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Wednesday, June 18, 2014

HOW DO YOU HANDLE SELF DOUBT WITH A DEADLINE LOOMING?


My guest is romance writer, Emily Greenwood. She focuses on something all writers (published or aspiring) have to deal with at some point or another: Self-Doubt. It's something that can stop a writer in their tracks or they can learn how to overcome it and still be successful.

What’s the hardest thing you've had to face as a writer? 

Self-doubt is probably the worst thing I deal with as a writer. 

And unfortunately, from what I know of my own experience and that of other writers, it doesn't go away, no matter how many years you put in.

For instance, while writing MISCHIEF BY MOONLIGHT, my current release, I felt certain I would never be able to finish the story—or at least not a story anyone would want to read, LOL.

I've been writing fiction for eight or nine years now, so I know it’s not always fun, that it’s work and sometimes you just have to soldier on and put words on the page. I know I’ll have to write a lot that will ultimately get thrown out because that’s my process.

But when I sat down to write MISCHIEF BY MOONLIGHT, the final book in my Regency Mischief series, I had nothing. Well, OK, I had a blurb that said the book was going to be about an earl in love with his best friend’s fiancée. The fiancée wanted to set him up with her sister, so she was going to give him a love potion and then realize that she had feelings for him herself. But that little paragraph I’d dreamed up when the book sold as part of a three-book series didn't inspire me now—it downright annoyed me!

Who cared about this Colin person, the hero, and whether he got together with Miss Josie Cardworthy? They didn't exist as the fleshed-out characters they now are, so there was nothing to love, no reason to care what would happen when Josie gave Colin a love potion. 

Every time I sat down at the computer, I wanted to jump up and run away. Doubt assailed me constantly: how would I ever come up with a 90 K story about these people? Who did I think I was?

  • What did you do and how did you over come it?
In between my disappointing efforts to put down words I surfed the internet, read other people’s books for “research,” scrubbed the bathroom floors with toothbrushes so I could make the grout sparkle, and made elaborate dinners for my family—anything to take me away from The Book That Was Never Going to Be Written.

I bought a book on procrastination, which told me that I wasn't procrastinating because I was lazy but because I perhaps had performance anxiety. That was possibly true—after all, I’d managed to write two books, why shouldn't I be able to write another one? But it didn't make me able to tell the story. I worried that I’d have to give back my advance.

So I got busy forcing myself and wrote page after terrible page. I signed up for NaNoWriMo, which I’d never done before, and made myself meet the daily word count. The pages were growing but the story didn't hang together at all, I still didn't care about these characters, and the deadline was getting closer.

So how did I write this story while self-doubt harassed me all day long? The answer isn't exciting. There was no magic cure. It was only this: 
I kept showing up and writing. That’s it. It was persistence, that boring, plodding quality that's probably the main thing that got me published to begin with. I just needed more of it than I ever had before.

  • What did did you learn?
It took a lot of hard work to write Mischief, and that’s what writing is—work. Sometimes it’s joyful work, when the words are flowing from some unknown source, and sometimes it’s nothing but a slog through the marshes of discouragement. 

I’m very proud of MISCHIEF BY MOONLIGHT now. I hope readers will find MISCHIEF funny and bittersweet and sexy and true. 

I’m really happy that I didn't let self-doubt stop me from writing it!

                                                                                                                                                                                  

With the night so full of romance...
Colin Pearce, the Earl of Ivorwood, never dreamed he'd desire another man's fiancée, but when his best friend goes off to war and asks Colin to look after the bewitching Josie Cardworthy, he falls under her sparkling spell.
Who can resist mischief?
Josie can't wait for the return of her long-absent fiancé. If only her beloved sister might find someone, too...someone like the handsome, reserved Colin. A gypsy's love potion gives Josie the chance to matchmake, but the wild results reveal her own growing passion for the earl. And though fate offers them a chance, a steely honor may force him to reject what her reckless heart is offering...


                                                                                                                                                     
Emily Greenwood worked for a number of years as a writer, crafting newsletters and fundraising brochures, but she far prefers writing playful love stories set in Regency England, and she thinks romance is the chocolate of literature. A Golden Heart finalist, she lives in Maryland with her husband and two children.
-Author website: http://emilygreenwood.net/

Monday, July 29, 2013

MONDAY MUSINGS: LIFE IS GOOD



I've been enjoying my work-cation. Much of the Manana list has been whittled down to a few things which will have to wait. But that's okay. We'll get there. I've also taken plenty of time to putter and relax. It's been a good month and I've needed guilt free time off.

We've had lots of rain and believe me I am not complaining after last summer's drought like conditions. Here it is at the end of July and everything is still lush and green. I still have lots of water in my ranch ponds instead of a dusty bottom with a 3 foot wide puddle of water. Granted, it is a puddle fed by a slow trickle spring, for which I'm very thankful as are many of the critters that drink there. But both ponds are full.

Thunderstorms or rainstorms have swung through almost daily. It's kinda cool when we have a heavy rain and then the sun comes out while the rain is still falling. We call them sun fluffies. Usually happens in the afternoon. The sun shines from the west and it's made for some bright and beautiful rainbows. We frequently get rainbows and quite a few double rainbows. 

You can click on anyone of the pictures to enlarge it.


The sun is shining from the west. The horses are under the community chat tree because it's still raining, although lightly. I love the texture and color contrast of the sky.

Looking in the opposite direction, with my back to the rainbows:


You can see the haze of falling rain. I loved seeing this. Lots of green and this angle of the sun just makes everything look beautiful and clean. It gives the feeling of peace.


This is the other side of the rainbow and part of my front side yard. Alas, no pots of gold were discovered. Damn those sneaky leprechauns.


A few other pretty things which made me smile from the past weeks. I found a gorgeous Lunar Moth in my Crape Myrtle tree. It was bigger than my hand.                                                      

There was another moth I found, one evening on my patio, that was a deep green with black crosshatch lines. I tried but the pictures just came out wrong. The light was off and I had the wrong camera to do it justice. But the Lunar was such a wonderful poser for me. I loved the play of sunlight and shadow. The markings were gorgeous.

I couldn't resist taking a shot of these sunshine yellow flowers with bees and other insects just sipping away at the flowers.




I have a very good sized shrub off my patio that is a favorite with my cats. It's as tall as my house and we work hard at keeping it trimmed.

At any given time you will find one or more either playing in the branches or snoozing. The only way you can really see them is coming up and under the boughs. Here is Mr. Bodie in the tree. He's looking down at Callie sitting below the tree. About two minutes after I shot these he decided to *drop* in on her, lol!





And so another day ends. The evening shadows crawl across the land and in the distance the fog rises in the fields. I again, didn't have the right camera with me to get a better shot but still, this give you a glimpse of it all. Now imagine the sounds of the night birds and Cicadas singing the sun down and away from the porch spotlights the lightning bugs are rising and twinkling.

For me, observing scenes like these puts things into perspective. Troubles don't seem as big. You can't help but soak in the beauty and the peace. I imagine this was one of the reasons such things were created. To touch our senses with beauty and contentment. I, for one, give thanks for that.

Life is good.