Quotable Thursday

I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.

 

“She wouldn’t wish love on anyone. It was the guest you welcomed and then couldn’t be rid of.”

~Leigh Bardugo’s Six of Crows

Sneak Peak Monday

Remember those train poems from long ago? They’re still coming to a book store near you. But picture books take awhile. Because the illustrations! Are going to be gorgeous! And so they take some time!

Here Comes a Train is due out in spring of 2019 with Candlewick. The talented Jamey Christoph is doing the art. And as you can see, it’s going to blow you away.

Quotable Thursday

I love when someone writes the heck out of a sentence. On Thursdays, I try to post some of my favorites.

 

“Collect enough scars and you get a whole extra layer of skin, for free.”

~Tim Federle’s “Souvenirs” in Summer Days and Summer Nights

 

Happy Halloween!

I brought home the best swag from the Books by the Banks festival last weekend. Are you ready for this?

 

 

Apparently there was a pumpkin painting contest at the library for teen artists. And it’s no surprise that this one was the winner! I believe the artist’s name is Lisa Kruel. Lisa, you are crazy talented. I hope we’ll be working on a book together one day.

Satisfaction

Satisfaction is…

adding the last words of the last scene of your revision draft and finding you’ve used up the last page of the journal.

Serendipity.

Satisfaction.

 

What is finished?

I am reminded so, so, so, so often that for a writer, finished is a celebratory word that doesn’t translate well into the rest of society.

me: “I finished my novel!”

someone who is not a writer: “Oh wow that’s great! When can I buy it?”

Um.

So never mind that me finishing a novel doesn’t mean that anyone will buy it…that it will necessarily make it into a book store or library ever anyway. Just put that aside.

Because “finishing” a novel for a writer is…well…it’s not really finishing at all. When I say, I finished my novel, what I mean is, I finished a draft of my novel. Which doesn’t sound exciting. But it is SO exciting. For me it means I get to step away from it for a while, do some non-writerly things, like organize recipes or hem curtains or take a trip to the beach. It also means I’m usually sending it off to someone else to read. Literally – pushing it off my desk. Maybe it’s a critique partner or maybe my agent or maybe an editor. But someone else adds it to their To-Do list while I get to cross it off of mine.

For a while.

I know it’s going to come back to me. I know I will have to revise again. And again. And again. And again. Even after a contract is signed and an editor says, “I love it!”, there will still be so many more revisions. But at each point along the way, finishing up that draft…it is cause for celebration. It means I accomplished what I set out to do. I fixed those broken things I saw. I took care of what needed to be done.

So…wait for it…

I FINISHED MY NOVEL.

Now you can clap with me. Because now you know what it means.