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Workshops, Groups, and Retreats, Part 3

 

 

 

 

In part 1, I spoke about writer’s groups. In part 2, I covered some of the the pros and cons of workshops. So today we have retreats. Actually, I wish I was going to a retreat today. Quiet, solitude, beverage of choice, inspirational scenery, uninterrupted time to write, what’s not to like? Whether it’s a full-blown professionally run retreat at a luxury resort with twelve other writers that costs a bunch of money, or heading up to the cabin for a week by yourself, or renting a room at the local motel with your writing partner and ordering pizza for a weekend, a writing retreat can be just the ticket.

Like the other groups we talked about retreats vary greatly in size and scope so be sure you know what you are getting into before you spend your hard-earned money. Some retreats focus entirely on the act of writing, putting words on the page/screen as fast as you can. Others include mini workshops with the other attendees to provide some instant feedback and to talk through rough patches or potential ideas. Still others are structured affairs resembling multi-day workshops where editing is the name of the game.

I believe that the key to any style of retreat is to be prepared. Yes, that’s the Eagle Scout in me coming out. But nevertheless, being prepared can make or break your retreat. Make a list of what you think you will need, not just for the act of writing. Food, beverages, a good place to sleep are all important. Clean clothes are optional if it’s just you, but I would recommend regular bathing as it helps the mental aspects of writing as well. And, if you’re with a larger retreat it’s down right mandatory if you want a return invitation next year.

With regards to the act of writing, I recommend you have a backup method with you. Power grids can go down in a storm, laptop batteries can fail, and power cords can break. A good old-fashioned spiral-bound notebook or legal pads and several pencils and pens can be your most important items in your writing bag. Frankly,  anyone who doesn’t carry a writer’s notebook and pen with them wherever they go should question whether or not they are a serious writer. If you insist on writing on a computer, do not leave home without an external backup source. Save your work often. I prefer an mini external hard drive but I never travel without at least a new, formatted, usb drive. You just spent 3 days of vacation banging out 30,000 brilliant words to finish off your novel, your hard drive suddenly crashes, and you realize that not once during the writing marathon did you hit SAVE! It is not something you ever want to experience.

Along with food and water, you may find that you hit a wall, mentally or physically. Retreats are supposed to be fun, so take a break, go for a walk, go fishing or shopping, perhaps a swim. Let your mind and body recover/recharge. This is where the structured retreats can be helpful. Usually they have planned events to provide those down-time opportunities. Often an informal gathering around the fireplace/campfire or dinner table can result in inspiration that takes your story to a new level.

Like the other types of groups, do your research and determine if the format is what you are looking for. If it is, I highly recommend this form of writing event. Have fun and good writing!

 

 

A Mile in Someone Else’s Moccasins

 

 

 

 

An old Native American saying “Do not criticize your brother until you have walked a mile in his moccasins.”

I have always liked that saying because it helped me to look at all sides of an issue before making a judgement. I’m not perfect at it but I do try to listen to arguments first.

I was never in debate in school and I had to pull out my yearbook to find out if we had a debate team. However, the rules of debate, as I have heard them, is you must prepare arguments for either side because you do not know ahead of time which side you will represent. It would force you to fully understand your opponent’s position before the debate began. What a novel concept! Let’s come back to that idea.

The last two years have been rather challenging for me. There have been many family issues, sale and purchasing of homes, packing, moving and unpacking, liquidating a family members material estate, etc. Because my mind has been tied up with more important issues, I have not posted much on social media. I have scrolled through Facebook on occasion to check up on friends but have not done much in the way of comments. But, frankly, what I have seen on social and conventional media of late makes me wonder if I really want to participate at all.

Individuals choosing to polarize themselves away from long-time relationships because of differing opinions when it is fairly obvious the opposing position is not fully understood. Nor does it appear there is any desire to understand the opposing position. Great wars have been waged and millions of people killed because two individuals were unwilling to openly look at each other’s position.

The next time you find yourself getting angry at a stranger/friend/family member, stop and take a step back and ask why.

Why am I getting angry?

Why is this person acting this way? Don’t immediately answer, “Because he/she is a narcissistic SOB.” If you can, ask them why to their face. You don’t know this person as well as you may think you do. You may not know that they are having the worst day of their lives. Maybe they just found out their child was arrested or their spouse was cheating on them. Bottom line…YOU don’t know!!!

If your response is “I don’t care!” then you’ve found the problem. It’s you!

 
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Posted by on January 9, 2019 in Other Strangeness

 

Advice for 2019 and beyond!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As I drove into work this morning, the first song I heard on the radio was “Live Like You Were Dying” by Tim McGraw. The basic story line is advice given by a man diagnosed with cancer to his friend. It starts as kind of sad song until the true meaning of his advice sinks in. And, that’s how it hit me this morning. My initial thoughts, when I heard the opening chords, went to loved ones and friends who are battling cancer. Then it dawned on me that this was my first day back to work in 2019 and the advice in the song was actually a mantra that would serve me well in 2019 and beyond.

Live life to the fullest every day. Don’t be afraid to take risks. Be the best person you can be. Cherish the ones you love. Don’t put off your dreams just because it’s hard or others wouldn’t understand. Be kind. Be humble. Be true to yourself, the best parts of yourself. Forgive those who may or may not deserve it, regardless. Have faith in your beliefs.

Now, you won’t find me trying to ride a bull named Fu Manchu or sky dive like the guy in the song. Neither of these interest me. But, I do have dreams and a bucket list. And starting today, right now, I will be doing my best to aspire to the ideals listed above. None of us know what tomorrow will bring, or for that matter, what will happen in the next few seconds. I’ve witnessed life changing moments for enough people, and experienced them as well, to know that tomorrow is a gift we may never get to see.

One of my favorite quotes is, “Life is full of choices.” It’s your choice to make. Take responsibility for it and make the best one you can, every time.

Have a happy, healthy, and prosperous 2019.

 

 

We Shall See!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wow! I did not realize how long it has been since I posted anything. For those of you who still are connected to follow me, we need to get you all a life. Ha, ha.

As I sat down and opened up my dashboard I saw that I have 21 unpublished draft posts. I quickly determined that a vast majority of them were the beginnings of rants and angry responses to posts I had read on Facebook or other social media accounts over the past two years. Thankfully, I never clicked “Publish” on them. Unlike much of the unfiltered crap that permeates social media today, I try very hard not to “react”. I think if people would cool off a bit before they fire back, issues could be discussed intelligently without digressing to name calling.

Anyway, my poor site is in need of a good scrubbing. I still like the overall look so that will stay. However, many of the links and contacts I have listed are no longer active. My goal is to clean everything up and start frequent posting  by the end of the year. Yes this year! The plan is to continue to mix up my thoughts and adventures in writing, with other interests: archery, maybe some gardening tips, IDPA, radio controlled trucks, and, if I can keep it civil, I’ll add in some philosophical posts about my observations of the world and its inhabitants. It has the potential to be a fun ride. We shall see.

 

Dreams and goals

 

 

 

 

“When you give up on your dream, you die.”  – a quote from the character Nick in the movie Flashdance.

This was one of those quotes that hit me like a sledgehammer when I heard it the first time back in 1983. At the time, I had already given up on playing professional football. Although the open tryouts for the Denver Gold sure looked tempting.  Or, going back to school to become a doctor. I was already working in emergency medicine from the back of an ambulance. So, what was my dream?

Over the next several years I would write down some short-term and some long-term goals. It was fun to tick off the goals that I’d hit. And, I rarely got upset if I missed a long-term goal. Usually, I would simply reset the due date and keep going.

Then around 1994 I tried to read “The Sword of Shannara” for the third time and gave up on “The Two Towers” for the second time. I got bored with them. That’s right bored. Now before you Fantasy diehards go off on me or click to another blog, hear me out. I have since finished both works and their accompanying books and I agree they are masterful. But they would not be my first choices to reread anytime soon. The trouble was, I prefer to let my imagination create the scene. I don’t need twenty pages describing a mountain pass or pastoral field. Just give me the basics and I’ll paint the picture. I enjoyed stories that move along and don’t get bogged down with details.

I had been writing character sketches for D&D characters for years. Some of them were pretty good. I convinced myself that I could write a story that I would like to read. I fired up my IBM PS2 Model 50z, opened Word Perfect and started to write. I started with a D&D character I created but never played. I placed him in a setting and pantsed my way through. By the end of the summer of 1995, I had 32,000 words and a half-finished story. For some reason I don’t recall, I set it aside. It remains unfinished. But, I have pulled it out and reread it on many occasions.

No dream but, a splinter was implanted in my brain from this first attempt. During this same time, I had written several nature type vignettes. A friend read them and told me I should get serious about it. “Yeah, okay”. Time passes…a lot of time passes…

Okay, a decade.

Then for some reason, I decided to take a class in something. Not sure what. So, I started doing searches on various things that interested me. I stumbled on The Loft Literary Guild in Minneapolis, Minnesota which was offering an introductory class on writing fantasy fiction.

COOL!

I scraped the pennies together to cover tuition, obtained support from the domestic CEO, and registered. For the next eight weeks, twelve aspiring writers read various fantasy works and dissected them to see what worked. Some of us who were either brave, stupid, or crazy enough, submitted short pieces of our writing for the class to read and critique. I was shocked when my submission received positive comments from the class and the instructor.

Hmm, maybe I should try this writing thing.

I picked one storyline that interested me using another D&D character and started writing. The instructor told us about a writing group looking for more warm bodies. That was the spark that lit the fire to write something I could get published.

Uh oh, this sounds like a dream or at least a serious goal.  

Gasoline was poured on the fire when I was lucky enough to see my name on a byline for a non-fiction article I’d written. No, it was not the great fantasy novel I was also working on, but I was writing almost every day and I saw the possibilities. That was enough of a push to send me to the next level.

Finish the damn novel!

As you may recall from a previous post, I did, in fact, write “The End” on that novel. Okay, check that box off. Most established authors will tell you that just finishing the first draft of the first novel is the hardest part. Some polls indicate that only 5 to 10 percent of people who begin writing a novel, actually finish the first draft! Woof!

So, after a break to let the story settle, I started on revisions. The goal now becomes to turn that stack of words into something that resembles a readable story. This phase of the process, self-editing, is much harder than anyone can explain to you. It does not take long before you tell yourself,

I NEED HELP! But I’m not ready to die so,

New Interim goal – Get help!

more to follow…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Devil in the Details

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Writing about a culture other than your own can provide more than a few complications. In a pure fantasy setting, the author has more control and, so long as he is consistent, can tweak things a bit and make it work. However, when we use a real culture to base our story on, and where a member of that culture may pick up and read your story, we had better get the details right. Unless…

My protagonist is half-Apache, a native american tribe that lives in the southwestern United States and into Mexico. His father was a tribal holy man and taught my protagonist the ways of spiritual medicine. During this instruction a ritual takes place to help my protagonist find a spiritual guide. The spirit guide helps an individual travel along life’s ever changing path. The spirit guide turns out to be “Snake”. This is where things get dicey.

I had written about three-quarters of the story before I found out how Snake is viewed in the Apache culture. The Apache see Snake as a very negative spirit. Often seen as evil, the Apache people will distance themselves from anything related to Snake. Whether it is the real creature, an image, a vision, or a story, Snake is Very bad medicine.

When I first made this discovery, I began to panic. Thinking I would need to rewrite whole sections to either change the spirit guide to something else, or change his tribe to something that looked favorably on the Snake. Instead of jumping off a cliff, I decided to go ahead and finish the first draft without making huge changes. I tried very hard to not let this knowledge guide the story in any way.

After the required cooling off period once the first draft was finished, I did a quick read through and a second read through where I jotted down the more glaring issues and holes. During the second time through, it hit me that the main character was still a little flat.Along with this I was leaning toward changing his tribal lineage.

Then while I was discussing a similar topic with my brother, it dawned on me that the answer to my flat character was right there. The fact that an Apache shaman has Snake as a spirit guide would add several layers of conflict for the character.

So not counting the major conflicts he faces throughout the plot line, he has to deal with being a half-breed, an Apache with Snake as a guide, and his job makes him walk the line between the normal world and those who use magic.

Now I have a character with more than a little color. Yes, I have to add a few sections to exacerbate and the situation, but it will definitely make for a more memorable character.

This turned out to be one of those details that worked out in the end. However, I am more careful about performing research on areas that I am not 100% sure of.

 
 

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Wanderlust

“Not all who wander are lost.”

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Something that has always intrigued me, is why wanderlust only strikes a group of individuals and not everyone. Some travel the world, never staying in one place. Like a river , they may slow down for a time but never come to a full stop unless forced to. Others remain where they were are, never venturing beyond their home county or state borders. Seemingly afraid they might explode if they crossed some invisible border on a map.

I seem to fall in between. I tend to stay in one place for long periods of time, but I’ve never been afraid to drop everything and move the family across the country. Perhaps not having children makes moving easier, I ‘m not sure.

Stranger still is the fact that siblings raised in the same household can show signs from either end of the wanderlust spectrum. One can’t wait to get out of their home town and explore the world while another wants nothing more than to find a job and a spouse, buy a little house and could care less what the rest of the world is doing.

Is it DNA? Choices of the parents? What makes two siblings who, though are only a year or two apart in age, see the world so differently?

I have seen this first hand within my own family and for the life of me, I cannot figure out why it happens. One choice is no more valid or real than the other. It’s just different. When I ask them to try to explain how they feel, the response is the same, “I don’t know. it’s just the way I feel.”

I do understand the ones who go out into the world and explore for a while and then return to their roots. That makes sense to me as they have made a choice based on experience. The ones that baffle me are the ones who never leave and are not interested in ever travelling. Yes, it’s their choice but really? You never want to see other places? It’s hard for me to grasp that.

So, how about you? Are you consumed with the wanderlust? Or, are you a die-hard homebody? I really am interested to hear.

 

 

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