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Flash Fiction Online October 2 "Dani-Girl"

Yep, I’m excited! October 2 is the day Flash Fiction Online will publish “Dani-Girl’s Guide to Getting Everything Right.” This is the story I wrote in the summer after reading Ron Carlson’s “Ron Carlson Writes a Story.”

I did exactly what he said. It was a Tuesday, one of my two days a week I can count on not being bugged by the real world. I sat down in the morning with a title and a vague idea about what I wanted the story to be. Actually, it was a story I’d written years ago, but it had fallen flat and I filed it in some deep-six archive on my hard-drive. The original concept was still a good one, so I decided to tie the story to the new title that had popped into my head. The title supplied the framework or skeleton on which to hang the story. It gave it attitude.

Carlson says the trick is to stay in the chair. Haha! Easier said than done. BUT in his book, he coaches you. Here’s the first sentence. Don’t worry about it. What do you know about this first part that is important to tell the reader? See it. Write that down. Don’t worry. You can fix it later. What next? What else do you happen to know?

Well, you get the drift. And it was amazing. When I had the urge to leave the chair, my stomach growling, my body itchy, my mind wandering toward the television set, I told myself, wait, stay put, what else do you know. And I knew something else. “Dani-Girl,” “The Breach,” and “One Question” are the only three stories that flowed out. Boom. There they were with only a little revising, a little editing. And there’s always editing and revising. Don’t tell Ron, but I would have revised his first sentence in his example in the book had “The Governor’s Ball” been my story! Ah, but his whole story worked so another lesson. Things don’t always have to be perfect!

Getting a story from beginning to end doesn’t always work this way, but when it does, it’s a reward for all the times it doesn’t flow.

I hope you all read it and like it. Let me know what you think. October 2.

All I want to do is complain about my lethargy but I’m sick of doing it. So I’m going to take a couple minutes to just riff and see what happens. Don’t read if you can’t stand getting inside someone else’s frustrated mind.

First: The novel. Did a little yesterday but not enough. Felt lost and confused and wondered if I will ever finish this. Flashes of my first “revised” novel kept creeping up on me. Two in the drawer. No!!! But how do I actually make myself do it? I started a to-do list. I put on it Don’t Get Organized because I seem to want to do the opposite of what I should do. Why is that?

I hate wait to hear from places. Haven’t heard from Flash Fiction On-line regarding “Dani-Girl’s Guide to Getting Everything Right.” Reread it. Like it a lot but maybe I don’t have enough distance yet, though I did send it to them 8-weeks ago today. In my world, usually the longer something is kept, the more likely they like it, but maybe not. There are no rules in writing…but lots of crying. I’m also waiting for “Monsoon” to come out in Quality Women’s Fiction. Wrote to the editor there yesterday too and she said it was “in the mail.” But I am confused about this publication. Their website never changes, never shows a magazine cover, and I don’t understand what she means. My understand is that it would come out in PDF, but I guess I’ll just wait and see. The editor is very encouraging and helpful. I like her, I’m just confused. So those two stories are distracting me when what I should be doing is moving on.

Listing Lisa and The Roughening are both sitting on the stove, simmering, with occasion bubbles. I keep thinking I have the answers to each stories problems but then I lose it. I have to go back today to my Ron Carlson write a story in a day today but call it FINISH a story in a day.

Maybe my problem is self-consciousness. As soon as a story begins to sound good before I finish it, I attach all kinds of extra baggage to it. Will this story be the one that really makes it? Can I ever write a really good story again? What if I can make myself do this any more? And then I kind of freeze up. Can someone be embarrassed in the privacy of her own home, at her own desk, with no one standing over her shoulder? Or is really fear? Fear of failure? Or fear of success?

I’ve had a few people ask me if I was afraid to succeed and I think the answer is yes. Growing up my comfort zone was keeping a low profile, not making any stir, either good or bad. I didn’t like attention. Of course, secretly I WANTED attention, positive attention, but was scared to death of the negative kind. Is this what haunts me? Frankly I’m sick of thinking about it.

And I’ve been sick of thinking about it for a while, yet I keep coming back to it. I hate this tendency. Why can’t I just put my butt in the chair and stay there until I’m done?

I know that part of what I have to do is not take myself so seriously. Stop thinking about how if I could only write one piece with real merit I could die happy. But that real merit for me is like something so far away, I can’t even see it wink. I’m thinking To Kill a Mockingbird, Tess of the D’Urbevilles , Tale of Two Cities. Now you know why someone always dies in my stories!

Okay. Enough. I feel slightly better and now I’m going to open Listing Lisa and give her a run for her money. She and her husband have got to face-off. I can’t skip over it. I have to do it. Go.

Not Knowing Shouldn’t Keep Me from Not Doing

“The single largest advantage a veteran writer has over the beginner is this tolerance for not knowing.” –Ron Carlson from Ron Carlson Writes a Story.

It’s funny how I’ll read a book about writing or even just a piece of literature and then I go on and on about it for days. This time it’s Ron Carlson. Last week he helped me write a whole story which I’ve submitted to Flash Fiction On-line, a new venue for me. And this week he’s helping me stay in the chair for my novel. I’m bolstering that with keeping track of the time in the chair and how much I accomplish. I started work at 9:13 this morning. BTW, I shouldn’t be typing this right now. I’ve now been distracted for about 10 minutes! Dang, and it’s 10:08 AM. That means I managed to work less than an hour before I figured out a way to goof off. Back to WCB. It’s now 10:09.

It’s 4:28 and I’m three chapters in having done more editing than I would have thought. But I’ve learned a lot writing my flashes this year about what I don’t have to say so I think these chapters are tighter and therefore, better. As for my seat of the pants in the chair, I haven’t been very good. I would be six chapters in if I’d just stayed the course. I tried to work outside away from the phone and internet but it’s been hot here today and the garage isn’t air conditioned so I gave up and came into the chill of the house where there is email and EDF forums to read, food, and HGTV. Yish.

But I am begun really this time. I have to keep up my momentum because I do not want to reread these chapters again until I’m finished. I taped a note on the fridge that says “Aren’t you sick of the first 125 pages and aren’t you curious to see what you wrote after that?” I’m gonna feed my dog now and maybe come back up for chapter 4. I’m going to hold myself accountable to YOU out there.

Okay. I did it. It’s 8:30 and Chapter 4 is in the vault. I’m feeling as if I’m in a rhythm now so hopefully tomorrow with be more of the same.