Write to this.
Write to this.
Abstract painting is abstract. It confronts you. There was a reviewer a while back who wrote that my pictures didn’t have any beginning or any end. He didn’t mean it as a compliment, but it was.
Yeah, same goes for literary critics.
This is my first stab at a cover for the CreateSpace POD (print on demand) book. It gives me something concrete to look at when I need encouragement. I already have edits in mind. Some people want me to change the photo to be me, but all I have are old black and whites, and the pixel count is too low. I found this photo after a 4-hour search through Deposit Photo and decided to pay for it, along with the cover photos for my next two books. I like her face, especially her eyes. As my daughter said when she saw it, “she looks like a thoughtful person, who has been through some things.” That’s what I was after.
The book is about a unique young girl’s coming of age in the 60s and 70s. It’s NOT in the “Young Adult” genre because of the picaresque adventures, including sexual adventures described in the book. And it’s not even vaguely pornographic. Regina (the main character) is strong, whimsical, funny and at times foolhardy—a real person.
My book, “Rebel: The Western Gate” is presently going through the revision and editing wringer at “Scribophile,” an excellent resource for writers serious about publishing. It takes some time and effort to find your place there, to connect with writers you respect to crit your work, but it is well worth the effort. You also have to crit the work of others in order to get enough “karma” to post your own, and that ends up being a tremendous learning experience. Really hones your own writing.
That’s what I’m in the middle of now, and expect this process to last another few months. Revising (moving chunks around, deleting stuff, adding stuff, killing off characters that don’t work, and worse) is where the metal meets the road. I am excited and terrified.
Beneath appearances are the spirits that are always singing to you. You have but to listen. You cannot write anything worthwhile unless you do.
Writing is jumping of a cliff. It is jumping into your uncertainty most of the time, but sometimes it’s the opposite. I have the kind of vertigo that tells me to jump off any edge more than 15 feet off the ground, so I don’t go near that kind of cliff. But writing is a way of doing it where no one can hear you screaming until you want them to.