A terrible list
This is a pretty terrible list. I'd say at least half of it is self aggrandizing bullshit. http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2011/dec/18/fifty-literary-life-robert-mccrum
Labels: Cullen's graduation, writing
Writing, acting, knitting, raising a family and learning to live with intracranial hypertension, aka pseudotumor cerebri
This is a pretty terrible list. I'd say at least half of it is self aggrandizing bullshit. http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2011/dec/18/fifty-literary-life-robert-mccrum
Labels: Cullen's graduation, writing
You may have heard the rumor that the entire writing staff of the Walking Dead has been fired and the showrunner is planning to hire a couple of freelancers and write the whole thing himself. What does this mean? Can it be done? Didn't Aaron Sorkin already do this? Kay has all the answers. A must read if you're interested in television writing.
Labels: writing
This article is about non fiction writing but it certainly applies to fiction as well.
Labels: writing
Tiger Beatdown has an awesome post about Sei Shonagon and women's writing. So much to love here!
Labels: writing
This story was all over my Twitter feed today. I'm not ashamed to say it made me cry. I'm not the only one, several people I follow said the same thing, that it made them cry.
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I sent a query letter to an agent at the beginning of 2008 then went to work on another project. I know you're supposed to query widely but I get easily confused and wanted to do one person at a time. A couple of months later I got a request for a partial, which turned into a request for a full, which I sent in August of 2008. Then nothing. I sent a couple of status checks, the first after six months I think, maybe the second after a year, and never got a response.
Labels: writing
Trying to start a new project that doesn't want to start. I've tried three different beginnings so far and none of them are what I want. This is something that came to me while I was getting my CT scan the other day. Maybe it's not ready to start yet.
Labels: writing
In honor of my project for script frenzy, which is about a teenager trained to be a zombie hunter, I present a post from Meg Cabot's blog called Teenage Zombies. I was particularly struck by this advice:
The other problem with the movie is that the music is kind of dopey and the special effects aren’t that scary and everyone is always like, “Wait, we have to go back.”
Why does everyone always say that? There’s no reason to go back. Really. Ever. Just drive forward.
That fantastic advice doesn't just work for films, or zombie hunting, or fleeing from zombies; it's also perfect writing advice. Don't ever hit the back space. Don't go back and delete anything you've written. Don't think you're just going to edit one thing and then go on. Instead write a note to yourself about what you think is wrong and go on from there. I've actually written as many as 11 thousand words and decided they weren't working for me, written a note like @@this books should really start here@@ and forged on with whatever direction seems better.
I am only talking about first drafts here. If you're doing a rewrite you're probably going to need to stop and go back from time to time. But I find that even when I'm doing my rewrite I need to forge ahead to a degree. I can bogged down just doing the first reading of my first draft and start trying to fix things. I really need to read the whole thing through while making notes then tackle it and whip it into shape.
I got up this morning and had a headache, which makes about eight days for this particular headache. We're switching my medicine for the intracranial hypertension and I'm kind of hoping that I'll get used to it and my headache will go away. If it doesn't I'll have to go back to my old regime, which is playing holy hell with my blood sugar.
Cullen, who is only going to be a teenager for a short time as he is turning 19 this week, doesn't always get normal mother of teenager questions from me. Sure I ask him where he's going and when he's coming home when he goes out, just like I tell him where I'm going and when I'm coming back when I go out, because it's the polite thing to do, but the really hard questions are entirely different. Take these that I just asked him:
Labels: writing
Neil is signing and selling 100 of his black t-shirts to raise money for the CBLDF. The entry before this one has more details.
Labels: Neil Gaiman, vehicles on fire, writing
There are a lot of ticks out this season. I went to the doctor on Thursday and Chris ran around in the woods, climbing over fallen trees and trudging through the swamp muck and got two ticks. He's gotten one earlier after doing some yard work for a friend so total was three in one day. Which is you know, more than the entire family has gotten in the preceding ten years...
I posted a comment to this thread at Miss Snark's earlier today. I was responding to someone who said that it's cruel of Miss Snark to get our publishing hopes up when 98% of us can't even write a query letter, which of course means we haven't a hope in hell of writing a decent book.
Labels: beginners, Miss Snark, writing