As you may or may not know, I’m a big reader. Like, I love reading. A lot. So a big concern on any trip is how to make sure I have enough reading material. (I’ll be honest, the usual solution is “buy more books while traveling.” This is somewhat at odds with my dream, ‘downsized’ lifestyle.) Here’s a picture of what I came home with yesterday, after two weeks away:
This week is the traditional Carnan family vacation in the Shenandoah. We’ll be spending the week at Shrinemont, where they feed you three times a day and the rest of the hours are your own. Until recently it didn’t have cell phone service or wifi, and even now those are pretty spotty.
Step One: Read it with a mixture of anger and depression. What kind of dummy thinks my manuscript is this bad? Other Professional Book People thought it was good, clearly you are just stupid. Also, OHMYGOD I was such a numpty to think I could make it as a writer? I don’t even have any training. My beta readers were just humoring me.
Step Two: Ask everyone you know what they think of the response:
This weekend Kevin and I went to NYC to see Puffs, which everyone I know has been talking about for forever, visit with his cousins, and-if we had the time and energy- get ourselves some rainbow bagels.
I’ve wanted to be an author nearly my entire life (excluding the first three years, when I’m pretty sure my life goals were more along the lines of “nap” and “avoid napping) so getting picked up by my agent(!!!) was just about the most incredible thing to happen to me.
However, I’ve known since high school that writing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. All that “writers spent all day in their dressing gowns drinking champagne” (thanks, Terry Pratchett!) stuff is, of course, as nonsensical as it enticing, but more importantly, writers don’t even get to be Jo March, or Jane Austen. It’s not enough to just write the books, you are also in charge of everything else, even if you go the traditional route, like I’m hoping to. (Fingers crossed!)Read More »
A lot of writers talk about how they take inspiration from things they come across in everyday life: a new article, a random encounter, even friends and family are fair game. This isn’t something I have a lot of experience with (possibly because I am still a baby writer) but a few weeks ago the world handed me an amazing moment of “Wow, that could not be a more perfect set up.’
Mind you, it wouldn’t fit into my current manuscript (or possibly this series at all) but you’d better believe I’m filing this beauty away for future consideration:
This post is later then expected because, as it turns out, you need at least a day to recover from the world’s best convention. Honestly I’m still not quite there but I’m too hyped not to share my experiences with y’all.