There’s been a meme going around
(sounds like the flu) called, thrillingly, My Writing Process. I got tagged by
the estimable Katie Quirk, who posted a
week ago.

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So
here are the questions Katie passed along.
And,
coincidentally, my answers.
1. What am I working on?
I just finished the rough, rough,
horribly rough, terrible, and stinky draft of a fantasy set in southern Maine in
the 1650s. It involves a girl from a distant tribe stranded in an English settlement and
brought up there, and a shape-shifting magician who plays tricks on the
settlement with dire consequences.
Here’s the opening:
It was possible,
Mother Bolton said, that Nathan Chartwell had been turned into a spotted hog.
Grace almost believed
it. Sabbath evening, Nathan had been in the stocks for drunkenness and vile
language—which nobody minded except there was a preacher visiting from Boston.
The next morning Nathan was gone and a speckled monster roamed the village
center, snuffling for acorns.
Grace had
never seen that hog. Nor had anyone else.
Its spots were exactly the same as Nathan’s smallpox scars, his wife
said, and it had corn whiskey on its breath.
Sure that it was her
husband, Mistress Chartwell waved her skinny arms and commenced a great wail
that lasted half the morning. You could hear her over the thump of a butter
churn half a mile away.
At last Mistress
Chartwell quieted down, called the hog Nathan, and took him home. She treated
the beast very well in the following days—better than she’d treated her
husband, some said. She gave him porridge in the morning and meat in the
afternoon, and tucked him into bed by the fire.
Now to turn this thing into an actual book.
2. How does my work differ from others of its genre?
My fantasies are firmly grounded
in reality—a fantasy figure (so far, a goatman, fairies, a banshee, and now a
shape-shifting magician) makes life complicated and dangerous for a human kid,
basically. Also, there’s a lot of humor—or I flatter myself that there is.
3) Why do I write what I do?
I used to love stories that took
place in a completely fantastical setting: THE LORD OF THE RINGS, for example.
I still love many of them, but as I’ve gotten older I seem to prefer one foot
in the real world. I like the notion
that the reader has a representative on the page—someone who is used to subways
and school buses and popsicles, who will be just as astounded as we are at the
magical goings-on and can ask for an explanation when things get too weird.
I don’t think I realized the full
potential of reality-based, humorous fantasy until I encountered Diana
Wynne-Jones (my first book of hers was ARCHER’S GOON, which is marvelous). Neil
Gaiman is another practitioner I admire. If you haven’t read FORTUNATELY, THE
MILK (his latest for kids), you should correct that deficiency now.
4) How does my writing process work?
I’ve been an editor as well as a
writer all my life, and I seem to be most comfortable editing. For that reason,
I have to be very strict with myself when drafting, because otherwise I’ll
procrastinate and never get anything down on paper.
Once I get to revision, I will
cheerfully work all day, regardless of word count. Revision is my happy place.
I doubt that anyone looks forward to an editorial letter more than I do.
When I’m drafting, I am not
allowed to eat lunch until I have a thousand words. I may write a little more
in the afternoon, but it’s okay if I research instead. (I love research so much
it feels like I’m goofing off. And, in fact, I would just keep researching
without writing if not for the thousand-word rule.)
I should specify that at this
point I’m not writing a thousand good
words. Just words. In the past month or so, somebody commented somewhere that
drafting is like shoveling sand into the sandbox. Revision is when you build the
sand castle.
I keep telling myself that.
Sometimes I get so stuck that I
can’t crank out even the bad words, other than swearing at myself. When that
happens I open a new document and write a diary entry for one of my characters.
Doesn’t have to be about anything important—the weather, what he/she had for
breakfast. Within half an hour, the character’s told me where the story’s
heading next, and I’m back in the main document.
Sometimes the brain doesn’t engage
unless the fingers are typing.
If I’m really in trouble, the
diary entry figures in the word count. Cheating, sure. But hey . . . whatever
gets you to lunch.
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And now I pass the baton
and the baloney sandwich to Dawn
Metcalf and Erin Dionne ,
who will post next Thursday, June 5.
Dawn Metcalf has
always lived on the edge between reality and magic, which explains her current
profession and love of fantasy books and games. Her passions include karate,
fairy tales, Victoriana and dark chocolate, often combining one or more of them
in unexpected ways. She’s the author of INDELIBLE and its forthcoming sequel,
INVISIBLE, as well as LUMINOUS. Dawn lives with her husband and family in
northern Connecticut. If they had a sign, it would be: Confounding the Neighbor
Children Since 1999. Visit her online at www.dawnmetcalf.com.

3 comments:
I like the lunch rule, Ellen--lunch never comes early enough for me, so I appreciate the use of it as a motivator. Thanks so much for sharing the beginning of your current book--I can't wait to read more!
I too like fantasy with one foot in the real world. The Fledgling by Jane Langton which I read as an adult stayed with me for a long time and I think it was because of that back and forth. Tuck Everlasting another favorite. Haven't read this genre in years but looking forward to reading your work, Ellen.
Thanks, Linda! Good to hear from you...
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