Diary of a First Draft

….Deb’s Dash to the finish

a Minion figurine standing next to a Do Not Disturb sign

The thought came to me during my critique group meeting last week. I’d been plodding along with my travel memoir, wititng it “bird by bird” (as Anne Lamott says in her book by the same title), or “city by city” as was my case. I would finish a chapter every 2-3 weeks and had it close to the end. One more section to go, but I was dragging my feet. It could have easily been one of those manuscripts that ends up in a drawer or computer and never gets completed. During that meeting, I knew I wanted to see it through.

“I’m going to finish my rough draft .” I said to my writing friends. Somehow saying it out loud helped me to commit to the project. I cleared my schedule for the week (easier to do when you are retired), put on some comfy yoga pants and a tee shirt, put my phone in the other room , and told Ed not to disturb me. Except for food. I estimated around 12,000 words to finish. Can I do that in five days? Not likely, but I plan to make a significant dent in it! Here’s my 5 day progress in diary form. Wish me luck! Ready, set write!

Monday

Ed surprised me by moving his office chair into my studio to use for the week, replacing the old wooden one I usually use. Nice upgrade! I put my phone in the other room (good move by the way) and shut my door. I was afraid I would sit here all morning with no words in my head, but I’d already started an interesting chapter on Celafu (where disaster strikes) and I had lots of thoughts on how to finish it. By lunch time I’d written 1,132 words and by early afternoon I’d finished the chapter and had logged in a total of 2,208. Not bad for a first day! I treated myself to a trip to Frost Gelato Shop. (It’s research. The word gelato had appeared in my story.) Goodbye Cefalu. Tomorrow we are on to Venice!

Tuesday

Now I know why it’s called a rough draft. Today’s writing is slow going. Most of it is rough. Ok, maybe all of it. I struggled most of the morning trying to find the “theme” or the “point” of this piece, but I just kept writing.

Took a break at lunch and then it came to me. 1,704 words for today. Stephen King says he writes 2,000 a day. (I’m currently reading his book “ON Writing”) But I’m not Stephen King. I’m happy to have gotten as far as I did. That brings my two day total to 3,912.

Wednesday

Ugggh. I had a hard time sleeping last night. I woke up twice with words running through my brain. “What if I said it this way?” “I could move this part over to here.” “What about this?” Yikes. Anyway…I was finally able to go back to sleep, but then slept later than usual. Ed and I went on a nice long walk this morning (otherwise I’d be developing a chair-shaped butt) then, I worked steadily until we went out for lunch. (no starving artist here) A nice break.

Finished up this afternoon. with 1,718 words today. 5,630 total . I was able to write a fun section on “masquarade.” It’s interesting. Sometimes, I don’t know exactly where Im going until I start getting words on the page. Often it comes together in ways I wasn’t expecting.

A total of 5,630 words so far.

a couple is dressed for a masquerade on a bridge in Venice
I had fun trying to capture this trio in words! (FYI Saw these guys on a bridge in Venice. Does that look like a slinky on his head and around his neck? That’s how I described it. What would you say?)

Thursday

My fingers are aching from typing. I knew this would be an emotional challenge, but didn’t expect to injure myself in the process. Remind me again why I’m doing this?http://seamslikeastory.com/why-write-here-are-5-good-reasons/

A couple of Tylenol and I’m back in business. My theme song for today is “Unstoppable” by Sia. I’m surprised how fast time goes by when I’m writing. I almost worked through lunch. Ed had to come and remind me to eat. But I’m proud of myself. I’m a witer and for this week my writing is taking priority. Yay me! 2,103 words today… 7,733 total. Unstoppable.

Friday

Got an early start and am powering through today. I finished my chapter on Murano, and after lunch I wrote the last chapter. The very last chapter, and I’m IN LOVE with my ending (Though Stephen King says “kill your darlings”– what does he know? He hasn’t even read my ending) I cheered when I typed the final period. 10,379 words in five days!

I’m searching for the word to describe what I’m feeling right now. Stephen King says he does it for the BUZZ. This is often associated with being intoxicated (Full disclosure: I did celebrate with a limoncello spritz after I turned off the computer, I don’t recommend drinking and typing) But the word has a broader meaning.” a heightened mood characterized by feelings of euphoria, elation, and well-being.” That’s my word. Though is project is far from finished–there will still be the next draft, and the next, and the final editing– right now, I’m buzzed.

the author standing in front of St Marks Basilica in Venice, celebrating finishing the rought draft of her travel memoir.
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Threads of thought

What challenges have you faced in your writing or in other situations?

What word would you use to describe the feeling you get when you accomplish a goal you’d set for yourself?

Oh, and most importantly…how would you describe the “slinky” on the Masquerade Man in the picture? (this would be a big help to me-might even put me in “best seller” category)

I’d love to hear your thoughts. Leave you comments in the box below.

Here’s my first published book! A fun read! Take a look!

http://amazon.com/author/debravandeventer/

Writing vs Publishing

Or…What’s in it for me?

A tourquoise journal and a cup of tea ready for the writing to begin.
Ready to Write

Journal Entry (4.6.23)

This morning I spent several hours working on a blog post. Will I increase views or subscribers by posting each week? Maybe a few. Will I make tons of money or sell hundreds books for my efforts. Not likely. SO WHY AM I SPENDING MY TIME WITH THIS???

Because I enjoy it! It is fun to put together a story with words and pictures. I learned a new way to upload photos today. I remembered a story about my grandma and a hill of daffodils. Someone said that you know you are passionate about something when you are doing it and you lose all sense of time.

That’s what happens when I write!

(I drew a big heart here, right on my journal page, with a bright red marker. Because I love my markers. Its a kindergarten thing. Remember when we used to call them Magic Markers but now they are just markers? How did they lose their magic? That’s a story for another time…)

Writing vs Publishing

a screen shot of a computer with a blue publish button
Publish it

Was I excited when my story appeared in the Oro Valley Writer’s Forum Anthology? When I first sold my first story to a local magazine, didn’t I go to the newstand and pick up a dozen copies to give to friends and family? Did I celebrate when I published my first book on Amazon, and don’t I check to each morning to see if that little sales graph has gone up overnight?

Yes, yes, and yes. I’ll be honest with you, the allure of publishing is a huge motivating factor. There is nothing like holding your published book in your hand or seeing your words in a magazine article.

But my friends, I’m here to tell you that there is more to writing than that. Much more.

The Courage to Bloom

How to put negative self-talk in time out.

(This post has been updated from it’s original publishing date.)

This Maiposa Lily has the couragage to bloom in the crack of a rock.

Bloom

by Debra VanDeventer

A Mariposa Lily

 emerges from a crack in a granite rock

and bursts into bloom.

It ignored the voice  that said

lilies aren’t supposed to do that.

The piece of goldenrod linen had been in my fabric stash for months.  Today I got it out and spread it on the cutting table.  I decided it would make a nice pair of wide leg pants from the Emerson pattern I have on hand.  The fabric is perfect for spring and summer. But before I make the first cut, I hesitate. The voice in my head challenges me.  Fear says:

A pattern is on a piece of gold fabric.  Do I have the courage to bloom and cut out the pattern pieces?

The piece of goldenrod linen had been in my fabric stash for months.  Today I got it out and spread it on the cutting table.  I decided it would make a nice pair of wide leg pants from the Emerson pattern I have on hand.  The fabric is perfect for spring and summer. But before I make the first cut, I hesitate. The voice in my head challenges me.  Fear says:

Write it Real

Why Authors Should Journal

an open journal, pen and a tea cup

Write it real…

That’s what a friend and a valued member of my critique group said to me last week. The chapter that had just been critiqued was “entertaining and well written,” my friend remarked, yet something was missing. “It needs more of you,” he’d said. “Write it real.”

This is exactly what you want from a critique group. Honest feedback that will help you bring your writing to the next level. Yet hearing these words is especially painful for a memoirist like myself, because really…it’s all about me. (that’s what the genre implies) I think my friend was saying my work needed less fluff… more emotion, more authenticity. In my heart of hearts, I knew he was right. But no matter what your genre, how does one go about “writing it real?”

Finding Inspiration for Creative Work

the sun breaking through the clouds symbolizes where to find inspiration for creative work
Does an idea descend from the cloudy sky that is our brain and burst forth as a golden ray of artistic expression?  

Finding inspiration for creative work…For the purpose of this blog post, I define an artist as a person who ‘ practices any of the various creative arts.’ Painter, sculptor, dancer, sewist, photographer, chef, architect, designer writer…

Though the process may vary depending on the individual and their medium of expression, every creative work begins with an idea.  But, where do ideas come from?

Does an idea descend from the cloudy sky that is our brain and burst forth as a golden ray of artistic expression?

Well, actually…. that’s literally what happened to me as I sat down to write about inspiration this morning. I was looking out of the window in my writing/sewing studio and the sun broke through the clouds. Knowing that the moment was fleeting, I ran outside to snap a photo with my phone. That photo was the catalyst, the inspiration for this post. Of course, this doesn’t always happen and to me. I wanted to explore this topic more. Through my reading, I came across some thoughts about how other creatives find inspiration for their work. Read on to discover how some famously creative people find inspiration: