I voted!

Just realized I forgot to check in. I hand-delivered my absentee ballot to the county clerk’s office this afternoon. Now I’m watching the national results. Very excited that we’re rid of both Rick Santorum and Katherine Harris, but bummed that we’re still stuck with Joe Lieberman. That man is going to make life hell on earth for the Democratic leadership that refused to stand up to him. Now we just sit back and wait for him to admit he’s really a Republican. Sigh.

Ah well, on a positive note, Vermont has just elected our first Socialist Senator! Let’s give it up for Bernie Sanders!!!!

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JoNoWriMo+1.5 Update

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I’m struggling with this project. The voice keeps coming and going, or maybe it’s my confidence that’s ebbing and waning. Either way, it’s an unsettling feeling and not too conducive to cranking out the words. But I’ll try to forge ahead with the understanding that everything that comes out may be total and complete crap.

The SCARIEST costume of all

I worked and worked on the verifiable voting issue in 2004 but it was an uphill battle to make sure our votes were counted as cast. People thought we were nuts, conspiracy theorists. Our coalition of concerned citizens made no headway, and I got burned out. Now here it is 2006, and we’re facing the same serious questions about our voting systems. Leave it to the the funny pages to highlight this serious threat to our democracy.

Runaway manuscript?

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I’ve got some momentum going but am feeling a bit out of control, storyline-wise, so forced myself to stop. I want time to let the new stuff sit and see if it still feels right tomorrow. If so, I’ll march ahead. And if not, well, that’s what the delete key is for.

Rutgers

I was a Rutgers virgin when I arrived in Piscataway – say it out loud, it’s fun! – last Friday but am now a seasoned mentee (which makes me sound less literary than gastronomical, I know). There’s so much I’d love to write about my all-around positive experience, but where to begin?!

How about . . .

Petite yet powerful Vivian Gray’s eloquent speech regarding her quest to acquire Rutgers sponsorship of an annual conference way back in ’68 during the riots against the Vietnam War. She arrived at a closed campus guarded by tanks and soldiers with guns and bayonets, and gained entrance to the campus where she went on to meet with then-President Mason Gross. When she apologized for taking his time during such difficult times, he told her there was no more important time to support those who write for children. I listened to her story, tears filling my eyes, and thought how we’re repeating history. Her story also put my emotions into perspective and I no longer felt nervous about the upcoming one-on-one with my mentor.

From the panel “Here’s a Piece of Advice”:

Book reviewer Judy Freeman declares Billy Crystal’s picture book GRANDPA’S LITTLE ONE the year’s worst book and WALK ON: A GUIDE FOR BABIES OF ALL AGES the BIRD BY BIRD for babies.

Agent Marcia Wernick advises writers to heed childhood rule of no kicking or biting along with “No ranting or raving” to editors. Also, declares the picture book market is loosening up.

Author Susan Campbell Bartoletti advises writers to not save rejection letters. Says it’s sick. Did admit that early on in her career when she received a rejection letter that seemed personal, she’d lick the editor’s signature to see if it was ink rather than a stamped signature.

Illustrator Sophie Blackall suggests that if a manuscript you’re asked to illustrate is too sweet for you, that there are ways to work in insidious things. Also refers to illustrator’s work space as a “hothouse of madness.”

Editor Susan Van Metre told a story from her early career in which she edited Jill Pinkwater’s manuscript, making comments in the margins. She received it back from Ms. Pinkwater who had countered each of the editor’s “I don’t believe the character would say this” and “I think you need a better word here” with her own comment: “I DON’T CARE.”

Five-On-Five discussion:

The three editors in the group agree that when writing a query letter in which you’d like to make a comparison to another writer’s work, it’s best to say “This will appeal to the readers of BLANK.”

Anthropomorphic characters are the kiss of death for chapter books (approx 7000 words).

Okay, that’s all for now. More later.

Bathroom Humor

Today as I used the facilities and read a little CALVIN AND HOBBES, I decided once and for all that my mother is wrong. It isn’t uncouth to have books in my bathroom. Not when those books provide middle-of-the-day smiles.

These days I’ll take laughter wherever I can get it, even if it means me sitting there on the toilet, giggling at Hobbes leaping onto Calvin coming through the front door.

Finding Answers and Making Connections

Last night I read my WIP from start to finish (which sounds pretty impressive until you know it’s only about 5500 words so far), and was satisfied it’s solid. Solid enough to continue moving forward, anyway. But as I outlined the next chapter I realized I needed some basic info about the legalities of how a photographer makes arrangements to photograph people. Not in a studio but in everyday settings. So today I did an online search and came up with this great resource that led me to some unflinchingly honest portraits by Marc McAndrews. I emailed Marc and told him the premise of my story and listed my questions. He wrote back very quickly with friendly and thorough answers. The funny thing is, the photos he does are nothing like the photographer’s work in my story but I loved Marc’s take on the world, and so took a chance on him helping me.

It really is true that people are eager to share their expertise with writers, and I choose to believe this willingness to help is due to the universal love of books.

Now all I have to do is write the next chapter.

The Funnies Can Be Funny

My local newspaper has way too many comic strips. It’s an overwhelming mass of tiny-print strips that aren’t even funny. My family has ongoing discussions on what we’d love to cut and cut. But there’s good stuff out there, too. I love this little girl and her friend, Trout, and want to spread the gospel of “Agnes” by Tony Cochran. Laugh here and here and here.

Now wasn’t that fun?

Gay Rights, Part Deux

I wanted to add my thoughts after reading the remark from cocoskeeper regarding the Gay Rights postings. When I posted it on my journal, I knew it would probably be viewed as robotic/copycat posting, but I did it anyway because I think it’s important to stand and be counted. Gays are clearly the current societal scapegoats (although I think they’re getting nudged out by immigrants as the new scapegoat of choice)and it makes me sick. We’re embroiled in violence and ugliness here and around the world yet instead of working toward alleviating some of that hurt, people are expending energy to undermine love and commitment. Because, you know, we’ve got way too much love happening here on the planet these days. Sigh.

And this bears repeating:

“Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?” – Ernest Gaines

Gay Rights

“Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?”
– Ernest Gaines

wesley_1701 wrote:
“We would like to know who really believes in gay rights on LiveJournal. There is no bribe of a miracle or anything like that. If you truly believe in gay rights, then repost this and title the post as “Gay Rights”. If you don’t believe in gay rights, then just ignore this. Thanks.”

GAY LOVE NO THREAT TO MY LOVE!

Who Cares?

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So I’m creeping along on this project, reassuring myself that while the words are coming slowly, they are, for the most part, quality words. They are words that tell a story I care about and though I don’t spend much time thinking about potential readers, my gut tells me others will care about this story, too. And then just a moment ago, doubt started shouting at me from the wings, taunting me with “Yeah, well I bet Author X cared about his story, too, but that doesn’t mean anyone else would.”

Here’s the deal: I’m reading a YA right now written by a multi-published author I absolutely love and respect. He’s magic with the English language and writes emotions and humor and characters/stories so real you feel as if they’ve made camp in your solar plexus. And yet, as I read this book all I can think is “Yuck!” Not about the writing itself but toward the story and basic premise.

I haven’t read any reviews of this book because I always wait until after I’ve finished reading, but I gotta believe I’m not alone on the ick factor. So did Author X ever wonder if he’d be the only one to care about his story? And should he even waste time wondering?

I truly believe we write the stories we need to tell, so here are my questions: Have you read well-written books that made you wonder what could possibly have possessed the writer to tell that particular story? And if so, did you end up caring about the story?

Forward, March!

Not yet the plumpest manuscript but what I have so far feels solid. I think. We’ll see how it looks in the light of day but for now, I’m calling it progress.

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Vision Restored!

Because I have amazing eyewear people http://www.sportsoptical.com/ I was only in Blurry-Ville for about seven hours yesterday. The frame that broke was a limited edition but Andrea found another that was nearly a perfect match, Brett heated the plastic and put in my good lenses, and here I am after having WAY too much fun playing with the contrast settings…

Busted!

Had just gotten dressed, washed face, brushed teeth, and was drying off glasses before jumping back into my WIP. The glasses snapped in two. Am now wearing old glasses with old prescription, feeling woozy and slightly nauseous. Welcome to Monday……..