Monthly Archives: September 2015

28 09, 2015

Writing – a mask or an unveiling?

By |2015-09-28T10:27:51-05:00September 28th, 2015|Make Me Think Monday|4 Comments

maskEdie Melson recently posted this graphic for media sharing by her followers. The photograph she chose aptly portrays E. B. White’s words. Writers do look through windows or hide behind portals.

The graphic got me to thinking about another oft-repeated writing quote: “Writing is easy. You just open a vein and bleed.”

There’s another version, attributed to Ernest Hemingway that says, “There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein.”

Though writers these days are more likely to sit a computer, the point of the quote is the same. Writing does require the writer to unveil or mask his deeper thoughts and beliefs.

Quote investigator  found evidence that others have used the bleeding vein quote. Sportswriter Walter Wellesley “Red” Smith used it in 1949. Before that, Paul Gallico wrote in his 1946 book Confessions of a Story Writer.

It is only when you open your veins and bleed onto the page a little that you establish contact with your reader.

Truthfully it doesn’t matters so much who originated the quote. What matters is that writers do indeed give up a part of themselves with every word they put on a page.

Sometimes we wear a mask and vicarious walk through our character drawing on feelings and experiences to infuse our stories with emotion for our readers. Consciously or unconsciously, what we write can reveal (and sometimes purge) our personal deep feelings, hurts, and pains.

Is writing a mask or an unveiling? I believe it can be both.

What do you think?

25 09, 2015

Chicken Sweeping

By |2015-09-06T09:15:38-05:00September 25th, 2015|Guest blogger, Miller Farm Friday|1 Comment

By Guest Blogger Chicken Wrangler Sara

The chicks are finally big enough to join the big girls.

Rachel and I moved them one evening.  We found it works best if they spend the night in their new home and wake up thinking they had always been there.  The challenge comes in the evenings when they forget where they are supposed to roost for the night.  They all gathered by the fence separating the big girls from the bantams.

sweeping branchRachel found an effective way to encourage them to go into the coop.  She used a branch as a broom and “swept” them into the coop.

Actually they went around the coop and then some went in.  The rest would go back to their spot by the fence.

Rachel would “sweep” again and I would stand near the coop door to encourage the chicks to go in.  It took several tries but eventually we got all the chicks into the coop.

Rachel was gone this weekend so I took Beekeeper Brian out to help sweep the chickens.  They were all already in the coop.  I was thrilled.

I texted Rachel to let her know her chicken sweeping career was over.  She was not at all sad.

21 09, 2015

Could there be a secret writer within you?

By |2015-08-27T16:29:50-05:00September 21st, 2015|Make Me Think Monday|1 Comment

Typewriter with Writer buttons, vintageThe Urban Dictionary defines a closet writer as anyone who is involved in any of the arts (e.g. music, writing, drawing, photography, etc.) but will not admit it. Either that or he/she literally hides it somewhere and only shows certain people.

When I mention I’m a writer, I frequently hear, “I always wanted to write a book.” Other times, people give a wistful tilt of their head and get a faraway look in their eyes. Some even sigh aloud, and I have to wonder whether those people are closet writers.

Do any of these signs describe you? If so, you might be harboring a fugitive author within.

  • You constantly edit when you read. Silently, in your mind you spot (and correct) misspelled words. You’re the first to spot misspellings on sign as you’re driving down the street or you see grammatical errors in Facebook posts.
  • You’re observant. You notice details and people then file your observations away in a compartment in your head labeled I could write about this.
  • You have a hyperactive imagination. You’re always asking what if. When you couple this tendency with your observation skills, there’s never a dull moment in that head of yours.
  • You think grammar jokes are funny. Actually, a lot of those jokes are very humorous.
  • Your head is a walking library of information. That voice in your head is a narrator: reporting, observing and describing. You can astound friends with precise recall of events and their sequence from memory.
  • You love books. You have more than a borderline literary obsession. Sometimes you feel life in the real world can never compare to the worlds of words on the page.
  • You can name the titles of books that have changed your life. Books filled with compelling truths and hidden insights that helped you to see the world in different ways.

But you say, even if those things are true about me, the ability to write is inbred. True writers are born with calluses on the forefinger and thumb of their writing hand, not made.

Not true at all.

Writing can be a gift. It is also a craft that can be learned. There are resources upon resources available to help writers hone their craft. If you don’t believe me, try doing a Google search of writing craft or how to write fiction. Then search writing workshops and writing conferences.

Or check my website for writer resources or contact me. I’ll share my recommendations for writing workshops and conferences.

For those of you who recognize the signs in yourself, my advice is to stop hiding your penchant for writing. Make the leap from that closet. We need people in our world who care about words and meaning, definitions and spelling. We need grammar tyrants and style experts.

The world needs creative word artists, musicians, and artists like you closet writers.

18 09, 2015

Melon Hurling

By |2015-09-06T09:08:49-05:00September 18th, 2015|Guest blogger, Miller Farm Friday|0 Comments

 By Guest Blogger Chicken Wrangler Sara

The food pantry where I volunteer had an abundance of honeydew melons last week. I got rid of as many as I could, but some still got too soft to eat.

It was time to treat the chickens. I discovered if I hurled the melon just right, it split into pieces when it landed.melon hurlThen the birds could easily get to the yummy inside.chickens and melon

After several throws, I decided this could be a new Olympic Event – melon hurling.

I might even get a gold medal.

14 09, 2015

Is author self-promotion different from any other promoting?

By |2015-08-25T08:17:26-05:00September 14th, 2015|Make Me Think Monday|1 Comment

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SOURCE: This is Beirut blog, November 15, 2010

Writing is a profession. Authors have products to promote – their books.

A fly-fishing guide in our town has fish mounts in his shop and pictures of trophy catches with his clients. Doctors, dentists, and other medical professionals hang diplomas and certifications on their office walls.

Is either of them bragging or boasting?  I don’t think so. They are doing self- promoting. Those pictures and diplomas say, “I know from experience.”

So why is self-promotion difficult if you’re an author?

I believe two things stop us from promoting our books like the medical professionals hang diplomas or talking about our books like our fly-fishing guide.

First, the negative connotation of “self-promotion.” Second, an ingrained fear of being called a braggart.

An examination of words associated with self-promotion may help ease our hesitancy and help clarify the differences between being a braggart and simply promoting our work.

BRAG means making pompous or boastful statements; arrogant talk or manner; cockiness. A braggart is one who asserts boastfully.

We’ve all encountered the overzealous author with his stack of books under his arm harassing us into buying a copy of his new book. It’s too much and such behavior is what gives self-promotion its negative connotation. Bragging and pushiness to sell our books is not productive promotion.

SHARE means to partake of, use, experience, occupy, or enjoy with others. The operative word here is with.

Most of us look for the validation of a merchant’s product and want proof of a doctor’s expertise. If they don’t share the information, we don’t know. As authors, if we don’t share about our books, others don’t know about our accomplishments. I personally enjoy sharing work of my creative friends whether that work is a book, a painting, or a quilt.

PROMOTE is to encourage the sales, acceptance, etc., of (a product), especially through advertising or other publicity. It’s the means of seeking buyer approval. That’s not a bad thing because the final decision remains with the buyer.

So when authors don’t do self-promotions, aren’t we cheating ourselves? I think so.

What do you think?

11 09, 2015

Bee Research

By |2015-09-04T21:49:51-05:00September 11th, 2015|Guest blogger, Miller Farm Friday|0 Comments

by Guest Blogger Chicken Wrangler Sara

There are many wonderful things about living in a university town. There is a lot of energy and excitement created by the young, enthusiastic minds at work. There is also a lot of traffic but that is another matter entirely.

Part of being near a major research school is having research conducted all around. In fact, my husband was approached by a graduate student studying bees.   He asked if he could use our bees in part of his research.

I didn’t think much about it at first. There are always random things going on at Miller Farm. Then our son made the comment “it is so neat that there is a research study happening in our back yard, literally.”

When he put it that way, I decided I should find out more about this research project.

bee researchThe graduate student put a pollen collector on one of the hives.

Once a month, Brian puts the guard down so the pollen is scraped off the bees legs as they enter the hive.

The graduate student then comes and collects the pollen. He also uses a pipette to extract nectar from some of the cells in the honey comb. He actually wanted to collect wax as well but the bees had not drawn any comb. The nectar flow had been interrupted by the rain in May. The pollen and nectar are analyzed to determine if there is any residual pesticide.   The student also determines where the bees collected the pollen. It is all very interesting in a scientific research kind of manner.

So the next time you are perusing a science journal and see an article about bees and pesticide, think of Miller Farm. It is where all the action is.

7 09, 2015

Spying, people watching, or doing research?

By |2015-09-07T08:59:11-05:00September 7th, 2015|Make Me Think Monday|0 Comments

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SOURCE: http://www.annetaintor.com/september-caption-contest-finalists-2/

As a writer, I classify peeking through the blinds research whether I have a dust rag in my hand or not. Neither do I count eavesdropping and people watching as spying.

What better methods to gather data for my stories. I’m able to notice idiosyncrasies, speech patterns, body language, find clothing ideas, and observe relationship interactions. All of which provide great inspiration for my characters and their stories.

writer teeSometimes I wear my warning shirt.

Sometimes I don’t.

 

I’m not asking for actual responses, but I’m guessing many of you are guilty of dust rag spying or eavesdropping or people watching too.

I’m a writer that’s my excuse. What’s yours?

4 09, 2015

Empty Nest?

By |2015-09-02T08:00:52-05:00September 4th, 2015|Miller Farm Friday|2 Comments

 By Guest Blogger Chicken Wrangler Sara

We have another hawk terrorizing the chickens. It was hovering over the chicken yard and the girls were all squawking in terror.   I ran out and it flew into the neighbor’s tree.

This is the neighbor with chickens so I quickly texted her “Hawk alert.”

The hawk came back and sat on our fence until I came out the back door. Then it flew off and I haven’t seen it since.

This morning the chickens were making all kinds of noise before I had even let them out of the coop. It was their “Help, something is after us!” cry so I hurried to the chicken yard wondering what I’d find.

As I approached, I told them “I’m coming, I’m coming.” They quieted down. There was nothing there but chickens. I guess they were just ready to get up.

It reminded me of when our kids were still in baby cribs. They would wake up and make noise until one of us came in to get them out of the crib. We sent the youngest off to college this month.

I was thinking, though, that as long as we have chickens, we’ll never really be “empty nesters.”

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