I've said before, the only story you can't fix is the one you never write. Or finish, for that matter.

The second trick is what to do when you can't seem to move forward at all. There are several things you might try:

1. Skip the scene and come back to it later. Even for linear writers like me, moving ahead by a scene will sometimes help. Sometimes it turns out you don't need the scene after all. Other times you only need to see what comes next to figure out what is needed in that spot.

2. Try a different story, notes, world building -- whatever. Move away from the story for a few hours or a day and work on some other bit of writing. It's amazing how well this works to break up a problem that had stopped you.

3. If a new shiny is calling to you and you can't concentrate on the older story, don't abandon it. Give yourself a goal of X number of words before you can work on the new story. 500 to 1000 (depending on how much you usually write each day) is a good amount. You'd be surprised how well the 'hold out the carrot' trick works for writers. Even better than treats, sometimes, though chocolate is always a good second inducement.

4. Spend some time with writers. You can do that via Twitter (#amwriting is excellent), or someplace like one of the Forward Motion Chat rooms, though we are not always talking about writing. Bring it up and we usually leap into the discussion. Sometimes just talking about writing can get a person motivated again.

5. (ADDED LATE) There is one more problem you might have and that is insufficient planning.  I don't mean you have to outline, but if you don't know what you want from a scene or a story, you are going to have a harder time getting to The End.  Throwing scenes together does not make a story.  They need to build on each other, so having a least a list of 'this problem leads to this problem' will help. 


Last, though is an important reminder -- have fun. You don't have to be writing if you don't enjoy it. That doesn't mean it is all skipping down the yellow brick road and singing, fun. There will be difficult, and even painful, passages to write. You will write dark scenes that you dread. However, you need to want to write them and to enjoy the process and end result. Otherwise, there are far better pastimes to take up.


Only you can write the story you want to tell. No one else can do it for you.


Go write your 100 words.

Tuesday, March 08, 2011

Happy Birthday to me


Today is my birthday. Since I knew I wasn't going to have any celebration, I decided to do something for me. I've worked hard on Kat Among the Pigeons, and it still almost didn't get done and up in time. However, the book is available at Smashwords for $1.99, and I hope people will give it a try. It's a fun book! And remember -- even if you don't have a Nook or Kindle (or other ebook reader), you can still read it as a PDF or online. I hope to have a few sales today, just as my own form of celebration.




About the novel:



Kat and her boyfriend frantically fight the enemy with the aid of a lazy tom cat, an African gray parrot who only speaks in verse, and a wise-cracking cockatiel with a bad attitude.



She's trying very hard not to think the world is doomed.



Kat Among the Pigeons

http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/45956



And the second half the gift to me is also done. This is something that I have been working on for a full year with two other authors. I am happy to announce that the conspiracy is ready:



A Conspiracy of Writers

http://www.aconspiaracyofauthors.com/



ACOA is only the barebones of the site so far, but it will grow. We have a plans for newsletters, contests, games, reviews and more. The other two authors are preparing work to go to our editor and up for publication, but I am blazing the way with several of my own pieces.



Eventually, the site will have its own storefront, but for now we're redirecting our sales to Smashwords and the Nook and Kindle sites.



I am really very happy with both of these. I think people will enjoy Kat Among the Pigeons, and I believe that ACOA is going to be a wonderful and fun publishing site when I get more of the odd things added in.



I hope you'll check them out!

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

I survived!

From For Blog


Hello

Yes, I am alive. Really. I've just had a few weeks of misery and work, which is never a good combination. The misery came in two forms. First was the return of some nasty cold weather that just sapped my strength. I was ready for spring, had gotten a taste of it, and then the snow and cold returned.
The worst problem, however, was a horrendous pain through my neck that made it almost impossible to turn my head or to sleep. Not a good combination, but after a week it mostly cleared up. Still a bit sore and I'm careful not to do any sudden turns and such, but I have faith it's nearly gone.
This after nearly two months of horrible back problems. I've just been cursed this year.

On the other hand, I do have two new short stories out at Smashwords for $0.99:

A Ride Through Hell and Back (Fantasy) :
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/44408

Stand the Line (Science Fiction):
http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/44568

The new issue of Vision: A Resource for Writers is done and posted, so I'm good there. And my, I love the new Joomla version. So much neat stuff to play with!
http://www.visionforwriters.com/

Kat Among the Pigeons is very nearly done. I should be working on it right now, but I haven't had the chance to post in so long that I thought I had better do one (copying to both LJ and Blog) before I forget how to post. If I can get a few things done off my list, I might even have the final draft done tonight. Then another read and possibly a few pre-production copies out for reviews. Kat is my birthday present to myself (next week), and to fulfill a promise I made to myself last year. I think I'm going to make it. (Cover Art. Must finish Cover Art -- another thing to add to the list.)

It doesn't help that I am being side-tracked by Vision. I am starting to get the back issues in, and that's going to take a LOT of time, but it's so much fun to tag them and get them in the right sections. I have to get my focus back where it belongs today and get caught up on other things.
Work. So much work to do and so little time. I best get back to it!

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Sample Sunday: Kat Among the Pigeons

From Plants


This is from a novel that should be available in early March.  I hope you enjoy the little section I've posted here.

About the book:

Katlyn is a member of a fae clan that guards the line between human and magical lands, a secret she has trouble hiding from her new human boyfriend even before she unexpectedly finds the fate of the world in her hands.


She isn't magically strong (and unlike other fae who understand all animals, she only caught birds and cats -- not a good combination). However, when she isn't able to reach other fae for help, Kat and her boyfriend frantically fight the enemy with the aid of a lazy tom cat, an African gray parrot that only speaks in verse, and a wise-cracking cockatiel with a bad attitude . . . and she's trying very hard not to think the world is doomed.

 
 
 
When we got a block away from the shop I opened the cage and let Gaylord come and sit on my shoulder. He looked around, nodding.

"So this is the real world, huh? Doesn't seem so bad. What's the white stuff?"

"Snow. Water so cold it's frozen."

"Gah." He did a little mock shiver and jumped down on the steering wheel, holding on tight as I turned left and right.

"The snow will go away soon. But you're going to be in a nice warm house, anyway. The world's not safe outside for small birds."

"I'm tough. I can --"

A semi went through the intersection in front of us. Gaylord screamed, threw himself backwards off the steering wheel and tried to bury himself in my jacket. I fought very, very hard not to laugh.

"You can come back out," I said. "The truck is gone. But those are the sorts of things you'll see out in the real world."

"I'll stick to a cage," he said, his voice muffled.

But he came back out a while later and cautiously held to my shoulder. I drove at a nice, sedate pace, enjoying the calm.

As we went past Mrs. Hale's house he saw cats and made some rather rude sounds.

"Be nice. Those are some of my friends."

"Friends? You have a pet cat and cat friends? What kind of weirdo are you?"

"The kind who can speak to cats and birds."

"Oh, that's got to be great," he said. "I can imagine what the cats have to say. Could you please hand me that cute little bird there, if you don't mind? It's just far too much trouble to leap up and grab him."

Well, he had that remarkably right.


We started up the hill and headed toward my house, and as the place came in view I found David's car parked in front, and David sitting on the porch swing, reading the paper.

He'd come back!

"Into the cage. The human doesn't know about me and birds and cats."

"Ah. Okay. Cover me up, will you? I felt cold going from the shop to the car."

"No problem."

I hastily got him into the cage and put blanket over the top.



(Snip for story content that shouldn't be read out of context.)



"Hey, you with the hands. It's friggin' cold out here, you know."

"Sorry."

I took the blanket off the top of the cage and carried Gaylord across the room to where Shakespeare sat. The larger bird stared when I brought Gaylord out of the cage and put him on the perch next to him. He even sidled away a little.

"Ah come on, big guy. I took a bath today," Gaylord said in parrot.

Well, Gaylord did have Shakespeare's attention at least.

Outside David hit the horn several times.

"So what's wrong with the creep?" Gaylord said shaking his head.

"He's not --" I started to say he wasn't a creep. But actually, at the moment, he was. "This isn't all his fault. He won't be around for much longer."

"Yeah, whatever. Just make sure he doesn't mess with me," Gaylord said, clicking his beak several times. "The guy is odd, you know?"

"I know," I said. "Don't worry. Can I trust you two not to get into trouble if I leave you out?"

"Hey, I'll be a perfect angel," Gaylord said.

I didn't know if I should believe him or not. I ignored the occasional horn blasts, and worked hard at curbing my anger. At least he hadn't brought Aletta along, which cheered me up a little. I put food and water out for both birds, smiling to see the way Shakespeare checked out what I had given to the smaller bird.

"Hey, how about a little food for me, too," Cato said, walking into the room and jumping up on the chair nearby.

Gaylord landed on my arm and leaned down over Cato's face. He fluffed out his feathers and half raised his wings.

"So, you're the cat, huh? Think you're hot stuff do you, Mr. Fuzzy? Well don't mess with me, cat. I'm faster than you'll ever be. And you're never going to fly, butterball. So don't even think about trying for me."

Cato watched the little bird twittering away, his head tilted slightly. Gaylord snapped his beak a few times and stopped. Cato glanced back at me.

"So this is him, huh? Cute little guy," Cato said.

"What did he say?" Gaylord demanded, staring the cat in the face.

"He said you look very dangerous," I answered.

"Good."

Content that he ruled the roost, so to speak, Gaylord climbed back up on the perch with Shakespeare, who still eyed him with open speculation. I trusted them both, but I did whisper a little spell to keep them from going at each other if something set them off.

Wednesday, February 02, 2011

Choose your own path

From 2011-01-28


Always remember this: Not everyone works the same way. In fact, I've yet to find two writers who do work in exactly the same way. Keep that in mind when you go off reading blog after blog about what you MUST do to be a good writer. The only thing you must do is find the combination of things that will help you write a good story. The blogs you read are telling you what has worked for one or more people in the past. Don't be afraid to try some method that might appeal to you. If you found a way that works for you, that's great -- but for most writers, the path is not entirely clear on how to get from the spark of an idea through the first draft -- never mind the rest of it. And even if you find something that works for you the first time, chances are that you're going to need to try something different for some other story.

The one thing I see repeated over-and-over again is writers saying they're afraid they haven't gotten it right. Here is one thing I always keep in mind and something I have been telling people for years:

The only story you can't fix is the one you never write.

And that means writing it to The End. If you go kiting off to something new because the story isn't working, then you never learn how to fix those kinds of problems -- including abandoning work because of an obvious plot problem or abandoning it just because it no longer interests you. Why doesn't it? Figure it out. Work your way through problems. Find out what went wrong and do your best to fix it, if not in reality, at least in your mind. Study the stories that go wrong, because you will learn more from them than you will from any story you breeze through without a problem.

Writers also need to remember to run wild with their imaginations. A first draft is the place to experiment. Even if you use an outline to get the basics down, that doesn't mean you shouldn't be open to new ideas while you write. Most people know that I write outlines -- often quite extensive ones. But if you have been in chat with me while I write, you will often see a 'Oh, I need to change that' or 'I need to add that' while I'm in the midst of working. I know what I want for the opening, the middle and the end, and I can wander off the path all I want along the way. Having an outline is a roadmap. It tells me where my character is going and how long it will take him to get there, but it doesn't tell me exactly what he's going to see, say or do. There will be detours and side trips. If I have no idea where the story is going, the trip is likely to wander all over the place and not build any coherent, exciting story line. Little pieces might be interesting, but they don't always meld into a coherent and exciting whole. I might as well be writing a series of loosely related short stories.

Many people can have a good idea of where they are going in a story, even without an outline, and keep the plot and ideas in their minds as they write. I, however, don't want to risk losing the fire that first called me to the story, so I get down as much of the story as I can. I play with that idea, arrange, rearrange, add and delete until I have the shell of what I want.

However, an outline only provides a simple guideline. I know what to aim at but that doesn't stop me from experimenting. It doesn't even stop me from changing the outline if something moves in a new direction that works far better than what I'd done before. I'm free to experiment because I am working within at least a shell of what the story is about. If the story doesn't have that shell, I'm more likely to go wandering off into areas that really have no true connection with the storyline. They looked interesting, but they really belong to a different story. When ideas like that leap up, I write them down and plan to do something with them later. I have THIS story to tell right now.

So even if you're running wild with your story, be sure to keep an eye open for those cliffs. You don't want to find yourself running right off the edge. It can be hard climb back up to find that path again.