Indiana Writing Workshop Wrapup

Continuing education is part of most professions, and writing is no different. I love attending conferences for both of my jobs, and both for the same reason: leapfrogging.

Ordinary learning is step by step. You have an issue, so you try to find an answer.  You look things up, or consult a resource.  You try something and it works or it doesn’t. One way or another, you learn a new fact and apply it to the problem.  It’s a tedious process, and you only learn the answer to the specific issue you were trying to solve.

Leapfrogging jumps straight over those steps. You aren’t looking for one single answer. You’re attending an educational event where answers are shared freely, to questions you have and to questions you didn’t even know to ask. Industry leaders just tell you things…secrets and tricks that make whatever you do better, easier, more current, and more relevant. At the end of the day you go home with a notebook full of knowledge, having leapfrogged in your study of whatever the lecture was about.

Today’s Indiana Writing Workshop was a serious leapfrog.  Writing conferences generally feature two draws: speakers and pitch opportunities.  There are actual agents there that you can schedule a ten-minute window to pitch your book. It’s how I originally connected with my amazing agent Alice Speilburg, and it’s a great opportunity for anyone who’s trying to get a manuscript represented.

Obviously I wasn’t pitching today, but one of my writing buddies did, and she got a request from one of her dream agents.

I went for the speakers, one of whom was…my amazing agent Alice Speilburg.  She talked about the agenting process, what agents do and what they’re looking for, and her afternoon lecture was a leapfrog event on rewriting a manuscript based on reader feedback. She gave us revision tips equivalent to years of struggling alone, trying to figure out how to make sense of the comments our beloved beta readers give.

Marissa Corvisiero talked about publishing options, and about building an author platform with things like…blog posts.  So…hi, everybody. Here’s a blog post.

Thanks to the workshop coordinators, attending agents, and a big hello to all my new writer friends out there.

Keep leapfrogging. The next jump could land you somewhere wonderful.

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Doors Close, Windows Open

You work and practice, honing your craft. You write THE novel. You know the one. That special novel where everything you’ve learned comes together into one solid piece of work.  There may have been many before it, but this one’s ready.

You research all the literary agents that represent novels like yours. You query. They request. You wait and hope.

And finally that glorious day comes when you get The Call.

An agent wants to represent your work.  An actual literary agent believes strongly enough in your mystery novel that she wants to send it out to editors with her name backing you up.

You’ve finally made it.  The door creaks open.

But the mystery doesn’t sell.  That’s pretty common, though nobody likes to talk about it. So you write another one, and your agent helps you craft it into something even more special than the first one. This is THE novel. This is the one.

And it doesn’t sell, either.

Something isn’t working and you both know it, so two years after The Call, you  and your agent sadly agree to part ways.

Devastating. You thought you had it made, and now you’re on your own again. The door slams shut.

But way back when you got that first Call, you had a phone conversation with another agent.  She didn’t offer to represent you then, because she didn’t think that first mystery would sell. The market was wrong.

She was right.

So you reconnect with her.  You send her your newest work.

And this one is special.

She agrees.  You spend an hour on the phone discussing how you’re going to make it better, shinier, more perfect.  And in the end, this agent who proved she understood the market way back when that first manuscript was on the table offers to represent you.  A window opens and a cool breeze blows in.

This time everything is right.

I’m thrilled to announce that I’m now represented by Alice Speilburg of the Alice Speilburg Literary Agency.

The window is open.  Watch what comes through.  beach window

Building Your House: A Plotter’s Story

People love to ask authors how they write their stories.  Most of us fall into one of two loose categories we call “Pantser” and “Plotter.”

The Pantser writes by the seat of their pants. They start with an idea, a scene, a character and see where it goes.  It’s a very open, free way to write, and can result in some very creative surprises as a story evolves. I’ve Pantsed before with good results.

Plotters structure out all the main points of their story before they write a single word of it.  A Pantser scoffs at this, believing it will crush their creative imagination as they write.  My first Plotter book was a mystery, and I’ve been a Plotter ever since.

Here’s why.

Writing a novel is like building a house.

For a Plotter, here’s how that works.  You start with a foundation and a strong steel frame.  That’s the outline.  You continue by putting in walls and floors, doorways and staircases.  That’s actually writing the first draft.  Now it’s time to pretty it up with edits like paint, carpet, furniture, pictures on the walls, and landscaping.

When a Pantser starts building their house, they begin with a can of green paint, eighty feet of copper wire, two big stacks of drywall, a pile of ceramic tile, a rosebush in a pot, and three doorknobs.  They know that all those bits go somewhere in the house, but they’re not sure where.  They start building the house around these elements, propping them up with lumber as they go along.

This can make for a lot of rewrites.  You might get the kitchen all finished off, and realize you just put cabinets in front of the only door to the bathroom. Now you have to go back and pull down the cabinets and rip out the drywall, and completely reorganize where you’re going to put the casserole dishes.  In the course of figuring it out, you’ll have stairs that go nowhere and either have to be removed, or need rooms built around them.  The end result might be a wild, crazy masterpiece of architecture, but it will take a lot of extra work remodeling things that seemed like a good idea at the time, but in retrospect maybe that clawfoot tub really shouldn’t be in the middle of the library.

This doesn’t mean Plotters don’t have to do rewrites.  But if they’ve plotted well, those rewrites will be more along the lines of, “This picture doesn’t work in the dining room.  I think I’ll move it into the office,” and less like, “Why the hell is there a sump pump in my linen closet?”  There might need to be some columns added to support a surprise load-bearing wall, but the rewrites should mostly not require a sledgehammer because you had a strong structure before you started slapping on additions.

I spend months planning a book in my head before I write my outline.  That’s the Pantser part.  Before I ever write a word, I consider every detail of my story that I can come up with.  I can move things around in my head, play up some scenes and gloss over others.  My characters have a chance to come to life in my mind before I spend a hundred pages writing a sassy barmaid only to realize later that she actually needs to be a grumpy old cowboy for the rest of the story to work.  The free, creative spirit that Pantsers value happens before I plot, and this allows me to avoid the dreaded blinking cursor of death when I sit down to actually write my story.

I already know where it’s going.

I can look at the steel framework and know exactly where the kitchen is supposed to be.  Sometimes I end up with an extra roll of vinyl or not enough crown molding, but those are easy fixes.

As I write this, I’m Pantsing a new novel in my head.  My actual writing time is spent on a different novel, but the next one is creeping around in my brain, whispering about double-hung windows and one of those cool kitchen faucets that turn on when you touch them.

But it’s not time for that yet.

First I need the foundation and the frame.

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Are you a Pantser or a Plotter?  Do you build your house from the frame up or start with a neat garden sculpture and a double oven?

Read more writing advice like this in my new release,  Five Minutes to Success: Master the Craft of Writing

Dayton Science Fair Wrap-up

This weekend was the Dayton Regional Science Festival: Super Science Saturday at the Boonshoft Museum.  I was lucky enough to be an invited guest representing the role of science fiction in stimulating young minds to get excited about science.

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I’ve done a lot of events.  Big book events.  Comic Cons. Each one has something that makes it special, but hands down, the Boonshoft event just shot to the top of my Awesome List.

If you’ve never been to the museum, you’re missing out.  Located in Dayton, Ohio, it’s been there for decades, growing, sprawling, changing with the progression of new science discovery.  There’s so much for kids to do, but it’s also got plenty of sophisticated exhibits to keep adults happy.

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I gave a new presentation called, “The Science of Horizon Alpha: Dinosaurs on Different Worlds.  It’s a look at the science part of sci-fi, and we talked about why I don’t have a lightsaber, why I’m not likely to get a cloned dinosaur for a pet, and about all the real-life animal adaptations I stole for the fictional dinosaurs of Tau Ceti e.

Speaking of Tau Ceti, the Boonshoft has a planetarium.  You’ve probably been to planetarium shows before…pre-rendered movies projected on a dome.  They’re cool.  This planetarium is so far beyond cool, there’s not even a word for it.  It’s totally programmable.  The night sky shows they do there are being programmed in real time as the astronomy educator shows you exactly what he wants you to see. He has access to every known star in the galaxy.  So when Joe the astronomer heard I had set my book on Tau Ceti, he asked if I’d like to see it.

Well, yeah.  I’d kind of like that.

He was able to program the planetarium to not just show me where Tau Ceti is (in the middle of the constellation Cetus in the southern sky), but to fly us there, turn around, and LOOK AT OUR OWN SUN AS IT WOULD APPEAR FROM TAU CETI!  We watched the constellations bend as we flew past the other stars…some look pretty much the same, and others are totally distorted from that vantage point.  How many other space travel sci-fi authors can say they’ve seen the stars from their book’s homeworld?  I was so excited I forgot to take any pictures, and that’s saying something.

Oh, and I also got to watch an actual paleontologist removing an actual excavated dinosaur bone from its protective jacket.  He was scraping away rock matrix to expose fossilized bone that hasn’t seen daylight in over 60 million years.  I got to touch actual dinosaur bone.

 

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Comic Cons are cool, but there aren’t any real dinosaur bones there.

I met a ton of kids who are super-enthusiastic about everything science, and met some truly amazing museum staff who were so excited to show off their amazing collections.

Now all I can do is sit and wait, and hope they’ll invite me back next year.

My name is Wendy. I’m an author.

One of the first things you learn after graduating veterinary school is not to tell strangers on airplanes, buses, trains, waiting rooms, or non-vet-related Facebook groups that you’re a vet.  It sounds crazy, I know.  All those years. All that work. Finally get to put “Dr.” in front of your name.  So why not tell the world?

Here’s how the conversation goes if you do.

Me: Hi, I’m Wendy.  I’m a vet.

Random Stranger: Oh my god, a vet? I have a (fill in breed of) dog (or cat or ferret or reptile).  He’s got this (fill in random medical issue or behavioral problem).  What do you think it could be? –Cue: half an hour of trying to avoid diagnosing a pet you’ve never seen, never will see, and can’t possibly diagnose from the stranger’s description of its malady.

That’s the most common response. We also get: Oh, I wanted to be a vet when I was a kid.  –Of course you did.  Most kids do. Vets are the kids who never grew out of that phase.

And we get: Oh, my daughter (or rarely, son) wants to be a vet.  She’s six.  Can she ask you seven hundred questions about your job?  –Yes, I’ll just bet she can.

And my personal favorite: Oh, I had a great dog (cat, ferret, reptile) but the stupid vet couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him and he died.  –Cue: accusing stare.

To avoid the awkwardness of being stuck in these situations, most of us have an alternative answer to the “So what do you do?” question.  Mine has historically been, “I sell shoes.”  There really aren’t a lot of follow up questions to that particular answer.  One of my friends always uses, “I sell insurance,” because nobody wants to talk to anybody about insurance, and she’s guaranteed a nice quiet flight.

Things have changed for me.  My husband is Mr. Gregarious, so we always talk to people we meet on vacations, and our recent trip was no different.  But this time after the requisite “Where are you from?” I didn’t feel the familiar dread.

Random Stranger:  What do you do?

Me: I’m an author.

To begin with, that just sounds so nice.  I’m an author. Not: I’m an aspiring writer.  I’m an author.  I write books and people buy them.  While it’s not how I make my living (yet), it’s true enough for Random Strangers on a plane.

But it’s more than that.  I’m proud to be a veterinarian, I just don’t always want to talk about work.  I always want to talk about my books.  Authors love to talk about their books.  It’s partly the marketing mindset…maybe I can reach a new reader.  Maybe they know somebody in Hollywood who wants to make a dinosaur movie.  But it’s mostly the excitement of sharing a story with someone new.

There are probably authors out there who don’t share this view. J.K. Rowling probably travels incognito.  If you sit next to her on a plane and ask her what she does for a living, she probably says, “I’m a vet.”  It’s not because she’s so successful that she’s not trying to find new readers anymore, but I’m sure she has her own list of Random Stranger responses that she’s sick to death of answering.  Maybe someday I’ll go back to selling shoes on airplanes again.

But for now…

I’m Wendy.  And I’m an author.

 

Comic Expo Impressions

This past weekend was Cincinnati Comic Expo.  It’s the city’s biggest con, and I’ve been fortunate to have a booth for the past three years.  This year I got to present a writing panel along with my writing partner Jeri Fay Maynard, and the feedback we got made all the preparation worthwhile.  Here are a few of my favorite moments from the con.

Moment One:  At the end of our presentation, “Writing for the Beginning Creator,” a young girl rushed up to us and said that it was the most helpful and informative writing panel she’d ever seen.  She later stopped by the booth and told us all about her own writing, and bought a copy of our book, Five Minutes to Success.  Enthusiasm like that goes a very long way to keep us going.

Moment Two:  A young boy ran up to the booth pointing at Horizon Alpha: Predators of Eden.  “That’s the one! I got it last year and I love it!”  Of course this year he bought Transport Seventeen.  Repeat customers are the absolute best.

Moment Three:  Similar to Moment Two, but this time the actual kid in question wasn’t there.  His dad and sister came up to the booth and said he loved Predators and kept re-reading it to the point that he didn’t want to read anything else.  Now he’ll have two books to keep re-reading.

Moment Four:  Meeting John Hammond.  He says he’s working on a cool new amusement park that’s right up my alley.  He’s hoping for my endorsement.  Sure can’t wait to see it.  Bet the rides are awesome.

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Moment Five:  Well, this one is a lot of moments.  It’s all the girls who were drawn to the booth by the Flamewalker cover.  They were looking for a book about a badass woman, and I was happy to have one for them.

Moment Six:  This was maybe the best one of all, and it’s not even my moment.  A good friend of mine publishes the popular comic book series The Confectionaries.  It’s an adorable comic about a bunch of living dessert-creatures brought to life by their pastry chef creator.  One of the main characters is Yuck.  Among all his super-sweet friends, he’s a Tofu Puppy.  He gets bullied a lot because he’s, well, tofu in the pastry kitchen.  My friend has a team-mascot-type suit of Yuck that he wears at cons.

Here he is with T-rex:

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Super cute, right?  So a little girl came running up to him and threw her arms around him.  She hugged and hugged him.  Last year she had gotten the first issue of the comic and read about Yuck.  This is what she said to him while she hugged him.

“I get bullied in school too, just like you.  And I want you to know that I love you, Yuck.  No matter what anyone says, don’t be sad. Always remember that you have one friend forever.”

Hang on.  Something in my eye.

Right.

People sometimes wonder why I’m willing to spend so much time on my books.  I’m not getting rich.  Probably never will.  But this weekend I got to meet a kid who waited all year to read the sequel to Horizon Alpha.  And my friend got to hug a little girl who deals with bullies by remembering how a comic book character does it.

That’s why we write, and that’s why we Con.  See you all next year at the Expo.

The end of the AHOW blog tour?

 

 

Today’s AHOW interview is with author William Thatch

Title and synopsis/blurb of your AHOW story:

“A Wacky Fantastical Misadventure in New Haven” is about a man who is being haunted by the mischievous ghost of Adolf Hitler. Wacky hilarity ensues.

What inspired you to write this story?

The general inspiration for an absurdist comedy story came from the Frank Burly series by John Swartzwelder. How precisely I came up with this story I have no idea. There was no particular impetus, I just put fingers to keyboard and let the story take me where it did. I knew the bare bones of the ending and the journey there, but that was it.

How long have you been writing?

Twenty-three years. If my writing were a Hollywood child actor it would have been to rehab twice, house arrest once, had career ruined because of a flippant offhand comment about Jews and found religion by now.

What genres do you most associate with in your writing?

Science fiction, primarily. I like to pair it with other things like noir, western, comedy, etc.

What are you working on right now?

A novella named Renaissance—a sequel about a French hitman with a heart of gold. The Caper Chronicles—a dramedy teleplay about a heist. And my entry for the next ‘Of Words’ anthology, which presently has no name, no characters, no story, no concept—you might say I have nothing prepared for it, and I’d call you technically correct, but a little mean for pointing it out.

What else do you have available/published:

“The Highway” is featured in A Journey of Words. It is about a dog named Connie who gets away from her abusive owner, and goes on an adventure to see and smell all the things she hadn’t seen and smelled before.

What advice do you give to new writers?

Write. Be honest about what you did wrong and what you could do better. Write some more. Don’t repeat the same mistakes.

List links where people can find your work:

Website: http://williamthatch.wix.com/author
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/The0s1s/
Twitter: @The_0s1s