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Slooooow words...
The winter and the thin economy put me to mind of slow food. My dinners these days are based on tough cuts of meat braised for hours with cheap root vegetables: carrots, potatoes, parsnips, beets. Simple, inexpensive deliciousness in no hurry to go anywhere.
That's my writing these days: unhurried and deliberate. What a relief. Last year pulsed, a frantic race: a rush to finish BRIGHTER THAN BRIGHT, a rush to market, a rush to get noticed. Even Na NoWriMo (which was a crazed blast). But this manic focus on getting attention sort of ruined the writing. The prcoess of writing.
Now, I can write. There is NO market. Sure, I'll keep seeking representation (though at a leisurely pace), but there's no hurry: the agents have no idea where to submit mansucripts. Editors laid off, imprints merged and even dissolved, houses putting the kabosh on new acqisitions... eh. Who needs that migraine?
So, I write. Every day. Novels and essays and poems and shorts. Especially the latter, which have a chance in hell of seeing the light of day.
The joy is back. I remember WHY I write. This all makes me very happy. Really.
Slow writing... Peace, Linda
PS. One reason why the whole process is so damn slow. Via Neil Gaiman via twitter via MacMillan ==> THE TYPEWRITER
PPS. Cool. This is my 100th post.
That's my writing these days: unhurried and deliberate. What a relief. Last year pulsed, a frantic race: a rush to finish BRIGHTER THAN BRIGHT, a rush to market, a rush to get noticed. Even Na NoWriMo (which was a crazed blast). But this manic focus on getting attention sort of ruined the writing. The prcoess of writing.
Now, I can write. There is NO market. Sure, I'll keep seeking representation (though at a leisurely pace), but there's no hurry: the agents have no idea where to submit mansucripts. Editors laid off, imprints merged and even dissolved, houses putting the kabosh on new acqisitions... eh. Who needs that migraine?
So, I write. Every day. Novels and essays and poems and shorts. Especially the latter, which have a chance in hell of seeing the light of day.
The joy is back. I remember WHY I write. This all makes me very happy. Really.
Slow writing... Peace, Linda
PS. One reason why the whole process is so damn slow. Via Neil Gaiman via twitter via MacMillan ==> THE TYPEWRITER
PPS. Cool. This is my 100th post.
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Comment by Linda on January 22, 2009 at 9:57pm -
Mae W did know. She's one of my inspirations... and Jodi, we're buds now (thank you). Peace, Linda
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Comment by JMac on January 22, 2009 at 9:40pm -
Great advice from a woman (you) who's been there and done that. I like you, Linda. I want to get to know you better. :)
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Comment by Wendy on January 22, 2009 at 7:25pm -
Ahhhh, the Joy of Writing..."Anything worth doing is worth doing slowly." Good Ole MaeW knew.
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Comment by Linda on January 22, 2009 at 7:20pm
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Gina, love the SUN. Got my first print pub there (Readers Write).
Thanks all - glad to get y'all wanting to write...slow... now, let's just see if I can continue to practice what I preach. Peace, Linda
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Comment by Jeanette Cheezum on January 22, 2009 at 3:37pm -
Linda, You are absolutely right. I think this is the best advice any of us could get. I love it wheter it's crazed or dazed. Write On!
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Comment by Cita on January 22, 2009 at 1:27pm -
Just finished reading The Sun... and was inspired. Then I read this post. More inspiration. Thanks. And congrats on #100
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