Writing

Behind the Curtain

Considering the fact that I don't really have very much in the way of what's actually on the scene (yet), this entire blog is basically a behind-the-scenes experience. Still, what I normally post here has already gone through a lot of thought, quite a bit of editing and revising, and a significant amount of polishing. It isn't completely raw because raw is messy and ugly and sometimes a little scary. But also strangely comforting, I think, at least in small...

Taking Inventory

This is a photograph of the entry I made in my fancy agenda on March 29, 2016--one year ago today. I had begun the year with the intention of drawing one picture in each day's box to represent something significant that had taken place that day. The drawings began as miniature watercolors, then morphed to pen and ink drawings, then morphed to nice pencil drawings. By March they had morphed into just basic pencil sketches, and...

Minty-Fresh

I had a brand new idea for a novel over the weekend. This is eventful for me. I'm not used to this whole idea-generating thing because, although I'm pretty okay at linking words together into fairly coherent sentences, I am NOT that great at just thinking up stuff. I suck at it, actually, and that's not just me pretending to be humble. I really do struggle with creativity. It's the same way with my art....

Winter Gardening

I wrote a poem today, from start to finish. The start was having the idea--that spark of a single line--while I was in the shower. Thank god it didn't come at three in the morning, the time at which most of my good ideas seem to come these days. The finish was printing out a second draft of the typed poem and being so happy with it that my body felt heavy with awareness, like...

Fishing

Not to brag or anything, but the first fish I ever caught was pretty big. A "boca grande," my father called it. He had baited the hook for me and taught me how to cast the line, then left me sitting on the side of the pond with instructions to be very quiet and very patient while he wandered over to check his other lines. I sat for a long time there on that patch of...

Happy Reaping

Tonight I submitted my first of two Final Projects of the semester. Four personal essays that are far better than any writing I have ever produced. No fewer than seven drafts each. Hours and hours of painstaking revisions and every word, every comma, every dot of every i is exactly where I want it, exactly where it needs to be.   Since the semester began I have written several papers and also a handful of submittable pieces,...

From Memories to Manuscript

In some ways, I wish I had documented this process publicly at the same time as I was actually going through it rather than after the fact, but considering that I'm still at the beginning of the post-production period, I figure now's as good a time as any to write about what I've done so far.   I officially began the Memoir Project on June 20, 2014. I titled a Word document "Memoir Notes" and just started...

Beyond the Bucket

Last week was pretty eye-opening. I guess I hadn't really had time to think about much else other than my memoir over the past two years, but in a way I think I might have thought that once it was all written and polished, once I had reached my bucket-item goal, I'd be done. But of course, that's not the case at all, and I knew this all along too.   Finishing this literary work was my bucket item,...

Home Stretch

I have received incredibly insightful, meticulous, and sincere feedback from my beta readers. I am fortunate to have these people in my life and so grateful to them for helping me make this book the best it can possibly be before sending it off to an agent. My next draft, officially number three and the one I intend to submit, is going to be ever so much more powerful than the first two! I can't...