So, Aigaion Girl turns two this month, which is kind of a big deal and simultaneously not a big deal at all. In some ways, it feels like it's been a lot longer than two years and in some ways, like it's still very new, just stepping into the world. I feel like there's a lot more I could and should be doing with it, but still, I'm glad it's out there.
Also, there's this. It's one of those things that you read and think, Damn, I wish I'd written that - and if you're a writer (and, more especially, if you know a writer) you should definitely give it a read.
I read it yesterday and I couldn't have discovered it at a better time; I'd just spent an evening being told everything I'm doing wrong in terms of marketing myself and that my decision to self-publish was completely incorrect and that I have to do this, this and this to become famous and get rich - since we all know getting rich is why we became writers to begin with. The letter linked above made me feel instantly better, grounded and more confident. I'm not going to be quitting my day job anytime soon, but the letter was refreshing and made me remember that one day, I will.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Johnny Depp
"...especially for a writer, a creator, your best friend in the world is your imagination and the ability to create, and your worst enemy is your imagination, when you're plagued by too much thought and too much information - too much stuff going on in your head. But at the same time, it's your bread and butter, isn't it? So, yeah...rough gig..."
--Johnny Depp
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Thank You, Twilight.
No, really. I think that young adult authors everywhere owe Stephanie Meyer a debt of gratitude - and I don't mean for setting the YA fiction bar so low that we can easily step over it. I honestly think that she deserves praise.
She has created a story with no discernible purpose. Twilight is not full of important life lessons (unless you count old men hanging out in high schools and going after jail-bait is romantic or necrophilia is A-OK), it does not reach its readers to be better people or force them to think critically about the world. What Twilight does (though I'm sure many will argue this) is entertain*
When I was a child, the thing that irritated me most about children's fiction was when the author referred to adults as "grown-ups". In my mind, adults were adults - and only an adult would ever think of calling them anything else.
As I progressed into reading YA fiction, this feeling of being shortchanged remained - still caused by the obvious attempts of an older author to sound much younger than they were - like they were in disguise, trying to make their insights seem more palatable or their wisdom more realistic. In most YA fiction that I've read, the authors blow their covers in two ways: trying to use language that makes them seem young, which, unless it's done with extreme skill,tends to come across like boy, this sure is funky - and with platitudes passed from the main character-puppet from their soapbox, right at the end of the story: She realized that her parents really did only want what was best for her.
Where Twilight succeeds, and where other books since have excelled, was with shrugging off the idea that YA fiction should be in some way appropriate. There is some wisdom in the idea, in terms of parents being the ones who pay for the books and are, in theory, monitoring what their kids read - but Twilight (and a lot of the books that have followed) don't shy away from dark subject matter, and aren't afraid to stray into the realm of the ridiculous. I'm not saying that Twilight is the first YA novel to take this route, just that its popularity has made it more acceptable to be taboo - and, yes, I acknowledge the inherent irony.
The thing is, I don't think that YA fiction has to do anything. Our job as fiction writers is to tell the best story we can, in the best way that we can for our audience; it is not to raise other people's adolescents or police what young adults are reading and have access to. If we can impart a lesson or two and avoid emotionally scarring our readers in the mix, that's just gravy. I'm not saying I'm going to go out and write a bunch of quality-free YA pulp, but it's nice to know that the choice is there for me.
And if I want to write an ultimately meaningless piece of reader-gratifying fluff, I have that option.
*Not me. But it must entertain someone.
She has created a story with no discernible purpose. Twilight is not full of important life lessons (unless you count old men hanging out in high schools and going after jail-bait is romantic or necrophilia is A-OK), it does not reach its readers to be better people or force them to think critically about the world. What Twilight does (though I'm sure many will argue this) is entertain*
When I was a child, the thing that irritated me most about children's fiction was when the author referred to adults as "grown-ups". In my mind, adults were adults - and only an adult would ever think of calling them anything else.
As I progressed into reading YA fiction, this feeling of being shortchanged remained - still caused by the obvious attempts of an older author to sound much younger than they were - like they were in disguise, trying to make their insights seem more palatable or their wisdom more realistic. In most YA fiction that I've read, the authors blow their covers in two ways: trying to use language that makes them seem young, which, unless it's done with extreme skill,tends to come across like boy, this sure is funky - and with platitudes passed from the main character-puppet from their soapbox, right at the end of the story: She realized that her parents really did only want what was best for her.
Where Twilight succeeds, and where other books since have excelled, was with shrugging off the idea that YA fiction should be in some way appropriate. There is some wisdom in the idea, in terms of parents being the ones who pay for the books and are, in theory, monitoring what their kids read - but Twilight (and a lot of the books that have followed) don't shy away from dark subject matter, and aren't afraid to stray into the realm of the ridiculous. I'm not saying that Twilight is the first YA novel to take this route, just that its popularity has made it more acceptable to be taboo - and, yes, I acknowledge the inherent irony.
The thing is, I don't think that YA fiction has to do anything. Our job as fiction writers is to tell the best story we can, in the best way that we can for our audience; it is not to raise other people's adolescents or police what young adults are reading and have access to. If we can impart a lesson or two and avoid emotionally scarring our readers in the mix, that's just gravy. I'm not saying I'm going to go out and write a bunch of quality-free YA pulp, but it's nice to know that the choice is there for me.
And if I want to write an ultimately meaningless piece of reader-gratifying fluff, I have that option.
*Not me. But it must entertain someone.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
So, So (So-So?)
So.
I didn't finish my NaNovel this year. I'm still working on it, in between my day job and trying to learn Slovak, but I'm more than a little disappointed in myself. I think I was padding my word count too much and it was leading to bad writing, which was leading to me not really feeling like putting the effort in. Plus, suddenly working 9 hours a day after long periods of lazing around the house made me super tired. Excuses, excuses. Point is, I didn't finish.
And my real point is, rather than focusing on my unfinished story, to ask you how you found NaNo this year, if you finished, if you got anything out of it, if you'll be doing it next year, etc., etc.
Also, I'd like to take the opportunity to wish you a Merry Holiday of Your Choosing and a Happy New Year.
I didn't finish my NaNovel this year. I'm still working on it, in between my day job and trying to learn Slovak, but I'm more than a little disappointed in myself. I think I was padding my word count too much and it was leading to bad writing, which was leading to me not really feeling like putting the effort in. Plus, suddenly working 9 hours a day after long periods of lazing around the house made me super tired. Excuses, excuses. Point is, I didn't finish.
And my real point is, rather than focusing on my unfinished story, to ask you how you found NaNo this year, if you finished, if you got anything out of it, if you'll be doing it next year, etc., etc.
Also, I'd like to take the opportunity to wish you a Merry Holiday of Your Choosing and a Happy New Year.
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| In keeping with last year's tradition, some random, creepy holiday art. |
Sunday, November 13, 2011
50,000!
I thought you might like to know that, between all of the DevCo-writing NaNoWriMo participants, we've passed the 50,000 word mark. Most of this, I must confess, is down to E.
I'm under par, but pretty much back to where I want to be, IE, needing to write 2,000 words per day to finish on time. I wrote 7,400 words this weekend to catch up, so I'm feeling pretty good about myself, if a little exhausted.
I have an early morning meeting at my day job tomorrow, so it's off to bed for me, but for those of you back in Canadaland, enjoy the rest of your writing day!
I'm under par, but pretty much back to where I want to be, IE, needing to write 2,000 words per day to finish on time. I wrote 7,400 words this weekend to catch up, so I'm feeling pretty good about myself, if a little exhausted.
I have an early morning meeting at my day job tomorrow, so it's off to bed for me, but for those of you back in Canadaland, enjoy the rest of your writing day!
Sunday, October 30, 2011
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