Archive | December, 2011

Feathers and Paragraphs… or Saving our Sanity

26 Dec

How’s your schedule looking for the next week or two?  

Out of whack?
Cluttered?
Crowded?

This time of year, juggling the change up can leave us feeling frustrated if we’re currently in the middle of a writing project.  Feeling torn or cornered can ruin your mood and dampen the day for those around you.  

How can we fix this?  Not by giving up, but by writing a feather, err.. paragraph.

My best-friend-in-law is from Panama.  A friend of his paints scenes on feathers.  A tiny masterpiece.  He brought us one, framed, and I find myself staring at it often. The details are so precise, but not overdone.

As a reader, don’t you find yourself re-reading a particularly well-worded or surprising paragraph?  A little jewel set halfway down the page?

Let’s make it our goal whenever our normal routine is interrupted to paint that feather – a gorgeous, poignant string of words, no more than five to ten sentences where every word is chosen carefully.  Think about it as you go about your day, then steal away 20 minutes to get that  sparkler down. Next week, you’ll see it and celebrate, pat yourself on the back, high five the kitty walking by, and witness the birth of a new scene.

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#wipmadness peeps:  How goes the battle and what do you see for next week?  Also, anyone interested in hosting our check-ins for January?

I fell very short of last week’s goal, only half, so this week I’m only aiming for 1K, with a wee bit of research.  Today is not my own, so one feather paragraph will do just fine.

“Kindly restrict your comments to the weather…”

21 Dec

In Sense & Sensibility, Mrs. Dashwood chastises her youngest daughter for speaking improperly about her older sister’s feelings for Mr. Ferrars, stating the above if she has nothing proper to say.

In writing, beginning with a mention of the weather will kill your chances with an agent.  ”It was a dark and stormy night” = trash can (or the delete button). I repeat, unless you enjoy rejection, Never Ever begin with the weather.  Or a dream sequence.  Ann Collette, a literary agent with The Rees Agency, has begun posting on Twitter her reactions to the first 12 submissions of the day.  Two or three PER DAY are rejected because of weather or dreaming on the first page.

Get past the first several pages or chapters, however, and it’s a whole other ball game.  Weather can add drama, frustration, separation.  Imagine a parent trapped in a plane on the runway as the snow piles up, the claustrophobia building, the crazy loon in the next seat beginning to fish around in his soiled backpack.

What if it’s a person’s first experience with snow?

My desert-born boy, working that shovel last year.

Confused desert kitty. "Mommy, where's my scorpion friend?"

What if the temperature soars into the 100s and the light-headed feeling he/she has builds into heat stroke, causing them to pass out just inside the door at the grocery store?

Saguaro shade can be tricky.

Use weather wisely and it will texture the story with added drama.  It will also keep you out of hot water with your mother, and hopefully with your agent.

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Linking up with Heidi at “Me as a Mom” for Black & White Wednesday.

 Black and White Wednesday

Once More Unto the Photo Album

19 Dec

It would sound much more Shakespearean if Kenneth Branagh said it, but you get the idea.

I’ve been digging around in the family pictures to get a more detailed look at the early 1970s.  Since learning to walk and talk filled my days, my perception of world events, fashions, and trivia is a bit skewed.  Pretty sure naps and doughnuts were high on my priority list.

However, I hit a wall.  Google and Life Magazine can only tell you so much.

Then I remembered, my Tante had sent me photos from her senior year in high school and, BINGO, my main character is heartbroken to be missing the Senior Tea, an event the senior girls dress up for and are waited on by underclassmen.  Tante tells me she borrowed my mom’s car, a Rambler, which I then learned my grandpa bought for my mom as a surprise, “letting” her make the payments.  How… umm… sweet?

Tante is the driver. Wish we'd kept that car!

Practicing for the Rockettes. Love these outfits! Pretty sure I saw Tante's aqua sheath in Macy's last year.

So, last week, research was the name of the game, both of a disease and the time period.  Now, the two have converged and I must work up the courage to contact a doctor about treatments at that time.  I’d rather drink Drano.  (And I blew even more time trying to wiggle around that necessity last week.)

The point is, more research = less words written = only half my goal for the week.

BUT, and this is the point, the words written were SOLID.  Researched.  Content gob-smacked.  No sweeping generalizations here, by golly!

Details are worth the time, yes?  Accuracy is paramount, right?  If you are my friend, you’re nodding right now.  And possibly offering to refill my coffee mug and toast me an English muffin.  Thanks!

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#wipmadness peeps:  Time to check in!  How did you do last week?  And what are thinking for the seven days ahead?

Me?  I’m going to aim for 2,000 words again, though I didn’t make it last week.  Plus I must contact a neurologist with my questions.  Scared!!  Film at 11…

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