Category Archives: Writing

Back to School

It's official, summer is over.  My oldest started Grade 2 on Tuesday, and my youngest starts Kindergarten (full-time, mornings) on Monday.  We managed to squeeze in one more frog hunting expedition and one more day at the beach.  The beach ended up being a tad on the cool side, though the boys loved it, and the frog hunting wasn't as fulfilling as the last time we went.  The frogs, it seems, are beginning to hide for the coming winter.

Along with school starting, I seem to have turned the tide against the general malaise I've had.  I'm back to getting up at 5:00 AM and getting a good 1 1/2 to 2 hours of writing in.  Progress is still slow, since I'm taking draft 0 at ~33,000 words, and turning into a solid draft 1 at hopefully 90,000 + words.  At my current rate of rewriting (since I've got a spreadsheet to watch all this for me), I'll be at ~65,000 words when done.  That's with being only 8 scenes in so far.  I'll get the word count up there.  My speed should increase as well, since both kids will be at school in the mornings.  That'll give me another couple of hours to work.  I'm considerring adding a couple of hours in the evening during the winter months.

I can already hear some people asking what's up with blowing up the word count.  Most writers try to get the word count down on subsequent  drafts.  My outline was at 10,000 words, Draft 0 is a lot of telling and short sentences summarizing actions and feelings and stuff.  Draft 1 takes all of the telling and summaries and builds something that is actually readable.  That's why the word count goes up.  Pruning will happen later.

Oh, and I got the motorcycle on the road for the last warm month.  It was still on the expensive side, but I scrimped and saved and got it all together.  Now if only I could get Marnie home from work at a normal time so I could ride. 

As a sign-off, this is one of my favorite songs, and the commercial is cool to boot:

Novel Update

(Holiday Post #2)

I've actually completed draft 0 of my novel, and it clocked in at a pretty low word count.  Fortunately, this is pretty normal for me.  Even with a rather extensive outline (about 41 pages of it), my 'Draft 0's' tend to be about getting the ideas down on paper (plot) rather than telling an intriguing, descriptive story.  The next version, a true first draft, should be well over my projected word count, at which time I start pruning and cutting and tightening. 

It is at the end of the first draft where I will have considered myself actually having written a novel.  So, for the sake of record keeping, Draft 0 is at 34,000 words, which equates to 154 pages and an average word count of 639 words per scene (53 scenes).  For draft 1, there are a couple of scenes I'll be removing since they don't really move the story forward.  Plus, there is a new sub-plot I want to add, with will increase the scene count by about 10.

I have no idea if any other writers out there use the same method as I do, but this seems to work for me. 

Early Rising II

There seems to be some sort of block at 6:00 AM.  Moving from a 7:00 AM wakeup to a 6:00 AM one went very smoothly.  The alarm would go off, I'd get up and start the day.  Getting past 6:00 AM has been a bit of a challenge.  The alarm is set for 5:45 AM, I turn off the alarm, and hang around in bed for 10 minutes.  Not exactly working.  I think I'll try one more day at 5:45 AM, and move to 5:30 AM anyway.

I started getting up early in order to get more writing time.  I am managing to stay off the internet, and I did write 200 crappy words this morning, but I'm not seeing the progress I want.  Most mornings I've been working on a contract technical document, which is not why I'm doing this.  Switching from the technical writing to the fiction writing is a tough switch;  I find myself using more of a passive voice.  

I'll keep plodding along.  If this getting up early thing doesn't work, when I go back to regular hours it'll be like I'm getting 2 hours of extra sleep. 

Revisions

As I've mentioned here before, I started a local Writers/Critique group.  One of the rules that we instituted was that you should have something to critique every meeting.  We did allow for the occasional missed meetings, but we were looking for an overall participation rate.  Last meeting, I didn't drop anything off, so in order to follow my own (stupid?) rules, I need to have something for this meeting.

When I write, my first drafts are bad.  I have sudden POV changes, I change from third person present tense to third person past tense on a whim.  I haven't yet put any first person POVs into a third person POV work, thank goodness.  I really can't hand in the first draft stuff for critique, it'll get torn apart, and rightfully so.

For the last few days, I've been moving my first scene from its first draft stage to something more solid, something that fits in with what a scene should be (POV characters goal moving through to POV characters disaster, with multiple motive-response sequences in it, blah blah blah).  I've found it to be exceedingly slow work.  The thing is, I'm enjoying it.  I like going through and making sure things are structurally correct.  I enjoy sitting on a word or a turn of phrase, making sure it brings across the emotion or sentiment I want.  I thrill at making sure my similes and metaphors bring out the imagery I want, like the work of a fine painter on canvas.

My problem now is, I wanted my first chapter (three scenes) critiqued the next meeting, and I should have handed in my work last Friday.  How am I supposed to get this done by todays extension date?  Aaaargh! 

As an add-on: I prefer to finish a work before I start revising.  The momentum of generating new material builds on previous work, a cake made of many layers building to create a finished product.  I hope that revising before I've completed the first draft hasn't taken the wind out of my sails.  (Ugh, cliché)

An experiment

I’ve come to realize there are not enough hours in the day to do all the things I need to do. I typically wake up at 7:00 AM (a luxury, I know), and start taking care of the kids right away. I get to bed around 10:00 PM. I go to bed exhausted and wake up tired. Ugh!

So, I’m going to try an experiment. I’m going to wake up earlier. My goal is to eventually wake up at 5:00 AM so I get about 2 hours of writing time in before the kids wake up. My plan is to move my wake-up time back about 15 minutes every few days. I’m thinking if I move things 1/2 hour a week, I should be okay. I still want to get to bed at the regular time.

Starting Monday, I’ll be out of bed at 6:45, on Thursday I’m going for 6:30. After about a month, I’ll be hitting my 5:00 AM goal.

I tried this once before, but I used a ‘cold turkey’ approach, which didn’t work so well for me. I’ve also done the opposite, where I’ve added two hours to my day by staying up later. It worked exceptionally well, but logistically it was a failure. Let’s see what happens with this new attempt.

Writing Group

Well, it’s official I guess. The writing group I started has had its second meeting. We’ve critiqued two pieces of work, and the format seems to be working well. Originally, we had five prospective members, but by the time everything settled, we ended up with two. Yup… just two. Still, it’s a start, and we are pushing each other to generate more work.

One of the rules of the group is that you must have something to critique every meeting. We’ve already broken that one, and we’re currently at every other meeting. With the feedback from the other member (d’oh), it should be easy enough to accomplish every meeting. I’ve left every meeting with a huge urge to sit down and write, which is great.

Currently, we’re looking for more members. I think five or so in total should be a great size. If everyone submits something for critique, and each critique is allotted 15 or 20 minutes, that’s a good length for a meeting. We’d still get time for socializing and discussing concepts and plots, etc. Originally, we’d planned on a group that didn’t cater to any particular genre, but now there may be a slight lean toward Science Fiction and Fantasy. I’m not sure yet. Keeping things genre specific allows us to skip some preamble on the critiques, since everyone would be familiar with the basic concepts. On the other hand, being non-genre specific give us more points of view and a fresh pair of eyes.

Something to think about.

At any rate, if there’s anybody in Winnipeg, Manitoba interested, leave a comment here and we’ll figure things out from there. I’m trying to create a nice tight knit group, so we’ll need to get together and talk first, maybe have a meeting with you, and then we can both decide if the group is a good fit.

Oh, and I plan on getting back to weekly updates on the blog. I’m aiming for every Tuesday and keeping my fingers crossed (which makes it hard to type).

Thought I'd post this for all to see..

Announcing the James Patrick Baen Memorial Writing Contest

Since its early days, science fiction has played a unique role in human civilization. It removes the limits of what “is” and shows us a boundless vista of what “might be.” Its fearless heroes, spectacular technologies and wondrous futures have inspired many people to make science, technology and space flight a real part of their lives and in doing so, have often transformed these fictions into reality. The National Space Society and Jim Baen’s Universe magazine applaud the role that science fiction plays in advancing real science and have teamed up to sponsor this short fiction contest in memory of James Patrick Baen.

CONTEST RULES:
-Write a short story of no more than 8,000 words, that shows the near future (no more than about 50-60 years out) of manned space exploration in a positive, exciting and hopeful way.

-No entry fee. But please only submit one story…your best one!

-All entries must be original works in English. Plagiarism, poetry, song lyrics, or characters from another person’s works will not be considered.

-E-mail submissions only. Send entries as .rtf attachments to: isdc.jbu.contest@gmail.com

-Please put the word SUBMISSION in the subject line when sending a contest entry and QUESTION in the subject line for questions to the contest administrator.

-Each entry must have a cover page with the title of the work, the author’s name, address and telephone number, and an approximate word-count in the body of the email. The manuscript should be in standard manuscript format and should be titled and numbered on every page, but the author’s name MUST BE DELETED to facilitate fair judging.

-Deadline is April 9, 2007.

WHAT WE DO WANT TO SEE:
Moon bases, Mars colonies, orbital habitats, space elevators, asteroid mining, artificial intelligence, nano-technology, realistic spacecraft, heroics, sacrifice, adventure.

WHAT WE DON’T WANT TO SEE:
Stories where everyone dies, stories that show technology or space travel as evil or bad, dystopias, Star Wars type galactic empires, UFO abductions.

JUDGES:
Semi-final judging will be by Jim Baen’s Universe editorial staff, final judging will be by the Publisher at Baen Books, Toni Weisskopf and Jim Baen’s Universe editors Eric Flint and Mike Resnick.

PRIZES:
-The GRAND PRIZE winner will be published in a future issue of Jim Baen’s Universe* and paid at the normal paying rates for professional story submittals. The author will also receive free entry into the 2007 International Space Development Conference, an autographed copy of The Best of Jim Baen’s Universe, a totebag and coffee mug.

-SECOND and THIRD place winners will receive a year’s membership in the National Space Society ($45 level), an autographed copy of The Best of Jim Baen’s Universe, a totebag and coffee mug.

*Publication details will be worked out between winner and JBU. In the unlikely event that none of the stories qualify for professional publication, a cash prize, of an amount determined by contest organizers, may be substituted in lieu of publication.

-Winners will be announced and notified no later than May 9, 2007. (only the winners will be notified) The winners will be honored at the 2007 International Space Development Conference Gala Awards Dinner, in Dallas TX, on May 22, 2007. (though we would prefer the winner attend this Gala, it is not required.)

Funky day/week/month…

I’m not sure whats going on with me. For the last 2 or 3 weeks, I don’t think a day has gone by where I didn’t snap at the kids. It started when they truly did something bad, but now it can be just about anything. This morning I told my youngest he had to clean his room today. He said “I don’t want to.” SNAP. I yelled something along the lines of “I don’t care what you want, you WILL clean your room today.” Before that we had a great morning… laughs, giggles, etc. Dunno whats gotten me into this funky mood, but I’d better get out of it quick.

Writing

Paperback Writer has an article on free online writing courses:

Thanks to the internet, writers can now attend classes and workshops from any spot on the globe. No classrooms. No spine-rearranging desks lined in wads of used gum. No snotty teacher to grab you by the sleeve and say, Well, Miss Smartie, why don’t you stand up and read whatever you’ve been writing to the whole class?

Read more over here.

Christmas 2006

Christmas has come and gone. The Boxing Day madness is still here, and since most stores extend the ‘day’ into a week, it will continue. I think I’ll just sit at home and watch the kids play with their new toys. I got to do all the cooking and cleaning this holiday, which is fine by me. I watched as Marnie slowly went insane assembling various small pieces of Lego into ships and catapults and what not.

We spent Christmas Even with family. There were only about 13 of us this year, what with various members of the family having babies or traveling around the world. It was nice. Christmas Day I cooked a turkey. It was bigger than I thought, and we’ll be eating turkey for quite a while. I ended up falling asleep on the couch while everyone else played. Life is good.

Today, Marnie sent me down to the office to do some writing. I did a bit, and then felt guilty about the languishing Blog. Such is life.

I hope everyone had a wonderful time this Holiday.

Another week, another…

Writing
Yup, almost a full week since I posted. And, looking back, almost four weeks since I wrote anything major (that is, more than 100 words a day). According to my calculations, I now need about 4000 words a day to finish the first draft on my self-imposed deadline. Ugh. If I start now, I still think I can finish my draft “0” by the deadline, but not the first draft. Draft “0” is the really rough first piece of sh*t that my brain spits out. It’ll be about 1/2 the word count that I am aiming for, and contains POV changes, tense changes, point form scenes, etc.

So, that’s my new goal. Draft “0” by the end of the month, and First Draft sometime in the new year. I won’t put a date on the first draft yet, I’ll wait and see how crappy Draft “0” is first.

Good Morning
Ryan woke up this morning, with his usual muffled “I’m awake!” coming from his bedroom. This time, it was followed by “Dad”. Most of the time he wants Mom to get him out of bed, but this morning it was me. It’s a job I really enjoy, and today was no exception.

I walked into his room, the light from the open door showing a bundle of blankets in the middle of the bed. I could just barely make out the tousle of hair sticking out. I still wasn’t sure it was Dad that he wanted, so before I stepped too far into the room, I made sure I let him know it was me. There was no answer, but there wasn’t a sudden pulling of the blanket over the head scene either. So far so good.

I sat on the edge of the bed, there was just enough space for me, and looked down at him. He had pulled the blankets off his head and squinted up at me smiling.

“Dad,” he said, “did you put up the Christmas Tree last night?”

“No Ry, we’ll put it up in a week or so.”

“Good.” He smiled and rubbed his eyes. “I want to help decorate it.”

I leaned in and gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Don’t worry, we won’t put it up without you there to help.”

He gave me the squint and smile again, and wriggled his arms out from under the covers. They reached up and grabbed around my neck, pulling me into a hug.

“I love you, Dad.”

“I love you too Ry.”

“Can I have Dino Eggs for breakfast.”

“Absolutely.”


The kids help with the tree every year, and there’s no way Marnie will have it any other way. They have so much fun doing it, it’s a blast. Traditionally in my family, the tree was set up overnight, and when we woke up in the morning the thrill of seeing the tree was enormous. We loved the surprise. My kids will never have that, but I think them helping is a much greater joy for all of us.