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Lauren Roy: Five (And A Half!) Ways To Cast Out Writerly Doubt

Figuring out this writing thing is hard. It’s often a lonely job, and one that comes with unpredictable periods of hurry-up-and-wait as part of the package. Keeping up with changes and new innovations in the industry can be a part-time job all on its own. It’s also a career that – sometimes, unfortunately – the non-writerly people in your life might not take seriously.

There are a million reasons people might dismiss you and your work: You haven’t sold a book yet (implied: “It’s your hobby.”); you’ve sold stories or books but “I’ve never heard of you”; writing isn’t your main source of income (implied: “You’re not successful enough”); you write genre fiction (implied: “So you don’t write real books.”). My blood is boiling just writing those down, and recalling the slight disdain with which they’ve been said, in various forms, to me.

Even if you haven’t heard the above, even when you have a kick-ass support group, or have checked something cool off on your own writerly bucket list, a huge amount of us still have Writer Brain to contend with. That little voice that invites in its buddy Imposter Syndrome and starts a medley of you’re not good enough.

Do not listen to them, in any form.

Easier said than done, I know, and it’s something that – three books and a palmful of short stories in – I still constantly struggle with myself. So, I put together a list of things that have helped me shove doubt back out the door when it comes creeping in. If you have more to add, please put ‘em in the comments! Ready? Here we go:

Tell people you’re a writer. Say it out loud. Type it into the twitterboxes. Stick it in your social media profiles. It took me a long damned time to be able to say “I’m a writer” without ducking my head or appending a sheepish little laugh-and-shrug combo – not because I’m ashamed of what I do, but because I felt like I wasn’t far enough along in my career to claim the title. I might never cross whatever arbitrary success line my brain is drawing. So, my brain (and Imposter Syndrome) can suck it: I’m a writer. If you put pen to paper because you like telling stories, so are you. Say it with me: I’m a writer.

Celebrate your victories. I’m not just talking about sales here – that’s an end goal, but so much happens before you get to that point that’s also part of your job as a writer. And, after you’ve published your work, there are other cool things that happen that don’t always get counted as “big” wins. This is so subjective, I can’t possibly hit on everything, so some examples! (Psst, kick some more out in the comments if you’re so inclined!)

Do numbers motivate you? Do you like to see evidence of your progress? I have friends who put stars on a planner for every 500 words they write, or put a sticker on a calendar for every day they worked on a project. You can do it with spreadsheets or find a website that lets you fill up a progress bar.

Did you send a story out into the wild? Go you! That’s damned scary. Did it get rejected and you sent it right back out to another place? High five!

Did someone leave you a good review? Comment on your fanfic? Ping you on Twitter to go “MORE PLEASE”? None of these are little things. Let yourself feel good about them!

Find other fans. We’re out there, and we have keyboards. When Great-Aunt Sally is disappointed that you’re not writing The Great Gatsby for this generation (or that you are, but with spaceships), it’s nice to know that there are people out there who think genre fiction is the best thing ever. Follow other writers and fans on Twitter or Tumblr or wherever people are hanging out online these days. Participate in the conversations at your favorite blog. If you have the ability to attend a convention, find one near you and go! It’s so damned easy to feel alone, that it’s validating as both a writer and a fan to know that we’ve got this big huge global community, and it’s got our backs.

Accept or issue challenges. Participate in writing challenges if you find yourself in need of a kick in the ass, or start them if a friend asks for the same – I see people offering up 1k/1 hour sprints, or starting early morning (or late night!) writing hashtags. Check out the flash fiction prompts Chuck issues on Fridays, or his open critique threads. During NaNoWriMo, see if your regional coordinators are hosting any write-ins at local cafes or bookstores. If you can’t make it to an event in meatspace, Google Hangouts and Skype offer a way to have virtual ones.

Raise each other up. Like I said, we’re in this together. Cheer each other on when good things happen. Wave your +3 Pompoms of Encouragement and offer support when someone is feeling down. It can take whatever form you’ve got the time and spoons for: a “you can do it!” tweet, sending virtual hugs, whiskey, or kittens of support, an offer to chat or email if you’re at that comfort level with them. We spend a lot of our days staring at the pages. It’s good to know there are people out there beyond them.

Remember: You are not alone in this.

You are a writer, and your words are important.

Go forth and tell great stories.

I’m rooting for you.

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Lauren M. Roy spends her days selling books to bookstores, and her nights scratching out stories of her own. She is also a freelance writer for tabletop roleplaying games. Lauren lives in southeastern Massachusetts with her husband, their cats, and the ghosts of houseplants she forgets to water. Her first novel, Night Owls, was published by Ace in February 2014.

Her new novel is Fire Children:

Fifteen years have passed since Mother Sun last sent her children to walk the world. When the eclipse comes, the people retreat to the caverns beneath the Kaladim, passing the days in total darkness while the Fire Children explore their world. It’s death to even look upon them, the stories say. 

Despite the warnings, Yulla gives in to her curiosity and ventures to the surface. There she witnesses the Witch Women – who rumors say worship dead Father Sea, rather than Mother Sun – capturing one of the Children and hauling her away. Yulla isn’t the only one who saw the kidnapping; Ember, the last of the Fire Children, reveals himself to Yulla and implores her to help. 

Trapped above and hunted by witches and the desert wind, Yulla and Ember must find a way to free his siblings and put a stop to the Witch Women’s plans, before they can use the Fire Children to bind Mother Sun herself.

Lauren Roy: Website | Twitter

Fire Children: Indiebound | Amazon | B&N

Writing A Lot, Writing A Little, And The Power Of Failure

The other day, I talked a bit on Twitter about, duh, writing.

In part because I write a lot (and as a result, produce a lot of books) and a lot of people always want to ask how I do that, as if there’s some great secret. And no great secret or cheat code exists (except this: UP UP DOWN DOWN LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT B A SELECT START). But that doesn’t mean there’s not some unpacking to do around the process of writing in terms of the time it takes and how much you can or must fail.

And so: a Storify of them tweetsies.

Featuring bonus tweets by Joe Hill, Delilah S. Dawson, and more.

Revenge of the Awkward Author Photos: The Results!

Holy crapnoodles.

Nearly 500 votes later, I have tallied the results of the most recent Awkward Author Photo contest (the photos here!) — and hot damn, it was a nailbiter. For a long time it was a race between 11, 17, 38 and 61 — and then out of nowhere, little 72 started unearthed a secret vault featuring dozens of votes right at the end.

As such, that makes 72 our grand winner:

And it officially makes #61 our second place winner:

And third prize goes to #38:

I actually really love #38 and #71 — and of the ones that made me laugh the hardest, I’ll call special attention to #17, #28, and #59.

ANYWHO, so, you three winners — 72, 61, 38?

Email me! terribleminds at gmail dot com.

You got mugs and books and #72 has ONE FICTIONAL DEATH COMIN’ RIGHT UP.

And congratulations and thanks for playing, folks.

The Harvest: Out Now

“This strong first installment rises above the usual dystopian fare thanks to Wendig’s knack for disturbing imagery and scorching prose.” —Publishers Weekly

“Wendig brilliantly tackles the big stuff—class, economics, identity, love, and social change—in a fast-paced tale that never once loses its grip on pure storytelling excitement. Well-played, Wendig. Well-played.” —Libba Bray, author of the Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Going Bovine, and The Diviners

“A tense dystopian tale made more strange and terrifying by its present-day implications.” —Booklist

Under the Empyrean Sky is like a super-charged, genetically modified hybrid of The Grapes of Wrath and Star Wars. Wendig delivers a thrilling, fast-paced adventure set in a future agri-dystopia. Fascinating world building, engaging and deep characters, smooth, electric prose.” —John Hornor Jacobs, author of The Twelve-Fingered Boy

“A thoroughly imagined environmental nightmare with taut pacing and compelling characters that will leave readers eager for more.” —Kirkus Reviews

“A lunatic, gene-spliced, biofueled thriller. Fear the corn.” —Tom Pollock, author of The City’s Son

“An imaginative, page-turning adventure that will delight science fiction fans and have them impatiently waiting for the next installment.” —Joelle Charbonneau, author of The Testing Trilogy

IT IS COMPLETE.

The Heartland Trilogy is now a finished, published thing.

Because the third book, The Harvest, is out now:

Hardcover | Paperback | eBook | Audible | Audio CD

It’s exciting, because this is the first series I’ve truly finished — it’s the first one to make it out of the gate as a unified story told over several books.

Writing a trilogy or a whole series is tricky business — it’s a fine art between balancing the long con of far-flung planning but also course correcting between books and changing the story as you go. Some things about the Heartland series ended where I always expected, and some things didn’t. Some characters made it that I thought would perish — and *coughs into hand* some who I thought would survive didn’t cross the finish line with the rest of us.

There’s all kinds of things going on in this series — it’s a series about power, nature, and youth. About class warfare and oligarchy. About the struggle to do something real and change the world when you don’t want to. It’s a series about growing up in a world of oppression and war. And in a way, a series about growing up poor.

(You can actually find out a little about the origins of the series in this “Big Idea” post over at Scalzi’s WHATEVER joint, where I unpack how this cornpunk series came to mind and why I wanted to write it so bad.)

But it’s also got bloodthirsty corn, love triangles rhombuses, people turning into plants, hoboes, floating cities, arranged marriages, talking birds, multiple Pegasuses, robots, skyboats, piss-blizzards (sorry, “pollen drift”), tornadoes, a fallen city, a serial killer, and more. It’s young adult, though obviously I hope it appeals to adults, too.

I also posit that if you’re looking to see how well I’ll handle writing Star Wars: Aftermath, then this might be the series you’d wanna check out.

In fact, you can now buy the whole trilogy in e-Book for less than $12:

Under the Empyrean Sky: e-Book.

Blightborn: e-Book.

The books are eligible for Amazon Matchbook. Which is to say, if you buy the print book, you are eligible for a deep discount ($0.99, I think) on the e-Book.

Anyway, hope you check it out and spread the word.

Next up: Zeroes.

After that: Aftermath.

P.S. Tonight I’m doing the launch event at 6:00PM at Let’s Play Books in Emmaus, PA. Stop by, say hi. Or, if you’d like to bounce them a message and ask about obtaining a signed book, please do — I believe they can furnish that request. Call them at 610-928-8600 or go to: www.letsplaybooks.com.

P.P.S. Bonus: no racist old Atticus Finch in this book!

News And Observations From SDCC

*leaps off the back of a wyvern, lands in front of you in a crouch, ignites lightsaber, accidentally chops off part of own beard with it, howls in rage*

AND WE RESUME BROADCAST.

Hi, everyone! How are you? Did you enjoy your week away from TURRIBLEMIMES?

*checks notes*

Sorry, I mean, “terribleminds?”

Whatever.

Point is, I have returned from the HUMAN POP CULTURE THICKET that is SDCC (aka San Diego Comiccon), and I have been changed. I have been shaped — transmogrified! — by it. It was my first such event, and, yoinks.  As such, I thought I’d pop the latch on the ol’ blog and revisit with a news and observations post.

Let us begin with

Some News And Such

• I was fortunate enough to get my own small bit of news in and then out of SDCC. Remember that Star Wars book I’m writing? A silly little thing called Star Wars: Aftermath? Well, Aftermath is now a proper trilogy. And I’m the one writing it. (News here at Entertainment Weekly!)

• I got to do a rather big geeky publishing panel — a Sci-Fi versus Fantasy Family Feud game. I was on the side of Sci-Fi with the likes of Ernie Cline, Daniel H. Wilson, and Austin Grossman. We were opposed by the raucously popular FANTASY KIDS: Leigh Bardugo, Brandon Sanderson, Naomi Novik, and the Eldritch Yggdrasil Beard himself, Pat Rothfuss. Fantasy was super-popular with the crowd, and it occurs to me that the FANTASY KIDS could easily become a violent street gang that could itself become a cult. They are dangerous, and they need to be stopped. *hangs up posters around town warning you about the FANTASY MENACE* More seriously, the Sci-Fi team totally lost, but I call shenanigans on the survey questions, damnit. One of the most popular cult films by survey was — wait for it — Star Wars. Which I think is the definition of the opposite of a cult film? Whatever. It was a blast, we had a hoot, the audience seemed to love it, and we got to explain to Daniel H. Wilson what a horcrux was.

• Speaking of that Family Feud game, we did a signing afterward and someone let me hop into this photograph and diminish it with my presence:

 

• Sweet hot hell, I got to meet Gary Whitta and Veronica Belmont at one time. Gary Whitta is of course the Force-wielding ubermensch writer behind Star Wars: Rogue One and also he’s working on Rebels now and oh let us not forget about this amazing new novel of his, the blood-soaked historical fantasy, Abomination. Veronica Belmont is one of the bad-asses behind Sword & Laser and is also ready to deliver unto you ethical and emotional tech advice with her new video column at Engadget, Dear Veronica. Now look at this cool picture of cool people! Robert Brockway looks like he’s scanning your brain. I’m travel-encrusted and high on exhaustion! Sam Sykes is gonna eatcha! Gary Whitta may have fouled his pants! Veronica is happy because she’s facing away from the rest of us! Diana Rowland is aware of the hilarity of her situation!

• I should also mention that Brockway’s The Unnoticeables came out this week, and it’s really fucking good you guys. I don’t even know what to call it. Just click.

• I signed a bunch of Star Wars: Aftermath posters.

• I signed all the present copies of ZERØES which was cool — I had a line of people!

• I apparently also got food poisoning? Or some kind of stomach bug. We always say it’s food poisoning and then we play the game of where we got it from, and I did eat sushi that night but I ate it from a reputable restaurant but it also wasn’t that great but you also have to eat it with your hands and for all I know I had somebody’s FOUL GERMSLURRY under my fingernails when I was popping tuna nigiri into my snapping maw and that’s what did it? I dunno. All I know is, already exhausted, I got about three hours of sleep peppered between me rolling out of bed and, ahem, having to attend to the goblins trying to get out of my intestines. IT WAS SUPER-GREAT YOU GUYS. The next night I missed a dinner meeting because I literally collapsed on my bed and fell asleep for over four hours, sleeping through my iPhone alarm, phone calls, and a rock concert playing loudly outside. I maybe died for a while? So that’s cool.

• It is rare I get to actually hang out with my Shield co-writer Adam Christopher, because he lives in — *checks a map* — East Umbria or New Zorbland or one of those other Non-American countries? They blur together. Either way, we got to hang multiple times, including once at a really weird party I cannot tell you about. Look! Here we are! GAZE UPON US AND DESPAIR. I’m loud and foolish! He’s reserved and cheeky! I’m American! He’s North Zorblander! We fight crime.

 

• I got to hang out with Rhianna Pratchett. Which is basically, you know — *scratches one off the ol’ bucket list* — because she’s amazing. Games! Comics! Wonderful human being!

• At the signing post-Family Feud, me and Leigh Bardugo sat next to each other which I think is the equivalent of sitting the two chatty clowns at the back of the classroom. She was the bestest sign-line buddy you could ever have. Here is a photo of us judging you for your transgressions.

• Actually, I got to meet and or hang with an unholy host of people that cannot and will not be properly enumerated here, but I’ll give a sampling: Paul Cornell, Kelly Sue DeConnick, Pierce Brown, Robert Venditti, Diana Gill, Peter Clines, Zen Cho, Joe Monti, Daniel Kraus, Hugh Howey, Alex Segura, the Star Wars publishing team (including the mighty Holocron Keeper himself), Scott Sigler, Wes Chu, Ty Franck, Daniel Abraham, Richard Kadrey, Beth Cato, David Pomerico, Jim Zub, and *cough cough* other people! I have a brain like a sieve!

So, Onto The More Observationscented Portion…

• SDCC is a human zoo. You need to know that going in.

• What this means is, if you’re like most writers (which is to say: an introvert faking extroversion, a failed actor afraid of the stage), then you will probably find those crowds challenging at some point. I loved it until I didn’t. One moment it was like, Yeah, this rules, all this geeky goodness and the pop culture awesome and then a switch flips and it’s like I MUST GET OUT OF HERE and your brain feels like a squirrel trapped in a jar full of biting ants. The sheer throngs of humanity will challenge even the most well-heeled introversion.

• SDCC was, for me, very busy, very buzzy, and very businessy. What I mean is, it was a) non-stop, b) lots of little industry whispers and rumors and c) lots of meetings and business stuff. I came out of the con with a handful of new potential opportunities if I want ’em. Which means the show was ultimately a success. That plus meeting tons of fans and hopefully making new fans — that made it really worthwhile. Your mileage may of course vary.

• San Diego is easily one of the most beautiful cities. It’s July and it was like, low-70s during the day and sea-breezy. Gorgeous weather, lovely town.

• At San Diego, you will encounter smells. Because humanity ultimately smells. We’re basically just bears pooping on our own fur. Some of the miasmas you will wander through while walking the con floor: GARLIC SWEAT GUY; DUDE WHO SMELLS LIKE THE NACHOS HE IS CURRENTLY INGESTING AT AN UNHOLY CLIP; GUY WHO MAYBE KNOWS HE SMELLS BAD SO HE BATHES HIMSELF IN ACRID COLOGNE OR AXE BODY SPRAY AND NOW HE’S A BIOWEAPON; DEMON FART; A CLOUD OF SOMETHING SWEET AND SOMEWHAT SICKENING; HOT VAPORIZED BPA PLASTIC; PATCHOULI; POOP. All of these smells get worse by Saturday.

• Saturday is, obviously, the worst day to wander the floor. People clog the channels like cholesterol in an old man’s ever-tightening arteries.

• Publishing does not have an epic presence there. I mean, it does in terms of people — but in terms of actual floor space, it’s not particularly triumphant. You’ll find that NYCC has a much stronger literary presence (likely due to the NYC proximity).

• This might be because so much of SDCC is about spectacle — not to say it’s not at all about comics or books or any of that, but the show is built around BOOM and ZOOM and OMG and books do not necessarily demonstrate that kind of vigorous excitement well. You can get people excited about a new movie trailer; less so an advanced reader’s copy of a book. SDCC is all about the TV shows and movies and ye gods, the toys, the toys. It’s fantasy on display, practically weaponized. (Speaking of toys, thanks to Adam Christopher for nabbing me a First Order Stormtrooper figure!) A lot of the publishing stuff is behind the scenes and less up front. (At least, from my limited, one-year-exposure to the con.)

And Now, More Photos From Me And Other People!

 

S.K. Dunstall: Five Things I Learned Writing Linesman

In reality, this should be ‘five things we learned writing LINESMAN’, for there are two of us. Which naturally, leads to our first thing we learned….

Writing together is more fun than writing alone

Co-writing is not for everyone. In some ways it’s like being married. It works for some people, but for others that close, intense relationship with another person is too much.

First of all, we probably wouldn’t have gotten our agent we hadn’t been writing together, because after requesting a full manuscript, our then-not-yet agent came back and suggested we change one of the main secondary characters from male to female. One of us (Karen) was adamant that we weren’t going to change anything. “These characters are great just as we wrote them.” (Guess which one of us created that particular character. Newbie writers. They’re so precious about their stuff.)

Sherylyn persisted. That’s what co-writers do. Talk to each other and if something sounds reasonable, keep talking until the other one at least considers the idea objectively, without the emotional attachment.

As it turns out, it was the best thing we ever did with the book, and turned a stereotype into someone who is a great character in their own right.

But writing together has more benefits than just making sure the other writer be reasonable. You are each other’s harshest critics, and you’re honest with each other. At least, we are. It’s like having an alpha and a beta reader on tap every day.

It’s also faster to fix problems, because you talk them out. A lone writer might mull over a troublesome section for weeks, but two of you can talk it out over a single long evening’s discussion. You get back on track faster.

Best of all, you’re talking to someone who’s as passionate about the story as you are.

Enjoy the unagented time

We all want an agent, we all want to be published, but it’s only after you get one, or both, that you realise you have lost the freedom write any idea that pops into your head. At least temporarily.

Getting an agent is mind blowing, and getting a contract to publish just adds to that high. But once you’re agented (or have a publishing contract) you need to be a little more commercial about your work. You are working to timelines. You are working on what you have committed to produce.

You are also probably, initially at least, working solely in the genre your agent/publisher accepted you in. We write fantasy and science fiction, but we sold a science fiction. Our agent wants to develop us initially as writers of science fiction. We’re happy with that, because we love sci-fi, but you don’t realise how much freedom you have as an unagented/unpublished author.

Enjoy the freedom while you can.

Eventually, you have to come out as a writer

We kept our writing close to our chest for a long time. If people asked what we did in our spare time we’d mumble something and change the subject. Other people travelled, or had kids to take to sports or ran marathons. Us, we stayed at home and wrote novels.

Once you have a contract it’s a little easier to talk about your book, but not much.

When people at work ask what you did on the weekend, they’re not expecting you to say, “I stayed in to finish my novel.”

Then, once you have come out, you have to learn to be positive about your novel, not put it down.

“It’s just a space opera,” isn’t the right answer to someone who asks what you write. You need to start learning to say, “It’s a space opera. Do you know what space opera is?”

“No.”

“Think Star Wars. Or Guardians of the Galaxy. Only our book is about a guy who repairs spaceships and gets caught up the discovery of an alien ship and is trapped between two warring powers who both think that control of the ship can help them win a war.”

Don’t go on and on, but don’t put yourself or you book down either.

Cultural writing differences

There are more differences between countries than just spelling, or even changing a car boot to a trunk.

Our first copy edit came back with over five thousand changes. That’s right. Five thousand. Most of them were serial comma changes. i.e. putting a comma before the final ‘and’ in a list. We also never put a comma before the ‘too’ at the end of a sentence when we used too to mean ‘also’.

Here in Australia our standard is not to use serial commas (also known as Oxford commas) unless they are absolutely necessary. Our publisher, however, uses the Chicago Manual of Style, and guess what. Yep. Oxford commas everywhere.

(We learned some other things too, like we didn’t need all those ‘toos’. Unfortunately, we left a lot of them in because we didn’t know how many changes we could make at that stage of editing. You live and learn.)

Book two is better. We promise.

Newly published writers are narcissistic

We never considered ourselves vain, but we spend a lot of time searching our name on the intranet. From what we’ve read, you do grow out of it, but right now it’s still a huge buzz to search for ‘S K Dunstall Linesman’ and finding something new. Obsessively stalking GoodReads and Amazon to see if anyone has reviewed your book yet. The high you get when someone gives you a five-star review.

People say “Don’t read your reviews,” but seriously, it’s almost impossible when it’s your first book.

We’re sure we’ll get better, but right now, we’re enjoying the ride.

S K Dunstall: Website | Twitter

Linesman: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | IndieBound