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January 21, 2009 by amanda

Six random things and what they mean for my writing: German, Dr Phil and Lolcats

It might take me a while, but I do, eventually, get around to doing everything I promise to do. (Except perhaps mopping the kitchen floor. But even that will happen one day). Way back before Christmas, Kate over at Live Out of the Box tagged me for a meme with the topic of six random things you don’t know about me. That’s a curious challenge, because of course there are hundreds of things you people out there don’t know about me, but most of them are not too exciting. But perhaps a few little-known facts about me, along with how they affect my writing, will keep you entertained over your breakfast cereal:

Random Thing #1: Don’t Take Me to the Cinema

I regularly fall asleep in movies. In fact, I try to schedule all movie-watching to include regular breaks, or at the very least, an interval about an hour in. It rarely matters what the circumstances of my movie-watching are, the nap is a fairly consistent thing. At school, I sometimes show my students a movie in the afternoon, and I have to make sure I sit up the back of the classroom so that when I feel myself nodding off, I can stand up and walk around for a bit. In a cinema, I ration out snacks so that I’ll have some to keep myself busy when I’m getting sleepy.

And it should be said, this sleep problem seems unrelated to the quality of the movie. Obviously in a bad movie I’m more likely to nod off because I won’t even try to stay awake, but even in great movies I have serious problems. What does this mean for my writing? It means it’s a very good thing I’m a novel writer and not a screenplay writer. I don’t know much about what happens at the three-quarter point of a movie script. A novel? No problem. I could read for hours without getting sleepy.

Random Thing #2: LOLcats Have Me ROFLing

The blog I click on first in my reader is always, always, always the Lolcat’s I Can Has Cheezburger site. It’s got terrible weird slang English and sometimes corny jokes but I simply adore it. I’m a big cat lover and the Lolcat phenomenon totally impresses me. There isn’t enough praise I can give it. If you’ve been hiding under a rock and don’t know it, click on over, but beware: if you’re not a fan of cats and can’t be patient with the odd slang, you probably won’t get what I mean. And I can live with that.

I’ve been wondering what this means for my writing, and I’ve come up with a theory. Just before I read any blog posts about writing (because writing blogs are my second choice), I look at the Lolcat pictures, laugh at the captions, and get put into a great mood. So perhaps Lolcats are helping put me in the best frame of mind before I start reading about writing. Thanks cats!

Random Thing #3: Guten Morgen, I Mean, Good Morning

At home, I usually speak German. When I lived in Germany, I spoke English at home, but now that my German husband and I are living in Australia, German is definitely the dominate language. I’m keeping it that way so that our future children will be German speakers – I figure they’ll be growing up in Australia with English all around them but if home is a German zone (or mostly), then they won’t miss out. I hate the thought of them missing out on growing up bilingual.

Anyway, the problem with speaking German at home is I quite often find myself tongue-tied in English. Obviously, this is a bit of a problem for someone who works as an English teacher and a writer. My friends are now used to me spitting out odd German words now and again and searching around for the English equivalent, but my students still look at me strangely when I have a mental blank on an English word and just stare at them while I wait for it to come to me. However, you might be glad to know: this doesn’t seem to affect my writing. Perhaps because I rarely write in German, my brain is hardwired for English when my fingers hit the keyboard.

Random Thing #4: Getting Academic

I used to work as a university lecturer, and I haven’t lost that academic thirst for knowledge and, to be honest, qualifications. This year I’ll be studying the two more units I require to complete my Masters of Education and I’m pretty excited about it. Back when I used to work as an academic, I’d started my doctorate (the remnants of which are now turning into this MEd), and I still dream of doing a PhD – but now I dream of doing a PhD in creative writing. Don’t try to tell me that being a Dr will have little or no impact on my writing quality or my success as a writer, it’s just a personal achievement thing. I’d just like to do it. Okay?

Random Thing #5: Crushin’ on Daytime Psychobabble

I’m secretly keen on Dr Phil. This really grates against my intellectual pretensions, but on the days that I work from home I’ll often turn his show on – it’s screened here at midday, right when I usually sit down for lunch. And with the exception of the Oprah-like shows when he gives away gifts or money or some other razzle dazzle stuff, I often find I actually learn something. I mean, it seems like he actually has some psychologically useful things to say. Having said that, I just stayed with some friends who were reading his (unauthorised) biography and he didn’t sound quite like I’d imagined, but still, I actually find myself using some of his strategies to deal with my everyday life. But as I said, it’s a secret. Ssshhhh!

There is an impact of this on my writing. Most of my fiction and ideas for novels are fairly free from explosive action, and are more about getting into the heads of characters. So any psychology I pick up seems to get passed on to my characters. I hope that turns out to be a good thing.

Random Thing #6: Me and My Deformed Thumb

I have a strange lump on the inside joint of my right thumb. When I was growing up, I thought that this was a normal part of the human body, although I never questioned why my left thumb wasn’t the same. In fact, according to my mother, this lump is the result of a milk bottle accident when I was young – back in the days when milk came delivered to the doorstep in glass bottles, I was getting one out of the fridge, dropped it, and a shard of glass got wedged in this part of my thumb. A scar grew over it, I guess, and that’s what the lump is.

Now I can’t claim that this has a big impact on my writing, but it just seemed like a curious random thing to end with. And occasionally, just occasionally, when I type too fast, I hit this lump at just the right (or wrong) angle on the space bar key and it hurts and tingles for ages. Perhaps it’s telling me to slow down and actually think about what I write. Or perhaps, like so many things in life, it’s just random.  Now you know.

Rules of the 6 Random Things meme:

1. LINK TO THE PERSON WHO TAGGED YOU
2. POST THE RULES ON YOUR BLOG
3. WRITE SIX RANDOM THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF
4. TAG SIX PEOPLE AT THE END OF YOUR POST AND LINK TO THEM
5. LET EACH PERSON KNOW THEY ARE TAGGED AND LEAVE A COMMENT ON THEIR BLOG
6. LET THE TAGGER KNOW WHEN YOUR ENTRY IS UP

But I’m going to cheat a bit here and simply challenge all interested readers to do this. If you’re a writer, use it as a writing exercise. And other bloggers, use it on a slow blogging day to get some curious information about you out to your faithful readers. And let me know when you do – I’m the most curious of the lot.

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December 23, 2008 by amanda

Merry Christmas, “Becoming A Fiction Writer” readers

I’m not at all sure that Christmas is a very inspirational time of year for writers – I’m fairly certain it’s not for me. Instead it’s more a hectic time which seems to tumble into my life far before I’m ready and tells me quite bluntly that another year has gone by. Fast.

New Year’s resolutions are another topic for another day – but let me tell you, I’m already thinking deeply about them, especially the writing-related resolutions. For now, all I wanted to say was that I hope everyone reading this blog has a fantastic Christmas holiday and gets to rest from all those other distracting parts of life. Perhaps some of you will be lucky enough to have extra writing time. I’m going on holiday instead to Sydney and the Hunter Valley so I hope to return with abundant inspiration.

Merry Christmas!

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December 11, 2008 by amanda

Inspiration from odd places: Where young men are watched warmly

I’ve been having one of those weeks in which my brain is completely filled with tasks that must be completed, problems that must be solved and the looming feeling that both Christmas and my as-yet-not-really-organised holiday are closer than they should be. As you can guess, that translates to not much writing, and not even much inspiration – it’s one of those survival-mode weeks.

Inspiration where you don’t expect it

As most of you know, I teach English as a Second Language three days per week, and my students often provide me with inspiration through the discussions we have and even some of the language they use. But this week I had some unexpected inspiration from, of all places, the clothes they wear!

I’ve got a new Korean student in my class, whose name I won’t mention in case he ever stumbles across this blog, although he’ll probably figure out that it’s him anyway … in any case, he has a habit of wearing T-shirts covered in Konglish – Korean-English. That is to say, at a quick glance it seems to be English, but if you read it carefully, you don’t really know what it means. While the students were working on a grammar exercise yesterday I sneakily copied down the writing from his shirt. In fact it was all written in capital letters but I just find that too irritating to read, so here’s the upper and lower case version (spelling errors are as on the shirt, not mine!):

Energy.

Although you compleatly differ from me, you are the same consciousness will be centraized on the skin.

Beca.   Aid.

Young men are watched warmly. It is the grown. Up role which is helped so that they can shine like the sun.

Planet.

Use you see,

Yes, it really ended with a comma, totally leaving me dangling. But instead of laughing too loudly (because then a Japanese or Chinese guy will cackle in return at the bizarre Chinese characters we emblazen on our T-shirts or sometimes worse, tattoo onto our skin!), just read it as a poem. Isn’t it great? I love the young men who will shine like the sun!

It’s somehow heartening to think that you don’t have to use language correctly to allow it to have a positive effect. Perhaps it’s a good reminder that rules are made to be broken; you can start your sentence with “but” or even write just half-sentences and it could still sound beautiful. Well, it cheered me up good and proper and that’s what I needed this week.

PS: If unusually-translated English is your thing, then I totally recommend The Chinglish Files. The site is run with respect, explaining why the Chinese would have chosen particular English translations and offering improvements. Culturally-sensitive fun, so to speak!

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December 3, 2008 by amanda

Inspiration and ideas: They strike anywhere, anytime (I hope)

Ideas are pretty much bread and butter to a fiction writer, right? Where would a novel be without there being an idea first? I guess it’d just be a blank book.

So on the premise that having inspiration and ideas hit is totally important, I have to tell you about the results of a study I bookmarked a while back. It was one of those weird hotel chain surveys (done by various chains, on a bizarre range of topics, just to get the name of their chain in front of more people – but I’m not going to give them the satisfaction today, sorry).

The survey talked about how and when people get creative and inspired, and the most interesting (but probably useless) result was this: 10.04pm is the most likely time for a brainwave.

Obviously, I’m not average, because I know that after ten o’clock in the evening, my brain is already asleep, if not my body, too. Perhaps I’m doing something wrong?

I’m not too worried. I usually have no shortage of ideas and I know my inspiration comes from many places, at many times. Other parts of the survey rang truer for me, such as getting great ideas in the shower, and the scary statistic that 58% of people forget their best ideas because they don’t write them down immediately. Luckily I’m pretty devoted to getting my ideas down on paper as soon as I can and tend to chant weird mnemonics in the bathroom if I’ve come up with more than one idea I want to remember, since a paper and pencil don’t work out so well when you’re under the shower.

But back to the 10.04pm thing. I guess if I had to make a time, I’d have to name my most creative times as being between 6.30am and 7am (on days when I get up to go to work), and on the weekends, around 7.30am to 8am when I’m half-dozing, half awake in bed and my brain gets flooded with ideas.

So now I’m intrigued. When are your most creative times? Are you a morning person like me or one of those weird night owls who’ll right a classic book sometime after midnight? Let me know your creative times in the comments.

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December 2, 2008 by amanda

Three things the symphony orchestra taught me about fiction writing

Over the weekend I went to a performance of Brahms, Webern and Berg (and I’d never heard of the second two composers, so you can see I’m no classical music afficionado) put on by the WA Symphony Orchestra. It’s something we do occasionally, in the cheap seats hanging over the back of the orchestra, because even though I don’t know much about classical music, it always seems to give me a creative boost.

So there I was last night, mid-Brahms I think, watching the percussionist closely because I’m always intrigued by the idea of them missing their cue when they have so little to do for bar after bar, and my daydreaming took me into blogging and fiction writing territory. And here are the results:

#1: Melody is more important than bells and whistles

I’m no expert in classical music. That’s okay, because most people who read my future novels will be no experts in writing fiction either. They just know what they like, the same way that I know what I like when I’m listening to music.

The orchestra started out with two shorter pieces by Anton Webern and Alban Berg. For both of these, there were three members of the orchestra needed to man all the percussion instruments. And they were kept pretty busy – here a triangle, there a cymbal, and then all those different drums with different sticks and – well, here my technical knowledge fails me and I can’t explain much more. Put it this way, my fascination with watching the percussionists was well-exercised during this first half.

After the interval, they played Johannes Brahms’s Symphony No. 2 in D. Two of the percussionists were able to go home. There was just one guy left, sitting at the big drums, and not having too much to do. And both my husband and I agreed that this half was incredibly different to the first – much more focused on melody, much more tuneful, and without all these constant interruptions from crashing cymbals or tinkling triangles.

I figure it’s the same in fiction writing. You actually want most of your words to blend in together, to follow an arc of a storyline and to sound beautiful together, without any odd bits popping in to distract the flow of the reader. Too many bells and whistles – which might be unusual words or a change of style – probably don’t make for a very melodic novel.

#2: Some gaps are compelling, too many gaps are irritating

I just finished a fantastic novel – The Secret Scriptureby Sebastian Barry – and I admired how there were a few intriguing gaps in the story that were only closed right in the last pages. What’s more, the plot was so cleverly constructed that the reader didn’t even really know that these knowledge gaps were so important. In a word, this novel was utterly compelling.

At the symphony performance, the Webern and Berg pieces were both played before the interval. But between the two pieces, a bunch of musicians must have got up and left. In all the confusion of clapping and everyone standing and sitting again, I didn’t see it happen, and it wasn’t until the Berg piece was underway that I noticed there was an empty chair next to one of the flautists. And then an empty chair next to one of the violinists, and so on, until I was distracted enough to count six empty spots. Of course, I wondered then if any of them had been empty during the first piece. I don’t know. After the interval, they were able to rearrange things better and although there were fewer musicians for the Brahms symphony, there were no gaps in the orchestra at all. I was grateful, because those gaps had really irritated me.

And those are the kind of gaps you find in bad fiction. When the writer tells you nearly nothing about a character, or suddenly mentions the character’s father’s job as though you’re already supposed to know about it, and you scurry back through the previous pages to check if you’ve forgotten some important detail. For me there’s probably nothing worse than a book that has so many gaps in it I no longer know what I’m supposed to know and what I haven’t been told yet. Pretty much any book where you have to check back a few pages because you don’t understand something falls into this category. So like in Barry’s Secret Scripture, the right amount of gaps makes a heartily compelling story, but too many leads to irritated readers (and symphony-goers).

#3: Similar is good, same is numbing

One thing that always impresses me about the WA Symphony Orchestra is that they look the part – yet there’s no uniform. Sure, the men wear pretty much identical suits, but that’s the nature of men’s clothing anyhow. But take a look at the women, and you’ll see that although every one of them is wearing an elegant black outfit, they’re all different. They get to express their individual personalities through the kind of black outfit they choose – a frilly black blouse, a lacy black dress, or black trousers with a shimmery black top – yet they all fit in together because they’re united by a common colour and an evening-wear kind of look. Really, I think it looks great.

I have trouble doing this with characters when I write – trouble, that is, in giving them the similarities they need to other people or professions, in effect the element of stereotype they need so that readers can identify with them – but still giving them the differences they need to be individual, compelling characters. I’m not even sure how I can fix this, but recognising that I want to do this better is surely a good start.

Creatively divergent = an inspiration

Remember I wrote about being creatively divergent – that is, getting involved in creative undertakings that were quite different to writing in order to get more creative input for fiction? Well, going to a classical music concert definitely works here. Is it right-brain stuff – the music opens up the right brain and forces me to think creatively – or just the inspiration of watching talented people do something they’re passionate about – I’m not sure, but it definitely helps me to be creative in other areas. So that’s something I’ll be doing again in the future. Along with getting along to some more good foreign films (I don’t find Hollywood-style films give me much of a creative boost, sorry!) and some more art gallery visits, I think.

Anyone have some other creative outings that are their favourite for inspiring them? Please give us all some tips in the comments.

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November 10, 2008 by amanda

A 21-day NaNoWriMo attempt and inspiration from Zadie Smith

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The relatives are safely back in Switzerland. I’ve nearly caught up on all the work I got behind on while they were here. November is rapidly ticking by. All this can only mean one thing: it’s absolutely, undeniably time that I got started on my novel draft for this year’s NaNoWriMo.

While other writers have been tapping away at their keyboard since November 1, I’m starting today. Since NaNoWriMo winners have to write 50,000 words before November 30, that leaves me with a daily target of 2,380 words (if you start on time it’s 1,667). Since in the past I’ve done such ridiculous things as write 15,000 words in one day, this doesn’t scare me too much, and I’ve decided I’ll make my daily goal 2,500 words to give me a bit of an emergency buffer.

What’s more, my solemn promise is to write these 2,500 words before I write anything else – before I write all the stuff I have to write to earn a dollar. There are two good reasons for this – one, that my mind will be fresher for the novel writing, which is the most creative writing I’ll do; two, if I know I have deadlines to keep with my paid writing and can’t do that until I’ve done my NaNoWriMo target, the procrastination problem should be less. Fingers crossed.

One of the things I struggle with most in fiction writing is finding my voice and having a good style, one that I think is appropriate for the story being told. Last week I heard yet another writer say that while they’re writing a novel, they don’t read other fiction, or at least no fiction that’s anywhere near the same genre, because then they have more trouble with voice and style.

Of course, other writers think otherwise, and me – I’m just not quite sure what I think yet. What I do know is at the moment I’m reading Zadie Smith’s On Beauty, and if a little bit of her style rubbed off onto mine, I wouldn’t be complaining. She writes so beautifully that I can even remember some of the lines the next morning, that’s how much they impress me. This morning when I woke up I was still thinking about this line which opened the last chapter I read:

Summer left Wellington  abruptly and slammed the door on the way out. The shudder sent the leaves to the ground all at once, …

What a great image. If you haven’t read any of Zadie Smith’s novels (I also love her first two, wholly and equally – White Teeth and The Autograph Man) then you should. And with that thought, I’m off to begin the terrifying process of NaNoWriMoing.

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October 15, 2008 by amanda

Where do my ideas come from? A mind mapping experiment and contest

Over at a blog I often read called The Writer’s Technology Companion they’re running a contest on mind-mapping -a technique my visual-learning brain rather likes – and the theme was “where do you get ideas”. That’s where this colourful mind map sprung from. In fact my ideas come from so many different sources that I ran out of room to represent them all, but you get the idea. It’s no grand amazing news or anything, but it was fun for me to flick through my lil’ green notebook of ideas and remember how each one came to be.

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September 27, 2008 by amanda

Wil Anderson: Nothing to fall back on

What’s the difference between me and a stand-up comedian? Obviously, the comedian is funny, and I’m not. But that hasn’t stopped me from being a little bit inspired by an article I read in this morning’s West about Wil Anderson, an Aussie stand-up who became famous to me when he worked on Triple J radio as the breakfast announcer.

The bit that inspired me was how he decided to give up all semblance of a “good job” and try being a stand-up comedian full-time. Actually, he got the advice from further afield too, so let me just reproduce it here quickly:

… I was still working part-time and I was watching Oprah, as you do, and she had Roseanne Barr on … and Oprah said, ‘Did you have something to fall back on when you started doing comedy?’ and Roseanne said something that really resonated with me. She said, ‘No, because if you have something to fall back on, you will fall back on it.’

Now obviously (well it’s obvious to me, anyway) I’m not in a position where I can just give up all other work and focus on being a novelist. Among other problems, the bank would certainly have something to say about that if our mortgage payments disappeared for a while. I also think that being a full-time novelist would probably send me in the direction of a mental hospital quite quickly, because I need a fair degree of human contact to stay relatively sane.

BUT, I really like the idea of not having something to fall back on. And perhaps one day in the far distant future I’ll be able to approach writing in such a way. Presumably Roseanne Barr and Wil Anderson did this when they were young and single (I don’t know, but it certainly seems more practical then). Here I am, re-enrolling at uni to finish my MEd to have something to fall back on (yes, these are the exact words I used in making this decision), when I could be jumping in to creative writing study, or something. I justify this to myself by saying that I really do want to continue a few parallel paths – teaching and writing seem to complement each other so well for me, the social and the withdrawn, the interactive and the personal. I think I’m right, for me, but I sure as hell admire people who can just jump right in to a risky, creative career without a safety net.

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September 22, 2008 by amanda

Update on beard-growing as inspiration for a novelist

Over the weekend I pondered the fact that if somebody was growing a beard and not cutting it or shaving it off until I published my first novel, then perhaps I would feel more obliged to get writing more quickly.

So far, nobody has offered to grow a beard for me (and thankfully, my husband hasn’t read about it … well I don’t think he has. Come to think of it, though, when he picked me up from the train station tonight the welcome kiss was very stubbly).

However, I have had one offer, from my #1 fan and blog reader, my mother. I’ve long known that she reads my blog regularly because she often starts talking about stuff I can’t believe she knows, until I realise that I did, of course, publish it on my blog for all the world to see.

In any case, she rang me up yesterday and said that she’d read my post about the beard-growing inspiration thing. I was fairly certain she wasn’t going to offer to grow a beard for me, and I was right. What she did say was that she wanted to help me with a bit of inspiration, and this was her attempt: “If I die before you have a novel published, I’ll be really annoyed.” (In fact, replace “annoyed” with a stronger word – her attempt to really inspire me, I think).

This was a lovely offer, of course. But I instantly saw a huge problem. My mother, although considerably older than her advertised age of 51, is not particularly old. On top of that, she’s extraordinarily healthy and nobody can believe her actual age, because she looks and acts much younger. Moreover, her own mother lived to 94. Put in another way: my mum’s “inspiring” threat made me feel like I have about three decades in which to publish a novel. She tried to help by saying she’d like to see me publish three novels before she dies but I still calculate that at one per decade. Which is slightly inspiring, but not quite enough. But thanks for trying, Mum!

Anyone else have a “write before XXX” dare or an “I’ll grow a beard/give up chocolate/run 10km a day until you publish a novel” challenge? Leave it in the comments for me.

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September 19, 2008 by amanda

Nobody’s growing a beard while waiting on my first novel

It’s Friday afternoon, after a spectacularly unsuccessful writing week, and I’m in a bit of a silly mood. Which is probably why this article on a Metallica fan at Ananova inspired me today.

The story goes that Metallica fan Mick Cassidy bet his wife that he wouldn’t shave his beard off until Metallica released a new album. His beard grew and grew (and his wife probably grew more and more irate – I know I would) and a long five years went on before Metallica finally released a new album. Cassidy shaved off his beard with relief, because even he said that “The beard made me look like a tomato with hair.”

Which got me wondering about a (very unlikely) situation: what if there was someone growing a beard out there until my first novel was published? Would it make me write any faster or better or in a more dedicated way? Would it make me search out publication opportunities with more zest?

A growing beard is, I guess, just one of the many ticking clocks that writers can imagine as a combination of pressure and inspiration to keep them writing. It’s an almost thankless task, really – how many other professions work away at something (for free) for years and years without any guarantee at all that anyone will ever publish it, let alone pay you very much for it. No builder would even lay a brick on a new house if they were only “hoping” that someone would pay for it. If only writing was a choice, rather than an internal drive I can’t ignore.

Well, that’s my Friday afternoon random ramble on writing inspiration this week. I’ve got a flood of how-to books to inspire me: on the train today I was re-reading Stephen King’s On Writing, which I must have read when it first came out and I’ve subsequently forgotten pretty much every part of it, so it’s proving very enjoyable and inspiring. More on that soon. In the meantime, it’s time to get the paid writing finished so the fun writing can begin.

PS: Don’t mention the beard-growing thing to my husband. I’d hate it if he took up that challenge.

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