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black notebook and red pencil from OpenClipArtLast in my series on writing. Seems appropriate to end on this since I’ve not long ago attended a self publishing conference. I didn’t plan it this way either, it’s just rather handy. Go figure.

Anyway!

Self publishing, a growing trend among emerging and established authors to get their books out into the world. Emerging authors who have taken various stabs at the traditional route and been unable to crack the nut. Emerging authors who want to keep a hold of as much control as they can over the process of publishing. Established authors who have previously published and regained the rights to early works. There are all sorts of reasons to self publish and since it is becoming easier to do so every single day, there are more books being published in this manner every single day.

I went to four different seminars on Sunday. Each one covering a different aspect of self publishing, from choosing a provider, to designing a cover, to advertising, to working with an editor. I’ve learned so much from those seven hours that my brain is still spinning from all the info. Do you remember my plans to self publish an ebook of erotic fiction come September? That plan isn’t going to work; not the self publishing part, the September part. There is too much I need to do and be sure I’ve done properly before I can make myself hit that ‘publish’ button. You only get to début once.

However, that still is my plan. I AM going to self publish an ebook and it WILL be my erotic fiction. To start. It will be self edited (after critiques), then copy edited, then proofread. It will have a beautifully designed cover. It will be promoted suitably and I will take my time over it. I refused to rush and release something substandard because I can’t wait.

The most important thing I took away from this conference is that patience is key. I have to force myself towards it, but I know that now. I have to be absolutely sure that things are ready.

If you need an example, I’ve received two emails in the last week from places I had submitted SORB to. A novel I thought was ready. Two emails saying ‘thanks but no thanks.’ And these aren’t agents or people supposed to take the novel further; these are just people I wanted critiques from. Now it may be that my work is too niche, or that there wasn’t a suitable editor, or even that I was just unlucky as a result of the volume of submissions. However, I can’t help but feel that if the novel was as strong as I thought it was, then I would have done better.

Just listening to Helen from Cornerstones and applying what she said to the novel tells me that I still have work to do. Better I find out now before I start hammering agents again, but sobering, just the same.

So… to wrap up, self publishing will happen, but not yet. Not until I can say, for real this time, that I’m ready.


black notebook and red pencil from OpenClipArtScripts! I remember when I was about 15 (maybe even 14) I turned Silk Over Razor Blades (that, at the time, was called To Be A Teenage Vampire) into a screenplay. In fact, I wrote it twice. And each time I did it, I coordinated with friends to film it. We got as far as casting and location scouting and then it fell through. Ho hum.

Anyway, that was the first time I turned my hand to script writing. I loved it. Then I put it aside and left the idea alone for several years. When university came along and I spent those years writing instead of studying, somebody mentioned that my house mates and I would make an amusing sitcom. So I wrote it.

Seven episodes of a sitcom that I called HouseMates. Yes, I realise it is not as imaginative a title as I might have managed, but it says exactly what I need it to say.

If I were to take talks from last year’s Alt Fiction to heart, then I would be haunting the BBC with ideas and sending them scripts to showcase my skills. The BBC recently opened their doors to unsolicited scripts via their Writer’s Room. I missed the deadline – or I will by 28 March – because you can only submit an idea once and I want to be sure that the idea is as perfect as it can be. And of course, that the script is written as well as it can be.

I’ll give you a sample, if I may….

NADINE:
So have you got everything inside now?

LEANNE:
Nah; Ricky is bringing the rest tomorrow.

NADINE:
Didn’t you dump him earlier?

LEANNE:
Yes, but that doesn’t mean he can’t play pack donkey for a little longer; he certainly looks the part. Most of it is at his house anyway.

NADINE:
Just checking. So why did you dump him?

LEANNE:
He was stringing along me, my sister AND my best friend. I thought I’d teach him a lesson. I’m an excellent teacher!

NADINE:
So I saw.

LEANNE:
I like to take a physical approach. Actions speak louder than words and all that.

NADINE:
They kick harder too.

LEANNE:
Indeed.

NADINE:
I’ll never understand hetero relationships.

LEANNE:
What?

NADINE:
When Michelle and I split, we hated each other for months and months just like exs are supposed to. We even took turns wrecking each other’s clothes and shoes. In fact it’s my turn to slash the tires on her car. I should ring her.

NADINE STOPS STRETCHES AND MAKES TO LEAVE. LEANNE STOPS HER.

LEANNE:
Wait, did you just say Michelle? Nadine, are you gay?

NADINE:
Is the Queen Jewish?

LEANNE:
No actually.

NADINE:
The pope?

LEANNE:
Still no.

NADINE:
Oh. Well I’m gay.

LEANNE:
And I thought the tool belt was just a weird fashion accessory! Cool. So what’s it like?

NADINE:
I have no idea; I’m an atheist myself. But there was a girl in college who just hated it. Imagine not being able to go out on a Friday night!

LEANNE:
No, not being Jewish, I mean being gay.

NADINE:
Oh, that. Its great! It does intimidate some people though. Guys especially.

LEANNE:
They’re just worried they’re becoming obsolete… which they are by the way. Anne Summers will testify to that.

NADINE:
Harmony thinks I scare them off with my mere presence.

LEANNE:
Well the ‘Bob The Housemaid’ look might worry people. Loose the tool belt and you’ve got it.

Insofar as scriptwriting as a way forward, this is one form of writing that will end up on the back burner. I simply don’t have the time to spare to give to this which is why HouseMates has not yet been submitted to the BBC. Later – lord knows when! – I’ll take the time to edit the script and polish it up properly and then get it sent.

My Writing: Articles


black notebook and red pencil from OpenClipArtI think Tuesday was the very first time I’d considered just how much writing articles could do for me. At the start of this series on writing I hadn’t given it much thought, but, since then, I’ve talked with breastfeeding peer supporters, my business mentor and other writers about articles.
Let me explain:

Breastfeeding Peer Support
You may or may not know – I can’t remember if I’ve mentioned it in passing or not – that I’m training to be a recognised breastfeeding peer supporter in my area. I’m over half way into the training and expect to graduate in May. I’ve thought about writing articles for various parenting and mother/baby magazines 1) because I think they need real information from people who know a little more about breastfeeding, rather than doctors who simply give you the generic ‘breast is best’ and 2) because there is gap for the stories I have in mind. I’m a young (ish) mum, first time mum at that and I have twins. I’ve breastfed them both and even though they are ten months old (and change) I’m still breastfeeding them. It’s the sort of message that I feel might be encouraging to mothers who feel they can’t go on, or who have hit a wall. Particularly because I had such a rough start. Not only is the idea of seeing my name in print very attractive to me, but potentially helping other mums is a warming thought. It’s why I’m doing the training in the first place!

My Business Mentor
On Tuesday I went to an induction for the New Enterprise Scheme. For those of you outside the UK, or those who just aren’t familiar, why not check this out for more information. Anyway, that was an incredibly helpful experience (I’ll be blogging about that later, not here but on the business website) and through it, I actually began to consider writing articles as a means of promotion. Not even necessarily on what the business handles, or even on writing, but whatever might be needed at the time, depending on whether or not I can get a regular gig somewhere. It’s almost free advertising since any article I write would have my name, my byline and contact details on it, would would be the business web address. Pretty handy, eh?

Other Writers
We talk a lot – at Phoenix Writers – about ways to get our writing out into the world. Competitions, letters, open anthologies, open small presses and the like. Last week we talked about articles and how easy it is to write something (even something small) on something that interests you. It might not get anywhere to begin with – in fact, it probably won’t! – but getting the practise and having your name crop up over and over (if you keep submitting) can’t be a bad thing, right?

So… at some point I will be looking into articles. I have enough on my plate right now that I’m not going to rush into that, but there is certainly scope for that. I’m likely to start with a view towards promoting the business, rather than me as a writer. After that – hopefully – I’ll have the time to spend on promoting my brand as a writer, rather than my brand as a business woman. ^_^

My Writing: Letters


black notebook and red pencil from OpenClipArtContinuing my rather enlightening series on writing I’ve reached something that until this moment I hadn’t properly decided I would include. When I say letters I mean those little snippets you find at the beginning of magazines, written by readers with something to say. They either suggest articles or respond to previous stories and the like. I wasn’t sure I should include this because I’ve never written one before.

I’ve been thinking a lot about writing for money. I would love to earn a couple of £s for something I write and this is one of the ways to do it. It has been suggested to me, very many times, that I write something for a woman’s magazine or a mother and baby magazine. There is certainly space for it because I find very little in these magazines about twins. Or rather, there was very little about it while I was pregnant. I haven’t read one of those mags for a long time.

There is certainly space for me to talk about my experiences raising my boys and being pregnant with them too. I can also appeal to geeky magazines about things like LARPing, pen and paper RPGs and I’m sure I could find someone who would like to talk about my radio show (I really should try to get back to that by the way; now that my Sundays are a little less hectic these days).

Well… that’s my plan anyway. It takes a back seat to all of the other stuff I have lined up for myself, but, if I get an hour or so spare one day I’m going to write a letter. Something I can send to a magazine. They may publish it, they may not, but it’s all experience in different sorts of writing that I should be working towards building up anyway.

Have you guys ever written to a magazine before? How did you get on?

My Writing: Poetry


black notebook and red pencil from OpenClipArtMore than half way through my series now. I didn’t realise I had so much to say, so thank you all for staying with me.

Today, as the header suggests, we hit poetry.

I’m not sure that I’ve talked much about poetry before, mine or anybody else’s. This is because I have written very little of it, compared to my fictional prose and that I feel under qualified to do so.

I enjoyed my English Literature A level. I believe it was the only one of the four I did in which I managed a half way decent grade. I loved reading the great works of literature and picking them apart. What I struggled with, was poetry and verse. All those metaphors and similes made me want to cry and the abstract imagery in some of it had me tearing my hair out in the middle of the night. In hindsight, it’s peculiar that I struggled with it so much because in my youth I had quite a poetic outlook. I spent quite a lot of time making up verses and songs and rhyming schemes before I settled in on To Be A Teenage Vampire. And even afterwards I kept going for a short while.

There is [a] skill(s) required to write good poetry. One needs to be able (in my opinion) to express complex ideas in a short number of words and/or lines. One needs to be happy with the idea that some of these ideas cannot help but be abstract and most of all, one needs exquisite patience. Poetry cannot be rushed; not if you want it to be any good. A three verse poem can take as long to write, edit and polish as a short story of 7,000 words, though the output is seemingly far more modest.

That is one of the reasons why I don’t write poetry any more. The other is simply that I don’t feel very good at it!

I know that progression and growth comes from stepping outside of your comfort zone, but I do plenty of that in other areas. The brutal truth is that I don’t have any more time left to tackle a new writing style, nor will I until the twins are a hell of a lot older.

In the past I didn’t have such constraints on time – obviously – so there are a few poems actually out in the blue nowhere, clogging up my name and making me look silly. :( However I’m a great believer in growth and learning, so I try not to feel too ashamed of these early attempts. Many of them can be found on FictionPress and if you dare, I invite you to head over to my profile and pick out a couple to read. There are also a couple of short stories there that I’d forgotten about.

If you’d rather not immerse yourself in the foetid pool of my adolescent angst, then don’t worry, I’ve got a puddle you can dip your toes into. :-p

There’s a lot to be said about love
And the pain that is caused by love
If you get in too deep
You’ll find you must reap
What you’ve sown in the name of this love

There’s a lot to be said about pain
And I’ll try to make it quite plain
Its quite often brought
By those that you thought
Would be there to help fight off its claim

There’s a lot to be said about sorrow
And these wise words I think I shall borrow
It comes and it goes
And somehow it knows
Where there’s joy to replace tomorrow

There’s a lot to be said about joy
It plays as you might with a toy
But quite often it’s fleeting
Just cause of the meeting
‘Tween you and one certain boy

There’s a lot to be said about life
And how it’s just one bowl of strife
It will smack you real hard
Then again it’s real hard
But people they say; ‘Hey that’s life!’

Good lord… I wish I could remember what I was whining about back in December 2000.
!!! Oh, wait, I do remember. :-/ Heh, that’s a whole other story, but if you’re curious… remind me and I’ll write a post about it. It’s an experience that I don’t think was tackled by any question in my 80 Post Challenge.

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