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"What nobody tells people who are beginners — and I really wish someone had told this to me … is that all of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, and it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase. They quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know it’s normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through."
— Ira Glass on being a creative professional
May
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2011
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"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes."

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hotguysreadingbooks.com… OH MY GOD HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS BEFORE??! 

hotguysreadingbooks.com… OH MY GOD HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS BEFORE??! 

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For all my writers out there… Stephen Fry on the love of language

Oct
26
2010
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Do you write like a girl?

Apparently I do about 70% of the time… Oddly, my pieces with male protagonists were declared overwhelmingly “female” compared with my pieces that had female protagonists.  

I’d be curious to see how other peoples’ work is analyzed.  Check out the Gender Genie and post your results!

(If you’re curious, the text above apparently has a female score of 142 and a male score of 24.)

Sep
24
2010
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The Terror of a Looming Second Draft

I had a creative writing teacher when I was a kid who used to tell us that there was no such thing as writer’s block.  I’ve lived by this mantra ever since; sure, sometimes you don’t know where a piece should go, but if you just sit down and put a pen to paper (or fingers to a keyboard) it will go somewhere. If you don’t end up liking it you can throw it away or fix it in the second draft.

It’s that second draft part that’s posing the problem.  A first draft is allowed to be junk; it’s just words on paper, explorations in character and theme and voice. You shake all that good stuff out of your brain (along with a fair handful of crap) and just let it lie.  Then in the second draft, you shape it into what you want. With the second draft comes expectations.

I finished the first draft of my novel the last week of July, and told myself to take August off to get some distance, planning to jump back in the first week of September. 

That didn’t happen.

In the intervening 7 weeks I’ve had several trusted writer friends read it for me and give me feedback.  I now have a pretty good idea of what’s working and what’s not working. The problem is I really really want to write something good.  I want to get published, and I feel like I need to represent myself with the strongest possible work because there aren’t many second chances in this industry.  This, of course, means my second draft has to kick ass.  And while I have a few ideas on how to make it better, I’m yet to convince myself that any of them are New-York-Times-Bestseller-List-worthy.

And yes, there’s always the possibility of a third and fourth and fifth draft, but I’ve never been a third, fourth, or fifth draft writer.  I’m a second draft writer.

Draft One: Barf out ideas
Draft Two: Sculpt barfy ideas into “art”
Draft Three: Polish and glaze

The manuscript is sitting on my desk, it’s fat pages wrapped in an orange rubber-band. I know I just have to do it. I have to pick it up and write. I have to let go of this second-drafter self-image.  I have to stop thinking that whatever words next come out of my mouth have to be simultaneously comparable to Faulkner and Isabelle Allende and David Sedaris.  I just have to get out of my head, put my fingers on the keyboard, and write.

Here’s to hoping putting these thoughts down in cyberspace will be just the kick-in-the-pants I need. I still don’t believe in writer’s block, I just need to recover from it.

Sep
14
2010
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Rethinking the Novel… Again

I’ve been working really hard on my novel all month - wrote almost fifty pages in just about three weeks!  But then I had a meeting with my advisor on Friday that brought it all to a halt.

Essentially, what she said was that my overarching plot didn’t really fit within the world I had created, and that it seemed more like a series of unrelated events than a coherent story (well, she said it a little more eloquently and politely than this, but I’m paraphrasing.)  And she was right.

Some of the things she mentioned I already knew were problems, but I was ignoring.  Because of my time crunch - I have am amazing work schedule this summer, which I cannot sustain into the fall - I was focusing entirely on page count, just wanting to get as much out as possible and worry about the consequences later.  But what’s the point of putting thousands upon thousands of words on paper if you know they’re not the right words?

I spent the weekend doing thinking-work (well, that and winning a chili cook off…) and I believe I now actually know where the story is going; all the little pieces are starting to fall into place.  Of course, this means major revision and tossing out a lot of the work I’ve done in the past six months.

I think what I’ve learned most from this whole experience is just how much you really do throw away in the writing process.  During the fall, I was working on an entirely different novel, which I got about 90 pages into and completely discarded.  I currently have 146 pages in this incarnation, and I think I’m going to be able to salvage about 50. With screenplays I’ve been lucky (or naive) enough to get the story pretty close to right the first time around.  Not that I haven’t had to rewrite, but neither have I had to throw dozens of pages out.  

But the thing that surprises me most is that I’m not all that bitter or sad about having to throw away all of this work.  There are a few elements in my current version that I really loved, but just aren’t going to work in the new storyline, and it’s a little heartbreaking to have to say goodbye to them.  But I also know I can just save those ideas and maybe be able to use them again in a future project.

I anticipate a long afternoon in the coffee shop today trying to chisel out the details of my new plot.  But that’s okay.  Still a pretty nice way to spend an afternoon.  The tea and oatmeal raisin cookie won’t hurt, either.

May
24
2010
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Writing: The Profession Most Likely to Accidentally Land You on a Terrorist Watch List?

Good writing is good because the conflicts are strong and the plots are intriguing.  Of course, this means it often has to include stuff that’s not part of the writer’s every day life.  And so to learn more about these exciting, obscure, dangerous things, we writers do what every lazy, red-blooded American would, we Google.  And this, of course, leads to an interesting cache of searches.  For me, these have included:

  • The names of the clothing the Taliban required male citizens to wear after taking over Afghanistan
  • Algerian methods of torture
  • How to do a kidney transplant
  • Photos of Jack the Ripper’s victims
  • How to launder money
  • Soviet Era weaponry

From talking to other writers, I know I am not alone in my clandestine searches… if I’m not on some sort of government watch list, the Patriot Act is failing us.

May
16
2010
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And So It Begins… www.kellystorr.com

After finding out I was not going to be able to continue my job at the USC writing center this fall, I decided - in lieu of getting a “real job” - to start an online flash boutique (meaning it only lasts for a short time) selling hand-crafted jewelry and writerly items to support myself while I finish my thesis novel.

I’ve spent the past week making up prototypes and designing the website (so if you’ve talked to me this week and I mentioned that I was only sleeping 5-6 hours a night, now you know why) and today is official launch day!  Yay!

Some of my favorite things include: Googly eye cufflinks, hand painted laptop sleeves & ebook covers, and vintage key necklaces.

So check it out.  Buy something and help support one writer trying to do what she loves.  I’ll be blogging about my experiences throughout the month here, so keep an eye out and monitor how it’s going.

Thanks for your support!

www.kellystorr.com

May
8
2010
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The most misguided pickup line ever or something far creepier?

  • So I've been sitting in Starbucks for two and a half hours; I've just made it to page five of my five-page-per-day thesis goal, when a 30-something guy, average looking, with a cross country t-shirt comes and sits right in front of me...
  • Guy: What do you think about Dolly the Sheep?
  • Me: (thinking for a moment, trying to figure out what's going on) You mean the first ever cloned animal?
  • Guy: Yeah.
  • Me: Um, I have no strong opinions.
  • Guy: (pauses, shifting, not sure what to say) She was made in Scotland, right?
  • Me: That was a long time ago. I really don't know.
  • Guy: (indicates my laptop) Could you look it up?
  • Me: Uh... I don't have my computer hooked up to the internet, but I could look it up on my iPhone...
  • Guy: Yeah, ok. (I type it into my phone and go back to working on my novel in the meantime.) Are you looking it up?
  • Me: Sorry, it takes a second to load. (I click the Wikipedia entry on Dolly the Sheep.)
  • Guy: I didn't mean to interrupt you.
  • Me: It's okay, I was just about to leave anyway. (I immediately regret saying this as it opens the door to him sticking around then creepily following me home. The Wikipedia page loads) Yup, looks like you're right. She was born near Edinburgh.
  • Guy: Cool, Thanks. (He gets up, walks out of the Starbucks, and literally runs across the street.)
  • Me: ...?
May
2
2010
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