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Pure Desire…How bad do you want it?

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Back in February we had the amazing Roxanne St. Claire guest on this blog. Rocki wrote a very inspiring post, but one thing she said stood out. She was talking about a tape she listened to in the early days of her writing and made this comment about romance writing:

How badly do you want it, asks sweet little diabolical goal-setting bestselling goddess Debbie Macomber on her tape.  Bad, I answered her.  I want it so darn bad.

Rocki inspired me to no end. How badly do I want it? How much does my very skin tingle when I get to the keyboard and start to type? How badly do I yearn for it, think about it, desire it? So bad that without fiction writing in my life, I would feel completely empty. My heart would be void, and I wouldn’t know who I was anymore.

I know this for a fact as I stopped writing fiction for over a year after my father died. He had been my hero my whole life. The best man I’d ever known and the man I used as a measure to size all other men up to. I was sure my very soul died with him. How could a soulless, empty shell of a person write about love and passion? I had lived with my father’s cancer, chemo treatments, health ups and downs, bone marrow transplant, pain, and eventual complete deterioration for 2 and a half years. I was sure all the passion was drained out of me.

Write about desire, about longing and the intense grip of the first flush of love? Impossible. All that consumed me was grief.

I even told my husband that I wasn’t going to write fiction ever, ever again.

I convinced myself I didn’t need it. I was doing fine without it. I’d even stopped reading fiction. Non-fiction. Reality. It was all I needed, all I wanted, or so I told myself.

Then one day I happened into a Barnes and Noble while on vacation. There it was on the front display case—the new Julia Quinn book. My heart fluttered. I shrugged. Look away. Fiction isn’t for you. For God’s sake, head to the biography section, Renee. You don’t need that book.

But it was calling to me. Keep walking, I implored myself silently. But just like a new forbidden infatuation that you’re trying to convince yourself you don’t like, I found myself dancing around it, coming back toward it, and staring at it.

Taking a deep breath, I picked up the book—and I knew. I’d broken my vow. I DID need fiction in my life. I did need that escape, that alternative reality, and for romance, that happily-ever-after.

I began to write again. The passion simmered through me. I was alive. And somewhere up above my dad was smiling down on me.

How bad do I want it? Echoing Rocki: I want it SO DARN BAD. Bad enough to live through a dry spell and find my pure desire on the other side. Bad enough to know this is a part of who I am.

How about you? How bad do you want it?

Renee Knowles

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Keeping the Junk out of the Trunk

Monday, June 29th, 2009

Raise your hand if you no longer like bikini season—ME!   

 

Between having two kids and a career that involves sitting on my butt most of the time, I have long given up the rushing thrill of pulling out the summer clothes, and especially the bathing suits.

 

I admit, I’m a bit of a scatterbrain in the sense that my mind isn’t on the fun stuff like housework and exercise, it’s always buried in the next scene or a new idea or how I can incorporate a wacky customer’s mannerisms into a secondary character.  By the time I remember that I hadn’t exercised or gone for that walk I promised myself I would do, it’s time to make dinner or drive the kids to their next sporting practice.

 

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Now, I will say that I do play baseball Sunday nights in a fun mixed league, one hour once a week so I’m not totally horrid but still, the junk in the trunk is getting fuller and its high time I need to do something about it.

 

So, mamawriters and mamareaders—how do you keep the junk out of the trunk and get yourself motivated to eat write—er right—and keep activity level high while trying to get work done from a sitting position without losing the flow of the writing or reading process??

 

 

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My Mama Writing Challenge

Friday, June 26th, 2009

Or something like that. Sorry, my brain hurts. It’s Thursday June 25th as I write this and I’m on day four of a “Book in a Week” writing challenge sponsored by a fellow writer in my local chapter. I pledged to write 15,000 words this week and I’m now at (let me check) 11,913. Not bad, considering it’s summer break and all four of my sons are home from school.

In fact, I’m not sure I would’ve written as much if I hadn’t had their support. Crazy, right? I’d had concerns that I would’ve spent the entire time at my computer listening to arguing and tattle-taling and whining and begging and, well, you get the picture. And, of course, I have experienced some of that but, for the most part, they’ve kept themselves busy.

But what surprises me most is how they’ve been cheering me on. I announced this writing challenge to them last week, thinking I’d get some eye rolls and some complaining, but they jumped right on board with the idea. My two youngest sons have gone so far as to keep track of my word count each day. I had a personal goal to write 3,000 words for 5 days straight, but yesterday I’d stopped at around 1,300. When my son found out I hadn’t met my goal, he said, “Mom, go finish. I want you to win!”

Competitive, much? Not sure where he gets that from. Hmm… Seriously, I didn’t set out on this challenge to win a Starbucks gift card (although that would be nice!). I joined up to challenge myself, to see if I could push myself out of a slump. And I think I’ve accomplished that. I’ve fallen back in love with my WIP (work in progress), especially the hero. Yowza. I’ve got a new sense of accomplishment and confidence. And, after I went back upstairs last night to crank out another thousand words after being scolded by a 10 year old, I think I made my kiddos proud.

Now, back to work! And, yes, I’m adding the words from this post to my word count. No, I’m not competitive in the least. Why would you think that?

Viola Estrella

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Beach Blanket Bingo…?

Thursday, June 25th, 2009

Oh, don’t I wish…

Carlsbad, CA

Carlsbad, CA

I’m packing frantically for our beach trip this weekend. I always seem to have blog posts scheduled just prior to vacation days. Not sure what that means!

But, it got me thinking – while hauling out the beach blanket quilt that my grandmother gave to me years ago. We always called it the snowball quilt – it’s bright green, covered with huge white polka dots, and looks like a bizarre twister game is set to commence! The kids are growing up enough to know that when the blanket comes out, a trip to the beach is upon us. Frenzy. Chaos. Screaming little girls running around, throwing bathing suits in a bag.

“Can we bring the sand toys?”

“Will daddy make the biggest sand castle ever this time?”

“Do we get to hunt for sea shells?”

“Will the grunion be running this year?” (okay, the last one was my hubby – the kids and I don’t take too well to night time beach walks around skittering fish burrowing in sand, spawning all over the soil. That’s more boy territory.)

So, when did these two little munchkins go and grow up on me?

And, with that thought in mind – I let them help decide what to bring. They piled who knows what in their bags (I did a little bit of checking and stuffed in some sweats, dresses, and jeans, but who cares if they match as long as they have enough bathing suits, shorts, t-shirts, and panties to wear!)

We’re beach bound, baby. And I’m about to pack my beach bag with some of my favorite books. Perhaps one or two of yours…

I’ve got:

To name a few… Please name some of your own favorite beach reads for this summer! :)   Whoops! almost forgot my sunscreen!

~Ashley

Special Guest – Carolyn Jewel

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

MamaWriters are thrilled to welcome historical–and now paranormal!–author Carolyn Jewel.  With historicals that garner praise across the board–and a hero in her most recent historical release that earned a K.I.S.S. Award from Romantic Times–as well as a new paranormal that is  getting rave reviews, Carolyn Jewel is a hard-working romance writer who does it all while raising a child.

Help us welcome Carolyn as she talks about how she did it, and asks us all how we do it to!

carolynjewel_color30percentWhen I became a mother, as any parent viscerally knows, and everyone else understands, my life profoundly changed. When I arrived at the hospital that fateful day, I was, to be honest, most involved with thinking that labor was really no fun at all. As I came in, one of the nurses gave me a perky smile and said, “This is going to be the greatest day of your life.”

I thought to myself, She’s an insane woman. This hurts!

But she was right. The birth of my son was and will remain forever, the greatest day of my life.

And, as all parents soon learn, there is a cost– not that most parents think of raising children in such crass terms, especially since what you get back is exponentially more than what you put in. Raising a young child is labor intensive. It’s physically and emotionally draining. Sleep deprivation can take an insidious toll.  Today, when so many women work both in and out of the home, the price of juggling family and job can feel overwhelming.   A parent lucky enough to stay home full time doesn’t have it any easier (just a different set of demands).  While older children do get easier as they become more independent, the worries deepen.

Writing is hard work and boy, sometimes it’s really discouraging. Every writer, like every parent, faces her own set of issues about writing. Some of us struggle most with plot, others with wordiness, or characterization or going off on tangents that have to be reined in. Name your poison. Some of us are plotters while others are seat of the pants authors. One thing writing requires, though, is time to write. And parents tend to be more time challenged than most.

A writer requires support; a partner or family member who supports the need for time to write. Even if you have less support than you’d like or indiscreetfinalless time than you’d like, there are ways to carve out time. Jane Austen describes being interrupted while writing and hiding her efforts under the blotter. Not every writer goes public. Some of us require personal privacy or might be in a situation where she feels the endeavor might be belittled or even sabotaged. Sad but true. You may actually need to protect your writing from others.

For a writing mother, time to write can be carved out during naptimes, or when the children are playing among themselves and not in need of immediate intervention. When children are young, the time available for writing tends to happen in shorter increments. When they’re older, time increases. They’re more independent, involved in more time consuming activities, they are embarrassed that you exist and are glad to have you scurry off to your cave. (Which is when you should not do so!)

Every writer, parent or not, needs to face the issue of what do with the time she does manage to have to herself.  Every minute of writing could be spent doing something else that isn’t writing, and those things can even seem quite important. Well, all right, some of those things actually are important. But come on, use your best judgment. Writers who end up selling are, in my experience, the ones who made the choice to write instead of doing something else. I think every writer has had someone say to them, "I’d like to write a book some day." My usual answer is that books don’t write themselves. If you wait for the time to come to you, you’ll never start your book, let alone finish it.

At sports practices and before games, I sit in the car with my laptop and I write.  At the gym, I use the exercise bike so my hands are free to myforbiddendesireopt1brainstorm in a notebook. I often work during lunch at the day job. Since I already get up at 4:15 a.m., getting up any earlier just isn’t going to happen. For other writers, morning writing is perfect. I get most of my hours in when my son is asleep, pretending to sleep, or when he’s off with friends. My goal is a thousand words a day now, but even at 250 words a day, at the end of a year, you’ll have written a novel. Words on the page gets it done.

Even time-challenged single-parent writers with full-time day jobs can carve out enough time to write until a book is actually done.  Heck, I even managed to write a book when I was a single-parent writer with a full-time day job and in graduate school. Two, actually. I couldn’t have done it without the support of family, and it took me five years, one course a semester, to get my MA, but I did manage it.

I managed because I made choices about where I would spend my “free” time.

So, if you write, what choices are you making? Which ones seem to provide the most bang for the buck? Share your strategies for making the most of the moments you have!

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