From
November 2004 UPDATE
Maybe
It Was the Right Call After All
by Judi
s. Fadeley
Tough
Love for Authors - Are We There Yet?
by Michelle
Monkou
Archived Articles
Maybe
It Was the Right Call After All
by
Judi S. Fadeley
I got a call. No, not The Call, but a call from a friend telling
me that her manuscript had been accepted by Avon and her book
would be in bookstores in December of 2005.
As
happy and proud as I was for her, a small part of me did not share
in her enthusiasm. I wanted to receive The Call. I wanted to be
calling my dear friends and telling them that my book would be
published.
And
then it happened, self-doubt. My book was not good enough; I would
never be published no matter how many retreats I attended, classes
I took, or hours I wrote. So what if I had degrees in English?
So what if I had a deep understanding of the mechanics of writing?
I flopped down in a chair and stared at the television for an
eternity of minutes.
My
husband had seen the same mood before - after bad scores on contests
or after an extremely brutal critique. "Why don't you just give
up writing? You'd best be spending your time knitting, cross-stitching,
or reading. All you have done over the past five years is chase
your elusive dream."
I
glared at him. If looks could kill, I'd be doing life at this
moment. "What makes you think I'm not a good writer? I have finaled
in contests. My manuscript has been requested by agents and editors.
My ideas litter this house on little pieces of paper. Characters
scream at me to write their story. I am a good writer."
My
husband didn't respond verbally. He picked up his newspaper and
began reading again. I'm pretty sure I caught the corners of his
lips turning up into a smile.
After
I closed my mouth, I realized my good fortune. My husband's reverse
psychology had gotten me out of my funk. He'd helped me fight
off my worst enemy - myself.
I
picked up my bruised ego and went to my office. I needed to write.
I needed to get the story in my head down on paper.
I
thought about my friend again. This time I was truly happy for
her. One day I'll get The Call, but until then, it's the other
calls I receive that make me try that much harder.
--
Judi
Fadeley is WRW's associate editor of the Update. She is the co-founder
and treasurer of the new Celtic RWA Chapter. She resides in Shepherdstown,
WV, with her husband and two lovely German Shepherds. When she
is not busy with her full-time job as a librarian in a middle
school, she works on her medieval trilogy based on her husband's
ancestors who fought with William Wallace. Judi can be reached
at jsf57@frontiernet.net.
TOUGH
LOVE for Authors . . . Are We There Yet!
by Michelle
Monkou
"TOUGH
LOVE for Authors" is my bimonthly article that will tell it like
it is! So far, I've spent more years as an aspiring author than
as a published author. The two points of view give me a unique
perspective that I want to share in the hopes that many more aspiring
authors can gain the title - published, while also providing insight
for the newly published authors.
Are
We There Yet!
On
my many trips to Atlanta with the family, I drive through the
night. The main reason is to avoid hearing the repeated whines
of "Are we there yet?" Instead, everyone awakens when I'm about
an hour away from my brother's house, for which I only have to
hear it once. This tactic guarantees that everyone arrives with
their heads still attached to their bodies. Before I begin the
road trip, I know it's going to be a long journey. I also know
that it doesn't help to look up at each sign post and wonder if
the trip is coming to an end. You have to know and believe that
there is an end and at some point in time, you will arrive.
By
now you know where I'm going with this.
When
I sold in 2002, I sent the first sale notice to Romance Writers
of America's RWR publication. I proudly sat down to type the blurb
and pulled one of the issues to copy the format. To my horror,
I discovered that many people stated how many years they wrote
before being published. In that issue, no one reported a timeframe
of over three to five years. Then I dug out a few older copies
and found one person who didn't mention the years at all. Perfect!
I copied the format and sent it in. Whew, I was relieved.
A
couple days later I got an email requesting the number of years
to publishdom. I replied that I didn't want to reveal how long
it took because it was beyond the average number of years. The
person said that the information would be motivational to the
pre-published. That did nothing to quell my insecurities. So I
came up with a creative way to chop a few years.
I
had joined my local RWA chapter in 1992, piddled around writing
an historical for several years, before thinking about writing
a contemporary in 1995. I finally wrote a complete contemporary
novel in 1998 and sold it in 2002. I can't remember what number
I used, but it wasn't ten years. Why was I ashamed?
Now
I look back at the experience and realize that it was a journey.
I took the scenic route with a few pit stops for babies, my Master's,
first home, change of day job, and parent's post-retirement adjustments.
Then I received a revelation and bought a map. Directions in hand,
I focused and stayed the route until I pulled up at my destination.
Don't misunderstand. The journey still continues, but being published
was a major goal.
So,
what exactly was my revelation?
I
had written several partials, never completing them. I attended
my local chapter meetings, writing wonderful detailed notes. At
home, the notes would be set aside until the next meeting occurred.
I would start a story and then another would pop into my head
and off I'd go to start that story. I stayed in this self-deluded
loop until several of my writer-friends called me to share their
first sale news. Honestly I didn't feel jealousy or envy, instead
I felt like a dud. My definition of a dud is me sitting there
with no proper proposal or complete manuscript in any shape to
send to an editor. I celebrated my friends' successes, but then
performed a serious self-talk about lollygagging.
For
six months, I wrote every night. I attended all my chapter meetings
even if the topic didn't interest me. I had already proven that
I was a good note-taker. My focus was now on networking, not only
with published authors, but also with writers who could relate
to how I felt. Being careful not to engage in pity parties, I
gained a small group of friends that became and still are my support
line.
I
had to take the responsibility that on this trip there is only
one driver - me. My friends take the curbside position, cheering
and patting me on the back. I look forward to those supportive
moments as a nice treat on a long, dry stretch of road. Occasional
glances in the rear view mirror are good for status checks, but
that's it. You won't move forward if your mind is constantly replaying
previous less-than-perfect experiences with masochistic zeal.
Reality
is that other writers will pull up alongside and then overtake
you. Don't sweat it. Maybe it does seem as if they are in the
express lane. Why should you care how fast they go? Maybe you
picked the good old, reliable sedan to get you there. It's slower,
but it's a sturdy ship that won't rock under strong winds. Getting
published; achieving a best seller list; or getting another contract
is not a race. Being consistent is the key to this game. Would
it help if I told you that there is an editor sitting at the station,
waiting for you to drive up and honk?
Set
your goal. Maybe you want to enter a contest. Create your
milestones. Make them as small or large as you are comfortable.
As an example: 1. Come up with a story. 2. Outline or plot the
story. 3. Write the proposal. 4. Share with your critique group.
5. Mail the proposal. At the end of the goal, you can celebrate
your success for staying the course. If you fell off at step 3,
then analyze what derailed you, but continue on aware of what
are your challenges.
Are
we there yet? -- That question is no longer allowed. So what if
it takes ten years to get published. So what if it takes fifteen
books before you land that lucrative contract. Keep your milestones
in view, and you'll see that you're doing what you need to do
to pull into that station.
Now
I can say with no shame, no shuffling of the feet, no apologies
that it took me six years to get my act together to write a complete
book. I did it my way, on my time. With my goals firmly in mind,
I know that I'm not there yet. But I'm on the road again, continuing
on with my journey. Maybe I'll see some of you on the highway,
chugging along with me.
--
Creating a special mix of a cowboy, city girl, stalker, and
Kwanzaa, Michelle Monkou's fourth title, Making Promises, a BET
Books Holiday feature, will be on shelves in October 2004. Visit
her website www.michellemonkou.com