Living the Fictional Dream

I found out this morning that Arcane Twilight is going on an indefinite hiatus, which really feels like the preface to ceasing publication entirely.

It was a “for the love” e-zine (e.g., it didn’t pay its authors), and such efforts tend to come and go with great frequency. However, this is the first time one that published a story of mine has gone away. (It can’t me my story that did it, though, since it was published months and months ago.) Well, I guess there was that one e-zine that folded before it published the story of mine that it accepted, but this is the first one that ceased publication after my story came out.

Anyway, it just made me a little sad, so I thought I would mention it here. Efforts like this are labors of love for their editors, so if you have a favorite e-zine out there, maybe take the time to promote it on your blog, tell a friend, or even drop by the site and leave an encouraging comment or, if the site has a donation button, donate to keep them around.

Fall has come to Texas. Today, the wind is blowing briskly through the streets of downtown, and I’d much rather be outside than stuck in my small office. Most days, I don’t mind not having a window — in the pecking order, I’m lucky enough to have an office at all, window or no window — but today, I wish I had one so I could watch the trees dancing.

It feels as if the fall breezes are bringing me ideas from muses that have been on vacation for most of September. I suddenly had an idea for a novel that I could write during NaNo… a novel set in my urban fantasy world (the same one as my story, “Alpha,” up at Electric Spec, and my story “Packless,” which is currently making the rounds).

I’d been planning to use NaNo for rather hefty revision (think total rewrite) of one of my two novels-in-progress, but now this new idea tempts me into new territories. I have a few weeks left before November first. Perhaps I will tinker with an outline and see what happens.

I also had a couple of ideas for short stories come in with the wind. Now I just need time to sit down and write them. The weeks (and weekends!) have been so busy lately. I’m no longer in school and I don’t have children, so I’m not dealing with the school there, either, but it still seems as if the gearing up of a new semester always affects my schedule. And, it’s also the dreaded busy season at work, so there is much to do.

But, perhaps, soon I will find time to sit down and put these breezy musings to paper (or to Word document, more accurately). It wouldn’t do to waste fall’s gifts!

Every Day Fiction released its table of contents for October. There looks to be some great fiction ahead next month! Some of the stories I’m looking forward to include Kevin Shamel’s story on 10/8, K.C. Ball’s story on 10/16, my writing group mate Alex Burns’s story on 10/20, and Sylvia Wrigley’s story on 10/28. And there will be many more available for your reading pleasure, as well.

Also, you can mark your calendars for 10/25, because that’s when my story, “A Million Faces,” goes live!

Looks like a great month! Yay, EDF!

Jens, another writing group mate, had a story accepted by EDF recently, but I didn’t see it on the TOC. I guess we can look forward to that story in November.

I think that the line between a story that’s cliche and a story that breathes new life into an old trope can be very fine indeed. Sometimes, I think that the line is more in the head of the reader than anything else. Of course, the writer has to do his or her part. You’ve got to give that old idea new trappings, new characters and settings to make it interesting again. A new twist on the plot, if you can think of one, is good, too.

But, sometimes, there’s nary a new twist to be found. After all, there are a finite number of plots out there — depending on who you listen to, it’s 10 or 12 or maybe 36. You can boil so many radically different stories down to “man vs. man” or “man vs. machine,” etc. The thing that makes them stand out is how the writer told the story.

I’ve been thinking about this recently because of two stories that I submitted to Every Day Fiction. One was a ghost story, and it was rejected for being too cliche. The other was my recent acceptance, “A Million Faces.” The acceptance email actually said that they felt I’d breathed new life into an old trope, which was really nice to hear. I’m really excited about sharing that story with the world — I had fun writing it, and I felt like I really connected with the main character.

But I wonder what it was that made AMF work, while my ghost story still languishes without a home?

I started thinking, maybe I, as a reader, am too close to the ghost story. The stories that spook me the most are ghost stories. Hack-em-up stories gross me out, but they don’t really scare me. Ghosts, however… whew! I still think the pilot episode of the show Supernatural, which dealt with plenty of ghosts, was the scariest one they ever did — followed by all the other ghost stories. The ones about various earth-bound monsters or demons… still interesting, but not as much with the creepy chill factor.

I was never a big fan of The Sixth Sense, but I think that’s because it was built up to me way too much. I didn’t see it until DVD, so by that point, after all the hype, it would have had to be a much more impressive film for me to be blown away. I did think the twist was cool, though. The movie The Others, however, was totally creepifying to me! And there was the other movie that I saw where a guy had this whole life on an estate with a wealthy, eccentric family, and at the end it turned out that the estate was a crumbling ruin and they’d been ghosts all along. That one totally freaked me out, too — though, sadly, I have totally forgotten the name of the film.

So, maybe because ghost stories really affect me as a reader/viewer, it’s harder for me to write one with some distance? Maybe what seems cliche to other people, doesn’t feel that way to me because I still enjoy that trope?

I don’t know if that’s the case, but it would make sense… I struggle with the same thing in my urban fantasy stories. I love stories about vampires, werewolves, etc., in all their forms. I like the classic stories, but I like the ones that twist the myths, as well. To me, it’s about the characters and what they do with these ideas — it doesn’t bother me if the vampire has a reflection or not or if the werewolf can only change on the full moon or has full control of the shifting abilities. The creature’s abilities and flaws are tools that help the writer tell the story they want to tell with their unique set of characters.

But, I’ve gotten rejections on my urban fantasy stories because the editors of that publication felt the stories didn’t do anything unexpected enough.

On the flip side, I absolutely hated the novel Eragon. I couldn’t even get through it. It felt too cliched, and I didn’t like the writing style. I’ve always loved stories about dragons, but I didn’t feel like this one gave me anything new to hold onto. In addition, the characters were achingly flat. So, not only was there no new twist, but there were no characters to really get behind or get involved with.

But, I’m definitely in the minority on that one, if the way the novels are selling are any indication. I even had some friends who read the book say that, yes, they thought it was derivative of basically every fantasy epic in recent history (everything from Tolkien to Star Wars), but they still enjoyed reading it. And, heck, they made Eragon into a major motion picture, so a lot of people out there have to like it.

In the end, I think luck continues to play a big role. Write a good story — the story that you want to write, not the one you think the market wants you to write — and then send it out. Sure, you may get rejections if the editors feel that you didn’t twist the trope into something new enough. But, there is probably someone out there who will get your story and who will love your voice enough to publish it. It’s the idea of the right story, in front of the right person, at the right time.

I had a piece accepted by Every Day Fiction today. What fun! It’s called “A Million Faces.” I would give you a teaser about the plot, but since it’s flash, there’s not too much extra to give away! I’ll just say that the title is a literal description of the main character.

No news yet on the publication date, but I’m sure that will come soon.

For a brief moment, “A Castle in the Clouds” is in a top 10 list at Every Day Fiction. Nice thing to wake up to. Must be because of all the voting you guys did — thanks!

If you head over to EDF today, make sure you check out today’s story — “Double Virginity” by Kevin Shamel. Science fiction with a twist — it’s a great read.

Waiting is never fun, but right now it seems less fun than ever! A literary flash piece that I wrote a few months ago was accepted by a literary e-zine. It is supposed to be published in their September issue, but that issue still has not appeared on their website. I emailed the editors once to ask about the publication date and was told to expect it on September 15. That day has come and gone, but no new story for me to happily announce on my blog!

Anyway, I don’t mean to complain (at least not too much). I know that e-zines operate without much staff, basically depending on the efforts of the dedicated few who do all the work. I understand that there can be issues and delays.

But, dang it, I do want to see that story out in the world. I’m anxious to know what other people think of it! And, there is also the fear that the e-zine will fold without publishing my story. The last time I had a piece accepted by an e-zine that kept moving the publication date back, it folded and I had to start anew searching for a home for that story. This one took me longer to place the first time (sometimes I think mainstream/literary fiction is more subjective to editors than even genre fiction, but maybe that’s just because I specialize more in the genre fiction), and I would hate to have to start over.

Though, if the worst case scenario happened and I did have to start over, I did eventually re-place the story from the first time an e-zine went under on me. I’m sure I could do it again, if necessary.

Right now, though, I’m just going to cross my fingers and hope that the September issue of the literary e-zine publishing my story makes it out soon. I was impressed with some of the stories in their previous issue, so I would love to see what else they have to offer!

Good morning, world! It’s a lovely day today, because my flash piece, “A Castle in the Clouds,” is the story of the day at Every Day Fiction. You should definitely check it out! And, while you’re there, vote on it and maybe leave a comment.

This story is a fantasy romance/parable. My favorite part about it is the setting. Ami lives in a cloud. When the weather changes, so does her home, so it’s larger on rainy days and smaller on sunny ones. It reminds me of a game that I used to play with my grandmother as a child — our paper dolls had such fun exploring imaginary rooms. I loved to imagine the craziest most awesome rooms. In that game, it was a regular mansion, not a cloud, but imagining the possibilities that could exist was so exciting… Imaginary rooms could hold whatever you wanted — clothes, toys… anything!

When I was younger, I remember reading a fairy tale about a girl who lived in an invisible castle in the sky. Her companion was a large spider. The only thing the girl was not allowed to do was go into the spider’s special room during a certain hour of the day. At that time, he would cover all the walls, the floor, and the ceiling, so no one could see in, and she never knew what he did in there. So, of course, one day the little girl went into the room before the appointed hour and hid under the couch. The spider came in and, while he thought he was alone, he became a man. When the girl’s hiding place was revealed (as of course it would have to be), the castle became visible and floated down to the ground. She lived there with the man and it was nice, but never as wonderful as it had been living in an invisible castle in the sky with a spider.

Weird story, huh? I wish I remember the name of that tale. I’ve always remembered the story. It was one of the inspirations for “A Castle in the Clouds.” Another inspiration came from Little Women. There is a chapter where Jo and the girls, and Laurie, of course, describe their imaginary castles in the air — places where they are carefree and all their dreams have come true.

Ami’s adventure in my story is totally different from those above, but those were the things that gave me the first glimmer of inspiration that eventually became “A Castle in the Clouds.”

I hope you enjoy it, and if you have time, leave me a comment here and let me know what you thought!

When I was a copy editor (before my tech writing days), my team used to say that only a fool copy edited his/her own work. Our little copy editing joke based on that saying about how a lawyer defending himself has a fool for a client. I claim no knowledge of anything related to the law, but it boggles my mind how hard it can be to see the errors in something I’ve written myself — especially right after I’ve finished writing it!

I think that the writing portion of the brain is totally separate from the part of the brain that knows grammar, spelling, punctuation, etc. The creative side of the brain likes to see the piece as you meant it to be, not how it actually is (hence missing words — the kind of thing that happens when your muse talks faster than you can type!). As a whole, creativity is a different mindset from the logic of copy editing.

Now, I think I’ve discovered a new part of the writer’s brain — let’s call it the poet’s corner!

I took a poetry workshop in graduate school. The professor had his own poetry published and, for a time, was the head of the creative writing portion of the department. Most of the students in that particular class were people seeking their masters or their PHD in poetry. I and two of my classmates were prose people who’d taken the poetry workshop for the experience. Next to all the others, we were rank amateurs.

As far as classroom critiques went, that poetry workshop was the hardest of my whole graduate school career. Graduate school crits are far and away more difficult than working with my writing group today. Partly because you’re students thrown together by chance instead of friends, and partly because, since the critiques were part of our grade, a lot of students hunted for things to dislike about your work (I guess they thought it would impress the professor) and never worried about telling you if they liked anything. They also weren’t sticklers for constructive criticism, and didn’t care if they crushed your muse. But those crits gave me a thick skin when it comes to criticism and rejections, and they made me really appreciate the supportive, yet constructively critical, writing group I have today.

One of the poems I wrote in that poetry workshop was about something I’d seen in real life. I’d been driving to campus one day, when I saw, on the side of the Interstate, the burned out husk of a car that had been in an accident. But what struck me was that, in the trunk of that car was a dozen red roses. The flowers had a shocking beauty when compared with the soot-streaked metal of the car, and it made me sad to think about the person who probably died in the crash and the person who loved them enough to bring the roses.

I took the poem to class, and no one liked it. No one. The comment I will always remember was from this girl who seldom had anything good to say about anyone’s poem. She said I shouldn’t have used roses because they were too cliche. It was her only comment at all on my poem.

That moment nearly turned me off to poetry entirely! I was so angry… One of the things I like about writing is being able to use inspiration taken from the real world. Sure, not always and sometimes you change it, but other times the real world inspiration is important. And that image that I tried to recreate in that poem would have been totally different if the flowers had been violets or calla lilies or irises! The roses spoke of love, and the color red spoke of passion. It had to be red roses!

After that, I decided to tackle the poems I had to write for that class in a different way. Instead of trying to tell a story that meant something to me, I focused on the language to the exclusion of nearly everything else. I called it word-smushing — I tried to put together words and phrases that sounded cool without caring what they meant. The weird thing? My professor ate up this new style, and I ended up with an A in the course, even after such a stilted beginning.

With the opening of Every Day Poets for submissions, I decided to dust off some of my old poetry and give submitting it a try. The first poem I sent them was one that I’d written based on an actual event. I’d gone out to the country one night to watch a meteor shower, and when I got out of the car, a hamburger wrapper blew by and smeared ketchup on my leg. The poem was my imagining of how that wrapper came to be on that deserted stretch of road. But EDP rejected it. So, I pulled out a poem that I’d written in my word-smushing days , and it’s been accepted. Woo-hoo! I’m excited about it.

Let me be clear, I’m not dissing either EDP or poetry in general. Not at all. It’s been eye opening to have my poetry reacted to the same way as it was in graduate school (though, I much appreciate the EDF editors for being positive and constructive in their rejections, as opposed to the snootiness of some of my former classmates).

Now that I have more distance from that poetry workshop, the more I think maybe the reason my “real life” poetry isn’t successful is my own mindset and the writing style that mindset evokes. I’m a prose person. Poetry is hard for me, and when I’m writing poetry about something real, I think maybe I’m too literal about it. I use too many conjunctions and articles, when every word needs to have a certain kind of importance. The word-smushing somehow gave me access to the poet’s corner of my mind. Using something less personal as the subject helped me get away from telling the story and really explore the poetic nuances of language.

I’m proud of the poem that EDP accepted. I had fun writing it back then (despite my issues with that workshop class), and some of the wording and imagery I used has stuck with me, even eight years later. And the poem is actually about something — it’s just not about a real life event or image; it’s about something more ephemeral than that (the title of the poem is “Inspiration,” if that gives you an idea). I’m really excited for the poem to appear in EDP, whenever that comes to pass.

I don’t know that I will ever pursue poetry in the long-term. It’s a challenge for me to get into that mode, apparently. I wonder if there is such a term as “prose-bound”?

The thing I admire the most about poets is how they can take so few words and make a piece of writing where every single word is important and pulls its own weight. To do that and to tell a story at the same time… that’s impressive! 

I’m glad EDP has come along. This poetry submission process has helped me to re-examine some of my misconceptions from that grad school workshop, and I think I’m a better writer for it. And, who knows… maybe a few trips to the poet’s corner are in my future. We’ll see what my muse has to say!

The Every Day Fiction table of contents for September came out today, and my story, “A Castle in the Clouds,” is on it. Very exciting! Look for it there on September 14 (I’ll remind y’all here when it’s live).

You can also mark your calendars for September 26, when the story by my writing group mate Jens will be live. An adventurous good time, that one.

It looks like a great lineup for the month. There are a lot of familiar names (authors who always deliver), and some new names, as well. K.C. Ball’s “I Must to the Barber’s Chair” is out today, and you should definitely pop over and read it, because it’s great.

Can you believe today is the last day of the three day weekend already? Where did the time go? At least I can say that I made good progress on my writing goals for the weekend. I’ve revised one story, thus far, and sent it out. I sent another story that I just got the rights back to out to a podcast (**crosses fingers**). And I’ve read through/made final revisions to another story. I hope to finish that one up today sometime and sent it on its first foray out into the world (it’s over 8K, though, so it will be tougher to place).

If only I had made as much progress on my work out and house cleaning goals… Ah well… we must make sacrifices for our writing, yeah?