A Friday Meme

I saw the word “meme” (rhymes with “dream”) a few months ago while doing research for an article on blogs. Could not figure out what on earth it was. Just in case I’m not the last person on the planet to have no clue, the definition according to Wiki is “a phrase used to describe a catchphrase or concept that spreads quickly from person to person.” Um, Ok. But this is really broad and not exactly helpful to me. Yes, it’s a contagious idea, but the memes I had in mind and seen were like surveys that helped people get to know each other. So that’s what my weekly (but I won’t post them on the same day each week) meme will be. If you have good meme ideas, send them over. Would love to do them!

I found today’s meme on http://www.friday5.org


1. What are the titles of the last three books you read all of?

DAIRY QUEEN, THE YEAR OF SECRET ASSIGNMENTS, THE OFF SEASON


2. What are the titles of between three and five magazines you subscribe to or used to subscribe to?

WRITER’S DIGEST and the SCBWI journal are the only magazines I subscribe to now, but I used to have WAY too many. Let’s see if I can remember a few. Ok, at random–SELF, GLAMOUR, PARENTS


3. What’s on your night table?

An alarm clock, REVIVING OPHELIA (because I still think I’m going to read it some day even though it’s been there for two years), and my night guard


4. What are the three best things that happened to you in the past seven days?

I made a yummy meatloaf, started exercising again, laughed a lot with my DS


5. What was your senior yearbook quote, and what would your yearbook quote be this year if there were such a thing?

My yearbook didn’t do the quote thing, but we did have a Senior Will where we could have quotes. I don’t remember what mine was. Probably something about moving on. Who knows? Right now? Hmm…. How about “Focus on the happy.” I like it. Don’t always do it but like it.

Writing Outside Your Comfort Zone

I write contemporary fiction. It may be literary or funny or dark, but it’s still contemp. I do, however, read other genres, and for some reason it’s always surprises me when I love a fantasy or historical or anything other than contemp. It shouldn’t because it happens a lot. I guess a part of me feels that because I hate writing books about unicorns, I won’t enjoy reading them either.

I should expand here. I hate writing about flying horses, or talking hats, or serial killers or spies not because I think the topics are dumb but because I can’t. I just really don’t know how. I tried when I was younger–you know, when teachers made you write “creatively” for the writing assignment du jour–and the result would read something like this:

Janie walked up to the river and stared in amazement. She rubbed her eyes and blinked. Nope it was still there. Not a mirage at all. The water was brown. A chocolate brown. She knelt down and smelled it. Yep, it smelled sweet and delicious. And, what was that surrounding the river? Could it be a ring of creamsicles? She thought of her teacher’s words, “You just have to imagine.” And she did and it worked! But why did she imagine THESE things? After all, she was lactose intolerant! She couldn’t eat any of it! Then it hit her. Or he did. It was the evil nymph. She should have known.

Exactly. This is why I don’t write fantasy. Sure, these days, fantasy can be sparkling vampires or spells in a contemp world, but I think my brain just blocks anything where you have to make up too much. Not that the books I write are facts, but it’s easier for me to make up people who have been through hell than people who on top of being put through hell are magical too or part of some conspiracy. But, recently, I wanted to try. Wanted to get outside my comfort zone, stretch my brain. Maybe describing something I’ve never seen in reality could help me explore setting further or creating a character who possesses little of the ones I’m used to writing about could help with character analyses. I could even combine a slew of genres, like making up a story about a girl with a pet unicorn, living in 1692 Masachusetts during the Salem Witch Trials, who is being chased by a robot from the year 3000. The possibilities are endless.

I hate to do things on my own, though. Anyone care to try with me and write in whatever genre is outside YOUR comfort zone? I’ll even post your results, if you want. And, um, maybe I’ll post mine too if they don’t reek too much, or even if they do, why not? Embarrassment is good for the soul, or something like that. Let’s meet back here on Monday and share our progress. Be ready to post or you can send to me ahead of time and I’ll post for you. It’s on!

The Unresolution Post

I don’t like New Year’s resolutions. Never have. The only reason I ever made them at all was to please English teachers who loved making this a journal entry because they ran out of all other ideas. I don’t blame them. I get it. When I taught, I was totally burnt out by winter vacation too. After high school, I made resolutions because everyone else was. To others, this whole resolution thing seemed so meaningful and inspirational, like it would make them better people to accomplish these things. Which would have been OK, if that’s what resolutions really did. But most people I knew made resolutions just to break them. They’d even say–after eating a whole tub of ice cream a week after their “must diet” resolution, or running an hour late after vowing to be more punctual–“Oh well. Who keeps these anyway?” And then, instead of hopping back on the treadmill or setting their alarm clock, they’d give up until the following year when they’d “really try to do it this time” only to scrap the whole resolution list three days later.

So I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. Maybe it’s the phrase, implying it’s for that year only, that bugs me. Maybe it’s the association I’ve made with it. Maybe it’s the deal with so many people failing at their resolutions, expecting others to fail too, that rubs me the wrong way. I hate failing at stuff (which is another entry altogether). Whatever it is, I will not make “resolutions.” I do, however, make “goals.” These can be accomplished this year, next, whenever. They’re flexible and no one brags about breaking their goals. Below are some professional and personal ones. What are yours?


Professional Goals:

1. Write down the marketing plan for INCONVENIENT that has been in my head for months. Write down a little each day/week, so it’s not overwhelming. Try not to get all nauseous each time I hear the word “marketing.”

2. Update this blog 1-2 times a week at least. Continue to make it all I envision with fantastic author interviews, a place for writerly talk and support and more. (Want a hint of what’s to come? Here are some awesome interviews I have lined up: Fellow ABLAer Jay Asher, Terrific Tenner Josh Berk, Awesome Fluxian A.S. King, Fab Agent Jennifer Laughran, and more!!)

3. Give my intern Rachel Simon more work to do so she can create a fantabulous resume! 🙂

4. Finish MG by summer 2010 so Fab Agent above can read it, love it, and sell it

5. And more….I figure I’ll leave this open and just add as things come into my head


Personal Goals:

1. Chill more. Obsess less.

2. Get back into exercising as it helps calm me and makes me less antsy and, therefore, makes it easier to do Personal Goal #1.

3. Be more confident and less neurotic.

4. Learn to say “thank you” when people give me a compliment, rather than variations of  “Thanks, but it’s not really that good” or “Thanks, but I think these jeans make me look fat.”

5. Surround myself with positive people.

6. If I believe in something, own it, and stop worrying about what others think.

7. Continue having fun with my family, journaling for my son, enjoying the little things, and just being, living, laughing. As Sheryl Crow sang, “If it makes you happy, it can’t be that bad.” Focus on all that makes me happy.

From Russia With Love

Chanukah finished last week, but the holiday season is still around us. For me, there is still New Year’s, which is a big deal to Russians. In Russia, we had a New Year’s tree (it’s like a Christmas tree only in Russia it’s for New Year’s). Once we came to America, the tree was replaced by a menorah (we knew families who had both tree and menorah, but we weren’t them), but my parents still kept the tradition of Grandfather Winter and presents going. Then, when we got too old to believe in Gramps, it was just presents, which was fine by me. My parents still give us presents for New Year’s. 🙂

The holidays were also time to spend with my grandparents, and while my grandpa told stories, my grandma, sister, and I would bake cookies and other Russian treats. Often, my sister and I would just watch my grandma make all kinds of delicacies. When I got older and wanted to write down her recipes, it was hard because the convo would go something like this:

Me: So, how much flour do I need to add?

Grandma: What do you mean? Just add until no more fits.

Me: Um, and that would be how much?

Grandma: Enough so the milk is absorbed.

Me: Alright. How much milk?

Grandma: Enough to get a liquidy consistency. Whatever fits…

And so it would go. When I wrote INCONVENIENT, Russian food played a big role. My characters ate it at Russian parties and as part of their daily routines. And as I wrote, I wanted to make the recipes more and more, to bring to life the foods I wrote about, the foods I made with my grandma. So, since the recipe cards I have go with the “whatever fits” rule of cooking, I looked up some of my favorite ones (and those that appear in INCONVENIENT) online. Below is a good one for these cold days, with credit to allrecipes.com (http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Traditional-Russian-Pirozhki/Detail.aspx). Enjoy and let me know how it turns out!

Traditional Russian Pirozhki

Ingredients

2 cups milk, warmed

1 tablespoon white sugar

1 tablespoon active dry yeast

2 tablespoons butter, melted

1 egg

1 teaspoon salt

6 cups all-purpose flour

1 tablespoon butter

1/2 medium head cabbage, finely chopped

6 hard-cooked eggs, chopped

salt and pepper to taste

 

 

Directions

  1. Place 1/2 cup milk in a cup or small bowl. Stir in sugar and sprinkle yeast over the top. Set aside until foamy, about 10 minutes. Pour the remaining milk into a large bowl.
  2. Add the melted butter, egg, salt and 1 cup of flour to the large bowl with the milk. Stir in the yeast mixture. Mix in flour 1 cup at a time until dough pulls away from the sides of the bowl and doesn’t stick to your hands. Cover the bowl loosely and set in a warm place to rise for about 1 hour. Dough should almost triple in size.
  3. While you wait for the dough to rise, melt the remaining butter in a large skillet over medium heat. Add cabbage and cook, stirring frequently, until cabbage has wilted. Mix in the eggs and season with salt and pepper. Continue to cook, stirring occasionally until cabbage is tender. Set this aside for the filling.
  4. Place the risen dough onto a floured surface and gently form into a long snake about 2 inches wide. Cut into 1 inch pieces and roll each piece into a ball. Flatten the balls by hand until they are 4 to 5 inches across. Place a spoonful of the cabbage filling in the center and fold in half to enclose. Pinch the edges together to seal in the filling.
  5. Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Line one or two baking sheets with aluminum foil. Place the pirozhki onto the baking sheet, leaving room between them for them to grow.
  6. Bake for 20 minutes in the preheated oven, or until golden brown.


Night 8 Writing Tip

The last post comes from Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich, author of EIGHTH GRADE SUPERZERO–debuting January 2010 from Arthur A. Levine/Scholastic. To find out more about Olugbemisola and her books, visit her at http://www.olugbemisola.com.

All of a Peace

I’ve loved to ‘make things’ for as long as I can remember. At the start of every holiday season my mind turns (a little too late) to all of the gifts that I want to make for people, for myself, for no particular reason; and then my longing to work on those often competes with a craving for more time to write, to work…and then I remember once again that it’s all of a piece for me, this writing and crafting thing.

Knitting and stitchery help me to revise, to think through stories or writing issues.  Like many writers, I spend a lot of time ‘thinkwriting’, and often a day comes when I sit down with my notebook and a fine point felt-tipped pen, and…a blank page stares back at me. And stares. And stares. I usually keep a few unfinished needlework projects around for just those moments, and when I pick up the needles and start to knit and purl, or loop the needle and floss around in a simple blanket stitch, the story welcomes me; I work my way in.  There is something about working the texture of the yarn, fabric, embroidery floss, or sometimes clay, that prompts me to simultaneously focus and let my mind wander into a story or moment with a character in a way that is both productive and supremely enjoyable.

I’ll admit that part of my inclination to making a writing/crafting connection stems from a nagging sense of guilt about looking busy, about ‘doing more’…letting those people who tell me about their ‘real jobs’ that keep them from ‘sitting around writing books’ get to me. In a way, that has prompted me to think about my crafts as intricately entwined with my work as a writer.  But that’s also been a blessing in disguise, because I truly believe that the work with my hands stimulates the creative work of my brain.  Collage, another wonderful brainstorming and revision tool, has literally helped me enrich characters and add depth in ways that simple listmaking or character sketches have not. Choosing a certain shade of blue, a scrap of text from a vintage book, a photograph of an overturned vase can immediately evoke a story or character ‘memory’ — “Ruthie would have done this, and then this…” — that leads me down an exciting writerly path. Sometimes it’s a literal “Aha!” moment, when a scene or bit of dialogue pops out, clear and gleaming as crystal, in the process of making; other times it’s a dim sensibility, a mood, an idea about theme that becomes lucid as I roll tiny french knots, maneuver a cable needle, or just wind a ball of alpaca round my hands.

And sometimes I make a stuffed toy or a cat hat because I’m just procrastinating and don’t want to pick up a pen (I still write longhand first drafts, notes, etc.) just yet.

“What does your character want?” is one of those questions that is often asked of an author in the process of writing and revising. I think they all want to be treated with care and respect, and taking some time to work with my hands in this way reminds me to do just that. And sometimes, when I lay down the pages and turn on the sewing machine for just five minutes, I am reminded that it’s not that I don’t have enough time — I do. I don’t always respect the time that I have, I let the tyranny of the urgent overpower the important. Then I let myself enjoy this work that means so much to me, go into the story and tend to my characters with patience and a renewed sense of purpose.  I can even tell myself that the almost unforgivable amount of unfinished objects and WIPs laying about are helpful, really, plentiful reminders to respect and enjoy the process, not just the finished product. I’m not a particularly skilled crafter, and definitely a dilletante  (you should see my craft book collection, it’s embarrassingly large and all over the place); but I love to make things.
It awakens my mind, and quiets my soul. It helps my work; it helps me love my work.  The ‘craft’ of writing works for me.

My craft blog:

http://www.olugbemisola.com/blog


A Few Creative/Craftish Books that Inspire My Work:

52 Projects by Jeffrey Yamaguchi
The Creative Habit by Twyla Tharp
Knitters Almanac by Elizabeth Zimmermann,
Making Puppets Come Alive, Larry Engler & Carol Fijian
Creative Knitting, by Mary Walker Phillips,
Handmade Toys and Games, Dollmaking: A Creative Approach, and Creative Body Coverings, by Jean Ray Laury
The Joy of Knitting by Lisa R.Myers
Knitting for Anarchists, by Anna Zilboorg
Making Things, Books 1 & 2, by Ann Wiseman
Kurikuri/Tezukuri Series (Japanese)

A few crafting projects:


Betsy Ross Bags

Betsy Ross Bags




Lil Shane in kitty hat

Lil Shane in kitty hat



Finger puppets

Finger puppets



Wombat Observing Surroundings

Wombat observing surroundings




Dolly

Dolly



Holiday Dress

Holiday dress






Night 7 Writing Tip

Today’s post is from Stephanie Burgis, author of the Unladylike Adventures of Kat Stephenson trilogy, which starts with Book One: A Most Improper Magick, due to come out April 20, 2010 from Atheneum Books. To find out more about Stephanie and her books, please visit http://www.stephanieburgis.com.


Follow Your Fun to Success

 

The most important writing tip I know is this: *follow your fun*!

 

It’s important to write as well as you possibly can, but it’s even more important to write your true heart’s passion. That’s a lesson it took me a long, long time to learn.

 

Back in 2001, I attended the Clarion West Science Fiction & Fantasy Writing Workshop. It’s an intense 6-week, residential workshop with competitive entry, taught by professional science fiction and fantasy authors. I learned more about writing in those six weeks than I ever had in my entire life up until then, and I got to see my own writing improve in huge leaps, faster than I ever could have imagined. Without having gone to Clarion West, I wouldn’t be a professional writer now, and I’m incredibly grateful to have had that opportunity.

 

And yet…

 

There was just one thing that wasn’t so good for me about the workshop. Before I stepped on the plane to Seattle, I was midway through the first draft of a lighthearted, silly, funny middlegrade SF novel that made me laugh and made me happy. Within a week of arriving at the workshop, I’d given up that novel. By the end of the workshop, I felt genuinely *embarrassed* to have ever let myself spend time writing something so silly and un-“serious”…because the message I somehow picked up at the workshop (and I’m not blaming any of my instructors or classmates for this) was that writing had to be “serious” to be worthwhile – and who wants to write something that’s not worthwhile?

 

Well, I’m a reasonably intelligent person. Once I have a goal, I try to follow it. So for the next five years, I wrote Serious Work™ with all my might. I’m really proud of a lot of the stories I wrote in those years, and I worked very hard on them. I think everyone has darkness inside of them as well as light, and I explored that darkness as well as I could.

 

Every so often, though, I’d slip and let myself write a funny, lighthearted short story just for my own entertainment, and in what should have been a sign to me, the first one I wrote turned out to be my first professional short story sale – but I ignored that sign with all my might because it didn’t match the “truth” I thought I understood about writing.

 

The thing is, what I wanted more than anything else in the world was to publish novels – so when it came to writing novels, I never let myself slip. I wrote Serious with all my might, working very hard to try to write the kind of novels I thought other people would want to read…until one day the idea for a completely different kind of novel slipped into my head. It was wacky, lighthearted, and the first lines made me laugh…so I knew I couldn’t let myself do it.

 

It was the opposite of “serious”. It was the opposite of where I thought I needed to go for my career. It was too quirky, too focused on my own individual loves. It was what *I* wanted to read, not what *other* people would want to read. I knew I couldn’t let myself write it, no matter how tempting it felt…

 

Well, I’ll cut a long story short. I finally gave in (almost a year later!) and wrote that novel purely for myself because I couldn’t get it out of my head…and guess what? Last year that book sold as the first in a trilogy. It turns out that what makes me laugh makes some other people laugh, too – and the books that were most fun for me to write are also the books that are most fun for other people to read.

 

I’m not saying that everyone ought to write lighthearted, funny books. But the lesson I’ve learned not, just from my own experience but also from the careers of a bunch of my writer-friends, is that your most successful books will always be the ones you write *for fun*, whether that means light-hearted Regency fantasy for kids (like mine) or hardcore, fact-based science fiction/gruesome thrillers/meditations on grief. Different people enjoy different things…

 

…But whatever you write, make sure you’re writing what *you* truly want to read, not what you think agents/editors/other “important people” will want to see. That’s not just the only way to make writing truly worthwhile – it’s also the best tip I know for success.

Night 6 Writing Tip

Nice and Mean cover

Jessica Leader is the author of Nice and Mean, about two girls, one nice, one mean, who face off in their middle-school video elective. Nice and Mean will be published by Simon and Schuster on June 8, 2010. To learn about Jessica, Nice and Mean, or the nifty polls she’s put on her website, go to www.jessicaleader.com.

 

The Writing Block Song

Chanukkah celebrates the overcoming of adversity in the face of great odds, and you know, that’s just what we do as writers. Some days, facing down a troop of Syrians doesn’t seem like much, compared to figuring out what the heck I’m going to do with that dropped plotline. Writing calls for hard work and miracles, too!

With that in mind, I give you a version of the most traditional Chanukkah song I know, with a twist: writer’s block.

The rhythm of the song is a little wonky (we Jews love our syncopated rhythms), so here’s a video of the song to help you with the tune. It’s an unusual choice for a video, I admit (a middle-school student signs while music plays in the background), but the ones I passed up featured strobe-light menorahs, off-tempo pre-schoolers, and a chorus of girls so unfortunately attired in matching black dresses, I couldn’t bear for anyone to watch them.

The Writer’s Block Song

By Jessica Leader

 

Writing block, oh writing block, it tries to destroy us.

How can we change it to merely annoy us?

Here’s my little lesson to lessen the rage:

Blocks are really boredom with what’s on the page.

 

(Chorus tune)

I ask myself questions

To see what is making me bored.

One for each night, they diminish my fight

And they sweeten what once was abhorred.

One for each night, yes, they shed welcome light

And result in a tale that’s adored.

(I hope!)

 

(Verse tune)

First: is my character’s goal in this scene clear?

Is there good reason that she wants it now, here?

Is her life so bad that we care where it hurts?

Drive her up a tree, then pelt her with dirt.

 

(Chorus tune)

And now, motivation,

I’ve conquered you—Ha, you are mine!

Now I’m revising—Tyra, I’m smizing—

This novel is closer to fine.

But while rereading, my joy is receding—

Cause somehow, my prose doesn’t shine.

 

(Verse tune)

Know why this is dull, Jess? You can’t see the setting.

(Dialogue’s my favorite; set’s my forgetting.)

So I go back in and sprinkle details

Best if they’re symbolic—a cure for what ails.

 

(Chorus tune)

I think this part’s good now.

It doesn’t suck nearly as hard.

Where is my chocolate?

Because I have rocked it—

I see my book multiply starred!

Bring on the gelt,

I will loosen my belt

For a big giant writing reward.