November 30th, 2010

PinkButterfly

Is It Ready?

Last week, while I prepared my contributions for Thanksgiving dinner, I noticed a theme.  I kept undercooking food.  I’m a “cook it until it looks right” person, which means I rarely know how long something is supposed to cook.  Most of the time this approach works.  But when it doesn’t, it can be frustrating.  It means I have to keep poking and prodding, tasting and sampling, and asking for feedback.  All of this in the pursuit of a perfectly cooked dish.  A dish that will inspire belly rubs, satisfied smiles, and the desire for seconds.  

 

Interestingly, this baking theme is also my writing theme for the year.  I have an undercooked book. I keep poking and prodding, tasting and sampling, and asking for feedback.  All of this in the pursuit of a perfectly cooked…uh, I mean, well written book. But unlike a dish, writing a book does not come with a “cook time.”  It is an “I’ll know when it’s done,” experience. 

 

Some writers can write a book in three drafts, others need a gazillion. (I suspect I may be in the latter group.)  But it isn’t about the number of attempts.  It IS about creating the perfect dish/book.  Sometimes that means starting over.  Sometimes that means poking and prodding.  Sometimes that means trying a new approach. 

 

As I do a final read through before I send DC out for another round of critiques, I want to leave a little reminder to myself:  Tracy, it is about creating the best story.  You have to keep at it until it “looks right.”

 

(Or say, "screw it," and send out for pizza. J)


PinkButterfly

Question: Santa Please Bring Me....

Before I ask my question, I just want you to know that last night I slept like this . . .



Why?  Because I have released Diyari Chronicles into the hands of critiquers. No more mulling over: "What is the point of this scene?" or "Do I want to say: ran, sprinted, or dashed?" or "How did I decide to spell Bob?"  I have turned that job over to VERY BRAVE critiquers. See?  I am sooo selfless. I am all about sharing the misery...um, I mean...the fun.

Now to my question.  This past weekend I went to the book store THREE times and I did not buy a single book for myself.  Nope. I have high hopes that Santa will grant my request this year. I want the Tithe Trilogy by Holly Black and Falling Up by Shell Silverstein.

What two books do you hope Santa brings you?