Tuesday, November 29, 2011

A Way Back In

One big disruption after another. That’s the story of most of our lives this time of year. I have no special claim to whining rights in that regard. Besides – isn’t it ungrateful to whine about fun stuff?

Like travel – which I find to be fun. Out west. Upstate. Seeing old friends. Meeting new folks. Teaching about writing. What’s not to like?

And holidays – which I’ve always found to be super fun. Around the corner. Across the continent. Being with family. What’s not to love?

Except if you’re trying to inhabit the writing life where ABCD is Always Be Courting Discipline – and E and F are Exercise Focus. Disruption is the enemy of that alphabet.

What I need – What you need – What we all need is a way back into the work. I found my way back in while I was dead center mid-disruption.

I’d neared the end of two intense days of dashing. Hotel to conference center. Workshop teaching to seminar presentation. I ducked into Christi Krug’s classroom for respite from the storm and was swept away.

She calls her technique Wildfire Writing. Free writing with form is how I describe what we did that afternoon. And it certainly lit a spark in me – a spark I can bring back to blaze any time. Especially with Christi’s 100 Writing Prompts to kickstart me from fragmentation to focus.

Flame on Demand – that’s the ticket. I sit my disrupted self down. I check my prompt list. I write like wildfire for fifteen minutes and I’m where I need to be – back in writing mode.

I don’t know if Christi shares her prompts outside her classroom. This is the stuff of her workshop after all. Go to her website at http://www.christikrug.com/ and ask. It can’t hoit.

Or come up with your own list. Brainstorm subjects that would kickstart you. Google writing prompts. Ask other writers for their most effective writing start-ups.

Whatever you choose to do – Just do it. Right now at this disruptive season. And fast – like wildfire.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Picking Up a Platform Plank

Have you ever had a gift drop on you out of the blue when you’d pretty much given up on it ever appearing? That happened to me at the Write on the Sound Conference in Edmonds WA.

I’d been searching for some time for such a happy happenstance in reference to Twitter. Specifically I wanted to know how much I should bother with it. Is it really relevant to my career – and yours?

It was mid-morning Saturday of conference weekend. I’d just completed my second presentation in two days. The first had been a four and a half hour memoir writing workshop – the second a motivational seminar.

Both had been well received and I’d enjoyed them immensely. I was feeling like a reward might be in order. Maybe I’d walk into town for an early lunch.

I scanned the conference agenda all the same to see what was scheduled. One seminar caught my attention immediately. Creating e-Books and Marketing Them with Ron R.S. Gompertz.

“Indie and traditional authors need to understand and master e-books,” the brochure description read. I was a thousand percent in agreement with that. All thoughts of a local wander evaporated.

The information we received from Ron that morning was so voluminous my fingers ached from notetaking. Thank heaven he took our email addresses and agreed to send us the text of his power point screens.

I relaxed a bit after that and mostly watched and listened. Especially when he flashed one particular screen. A graph of the sales performance of his e-book No Roads Lead to Romehttp://www.noroadsleadtorome.com/ and www.facebook.com/noroadsleadtorome.

The bottom line of the graph illustrated the bottom line in sales results from each of his several promotional efforts on behalf of the book. The line made jumps and bumps as he incorporated each strategy over time.

Until he began to Tweet. At that point the line took a sharp leap upward and continued to peak afterward. I stared at the screen as Ron talked about what a revelation that had been for him.

It was a revelation for me also. At last I understood why we should use Twitter. We should use it because it works. Because it communicates. Because it gets noticed. Ron’s graph was proof of that.

Boy was I glad I didn’t take a walk.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

On the Road with All of Us

I'd been feeling guilty about falling behind on these posts to my writer friends. Then I got it. I've been with my writer friends.

My itinerary reveals only the surface of my current west coast seminar sweep. What cities I've flown into or out of on which dates at what times.

 From New York to Seattle to Santa Monica then back to Seattle once more - in few enough days to rattle the consciousness. Maybe that's why I didn't get it till this morning.

I haven't been sweeping from place to place or even from seminar to workshop. I've been transported from writer to writer by the winds of our precious history.

I began making writer friends in the late 1970's when I first spoke my secret wish out loud. "If you could work at anything what would it be?" my husband Jonathan asked.

I was in a space between career phases at the time. I had no doubt about my answer to his question but I spoke tentatively anyway. "I'd be a writer."

That moment opened the door to many things which have enriched my life. The richest of these is my community of writer friends.

I've been enfolded and embraced as well as challenged and chided by that company. I seek them out wherever I go.

Thus in Santa Monica Mel Ryane and I met on the pier and talked and talked. The next morning on seminar day I met Pamela Samuels Young an impressive author I intend to add to my circle of acquaintance and support.

I also had a long phone conversation with Dorothy Randall Gray about another opportunity we're organizing for writers to get together.

The first Wild Women Write Weekend - October 5th through 7th of 2012. Wild Women everywhere - and anyone who wants to be a Wild Woman -- Save Those Dates! And be sure to put your email address on our contact list at info@wildwomenwrite.com.

Tomorrow I head out again for the Write On the Sound Conference in Edmonds WA. For more information about that event check my website Itinerary page at www.aliceorrseminars.net.

After the WOTS debut of my new memoir workshop there will be supper and celebration. Jennifer McCord and Joanne Ottness and Sheryl Stebbins and Roberta Trahan will celebrate with me - writer friends all.

Three days later back in Seattle I ferry across Puget Sound to Vashon Island - my former home place - for good chat and hearty laughter with author-humorist Mary Tuel.

Finally I speak at Seattle Free Lances - my fourth presentation for them. I'll be overjoyed to see Liz Osborne and - you guessed it - more writer friends. Then I fly back to New York..

I know what I'd do without my writer friends. I'd have a less lovely life. I also know what I won't do with my writer friends. I'll never give them up.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Turn-Off Love Scenes

My favorite non-favorite love scene line ever was, “He sipped at her lips.” This gem arrived on my cluttered agent desk as a submission from an aspiring romantic suspense writer.

I tend to be a visual person. I visualized him sipping away. Nothing romantic about that.

I tend to select clients with sales potential. Two piles for submission reactions – yes or no. Where did the sipper land? No suspense about that.

You could dismiss such writing as genre fiction cliché. But that doesn’t tell us anything. Doesn’t instruct regarding what is essentially at fault.

Lack of authenticity – that’s the rub. In real life if someone sipped at my lips I’d either laugh or turn nauseous. I would not be turned on.

Yet again art reflects life. And writing an effective love scene is definitely an art. That’s why it’s so difficult to master.

At the heart – or other organic region – of this particular art is the imperative that you turn the reader on sexually. Or at least you don’t turn her off – with a ludicrous image or worse still an unsavory one.

This is commercial fiction we’re talking about here. Which presents another imperative. You must keep the reader reading – page after turning page – hooked hard into the world of the story.

You must never interrupt that pace with a sloppy line that stops the reader in her tracks to exclaim, “He did what?”

She makes that abrupt halt when a fissure appears in the believability of the story world. When the action doesn’t ring true. When the writing and what it portrays is not authentic.

John Gardner in his definitive work, The Art of Fiction, says, “Never awaken the reader from the dream of the book.” He’s right on as usual. The thud of an inauthentic line is a dream buster for sure.

Where do you find authentic details for your love scenes? Ask yourself, “What turns me on?” Make a list. Start there. Let your imagination – and your libido – do the rest.

My next non-favorite love scene line is, “He entered her.” This turkey is usually written by a man. What could he be thinking? That she’s a door? Or a contest?

Don’t even get me started on that one.

Friday, September 9, 2011

Chaos Contagion


Has your personal corner of the world gone tupsy-turvy lately? Have you been flooded in the northeast? Or blown off course by hurricanes and tornadoes in the south and elsewhere? Or been too close to toasting by wild fire in Texas?

Whatever maelstrom – natural or unnatural – may have churned your world. I hope you were able to keep you hatches battened and your laptop dry.

On my own home front. After two months of waiting for a furniture van from the northwest they scheduled it to arrive in the middle of Irene. We had to hold them off until we could repair the saturated and crumbling bedroom wall she left in her wake.

This was nothing compared with the devastation wreaked upon so many so often these days. But it was a pain in the patoot nonetheless.

“What does all of this have to do with publishing life?” you might very well ask.

If you were on deadline as havoc raged the answer to that is obvious. Otherwise you might want to peel your ear away from the disaster alert band of your battery powered radio and listen up.

If disruptive dismantling discombobulation is happening to us. At least a certain amount of it is happening to them also. Or to somebody they care enough about to have their rafters rattled by it.

“Who are they?” you might very well ask.”

The publishing professionals we spend so much time worrying over and waiting for – that’s who. Many of us have a project adrift in our writing career ozone right now while we pine for some agent or editor to haul it back to earth.

If this is true for you. Hang loose for a while. Remember that the majority of pub pros work in New York City. Here - from a newly returned New Yorker - is the skinny about that.

We’ve been through a mini-earthquake and a maxi-storm. Much of New Jersey and other contiguous states is washing over its banks at the moment.

Plus as of this evening we’ve been notified of terror attack threats to tunnels and bridges and heaven knows where else.

Keep that in mind while checking your mail – electronic or snail – for a response that is already overdue. Perhaps you could cut this particular agent or editor some slack and improve your relationship in the bargain by letting her know – subtly of course – that you understand.

In fact you could nail her gratitude down so securely not even the hounds of you-know-where will blow it away.

As we say here in apple town, “It couldn’t hoit.”

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Output Insights

I recently attended a conference on internet publishing organized by the New York City chapter of RWA. The day was immensely informative. Though I found one segment perplexing.

My agenda was to pick up tips on e-book promotion. One of the speakers addressed that exact topic. An energetic author with a professional demeanor. I’ll call her Anna.

She spoke of her experience marketing her e-books on line. “I went from a few copies here and there to selling a truckload,” she said.

She quoted a number that certainly sounded like a truckload to me. Then she moved on as if no further explanation was needed. My hand shot immediately into the air.

“What were your promotion techniques?” I asked.

She claimed to have done no online promotion. I wasn’t buying that but I shut up for a bit anyway. Eventually she did say that her road to the truckload involved frequency of publication.

“How frequent?” I shouted no longer able to maintain my non-troublemaker guise.

"Once a month," she said.

My heart plummeted. There’s no way I could manage that. Same for most of the authors I know. Though Anna did allow that some of those pubs were short pieces.

Then I remembered Jo Beverley. I was her agent until I retired but we first worked together when I was an editor. Jo came to that relationship with two huge advantages.

First she is remarkably talented. Read any of her books and you’ll find that to be remarkably true.

Second she had a backlog of unpublished novels and a couple of novellas also as I recall. Together these advantages presented me with a winning strategy.

We’d submit Jo’s gems to be released one after the other. Not so fast that they’d glut to market. Fast enough to grow her name recognition in record time. Not a book a month of course. This was print publishing after all.

The strategy worked. A pile of stellar reviews later Jo was a star. She’s kept on shining ever since.

My point is this. If you’ve been authoring for long you most likely have a backlog of your own. Lying fallow among old files. Hiding on your hard drive.

Open up those oldies. You just might find some digital darlings among the leftovers of your analog days. And they just might upload you into output mode.

Maybe not once a month. But possibly on the delivery schedule your career truckload requires.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Delving into Dark Stuff


I’m writing difficult material now – wretched and wrenching and even scary. Any author aiming for emotional impact must mine this territory.

We’re not just plucking heartstrings here. We’re going for the gut. That means we must grind our own guts in the process.

I’m not only talking about true life stories – memoir like I’m writing now. We struggle through similar terrain writing fiction and other forms also.

If your purpose is to carry your reader into a dark valley you must go there first. On your own with every nerve ending stripped for maximum sensitivity. You have to feel it all the way.

Feelings are the medium by which you plunge a reader into maximum engagement with your work.

Make them feel and you’ve got them hooked. Keep them feeling and you’ve got them hooked all the way through. Turning pages whether they be pulp-based or digital.

But first you as writer must brave the tough part and that’s not easy. In my writing workshops I quip about it as oven cleaner writing. I’d rather clean the oven than write it. Most writers agree.

These are the passages anyone would just as soon run away from. You arrive at the edge of the abyss and suddenly you absolutely must check your email – or walk your pet even if he’s a goldfish – or clean the oven though it can clean itself.

 Too many authors avoid such writing. They maneuver around or skim over. As a literary agent I received many of their manuscripts and chose not to represent them. They didn’t hook me. They wouldn’t hook an editor or reader either.

So once more into the breach it must be. Hold your nose and dive deep into the stuff that hurts the heart and singes the soul. You can soar back to the light of triumph later.

For now you brave the darkness. Because there – sparkling amidst the murk – lies publishing pay dirt. And I don’t mean the kind I find in my oven.

Monday, August 15, 2011

What is a Crime Novel?


On Saturday I attended my first Mystery Writers of America event since my return to New York City. In honor of that enjoyable and informative experience I address the above question from my most recent Writing the Thriller-Mystery Novel to Die For seminar.

Some may quibble about my answer but here it is.

I begin with the market angle. Mystery novels and thrillers – sometimes referred to as suspense novels – are very different commodities when it comes to marketability.

The market for traditional mystery novels – with a few exceptions such as the stellar Berkley Prime Crime line – is generally modest. Thrillers on the other hand dominate the field and the bestseller lists.

One element of the traditional mystery novel – generally divided into hardboiled’s and cozies – is a market plus. That element is the series hero – a compelling main character who continues from book to book in a series.

A well-written series protagonist appeals to readers and that appeal grows with each new encounter in each new story. Until the reader is not only hooked but hooked deep.

The market appeal of the thriller is all about the thrills. This is a fast-paced high-impact story that takes the reader on a wild rollercoaster ride from beginning to end. The wilder the ride the deeper the hook is set.

The crime novel is a happy medium between these two. Happy because of high sales potential.

The pace of the crime novel is fast like a thriller. The story situation is intense with high stakes and a truly terrifying evil villain. The hero is both tough and determined.

In other words the crime novel is as thrilling as a thriller novel. The difference is that the savvy crime novelist has also borrowed wisely from the more traditional mystery.

Most crime novels have a continuing character as story hero. We fall in like with this character in the first book and that like turns to love as we cleave ever more tightly with each heart-stopping adventure.

An example of this for me is my newly minted infatuation with Mickey Haller of The Lincoln Lawyer. I first discovered this character in the film. Then couldn’t wait to read the book which thoroughly hooked me on the author.

I’m a latecomer to Michael Connelly’s work. Now I can hardly wait to know him better via Harry Bosch in The Black Ice where Harry’s connection to Mickey is introduced.

These stories are perfect examples of how techniques of the mystery novel are incorporated into the intensely dramatic and powerful story situation of the thriller novel.

In true mystery fiction fashion the hard driving hero investigates relentlessly – discovers clues and suspects – and refuses to be satisfied until the truth is revealed and evil is vanquished. All of which is accomplished at the cost of considerable risk and often damage to the hero.

This is the best of both worlds box officewise. Just ask James Patterson or Patricia Cornwell or Jeffrey Deaver or J.D. Robb aka Nora Roberts.

Or better yet read a few crime novels and find out firsthand. I suspect you will enjoy the ride.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

How Far Will We Go?

Most of us approach memoir writing determined to tell the truth – the whole truth – nothing but the truth. That certainly was my intention.

Then a savvy editor advised my savvy agent that I should expand my triumphant cancer story into my entire life story and make that triumphant also.

My original approach had been to tell my story by telling other stories. Of the many people who carried me through my ordeal to survival and thrival. I loved that story but it was a cancer book.

“Too many of those out there,” savvy editor said. “Too much of a niche book. We [meaning, mainstream print publishers] can’t afford to do niche books these days.”

So I shifted gears and began again. From where I literally did begin – with Grandma. This section was definitely triumphant. A thumbs-up period of my life. Almost too good to be true.

Then Grandma died. The tone of my life took a sharp left after that. Out of her sunny garden into the dark world of my mentally disturbed mother. Not much triumph there.

I did my best to give the telling an upbeat twist via small victories and instants of help along the way. I also only skimmed the surface of the truly dark stuff. I didn’t leave it out. I didn’t dive in either.

That turned out to be a wrong choice in commercial mainstream publishing terms. The darker the better, I was told. The deeper the dredging the closer to pay dirt you get.

Sensation sells. Violence and sex. Danger and damage. The brutal the bad and the ugly. Plus terror and a torrent of tears.

The ante toward all of that is rising in the memoir genre. Annals of angst flood the marketplace. Each one in most cases is an attempt to top the rest as a terrible tale. The goal – to attract mass attention by mining the downside.

The story of my years after Grandma gets very downside indeed. If I were to go truly damaged and dirty I could match melodramas with the best – or perhaps the worst – of them.

At this point in the prodding of my marketability consciousness my savvy agent asked me a couple of questions.

“Do you want to do this? Is this what you want to be known as?”

After decades of struggling out of my personal shadows into the light beyond. After re-creating myself to be taken seriously as a proficient profession and healthy human being. Is my unhealthy history what I want to be remembered for?

In response I returned to my original story. How I beat cancer with a lot of help from friends and strangers who became friends.  With a new title now – Lifted to the Light: A Story of Struggle and Kindness.

My savvy agent tells me that the digital market appears to work for niche books. The digital market just happens to be how far I’ve been wanting to go.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Comes the Revolution

For some of us – for me at least – it showed up too fast. We weren’t ready.  We’d counted on more time to prepare and while we were counting the storm broke over us.

Like so much in this la nina/el nino year. Floods rushed in. The wind struck. For some of us there were hailstones big as Buicks.

Next thing we knew – the landscape had been transmuted. A few familiar structures remained but not enough for adequate shelter. Mostly there was the unfamiliar – and disorientation.

What to do? What to do first? How to find out how to do it? Who to trust that they actually know what they say they know – especially if we have to pay them for their alleged expertise?

I don’t know about you but I absolutely hate looking foolish. I pride myself on being in on what’s happening – up-to-date with current information – what Malcolm Gladwell calls a maven. I take pride in all of that and pride goeth before a fall. Another observer of the zeitgeist said that.

So here’s the skinny. The challenge/prospect/unfamiliar landscape of internet marketing can make me feel way out of sync – miles behind the curve – beyond foolish into stupid.

I’m not going to mention any names but more than a few writers have confided that they feel the same. And that they/we also feel fear.

Agents – editors – our grandchildren tell us we have to get with it or we’ll wither and die and drop off the career vine. That sounds as if it could be accurate. So what do we do?

We can lay out lots of dough to those new media pros I mentioned. And believe me when I say lots of dough. There are two problems with that.

Cash flows have become cash trickles for many of us. Plus – when we hire the doing done we shut ourselves out of the know. Which means we’re out of the power circle also and that’s a precarious place to be. A place where we’ll live in dread of the wild weather I was talking about earlier.

My solution would be that we share what we do know – pass on our knowledge power instead of hoarding it. Each one teaches many.

I don’t know what form that would take. Maybe it’s happening already. Maybe right here on the web. If it is – would somebody point me and many of my overwhelmed colleagues in that sharing/happening direction asap – please?

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Hook Them in the Heart



“What makes a book a pageturner?”

I asked that question of a legendary editor who had ushered many pageturners into publication.
“Heartstrings,” she said. “You must pluck their heartstrings.”

She meant you have to make your reader care if you want her to fly through your words as if life depended on finding out what happens next.

How do you fill that tall order and plant the narrative hook so deep in your reader’s psyche that she can’t bear to tear herself away?

You must tell a story whatever you are writing – novel, memoir, narrative nonfiction or how to open a can of tomato soup. Make it into a story, a story happening to a person. Make us care what happens to that person enough to keep turning pages to discover her fate.

What inspires us to care about the person at the center of your story? Make that person struggle mightily. The mightier the struggle, the faster pages fly. Make your person struggle with grace, and you set the hook deeper still.

You are setting that hook in the reader’s heart, plucking her heartstrings. This is a story, in which she cannot help but become involved.

She pulls for your person to pry the lid off that tomato soup can in time to feed the hungry hoard and save her finger from a near fatal nick in the bargain. Her triumph is your reader’s triumph, and that reader will remember her time with your work as an absorbing, satisfying experience.

Most important, in writing career terms, that reader is eager to read your next heart-hook story whether its fast flying pages are made of paper, pixels or flashes of lunar light.

Another huge plus happens even before you get to the stage of having a reader to hook. You hook the editor you are submitting to or the agent you hope to attract.

Good luck with all of that, and keep on writing whatever may occur.

What Attracts an Agent?



What attracts an agent?

It is appropriate to ask this question in intimate relationship terms, as if you were courting a much sought after object of desire, a person very likely to reject you. For writers, that is precisely what’s going on when it comes to searching for an agent match.

The question is asked me this time specifically in reference to the dreaded Query Letter. Dreaded because so much seems to ride on it and, in fact, too often too much does. May I offer a trick and a tip for surviving query letter hell and perhaps thriving as well?

The trick is to take back some of the power you automatically give away in such out-of-power-balance situations.

Most agents say that a query letter is all they want to see. Not only does the agent have the veto in her kit bag, the power to thumb up or down on a writer’s work. She is also narrowing the performance arena to virtually no-win parameters.

How do you display your ability to write fiction in a one-page business letter? The same question applies to memoir, dramatic/narrative nonfiction and all but dry-as-dust nonfiction any type.

This catch carries a number much greater than twenty-two. So what have you got to lose? You might as well go for taking back some power. Here’s a Tip re: doing that. Send a few pages of text plus a short synopsis along with the obligatory query letter.

Of course, those pages must be smokin’ hot. Your dramatic opening must catapult the agent into a fast-paced, wonderfully written manuscript. The momentum must be so unrelenting that only someone ready for the pallbearers could put your pages down.

Your equally thrilling synopsis follows suit. BTW, a future blog will tell you how to create such a synopsis with minimum angst. Stay tuned for that. In the meantime, back to your submission scenario. The agent is at the end of your scintillating synopsis, panting for more of you and your project posthaste.

Okay, I exaggerate a little, but that almost overwrought state of drama and urgency is precisely what you must create. Anything less lacks the mega tonnage necessary to blast an agent out of the ennui typically induced by reading far too many humdrum submissions. A few hours of that kind of reading, and the mind glazes. Your assignment is to shatter that glaze to smithereens.

Will she forgive you the few added pages of reading? Literary agenting is talent scouting. The joy of the work is in finding a new, wonderful, eminently marketable voice. Make that your voice, and she will forgive you anything. Make that your voice, and you will have gone beyond attracting an agent. You will have begun to worm your way into her heart.

A Call to Arms

A Call to Arms

Do you have your psyche on your side?

I’ll be addressing that big question from a number of angles in the future. For now, I’m concerned with the sector of your psyche that houses your fighting spirit.

If your goal is to get your work published or keep your work published or have your work better published, you are in a battle – a battle that requires you to be a fierce fighter.

The battleground metaphor applies to a writer’s perennial position in the publishing world, not only during these difficult economic times, but always. You must sharpen your weapons for the assault and keep those blades keen for the duration of your career.

You may have an agent or some other professional advocating on your behalf. You must not hand your career over entirely to these intermediaries and figure you’re off the hook. That’s very bad strategy, exactly opposite to being a savvy professional yourself.

You must be a warrior on behalf of your work. Let me say that again. YOU MUST BE A WARRIOR ON BEHALF OF YOUR WORK.

Feel the intensity of that. Take it in. Get it on gut level. You are commanded to make a powerful, unswerving commitment to do battle in service of your career. Only the most ferocious power and intensity will do – from this moment on for as long as you maintain your career.

No saying, “I can’t do that aggressive thing. It’s just not me.” This has to be you, the new you if necessary or the person you behave as if you are.

Of course, you must avoid lopping off something you need with your massive broadsword, something like your professional relationships.  You must be the sword of steel in a velvet scabbard, the velvet of diplomacy.

You know how to do that. You know how to do all of this. You are smart and brave. You may only have been waiting for permission to unleash the fighter within you. Consider that permission granted.

Welcome, Warrior, to the fray.

Get Up - Stand Up


We hear lots about platform these days. The thing you stand on to declare your presence to the world, and the presence of your book.

You poke your head above the crowd and say, “Here I am, worthy of your attention.”

Many of us flap around trying to figure out how to do that via the internet. I flap with you, born with neither thumbs texting nor fingers tweeting.

I accept the challenge because this is where I need to be. You, as an author building your career, need to be here also.

BUT – I won’t throw out my baby with the bath water, my baby being Public Speaking. In fact, I urge you to get a tub and jump in.

Okay, I hear you. You’re a solitary writing person. The idea of getting up in front of a crowd is way beyond your comfort zone.

My response – DO IT ANYWAY.

Start close to home where they won’t mind the clamor of you gagging over the heart in your throat or knocking in your knee zone.

So – what should you talk about? Talk about whatever this particular audience needs to hear and wants to know. Keep it about them, not about you.

Stand your book in front of you. Hand out a flyer telling who you are and what you do. Have your creds mentioned when you’re introduced. Sell and autograph in the back of the room at breaks.

That’s it. The rest is them, them, them.

Object lesson re: how well this works – Nora Roberts. I remember when she began speaking, first to local writers’ groups around the country. She was funny, warm, informational and inspirational. After her talk, she was in the crowd, talking one on one, making us her own one fan at a time.

Last year, at the RWA National Convention in Orlando, she did it again. Still making herself heard on behalf of all of us, despite longstanding bestsellerdom. It works for Nora. It can work for you.

Get up, stand up. Stand up for your life. Your writing life.

Memoir Mysteries


On Tuesday mornings all through last year, women met in the living room of my yellow house on Pink Tractor Farm and investigated the mystery of their own real-life stories.

Together we assembled the tools of excavation. We created a safe place among all of us for telling stories that touched deep places inside each one of us. We brought our whole, full hearts to the enterprise. We mustered our willingness to be open whatever risk that might involve.

Most of all we assembled our eagerness to answer the question that lies at the heart of every well crafted and well told mystery story. What is the truth here?

In our case, we weren’t looking for universal truth or even a truth that the other real-life characters in our real-life stories might agree with. We were looking for our own truth, the truth at the center of our hearts, our emotional truth.

We went about this exercise of archeology into the depths of our own mysterious histories by gathering the evidence. We gathered that evidence in the form of stories by collecting the episodes of our own experiences.

We focused on our best episodes in storytelling terms, those stories from our mysterious histories that are most dramatic, most powerful, most intense and sometimes those episodes that are most funny.

The investigation, the search, the dig down deep into the archeological site of each of us was only the beginning. After that, the crafting happened.

Stories have the power to make sense of our lives. That sense evolves naturally out of shaping each experience, each episode, each moment into a gem of a scene with a beginning, a middle and an end, then polishing it to a luster that shines true for each of us.

Suddenly, the fog surrounding the mystery of ourselves and our often confused and stumbling passage through the decades of our existence begins to clear, at least for the patch of time and heart that is occupied by each individual story. Suddenly, we see light and feel it also where there may have been questions or, more potently, silence and secrets.

Then we speak. We cast aside silence and secrets and share our stories with pride and trembling in this safe place we have created where the brave act of speaking is shared and applauded.

That is what happened in my living room. Women who had not considered themselves writers found the words that said almost truly what they wanted to say. They honed those words and in the process became writers of themselves.

It was a glorious time, those two hours each week, so much so that I intend to spread the experience from my long-time living room in the Pacific Northwest to my new living room in New York City, perhaps as soon as later this year.
I will invite other women to join me for the discovery of their gems of personal emotional truth. I will guide them toward telling those stories in all their dramatic wonder with skill and beauty. The mysteries will unfold and unwind and untwist from the center of the heart. It will again be glorious.

I can hardly wait.

Notch Up Your Discipline in a Space of Your Own


Virginia Woolf said that every woman needs a room of her own. I modify that to this: Every writer needs a space of her own. I’m headed back to city living again soon so that space will more likely be a corner than a room, but I intend for it to be my own.

What do rooms and corners have to do with discipline? Well, we must all make it a top level tenet of our work ethic to provide that space for ourselves.

Declaring yourself a serious writer is essential to forcing yourself and the world to perceive you as such. A crucial step in that process of declaration and perception is recognizing you and your craft as deserving of consideration and accommodation.

The first of those accommodations requires that you stake your claim to a space of your own. Spacious or cozy, elegant or monastic, this is the place where you will write.

It is not the place where other people’s priorities take precedence over your own. It is the place where you put into action your serious commitment to your work, your determination to write.

The people in your life may need to be schooled in the importance of this work to you and to the satisfaction of your soul. Only you can establish this truth in their consciousness of who and what you are.

It may take a while and it will definitely require a campaign on your part to incorporate this awareness into their estimation of you, but it is worth the effort.

That campaign for recognition and acknowledgement begins with schooling yourself. You must recognize and acknowledge that your desire to write deserves to be served.

You perform that service by making space in your geography for your work – the geography of your physical place and geography of your personal psyche.

Thrills Sell


Do you read the bestseller lists? You should. You’ll find lots there to learn about what’s happening in the publishing business. Agents and editors acquire authors to represent and books to publish according to their marketability. The lists are a gauge of marketability.

If you want to know what’s selling, the titles are right in front of you. If you want to divide those titles into categories, that information is right in front of you also. If you’re a novelist, you’ll notice that two genres consistently dominate the charts – romance and its associates and suspense and its associates. Let’s talk about suspense novels.

Check out the lists and you’ll see suspense titles everywhere. Whether the author leans toward the mystery novel format like Stieg Larson or romantic suspense like Mary Higgins Clark and Nora Roberts or flat out thrills the knickers off us like James Patterson, suspense sells.

Why is that? In my opinion, it has to do with the nature of the fantasy. In romance or relationship stories, for example, the very basic fantasy begins with love lightning. Two folks meet and sparks fly. Then they’re pulled apart by the struggles and complications that make up the plot of the story. Finally, they are reunited by the undeniable power of the love between them.

The suspense fantasy shares this level of story intensity and heightens it by adding mortal danger. In romance, emotional life is at risk. In suspense, physical life is at risk and, if the author is market savvy, emotional life also. The more risk in any story, the better, if your goal is to capture a reader, hook that reader deep and not let that reader to go till The End.

In a suspense novel, the main character, about whom we’ve been made to care a great deal, is struck by the forces of chaos that free float in the universe and from that moment on he is scrambling and clawing to survive. She must use every weapon in her arsenal, and I’m not just talking about gun firepower. This character will need to discover depths and perhaps even dark corners within, where the skills to survive whatever the cost reside.

This main character we want so much to triumph is up against an extremely formidable adversary. The more evil that adversary, while still being believable, the better. The fight will be to the death. Dire consequences will ensue if our hero does not win out in the end. The more dire those consequences, the better.

Our hero does triumph, by the skin of the teeth and at a personal cost. In this triumph lies the secret to the popularity of this genre. We live ourselves in a universe where chaos swirls about us in every direction. We’re terrified that these malevolent forces will touch down in our own lives. We’re further terrified that, if this happens, we won’t have what it takes to triumph.

Suspense fiction tells us tales of triumph over malevolence. Our hero makes it through and carries at least some of the rest of the cast to safety also. This is a reassuring fantasy in a time when reassurance is sorely needed. So if you want to write what readers want to read, consider suspense. The result could be a career thrill.

Do You Need a Love Scene?


Please, don’t mistake this for an inappropriately personal question. I’m referring to your fiction, specifically to your fiction written about and for adults.

The easy answer to the question is that sex sells. Which is true but shallow. The commercial viability of titillation cannot be denied, but it doesn’t touch the heart of the story.

That must always be your first concern – the heart of the story. You create the world where this heart beats. To keep it beating from start to finish must be your priority. You must keep it beating, not only with hot blood, but with truth as well – truth, as in authenticity.

Here’s the bottom line on that score. If you are telling the story of an adult character and you omit or avoid that character’s human sexuality, you’re not telling the full authentic story of her life or his experience.

More to the point in storytelling terms, you’ve squandered an opportunity – for drama and intensity, for conflict and struggle. You’ve missed a chance to tell the most powerful story possible about your character.

No situation possesses more potential for struggle, both internal/emotional/psychological and external, than two adult humans traversing the minefield of sexual attraction. Add the vulnerability of these characters gambling with love to the mix of your story and you have fireworks at your fingertips.

What storyteller would take a pass on that? Certainly not a storyteller – an author – who hopes to attract a wide audience to her stories.

Which brings us back to “sex sells” – or does it? Readers are drawn to stories that portray romantic/love/sexual relationships because this is the stuff of life’s deepest mysteries.

This is also, as I said, a minefield – dangerous ground we’ve all ventured onto at various times in our experience with varying degrees of success and satisfaction. There be dragons because there be more questions than answers.

AND – there be rich storytelling material. Rich and universal.

I believe that this is the true explanation for the strong sales potential here. Touch the tremulous territory of the libido, and you also touch the heart. The heart of human life at its most sensitive and fragile place.

This is tough stuff to write, even tougher to write well. Future posts will tackle the problem that poses.

In the meantime, do you need a love scene? If so, how explicit should that scene be? Only you can answer these questions for your story and for yourself as a writer.

I don’t generally use this space for promoting my own ventures. In this case, however, I could be of help in your struggle to write effective love scenes. With my seminar, “How to Write About Sex and Respect Yourself in the Morning.”

Let me know if you’d like me to present this seminar to your local writers’ group. I’d be pleased to teach you how to put love in your fiction and, more crucial still, to love doing it.

Care-acter Is Key


Let’s revisit the challenge of hooking your reader in the heart and expand upon it – to hooking your reader beyond fiction into memoir, dramatic nonfiction and almost any kind of writing you might choose to do.

The term “hook” can be elusive so let’s find another, more viscerally recognizable. We’ll call it connection. The reader is caught by a connection – specifically, a connection of the human sort. Touch the reader in a human way, and that reader is yours.

In fiction, the nature of human connection is evident. Create a character with whom the reader can identify. Do that by creating a character with whom the readers wants to identify – a character that reminds the reader of herself on her better days.

This character is no paragon – neither mastermind nor flawless epitome of anything other than one thing. That one thing is decency. The character with whom most readers comfortably identify is decent, decent, decent. In the thick of it, he manages to do the decent thing.

This principle holds true almost intact for memoir. The writer tells the story of a character named “I”, not a perfect being by any means but a human among humans doing the best she can. She fails on occasion, but tries nonetheless. The trying is key to the decency. Doing one’s best is, after all, the best one can do.

Dramatic nonfiction employs the elements of fiction writing. Chief among those elements is creation of the character at the center of the piece. The difference between this creation and a fictional one is that this character once lived, breathed and walked the earth in human form.

Which doesn’t mean, by the way, that we will want to read about him, however celebrated he may have been. Portray the decency amidst his humanity, and the connection is made with the reader and with yourself as writer in the bargain, because you’ll be hooked by him as well.

That brings us to the most crucial connection of all, the connection the reader makes with you as the voice telling the story or inhabiting the memories or revealing the subject. Yours must be a voice the reader wants to spend all those pages or pixels with as a close and trusted companion. Find your own authentic place of decency, your own noble attempt to do right by your writing, and you will make the deepest reader connection of all.

This is the connection – from author voice to reader consciousness – that transcends one particular work and reaches beyond it to your next and your next after that. Make that connection straight and true and you might just make your career a great success by becoming the voice the reader longs to experience again and again.

Connecting at author voice level applies to anything you might write, even the most practical service nonfiction. Tell that tale in a voice the reader trusts, and the hook is planted all the way to “The End” because you have made the reader CARE – about your character, your life, your object of attention and about you the author – the most essential care-acter of all.

When Lunch Was More than Nibbling


The agent-editor lunch is much more of a rarity these days than when I was back in New York dividing my day in the middle to break bread sticks with my opposite number from some publishing house.

Literary agenting is a task intensive business. There was always too much to do. For an instant at about 11 a.m., I’d think, “Oh, damn, I have a lunch today. Then I’d remember. Lunch with editors was my business.

I’d wear a black suit whatever the venue. I’d take the subway because taxis are too slow. I’d arrive early to settle into my agenda.

The editor would rush in out of her crowded day. She’d exhale the stress of her morning over chit-chat, ordering something appropriately light and taking a sip of iced tea or bottled water with a twist.

All very social, very nice, and that generally continued to coffee and agenda time. Inaugurated by a casual question about what submission she was reading that turned her on and why it did so. Progressing to manuscripts she’d recently acquired and why she chose them.

Bingo! Pay dirt! This was the point of it all – dropping everything midstride, rushing across town, even the black suit. She was telling me where her head, her tastes and her company’s needs were meandering right at that very moment book project wise.

I never took notes during those lunches. Instead, afterward I would find a quiet spot – my favorite, the tea room at the Pierre – and strategize.

My brain had been busy all the while – through lunch chat, brain picking over espresso, my fast jaunt to Fifth and 61st. Mining client projects for pay dirt of our own.

Out came phone and notepad – these days it would be a Blackberry. Plans were promulgated. Authors were alerted. Fast mail was insisted upon – hard copy only. Email is too ephemeral.

Whatever I’d divined to be this editor’s desire du jour would be messengered to her the next day. The message being, if I considered this submission urgent enough to bother with a messenger service, maybe she should stick the package in her tote and give it a read that very evening.
We talk about social media being all about relationships. Those lunches were all about relationships also. Relationship of the agent to her business, the editor to her publishing list, the author to her career trajectory.

I’m glad I retired before access to that resource dwindled. Plus, I would dearly miss those amazing restaurants.

Celebrate Good Times



Be sure to celebrate each and every triumph.

You sit down in front of blank page or screen. You come up with words one after the other. You disappear into your work for an experience of time and space transcended. Upon your return to what others refer to as the real world, your words are there, set down in your own way toward your own purpose. What could be greater triumph for a writer than that?

You find a new idea or a new approach to the idea you’ve been working on or the way around a thorny problem in your writing path. These are further triumphs. You must celebrate them all in the way that for you best honors your work and your accomplishment. Yet I find too few of us remembering this.

We hardly ever fail to lend lots of time and even more energy to things that don’t feel like triumph – rejections, opportunities for doubt, times when inspiration seems to have passed us by and appreciation along with it.

Yet we too often fail to lend much of anything, especially time or energy, to lifting our hearts and inner voices in gladness and gratitude for what does feel like triumph. Times we know beyond any doubt, even our own, that we’re on the right track – or the incandescent gift of a fresh thought – or those wondrous moments when we actually appreciate ourselves.

Each of these happens for all of us at one time or another. Too often we let such bright experiences pass without much notice. Too often we take them for granted as if they were nothing particularly special. When this occurs, it is a blessing squandered and denial of a possibility for joy.