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Beta e-book launch!

Saturday, February 13th, 2010

edlex-front-cover-copyAs part of my hands-on research in the world of e-books and self-publishing, I have posted a short multi-format e-book for novelists on Smashwords.com. The Editor’s Lexicon: Essential Terms for Novelists contains over 175 of the most common editing terms I use in the course of my work. I wrote it in response to many clients’ questions about writing jargon, and if it is popular, I will print a physical book this spring.

The Editor’s Lexicon is available for sample or purchase on the Smashwords.com site (link above). I welcome any ideas about this “beta” edition!

Quantifying a year in the writing life

Thursday, December 31st, 2009

Freelance projects finished: 68

Book reviews published: 3

WRAP workshops facilitated: 1

Conferences attended: 1

Days spent on writing retreat: 4

Times E wanted me to stay in bed now, write later:  311

Drafts of novel finished: 3

Submissions: 8

Agent requests for more material: 6

Books read: 54, give or take a few, not counting manuscripts

New novels planned: 1

Moleskines retired: 1

Bones broken: 1

Races finished: 4

I give thanks for good readers.

Sunday, November 22nd, 2009

I’m blessed with some very good first readers. They’re all great writers and editors, and their responses helped me get out of my own head and tell a better story. I’m also blessed with a partner who is not a writer, and as I learned this week, that opinion is worth a manuscript’s weight in gold.

Every writer needs someone to treat the characters like people, and express dismay when they do things that pull their story off track. Every writer needs to know when the novel stops working, even if the reader can’t explain why. Sitting at the breakfast table yesterday, talking over sticky plates, a few leftover pumpkin pancakes and coffee, I learned that when all other revision efforts have failed, the best critiques sometimes look like a shrug, sound like an, “I didn’t get it, sorry,” and are offered with love.

So, now having more or less figured out what an agent was saying when she said the novel comes apart at the end, I am revising it one more time and will resubmit it in December, and send it to other agents if I can. I also have to clean up the synopsis of the next novel, so that while THE IDIOT’S TALE is on submission, I can make progress with something else. But first we have to eat sweet potato casserole and pie. Happy Thanksgiving.

A week of one’s own

Monday, October 19th, 2009

The writing retreat was productive. Lots of people asked me about it, too. But from their questions, though, the meaning of “writing retreat” is cloudy.

It’s not a conference. It’s not a communal affair at all. It was a learning experience–every foray into silence is–but there were no workshops, students, teachers, or classrooms. Here’s what I did upon arriving at the Colonyhouse in Rockaway Beach.

1. Unlock the building, make three burdened trips from the car with bedding, food, clothes, and books.

2. Say hi to beach, eat sandwich.

3. Cut a stack of index cards into fours.moonrise

4. Wonder how many important files I forgot at home.

5. Add some branches to MindNode.

6. Sort music in iTunes for 45 minutes.

7. Run at sunset, discover that the beach has rearranged itself since last year.

8. Take lots of sunset pictures.

9. Take an eternal shower.

10. Eat salty gnocchi dinner while reading Matt Rees’s “A Grave in Gaza.”

11. Call E. Make unstable assertion that we don’t fight over workouts. Get gossip. Say goodnight.

12. Make more MindNode branches.

13. Read dense academic book, in pajamas, under covers, in low light.

14. Wake at midnight with book on my chest.

15. Wake at 12:30 certain there’s a ghost in the house.

16. Wake at 6:30, think “coffee.” Pursue.

17. Make more MindNodes.

18. Fail to make heads or tails of a book on militarization of women.sunset1

21. More MindNodes.

32. Watch pelicans hunt.

38. Do 20 more pushups.

45. Stand over blank newsprint and scattered blank index cards.

55. Say, “Today’s the day,” ask what happens in this nonexistent novel.

56. Answer the question, “What happens?” for two and a half hours in MindNode.

57. Transcribe MindNodes onto index cards.

58. Draw an arc on the newsprint. Write “Beginning,” “Middle,” and “End.”

59. Make another pot of coffee.

60. Arrange the cards.

65. Call E and say I did what I’d come to do.

66. Drive home Thursday instead of Friday, through Tillamook Forest at night, listening to the same song for a hour and 45 minutes, with a plot outline rolled up in the back seat.

Creepy, creaky, beautiful room of one's own overlooking the beach.

Creepy, creaky, beautiful room of one's own overlooking the beach.

…longed for the rhythmic pounding of the surf, and the salty sea air.*

Wednesday, September 30th, 2009
Pacific Street, Rockaway Beach, Oregon

Pacific Street, Rockaway Beach, Oregon

What news? Pending my annual, five-day writing retreat at Rockaway Beach, I wanted to update my blog in grand Internet fashion: using a lot of words to say, basically, nothing much. Reseach on Book 2 continues at a loping pace thanks to Matt Beynon Rees, the prolific former Jerusalem bureau chief for TIME, whose information-dense Website and Palestinian mystery novels are giving me a lot of reading to do.

The weeklong retreat is meant as a turbo-outlining session, which means I ought to know what the novel is actually about in ten days or fewer. However, an agent promised to send revision notes on THE IDIOT’S TALE, and if those show up before I shut down my e-mail for a week, I will instead be knitting loose seams in the novel’s final third — all the while burning palm leaves, chanting quietly, Dear God please let it be good enough.

What other news? I finished my longest bike ever, at 80 miles. I turned the heat on in my office for the first time. E and I made killer fajitas, grilled corn, and mulled cider. Hello, autumn.

* We continue with our nascent endeavor to title every post using narrative cliches.

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