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I Answer Some Questions about Writing III

9/25/2020

Here are some of my answers to written questions from students this past week….
(Yes, as always--just the answers—no questions).

This is one of those things in writing you have to discover for yourself—what works for you, and what doesn't.
And what works for you now might not work later, as your life goes through different stages....
Time works best for me, since I have so little of it.
Some days are better than other days. There are days when your brain is dialed in and the words come almost effortlessly.
Characters need to earn the happy ending.
(Of course, what a happy ending consists of is highly subjective. What's "happy" for one reader might come off as "prison" for another!)
Life gets in the way of art, sometimes.
Keep trying different things until you find what's right for you.
I'd recommend reading good, critical biographies of writers you like. You can safely cancel them if they turn out to be jerks.
Maybe see yourself as the true role model.
The real problem is in life trajectories….
Everyone has to deal with the internal editor. But—the internal editor is always wrong!
It's possible to accept that your first draft is terrible and keep moving on, because the real work comes through in revision. So just keep moving forward.
Remember, ALL TEXTS ARE FLAWED.
I'm not so sure I have a passion for writing—rather, maybe, I have a passion for understanding the world I live in, and storytelling is how I accomplish the understanding...sort of.....
My first memory of thinking about writing was in Fall 1969, reading Tolkien where they’re going up into the Misty Mountains and thinking "I could never write something like this." (Still true, btw).
Advice to me in the past: find a way to get over/around shyness and depression.
It's a weasel word, like all other weasel words.
Is it a problem?
I missed four days in June and three days in February. Other than that, I've written every day this year. But I'm in a different place in my life than you are.
You're young—you have time to meander.
It's good to write every day but you shouldn't feel pressure.
(Always good, btw, to keep a writing log. I have a simple excel spreadsheet to keep track of words written per day on various projects).
Long works are always intimidating! Every day I think--omg how will I write 100,000 words!
But you know what? A page a day is a book a year.
Slow and steady really does win the race, without burnout.
Telling a story visually and verbally are different things.
I don't know if it's better or worse, but it's something you can do.
I think 1st person/past is easiest, because it sort of mirrors how we (or most people) think.
But 3rd certainly has value. 2nd is mostly writers showing off*, but it can be fun....
*this is a joke, in case you're writing 2nd person stories! Really, go be your 2nd person self!
Just the usual imagery, language, and genius!
But poems rely on a more intense language
I don't know how page numbers/story titles/author names can get left off a submission, but they do get left off—a lot. Sad!
A voice that sounds like a person talking.
Anything done well is fine by me!
I once answered this question by saying that prose writers think straight ahead, while poets think sideways.
That doesn't help much, does it?
Poetry generally has more emotion in it because there are fewer places to hide. That can be scary!
You should be as specific as possible.
It's just empty words.
You make a statement—then take the statement another step.
This...I do not know.
Read the stories we've looked at so far this semester.
Listen to yourself talk—listen for the punctuation in your words. It's there. Listen for the pauses.
Everyone has a different rhythm. Your characters should probably have different rhythms, too.
It's not that hard. Like everything else it will come with practice.

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Pandemic Status VII

9/25/2020

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All indices up. But--anxiety-fueled Terror up the most. (Anxiety over virus, election, disunion). Rage still in the lead....

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This was my office at Texas A&M for graduate school and a couple of years later, more or less from 2004 to 2012….

It was cramped, it was dark—it was fun.

I shared the office with several good people over the years—Rachel Nikolaev, Julie Groesch, JeFF Stumpo, Olympia Sibley, the great Olivia Burgess.

Furniture for grad offices—the lamps and chairs, at least—was whatever you could find left out in the hallways. I went through a lot of chairs before I snagged one that wasn’t excruciating.

I like that comfortably cluttered desk.

I moved the Alfred Jacob Miller print with me to Kansas in 2012, and brought it back with me to Texas in 2015, and it hangs over my desk at home right now. The masks are downstairs in my apartment now. The clip-on lamps are in my current office at A&M now. The xmas lights are in my A&M office (yes, the same string of lights!).

(I haven’t been to my nice big windowed A&M office since March 9. I keep threatening to go down there and collect a few books I need, but I’m too terrified of the goddamn virus!) (But some day…).

I don’t tape things to my door anymore—one of the custodians when I was in Kansas said it was very hard to scrape tape off doors. So—I’m sorry about how I left that door, Blocker custodial staff.

Behind the door some sad grad student had scrawled a line from Melville: "Hold fast to the dreams of your youth."

Overall memory of this office: good, positive, would cocoon in there again and get some work done if I had a better chair.

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Pandemic Status VI

9/18/2020

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All indices up.

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Covid Remembered and 911 Too

9/11/2020

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This is a little flag I got on the first anniversary of 911, September 11, 2002.

I was driving a cab in those days, and I didn’t have a personal car then, and it was time for me to turn my criminal history into the cab company (yes, unlike Uber and Lyft, Yellow Cab tried to make sure their drivers weren’t criminals). So I had to take a bus all the way up to the DPS office on North Lamar, and a bus back, with multiple changes each way—and the bus back got caught up in the 911 ceremony. We all had to get off the bus north of the capital at 15th and Trinity (I think I remember). I had to walk all the way down to 6th and Congress to catch the next bus. What a hassle. Speeches were being delivered—I don’t know who was speaking. I pushed my way through the crowds, very annoyed, and somewhere along the way someone gave me a flag, and I still have it.

(Here's what I wrote about the 10th anniversary of 911).

So much for that day. Maybe next year, on the 20th anniversary, I’ll post my memories of what I experienced driving a cab on 911—memories which, as you might expect with me, have a heavy dose of stupid tragic absurdity.

This photo below is from our current tragedy.

This is a beer I drank during my last visit to a beer joint. February 26, 2020. Johnson City, Texas, just after I did a workshop at the wonderful Johnson City Library.

At the time, I didn’t know it was my last visit to a beer joint.

On February 26, President Trump said of covid victims, "...if you look at what we have with the 15 people and their recovery, one is—one is pretty sick but hopefully will recover, but the others are in great shape."

Yeah, right. I mean, no one really believed that at the time. Few people. I pay attention to the news, and while I sat in the beer joint I was figuring out what I might need to stock up on.

Of course, Trump himself didn't believe what he was saying. (Does he ever?) Three weeks earlier he told Bob Woodward, "It goes through air, Bob. It's also more deadly than even your strenuous flus. This is deadly stuff."

Me, I like beer joints. I like hanging out and drinking beer in them.

When will I again get to hang around a beer joint safely?

A thousand people a day are dying of covid—and those people did not need to die.

I think about those dead people—dead and not coming back—and I think of their families, and I think of the dead people to come, and I think of the Trump cultists who are just fine with the body count. It will take a generation to fix (maybe, sort of) the damage America has suffered the last four years.

All indices up. Rage especially and Heartbreak especially.

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I Answer Some Questions About Writing II

9/4/2020

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In a face-to-face class I get to talk to the Young Scholars about writing and what-all—but!—now that we’re all on Pandemic Zoom, basic interaction is more limited. So I have the students post written questions about writing or about the readings. Here are some of my answers from this week….

(Yes, just the answers—no questions).

Who are the characters? Are you going for comic or tragic?
The answers to each of these questions will lead to an ultimate answer....
But don't be afraid to change the outline when you get better ideas! It's not a contract!
Once you figure out what might sort of happen, start—writing.
It might help to think of the story as a photograph—a moment caught in time.
This exercise really is writing practice—it's to get you used to thinking in words and images.
Like with any skill you're practicing (and writing is a skill, not a talent), you will get better at it.
I love it when students relate their writing to the world around them.
What's the world around us like right now? It's sadly messed up, with a lot of material.
Just keep moving forward. (Until it’s time to revise).
You are going to live a long time—you have time to write all the stories. For today, just choose one.
Too much information will kill your story. (Creative writing teachers have a term for this: "the page two info dump" though often the info dump will take place about halfway down page one).
Does the reader need all the background info? Really? Probably not.
People have been trying to figure that out for a long time!
People are individuals and respond individually to what appeals to them. But—time moves on, the culture moves on, and what appeals to people moves on.
The libraries are full of books by excellent writers who are totally forgotten now....
I like to know where I'm heading—on a trip or in a story—but I have free will and can change my destination at any time.
Still I start with an objective in mind.
I'm not especially witty, but some few people think my writing is funny. I just put people in incongruous and difficult situations and let everything fall apart for them....
I wouldn't worry about it too much...?
Your personal style will develop over time—and change over time, too.
There are a lot of things at stake for all of us, all the time. Look out the window—we live in an increasingly dystopian society in the midst of a pandemic. What's at stake?
Sure, you can put a Dad character in there wherever you want. A good dad, a bad dad, a drunk dad, a sad dad—all these different dads would add depth to your story...
Clichés are popular because they are often true were maybe at one time satisfying. But you probably don’t want to write a cliché.
We live in a world where all the stories have been written except the one you’re about to write.
Try turning a stale idea around. The buzzer beating shot clanks off the rim….
It might be a very difficult story to write. But give it a try—ambition counts!
For our stories, you're limited by a very tight narrative space. So you might want to hold back on all the subplots.
Love your writing! But always read it like a writer. Don't be afraid to cut and cut and cut….
(And when I say cut—I don't mean delete. Save those words—you might want them later...).
Do you care about your story? If not, find a way to care about it.
Pretending to care about it will work until you really do come to care.
The real danger is not making any forward progress because you go over and over the same passages trying to get it "perfect."
If your characters cuss, then use real actual cuss words.
I'm thinking romantic love. You can do a lot with human emotions.