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Flash! Fiction

Yesterday was a pretty cool day for me. For one, my brother and his wife moved up here from California and arrived yesterday. One minute I’m tapping away on my laptop, the next someone’s knocking at my door and lo and behold, it’s MY BROTHER AND HIS WIFE!

Nick and I haven’t lived in the same state for twelve years, so to actually be close enough to see each other often is a rare treat for us. We’ll see how long it takes before we’re bickering just like normal siblings.

While I was helping them unpack, I received a thrilling email: A very short story I wrote will be published in a literary journal next month!

Line Zero, the journal publishing my story, is an emerging print journal dedicated to the arts. The managing editor, Renda Dodge, is also the municipal liaison for Seattle’s NaNoWriMo, so I’ve known (of) her for a few years.

They sponsored a flash fiction contest with the prompt “Avarice,” giving applicants 300 words and 24 hours to come up with a story. I wrote one that I had a lot of fun with…And I won!

This is a big deal for me. I have a lot of respect for that journal, and I think it was a fun writing prompt (how can you not have fun with avarice?!) so you can imagine the happy dance I did when I found out I won.

I’ll share the story on my other website as soon as the journal comes out, along with links to purchase a copy of the journal if you’d like to read some other really fun stories and look at pretty pictures.

Winning a contest and getting to see my brother. I doubt I’ll be topping yesterday anytime soon!

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The Perils of Being Fast

I read a fascinating Slate article today on how to write faster. This is, either fortunately or not, something I never struggle with.

Blogging helped me learn how to write quickly, for one. Blogging is a terrific way to hone writing skills, because it’s almost always really easy to write a blog post when you’ve got one roiling around in your brain. NaNoWriMo helped too, because you have such a huge daily word requirement that you have no choice but to just get stuff on the page.

So how fast is fast? I’d consider myself a fast writer. I can consistently churn out about 1,000 words per hour, but this number can go up or down depending on how much research I have to do. If writing was all I did every day, I could conceivably write a handful of novels and short stories every year providing my fingers and supply of ideas held up.

Still, there are pros and cons to writing fast. On the pro side, if you have a short attention span (like me, and almost everyone I know who’s my age {darn Internet, making it easy to access short, easy-to-digest morsels of information}) it’s much easier to stay engaged and interested in a story if you’re able to write it quickly. Plus, it’s a huge rush to complete an entire novel in a month or two. I met people at the writer’s conference earlier this month who’d been writing their books for years. I was almost a little afraid to tell them I wrote my first draft in a month.

On the con side, quantity doesn’t always equate to quality. The more I learn about writing, the more I realize this. For example, the value of an outline. I don’t outline, as a rule. I like to meet my characters, get them in trouble, and then watch how they get themselves out of it. It’s fun to write this way, and can lead to some surprising twists.

However, this also means I end up with some pretty ragged first drafts. Take the novel I’m working on right now, Enemy Accountant. I wrote the first draft last November, and now I’m “revising” it. And by “revising” it I mean I’m rewriting the whole freaking thing because I know I’m capable of telling the story so much better and I’m unwilling to send it off to agents and publishers when it’s anything less than the best I can possibly do.

One could argue that my first draft has become my outline. Bob Mayer has a great quote about this, he says, “I would offer that all writers outline. Some just write a really extensive outline called the first draft.”

My writing style is consistent with my personality type, though. I’m a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kinda person, whose spontaneity works out great sometimes and gets me in huge trouble at other times. I admire people who think things through and have a perfect plan and know exactly where they’re going with their writing. That’s just never going to be me.

So I guess it’s a good thing I write so dang fast. This way I can just proliferate bunches of mediocre first drafts every year, and then spend the rest of my time cleaning those drafts up and rewriting them entirely. This makes me feel like a crappy carpenter who’s perpetually measuring once and cutting twice, but hey. It’s working for me so far.

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Biding My Time

Two weeks from today my left foot will be free from Boot Penitentiary and I’ll regain the ability to do cool stuff like walk quietly, sit on the couch without my foot going to sleep, and exercise!

Still, I’ve been in the boot for four weeks now and I hate it. It was all fun and games when I was all, “Ha ha, this is my first broken bone” but now I just want to be able to walk across the house without feeling like a dang pirate, y’know?

Also, I’m keeping the weight off but I’ve noticed a gradual…softening…going on. All my hard-won muscles are melting back into chub and it’s driving me bananas. I mean sure, I could keep going to the gym to exercise my arms and core, but I very much dislike weight training and it’s just too frustrating to go to the gym and only get to do the stuff I don’t really like doing.

Instead of going to the gym, I’ve been waking up early to write. It’s been nice. I hobble to the kitchen, brew some coffee, and then write my little face off until 8 AM, when it’s time for me to start my day of stay at home mothering.

There’s a plus side to everything, I suppose. Flabby arms in exchange for progress on my novel? Meh, I guess I’ll take it. I suppose my stomach muscles are going to be destroyed by Future Baby anyway so I might as well get used to it.

This is yet another reason I’m waking up early to write. Newborns don’t afford many opportunities to sit down and write, so I’ve got to do it now while the getting’s good. I think it’s absolutely realistic to write a novel and finish revising my current book sometime in the next few months, don’t you agree?

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Screw This, I’m Winging It

It’s funny, I missed out on all the BlogHer madness this year because I was at a writer’s conference but now I’m writing a post-conference post just like everyone else. I’m just so trendy right now I can barely even stand it.

In case you missed my post last week, I’ve spent the last four days at the Pacific Northwest Writer’s Conference. This was my first conference and it was, for the most part, exactly what I expected it to be. I took an obscene amount of notes, learned a ton, felt encouraged as a writer, and met some new author friends. All good times.

What I wasn’t expecting was to feel so much ambition thrumming in the air. The other writers at this conference were hungry. I even had one guy say to me, “Are in this for the honor or the money? Because me, I’m in it for the money.”  Fancy that.

There were literary agents and editors at the conference, and these poor people had to run around the conference with AGENT or EDITOR written on their name badges, basically turning them into lights at night in the middle of a moth enclosure at the zoo. I can’t even imagine how many pitches these men and women had to listen to.

Speaking of pitches, I had no idea how important a writer’s pitch is but be ye not so misinformed: A pitch is a big deal. There were three separate sessions at this conference dealing with how to write and deliver a pitch to an agent, that’s how big of a deal it is. I wrote my pitch before the conference, then took the sessions and re-wrote it about ten more times.

Imagine this: I have ten minutes before my agent meeting and I’m wolfing down a stale sandwich I bought from Tully’s while furiously scribbling all over my notepad, trying to incorporate some feedback I got minutes ago. Five minutes before my meeting I have no idea what I’m going to say so I pop a piece of gum in my mouth and decide, “Screw this, I’m winging it.”

And I did. And it worked.

I met with an extremely decent human being who is a literary agent and she was very kind. It set me at ease and I just started talking about my novel (Enemy Accountant, if you’re curious) and it came out sounding relaxed and interesting. She gave me her business card and asked me to email the whole manuscript to her. I thanked her and then commenced clutching that business card for an hour straight because I was afraid it would plumb fly away if I didn’t.

Just in case you’re not of the publishing world, an agent’s job is to get publishers interested in buying your book. If they do manage to get a publisher interested, they help negotiate the contract in your interest and advocate for you throughout the publishing process. It’s a very, very good thing to find an agent who loves your work.

So, now I have two agents interested in my novel. And a head full of new writing tricks to try. And, oh hey there manuscript I wrote a few months ago. Let’s get you spiffed up and ready for your date with these agents who are interested in meeting you…

If you need me, I’ll be eyeball-deep in revisions.

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Pleased to Meet You

Sometimes you start a blog post and get a few paragraphs into the thing before you realize it’s all crap and start over again. That happened just now, but you’d never know it because a blog is very unlike a white board.

I apologize for rambling, I’m just a tad nervous. You see, I’m heading out to a writer’s conference on Thursday to rubs elbows and mingle with whole heaping bunches of other Pacific Northwest authors. I’ll be in seminars all day every day for three days, pretty much just coming home to shower and sleep.

It’s going to be…A lot of work, but hopefully worthwhile. I’m hoping to make some new friends, learn some new tricks and skills, and maybe (just maybe) avoid doing anything I can gleefully blog about afterward (meaning, I hope to avoid making a total donkey of myself).

For now, my whole job is to work on my pitch and find a place to get some business cards printed. I think networking will go a lot easier if I have some nifty business cards printed up. Here are some designs I’m thinking:

  • Unicorn and a kitten hugging in the background of the card, with my name written in swooping font. Nothing says “Blurb my book someday” like a unicorn hugging a kitten.
  • Black background with slate gray writing. Because dark colors = serious author.
  • A white card with just my name and nothing else, ala Daniel Ocean in Ocean’s Eleven. It wouldn’t be spectacularly helpful, but it would be pretty cool.

How about you? Got any business card or networking tips for me?

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