While I don’t mind writing without music, I need it most of the time. I give more than forty of my waking, productive hours to corporations in exchange for a paycheck, which makes it hard for me to shift my focus to something creative. I’m sensitive to music, so I can use it to change… Continue reading
I’m really flattered whenever someone asks me what they should read next. It’s confirmation that I have good taste, but it makes me sweat in funny places. I hate when I choose the wrong book because I suck at quitting a bad one. When someone else recommends one to me, I feel pressured to become a fan about the book, even if it’s not one I end up being crazy about. In order to avoid these awkward situations, I’ve found some great tools to help me evade all human interaction while book hunting.
While filling out the outline for the sequel to Far From Light, I realized I needed to use Excel to track the histories I’d created. I spent the better part of an evening reconciling a “Timeline of the Children of Luthonai” to a real, legitimate timeline of human history. Stupid as they seemed, those idiots… Continue reading
I’m at the PNWA (Pacific Northwest Writing Association) Conference this week. This event is like Gay Pride for writers–so a lot fewer speedos, but everyone is stoked about their alternative lifestyle of colorful characters.
About 35 literary agents and editors are here, listening to all of us desperate writer freaks pitch our super neat stories. I did this last year for the first time. I was so nervous, all I did was read my pitch to agents. I got some requests for samples out of it, so I figured it must not be that bad.
Working with a slightly better pitch this year, I again tried reading to agents. Oh my God, the way their eyes glazed over when I did that. I realized what I look like on the other side of the table: an OK Cupid date who is citing a list of reasons why he is so great. Shoot me in the face.
I had time to talk to a couple more agents, so I figured I might as well try abandoning my rehearsed pitch and just be conversational about my book. I’ve been on a lot of shitty dates, and I won’t lie–many of them were made bad from me spilling word vomit on the table. Reining in that experience, I turned on my charm and tried to get my book laid. SCORE! That’s exactly what they wanted. In just four minutes, those agents figured out my hook, my style, and laughed at me breaking the cussing barrier. I was having an amazing hair day too, which I take as a sign that I was meant to get lucky.
Five agent & editor cards are tucked behind my conference name badge now. Five. I’m probably going to get humbled/rejected by most of them, but I’m walking on water now.
I’ll admit my mind wanders in the gutter so much, it’s more like a fast-flowing canal of dirty jokes and uncomfortable moments in a silent, crowded room, but after spending most of my twenties serial dating, I am good at flirting and selling myself. I recognize when someone isn’t interested and switch tactics or move on to the next target. Here are my quick and dirty dating tips I’ve applied to pitching:
I’m just going to be blunt and say that “writer’s block” is a made-up phenomenon. If you can’t write, it’s because you either don’t want to or don’t know what to write, which then means that your imagination is not stimulating you into the proper state of word-pooping frenzy. Naming it seems to give people… Continue reading
Last month, I finished reading the sequel to a book I’d been looking forward to for a couple years. I wanted to see what other people thought of it when I finished it because I was having trouble putting words to my own opinion. Yeah, and I’m supposed to be a writer. Go, Me! This… Continue reading
This isn’t very useful for anyone participating in NaNoWriMo, as they’ll be writing full stories, but if you’re just now starting to write creatively or if you’re trying to get back in the habit, here is some advice I recently passed along to a couple friends. The hardest part about writing is that you get… Continue reading
People are going nuts during NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). Millions of pages of horse shit are being produced, and from the steaming ashes of that mess, a work or two of incredible brilliance just might materialize. One of the problems people are encountering with the rubbish produced from NaNoWriMo is that it’s a jumbled… Continue reading
I am a twelve year-old girl. I thought I had reached an enlightened stage in the craft of writing when I truly felt I was falling in love with my characters. I believed that was the secret to me understanding them and making them shine on a page. In reality, I was that love sick… Continue reading
I may get eaten by a rabid Tyrannosaurus Rex tonight. My fear of getting clipped by a biker while walking across an overpass and getting knocked into I-5 traffic may come true. Any number of wretched things may happen to me at any given moment in this imagined “timeline” of my life. We all like… Continue reading