Yesterday was the first day of our vacation. We all needed it as it has been a busy year for my family. The Physicist's work and travel schedule is tripling. The Teen officially graduated from High School which mean seriously busy days leading up to that moment. And I've been busy revising my book--more like noodling the changes and moving a bit slowly as I try to meet this editor's expectations.
So between real life and my fictional one, we haven't had much together time. With the Teen leaving for Auburn University in August, this is our way to spend quality time with her before she begins her big adventure.
We're spending the first part of our vacation at Disneyland and California Adventure. In a way this is a surreal visit for us because we're use to the Disney World complex and staying on property at the resorts. This is much different, yet eerily the same.
Yesterday we traveled via plane to Anaheim, CA. Flying used to be fun. Now I consider any flight that goes up and stays in the air and successfully lands a great flight. There are minor annoyances like no water, later first flight officers, weather issues, baggage carousels getting jammed--but those are just gnats.
We have arrived!
We checked into our hotel -- the Doubletree Hilton in Anaheim which is about a mile from the parks. Once we were settled in our mini suite, we walked over to the theme parks with lots of other princesses and pirates and monsters. First up? Disneyland. We had no specific plans, just meandered and hit the rides we'd never heard of and revisited It's A Small World which was fun. The biggest difference between that ride and the Magic Kingdom's ride was the movie characters were in every country as well. This enchanted us and we enjoyed watching the little girl riding in the boat in the seat in front of ours because she was thrilled.
Sleeping Beauty's castle is smaller than Cinderella's, but it is also charming because you can tour inside it's walls and see the story played out in various dioramas. And best of all, we got to see someone propose to his girlfriend in front of the castle. Very cool and we'd welcome that lad into our Disney loving family in a heartbeat.
We rode Mr. Toad's wild ride and bummed around New Orleans Quarter--which made the Physicist and the Teen salivate, but my shellfish allergy makes it difficult to eat in places where jambalaya and gumbo and crab are served. So we exited Disneyland and went to Downtown Disney to eat at Catala: a Spanish tapas style restaurant which was divine. Afterward, we wondered into California Adventure park and got a lay of the land. We rode Ariel's Grotto ride and the attention to detail was amazing. The Physicist and the Teen rode the swings (I can't--major vertigo from going round and round and round). But I found a little wine cellar place with different style restaurants and picnics so I was happy to sit while they explored.
Today we'll be more targeted. We're going to California Adventure and riding the rides we've never experienced. We may hit The Matterhorn at Disneyland if it is open. And tonight we're watching Fantasmic. Sometime in between we'll rest up, maybe hit the pool at the hotel for a dip and a nap.
Meanwhile, despite the holiday, I am still brainstorming and noodling my story and what has to be done to give it deeper emotion and a more global voice.
Stay tuned! The Glover Family Vacation Adventure is just beginning!
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Friday, June 1, 2012
California Dreaming--Dare I Buy a New Bathing Suit???
I've been busy working on the revisions and I've been preparing for our trip to California. The blog has been gathering dust as a result. But the good news is that I have finally spoken with the editor who wants to work with me and she's excited about the changes I've made to my manuscript. And she told me to relax and take my time to get the story right. I'm so relieved. Now I can mull the story, visit with my characters to make sure they are telling me everything I need to know about the story (again), and I have much to do before we leave for California.
The biggest thing I've had to do is shop for clothes and--and--and--the hardest article of clothing to buy was the new bathing suit. I admit it. I have been wearing the same bathing suit since Darling Teen was in the third grade. She graduated from high school this year and I had to face reality. Lycra can only stretch for so long before it loses its snap back ability.
The dreaded day had come. It was time to face the four hundred bathing suits and try on three hundred of them to find the ONE that would work. Sigh. I went to my favorite el cheapo place to shop--TARGET--and braved the daunting challenge. I and a dozen other women of various shapes, sizes, and ages battled to find THE SUIT. I found some cute tops and then couldn't find the matching bottoms in the "I AM TOO BIG TO WEAR A BIKINI" Tankini section.
Frustration. Oh, the horribleness of it.
I was about to give up, but I finally found two one piece suits and hauled them to the fitting room. What is it about fitting room dimensions? They are small, filled with other people's discards, and the lighting does little to enhance one's features. And the mirrors? I think they are funhouse mirrors that are designed to show every pudgy flaw in one's body.
But I pressed on and tried on both suits. A pink one and a purple one. Hooray!! The purple one fit!! And it didn't make me look like a whale trying to be an eel. Best of all, the "sisters" were properly encased and lifted to a natural degree. So I have a new bathing suit. Yay me. Now I'd like to have a second one, but I don't want to tempt the fates and break my winning streak.
Do you have trouble buying bathing suits? Where do you shop? Are you an El Cheapo shopper or Elite Shopper?
The biggest thing I've had to do is shop for clothes and--and--and--the hardest article of clothing to buy was the new bathing suit. I admit it. I have been wearing the same bathing suit since Darling Teen was in the third grade. She graduated from high school this year and I had to face reality. Lycra can only stretch for so long before it loses its snap back ability.
The dreaded day had come. It was time to face the four hundred bathing suits and try on three hundred of them to find the ONE that would work. Sigh. I went to my favorite el cheapo place to shop--TARGET--and braved the daunting challenge. I and a dozen other women of various shapes, sizes, and ages battled to find THE SUIT. I found some cute tops and then couldn't find the matching bottoms in the "I AM TOO BIG TO WEAR A BIKINI" Tankini section.
Frustration. Oh, the horribleness of it.
I was about to give up, but I finally found two one piece suits and hauled them to the fitting room. What is it about fitting room dimensions? They are small, filled with other people's discards, and the lighting does little to enhance one's features. And the mirrors? I think they are funhouse mirrors that are designed to show every pudgy flaw in one's body.
But I pressed on and tried on both suits. A pink one and a purple one. Hooray!! The purple one fit!! And it didn't make me look like a whale trying to be an eel. Best of all, the "sisters" were properly encased and lifted to a natural degree. So I have a new bathing suit. Yay me. Now I'd like to have a second one, but I don't want to tempt the fates and break my winning streak.
Do you have trouble buying bathing suits? Where do you shop? Are you an El Cheapo shopper or Elite Shopper?
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Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Moving On to New Beginnings
Yesterday the Teen graduated from High School. I thought I'd cry, but I didn't. I cried at the Cast Party because that is where the Teen's friends and life has revolved for all these years. I'll miss the "Crew" and all their running in and out of the house. I'm glad I have been and hope to continue to be their Drama Mama.
But the graduation itself was anti-climactic. Frankly, when there are over 700 students graduating everyone is just relieved when the last person's name is called. It was truly like a well-oiled machine. The speeches were tired and unrehearsed (in one case unprepared) when the officials spoke. The students who spoke did a great job (because they actually wrote speeches and for them this was NEW).
Complete mayhem afterward... 7000 plus people trying to connect with each others, a flurry of photographs while juggling diplomas and programs and coats and books and cell phones, and hasty hellos and goodbyes.
I was glad to get into the car and drive to the restaurant. Even the Teen was glad it was over. All our tears were shed during the Cast Party. I loved her people and I will miss her people. Advanced Production was her home at her high school. And that's what she'll miss.
Now we're off to new beginnings. Next on the horizon for the Teen is her entry into University. I can't wait to watch my War Eagle fly!!
Meanwhile, I'm off to a new beginning as well. I'm returning to the writing full speed ahead. I have to revise the beginning of my manuscript and I have to do it well. The changes will cause a ripple effect throughout the manuscript, but I am ready to dig in and do the work. I'll start revising tomorrow and continue through the weekend. I've promised the Physicist to emerge in the evenings to keep him company, but during the day, I am committed to working.
Because this is what makes me a professional. I've programmed myself to work hard and to get the job done. I've allowed myself ample time to noodle the story and brainstorm the changes. I have given myself permission to be a Mom first this week, but now I am parking my Mom Mobile and getting into my Writer's Wagon. It'll be a long and bumpy ride, but I'm confident I can do this...
I just have to get into the chair and start. So until I finish my revisions, I will be in my cave, hiding... I will emerge on Facebook and Twitter for brief breaths of air and socialization, but other than that I'll be off the Internet.
Wish me luck. Cross all appendages. Drop pennies in a well for me.... I need good mojo!!
But the graduation itself was anti-climactic. Frankly, when there are over 700 students graduating everyone is just relieved when the last person's name is called. It was truly like a well-oiled machine. The speeches were tired and unrehearsed (in one case unprepared) when the officials spoke. The students who spoke did a great job (because they actually wrote speeches and for them this was NEW).
Complete mayhem afterward... 7000 plus people trying to connect with each others, a flurry of photographs while juggling diplomas and programs and coats and books and cell phones, and hasty hellos and goodbyes.
I was glad to get into the car and drive to the restaurant. Even the Teen was glad it was over. All our tears were shed during the Cast Party. I loved her people and I will miss her people. Advanced Production was her home at her high school. And that's what she'll miss.
Now we're off to new beginnings. Next on the horizon for the Teen is her entry into University. I can't wait to watch my War Eagle fly!!
Meanwhile, I'm off to a new beginning as well. I'm returning to the writing full speed ahead. I have to revise the beginning of my manuscript and I have to do it well. The changes will cause a ripple effect throughout the manuscript, but I am ready to dig in and do the work. I'll start revising tomorrow and continue through the weekend. I've promised the Physicist to emerge in the evenings to keep him company, but during the day, I am committed to working.
Because this is what makes me a professional. I've programmed myself to work hard and to get the job done. I've allowed myself ample time to noodle the story and brainstorm the changes. I have given myself permission to be a Mom first this week, but now I am parking my Mom Mobile and getting into my Writer's Wagon. It'll be a long and bumpy ride, but I'm confident I can do this...
I just have to get into the chair and start. So until I finish my revisions, I will be in my cave, hiding... I will emerge on Facebook and Twitter for brief breaths of air and socialization, but other than that I'll be off the Internet.
Wish me luck. Cross all appendages. Drop pennies in a well for me.... I need good mojo!!
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Monday, May 21, 2012
Busy Days and Wild Ways
Life has gotten incredibly busy. The Teen graduates in one day from High School. There have been cast parties, graduation parties, and we've even managed to squeeze in a birthday dinner for the Physicist. Poor man has played second fiddle to the Teen's end of the school year activities for years.
All that changes this year. I thought I'd be sad about the Teen graduating (yes I was a child bride and I had her when I was 13 haha), but I'm excited. Not going to lie. I'll miss her tremendously when she heads to college, but I am ready to give up my lunch lady and morning wake up call duties. Oddly, what I will miss a lot is seeing her perform on stage. I hope she will audition for roles at Auburn University despite majoring in Math. And I will also miss her friends coming over and making themselves at home for countless sleepovers and discussions about life, the universe and everything.
She has great friends. I love them all and wish them well in their futures. I cried during the cast party. And I cried during voice recital. No doubt I'll cry during the graduation ceremony. But they were bittersweet tears. She's grown up. Her friends have grown up. We have done our job and raised her as best as we could. Now we have to trust that she will soar on her own.
So we've had something going on every day since last week Thursday. And we won't get a reprieve until this Thursday. The Teen still needs her Senior year pictures made (the writing's to blame or just our busy schedules but the world didn't fall off the gravitational plane because of our procrastination). We're going to Burritt Mountain Wednesday afternoon to take them. I promise to take pictures with my camera and post them on the blog. I hear it's beautiful up there.
Meanwhile, back in my writing world I've been trying to build a website which got put on hold when the designer wasn't able to come through for me. So now I am attempting to work through it on my own with the Math Genius Teen's help during this summer. I might need a web presence at some point so a little effort here and there will make the difference.
I've also received an opportunity to work on one of my manuscripts with an editor. While it's not a contract, I'm over the moon because having that kind of guidance will help my writing mature. I want to become a better writer and I want my stories to resonate with my readers. I have a quote that I cling to which says "the world is waiting for you to get it right." I'm working toward that goal. All this fabulousness means I have to noodle the story again. Rework the beginning. Play with the suggestions. And I have. But I have approached it very gingerly.
Why? Well, the graduating Teen is partly to blame, but there is also my realization that it will be better to act like a master carpenter while making these changes.
Measure twice. Cut once. Measure again. Build new walls. Then add the details.
I'm trying out ideas. Jotting notes in my little booklet and talking to writerly friends about the first meeting between my hero and my heroine. I'm being patient (ha... can you hear the collective laughter of every single one of my friends, family members and CPs?). Patience isn't my strong suit but I must move slowly. I am considering this writing gig as a road with speed bumps. Each bump is there to slow me down and make me think carefully about where I am going.
I want to get to the destination. I don't want to veer off course. I want to arrive with not just this story worked out properly, but with a master plan for all my stories.
Stay tuned! Things are getting wilder all the time.
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Friday, May 11, 2012
Computer Meltdown & Winner of WORTH THE RISK
A short post to remind everyone to back up their work onto a portable hard drive. I'm glad I did!! My entire computer's hard drive is backed up onto a portable hard drive every day. Good thing I do this because my trusty little laptop Mac is hosed. Yup. HOSED. I can't tell you how painful it has been to watch my Mac slowly die. Yup. Painful. So now it's at the Apple Store where I hope it is fixed SOONER than later, but the truth is I could be without my own computer until next week.
Not a huge big deal except I can't restore my hard drive with all my email contacts, some of them very important like editor and agent email addresses, until my computer is returned to me. Sigh. I have to say, I'm more upset about losing email viability and my instant connection to the Internet. All my lovely bookmarks are -- well -- they aren't on the Physicist's laptop.
So that has put me in a bit of a bad mood. Just a bit. And of course all this happens during my struggle to craft a new story. One which has been giving me fits. And it all happens while I'm taking an awesome online class with Roxanne St. Claire so now it's hard to post my homework. And I'm in the middle of trying to get a website made and posted which means emailing the designer and working from a "blind" position.
Oh, did I mention my WORLD is on the Internet? Yep. I am a slave to it in so many ways. Most of my friends don't live here. The friends I do have here work full time jobs and/or are busy writing so the only contact I have with them is via email or Facebook or Twitter.
Oh, how I miss my tweetdeck. Sigh.
I do have the Physicist's laptop at my disposal, but I feel like an interloper in a foreign land while I'm using it. The keyboard is unfamiliar and the way my hands rest on his bigger computer hurts my wrists. I am, to be honest, bereft.
But at least I will have my hard drive restored to me very soon. Hopefully no later than Tuesday.
And now, because I'd rather celebrate than whine about life anymore, here is the winner of WORTH THE RISK by Robin Bielman.
Congratulations!!
Not a huge big deal except I can't restore my hard drive with all my email contacts, some of them very important like editor and agent email addresses, until my computer is returned to me. Sigh. I have to say, I'm more upset about losing email viability and my instant connection to the Internet. All my lovely bookmarks are -- well -- they aren't on the Physicist's laptop.
So that has put me in a bit of a bad mood. Just a bit. And of course all this happens during my struggle to craft a new story. One which has been giving me fits. And it all happens while I'm taking an awesome online class with Roxanne St. Claire so now it's hard to post my homework. And I'm in the middle of trying to get a website made and posted which means emailing the designer and working from a "blind" position.
Oh, did I mention my WORLD is on the Internet? Yep. I am a slave to it in so many ways. Most of my friends don't live here. The friends I do have here work full time jobs and/or are busy writing so the only contact I have with them is via email or Facebook or Twitter.
Oh, how I miss my tweetdeck. Sigh.
I do have the Physicist's laptop at my disposal, but I feel like an interloper in a foreign land while I'm using it. The keyboard is unfamiliar and the way my hands rest on his bigger computer hurts my wrists. I am, to be honest, bereft.
But at least I will have my hard drive restored to me very soon. Hopefully no later than Tuesday.
And now, because I'd rather celebrate than whine about life anymore, here is the winner of WORTH THE RISK by Robin Bielman.
STEPHANIE JONES!!!!
Congratulations!!
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Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Break Out the Bubbly and the Dark Chocolate: Celebrating Robin Bielman's Debut Novel WORTH THE RISK
Hi Everyone: I can't wait to introduce you to a very special writer friend who has her debut novel WORTH THE RISK debuting this month. Robin and I met during the 2009 MOONLIGHT & MAGNOLIAS Regional Conference. We were Maggie Finalists and sat at the same table. I had so much fun getting to know her and we've kept in touch during the years that have followed. I'm so happy for her about her debut and can't wait to share her writing journey with you all.
Pop*Bubbles*Pour--Welcome to the Veranda, Robin!
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| Author Robin Bielman |
Thanks so much for having me,
Christine! You are awesome to invite me, and I’m so happy to be here.
I'm happy you are celebrating your debut! How did you end up becoming a
writer?
I’ve always liked to write and after I graduated from college I got a
job with a local production company where I wrote commercials, corporate videos
and cable programs. That led to freelance writing when I had my kids, and
finally to writing fiction. I really wish I’d realized earlier that I wanted to
write novels, but it’s always taken me a while to figure things out.
I'm a late bloomer as well. But now here we are: writers talking about writing. What is your favorite genre to
write?
I love to write contemporary and paranormal.
Are you a plotter or do you
follow the muse?
I am a total pantser! I love sitting down to write and letting
my characters lead the way. Since writing WORTH THE RISK, though, I do briefly
outline my stories, just so I have some idea of where I want to go. But that
often changes—and I love when that happens! I love when my characters take me
in a direction I didn’t see coming.
I think you might become a hybrid writer, Robin. A Plantzer as Roxanne St. Claire likes to call the method. How do you relax after a writing
day?
Relax? What’s that? Actually, at the end of the day my favorite thing to
do is curl up on the couch with my hubby and watch TV.
I do, too. It's the perfect way to chill. What do you read? What are your
favorite genres? Who are your favorite authors?
I wish I had more hours in the
day so I could read more! My favorite genre is romance and I’ll read anything
in that genre. I love it all! I also love young adult and women’s fiction. I
have tons of favorite authors in those genres, so how about if I share my two
favorite authors outside of those genres ~ Jim Butcher and Thomas Sniegoski. I
have a major crush on the heroes from both of their series.
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| Gorgeous cover!! |
Oh, I'll have to read their books. Yummy heroes are a definite hook for me! What is your current project?
I recently finished a second novella that features McCall, a character I
introduced in Worth the Risk. (I love him!) And I’m currently revising a
contemporary YA novel.
McCall sounds super divine. I can't wait to read my copy! Where do you get your ideas for
your stories?
My idea for Worth the Risk started with my hero, Dean. I’m a big
fan of Outside magazine and I was reading an article about the Best Jobs
when one on heritage protection caught my interest. I knew right then that I
was going to write a story about a guy with that job, and who loved the
environment more than anything else. Then I came up with Samantha – the girl
from his past that he’s never stopped loving.
Love the way you got that idea. I'll have to start reading Outside just to find new stories. How long were you trying to get
published before you got the “call?”
I’ve been writing fiction for five years.
I love being in my writing cave (I’ve named it Maui) and losing myself to my
characters, but there were definitely days when I wondered if I’d ever get the
“call.” I truly believe things happen when they’re supposed to happen, and this
was my time to happen.
I agree. Everyone has a different path and journey toward publication. How did you celebrate the “call?”
First, I jumped up and down and squealed! Then there were lots of hugs from my
family, tears from my mom (over the phone), and then more jumping up and down.
The next night my hubby took me out to dinner.
Sounds like a lot of fun and excitement. Dinner out with hubby is a great way to celebrate the news. Was the “call” an actual phone
conversation or an email or a snail mail?
It was an email. I was so stunned and
delirious that I had my hubby read it to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. A
phone call with my editor followed. We talked for almost an hour and I couldn’t
stop smiling. He was/is awesome! I felt immediately comfortable with him and he
had such nice things to say about my book. I am thrilled that my first book is
coming out from Entangled Publishing and I hope to contract many more books
with them!
I'm very excited to watch your career blossom with Entangled. Do you have an agent?
I don’t
have an agent – yet!
You will soon! What advice would you give
aspiring writers?
Oh my gosh – I often still need advice myself! I guess the
most important thing is don’t give up. Keep. Going. And enjoy the journey. I
always tried to remind myself that I was lucky that I got to do something every
day that made me happy. Regardless of the end result, time spent writing is a
gift.
I love your take on writing. "Time spent writing is a gift." Very well put. What encouragement can you give
writers who face rejection?
There's a teaching I like to read whenever I’m
feeling down about my writing. It reminds me to keep a positive attitude even
when it’s really hard. It’s a Cherokee teaching called Two Wolves:
One evening an old Cherokee
told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people.
He said, "My son, the
battle is between two "wolves" inside us all.
One is Evil. It is anger,
envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment,
inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.
The other is Good. It is
joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence,
empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
The grandson thought about
it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf
wins?"
The old Cherokee simply
replied, "The one you feed."
Robin, I love that story. I'm printing it out and putting it on my happy wall.
Christine,
thanks again for having me here on the Veranda! You’re wonderful company!
Here's the blurb just to tease you....
Their
love was ancient history...until their paths crossed again.
Samantha
Bennett put Dean Malloy out of her mind five years ago, when he broke her heart
after a summer fling. But now he's back in her life, and ready to steal a
heritage protection contract that could make or break her career--if he doesn't
steal her heart first. Samantha's vowed to hate him, but it's more than anger
heating the competition between them.
With
sparks flying across the conference table and sizzling in every touch, Dean
proposes a weekend liaison. Anything to have Sam again; anything to get her out
of his system. But the unresolved feelings between them complicate both their
personal and professional lives, and one wild weekend could turn into a
disaster that would destroy the one job that means more to Samantha than
anything. For a shot at love...is it worth the risk?
Read the first
two chapters here: http://www.entangledpublishing.com/worth-the-risk/
BUY LINKS:
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Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/worth-the-risk-robin-bielman/1110435291?ean=2940014542326
Robin Bielman lives in Southern California, a bike ride away from the ocean if she’s feeling really adventurous. She loves books and baking and running on the treadmill while watching her favorite TV shows. When she’s not reading or writing her next story, she’s spending time with her high school sweetheart husband and two sons, most likely watching, playing, or discussing baseball. She drives too fast, drinks too much caffeine, and if every day were Cupcake Day, she’d be a happy camper! She loves to connect with readers. You can find her online at www.robinbielman.com or on Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/RobinBielmanWriter and Twitter - http://twitter.com/#!/RobinBielman
And remember, a lucky commenter will receive a copy of Robyn's book WORTH THE RISK!!
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Sunday, April 29, 2012
Flexible Writing (Yoga Optional)
I once met a mother who said she liked me because I was a "flexible" parent. No. I can't do the splits or turn a cartwheel, but I have learned that sometimes rolling with the child's schedule and adjusting the parenting dial of discipline helps me be a better mother.
I wish I could say I am always in tune and know when to adjust the dial, but I am not perfect. Sometimes I just realize that there are too many bumps in the parenting road and I rethink my position about how to handle my attempts to raise a well-rounded citizen of the world.
The same can be said about my writing. I'm a writer. I write stories. I have goals and personal deadlines because I treat my writing like a job, not a hobby. I am a professional, unpaid writer who desires publication. I tend to move forward in a nice, linear fashion when I start my books. I write fast. Messy, sloppy first drafts are my game. I like to get the story out.
It doesn't seem to matter how much I plan, the map is not even a guideline by the time I get to the middle of the book. Things get quite murky and I toss the dang outline aside just to keep writing forward. I've learned I'm better at tearing apart a first draft and finding the real story inside the shell I've created so I'm always itchy to finish my first draft. That's when the real writing can begin.
Last year I set my writing goals. One goal was to complete two books in a four book series. I outlined four books. I had my characters all planned out. I had the story arc for the entire series written out in an overview. I had the first book plotted/outlined and I began writing it in earnest in January. It's "finished" but not really, because I had another project pop into my life that required my setting aside the book I was working on, rethinking the entire series in a new way, and working on a revision for another book.
I had to do the "downward facing dog" of writing yoga and look at everything from a different perspective. I had to be flexible as a writer. Twist my brain inside out and make it work in a new way. The only thing I knew I was capable of doing was the cutting of the debris that was no longer deemed necessary. But once I cut the debris out, would I have a story? Would the characters I had not hung out with for a long while actually come out to play again? I immediately went into "child's pose" and whimpered a bit at the prospect.
Even worse, I had to wait to start. I am not a patient sort, so waiting was very hard. Very very very very very hard. I admit it: I am not good at biding my time. I was actually quite worried about the waiting period. The dominoes of time were falling fast. I panicked. I was very scared I'd fail before I started because I'd lost so much time (my freakish obsession with time is legendary in my family--I'm not allowed to wear a watch when we go on vacation as a result). Thankfully, I have amazing friends and writing partners who encouraged me and told me I had plenty of time. The dominoes slowly reassembled into their neat little timelines during my biding time.
Waiting was actually a good thing. It gave me time to think, mull, ask questions, search my mind for solutions, and cajole my characters out of my noggin. Biding my time meant I could gently tiptoe back into the story while banging out the first draft of the other story I was writing. When I finally sat down to work on the revision, I had a more flexible attitude about the entire process.
When I was in revision mode, I realized that the type of writing I do often impacts where I sit down to write. I can write a first draft anywhere, any time, any amount of words. There are no constrictions to the writing. It flows. I can tune out the people and noises so easily when I am in first draft mode. I can write in airports, restaurants, coffee shops. I just write.
Revisions? Not so easy. I have move around and go to other places inside the house so I'm not tempted to do the "business" of writing--okay, check emails and facebook and tweet. I readily confess that I am great at distracting myself in the cyber world. During revisions, I often sit at a table, in the kitchen area, with my notebook close at hand. I have to think more, jot notes, walk away, come back, sit down, pour tea, anything I can do to trick my characters into telling me more about their story.
It is their story. I know their story. I have it inside me. I'm slowly letting it come out and trying really hard to be patient with my characters. Whenever my patience is tried, I get up and walk away. I adjust my thinking. I return with a new idea and ask them, "Is this what you were trying to tell me two years ago? Oh, okay, I get it. Then I will write it for you."
I also take a lot of showers. No matter what kind of writing phase I am in, I tend to get the greatest inspiration while washing my hair and putting on my makeup.
How do you switch gears between different kinds of writing? Does place or time matter to you? And what brand shampoo works best for you should your go-to method for inspiration be the same as mine?
I wish I could say I am always in tune and know when to adjust the dial, but I am not perfect. Sometimes I just realize that there are too many bumps in the parenting road and I rethink my position about how to handle my attempts to raise a well-rounded citizen of the world.
The same can be said about my writing. I'm a writer. I write stories. I have goals and personal deadlines because I treat my writing like a job, not a hobby. I am a professional, unpaid writer who desires publication. I tend to move forward in a nice, linear fashion when I start my books. I write fast. Messy, sloppy first drafts are my game. I like to get the story out.
It doesn't seem to matter how much I plan, the map is not even a guideline by the time I get to the middle of the book. Things get quite murky and I toss the dang outline aside just to keep writing forward. I've learned I'm better at tearing apart a first draft and finding the real story inside the shell I've created so I'm always itchy to finish my first draft. That's when the real writing can begin.
Last year I set my writing goals. One goal was to complete two books in a four book series. I outlined four books. I had my characters all planned out. I had the story arc for the entire series written out in an overview. I had the first book plotted/outlined and I began writing it in earnest in January. It's "finished" but not really, because I had another project pop into my life that required my setting aside the book I was working on, rethinking the entire series in a new way, and working on a revision for another book.
I had to do the "downward facing dog" of writing yoga and look at everything from a different perspective. I had to be flexible as a writer. Twist my brain inside out and make it work in a new way. The only thing I knew I was capable of doing was the cutting of the debris that was no longer deemed necessary. But once I cut the debris out, would I have a story? Would the characters I had not hung out with for a long while actually come out to play again? I immediately went into "child's pose" and whimpered a bit at the prospect.
Even worse, I had to wait to start. I am not a patient sort, so waiting was very hard. Very very very very very hard. I admit it: I am not good at biding my time. I was actually quite worried about the waiting period. The dominoes of time were falling fast. I panicked. I was very scared I'd fail before I started because I'd lost so much time (my freakish obsession with time is legendary in my family--I'm not allowed to wear a watch when we go on vacation as a result). Thankfully, I have amazing friends and writing partners who encouraged me and told me I had plenty of time. The dominoes slowly reassembled into their neat little timelines during my biding time.
Waiting was actually a good thing. It gave me time to think, mull, ask questions, search my mind for solutions, and cajole my characters out of my noggin. Biding my time meant I could gently tiptoe back into the story while banging out the first draft of the other story I was writing. When I finally sat down to work on the revision, I had a more flexible attitude about the entire process.
When I was in revision mode, I realized that the type of writing I do often impacts where I sit down to write. I can write a first draft anywhere, any time, any amount of words. There are no constrictions to the writing. It flows. I can tune out the people and noises so easily when I am in first draft mode. I can write in airports, restaurants, coffee shops. I just write.
Revisions? Not so easy. I have move around and go to other places inside the house so I'm not tempted to do the "business" of writing--okay, check emails and facebook and tweet. I readily confess that I am great at distracting myself in the cyber world. During revisions, I often sit at a table, in the kitchen area, with my notebook close at hand. I have to think more, jot notes, walk away, come back, sit down, pour tea, anything I can do to trick my characters into telling me more about their story.
It is their story. I know their story. I have it inside me. I'm slowly letting it come out and trying really hard to be patient with my characters. Whenever my patience is tried, I get up and walk away. I adjust my thinking. I return with a new idea and ask them, "Is this what you were trying to tell me two years ago? Oh, okay, I get it. Then I will write it for you."
I also take a lot of showers. No matter what kind of writing phase I am in, I tend to get the greatest inspiration while washing my hair and putting on my makeup.
How do you switch gears between different kinds of writing? Does place or time matter to you? And what brand shampoo works best for you should your go-to method for inspiration be the same as mine?
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