Writers often share stories of being blocked. They sit down to write and the white screen mocks them or their characters are in a pickle without a clear exit plan. Twitter, especially, is filled with stories about being blocked.
So I ask you…how do YOU get un-blocked? What are the techniques or events that have lead you to your breakthroughs?
Here’s one of the photos taken for my recent work in progress, Bee Wars.
This will be the third of my children’s books which are illustrated by pictures I take and then translate into comic style images using the app Clip2Comic.
The books take a great deal of time to put together even after the story is written. Models have to pretend a great deal, not always easy with a camera in their faces. I take between 150-200 photos to get the 25-30 I need for the book.
As a reminder (wink, wink) my first two children’s books with the wonderful models who helped bring the story to life:
Yesterday, at a local grocery store I stumbled across some gladiolas on sale. Delighted, I scooped up the bright red ones for my mantel. As I glanced at them from time to time, they just made me happy….glad.
Watching a gladiola bloom up the stalk is like watching the whole of spring in fast-forward. Each blossom is sweet, but together on the stalk they dramatically say, “I am apologetically magnificent.
While I was pleased with finally putting my 150 cartoon collection together in a paperback form, I was shocked with the price of having it on KDP (or Imgram Sparks, which I also checked). This is what happens when you print a book in all color. Yikes.
Armed with the results from the survey, I decided to find a better way of sharing my Goldfish Diaries collection. Would some be interested in a straightforward digital collection? I hope so.
I’ve self-published four books since May. Let that soak in. MAY!
Sure, they were mostly written by March. I simply needed a great editor and for me to learn how to format. EASY! Once I finally learned how to format, the process went faster. Really, it was more like work-work-work-work-wait, work-work-work-work-wait. But it was an exciting time. Last week I announced Goldfish Diaries as “live” on KDP/Amazon because I had received and approved my proof copy for the collection of goldfish comics.
The hard stuff was behind me, I thought. Silly me.
This week has been full of wrestling with kdp and my bank, both saying they have the right data and not able or willing to communicate with each other. Then a box arrived from kdp with eight copies of Goldfish Diaries – printed so poorly they are going back.
I apologize for being negative, but I bet all the money I made in royalties last month (okay it’s not much) that self-publishing authors will be nodding their collective heads as they read this. As hard as writing is…and it is quite a challenge, it pales compared all the work it takes to self-publish.
The attitude is becoming less prevalent, but when people learn that you publish the book yourself, there is some kind of judgement made about your work. Truth be told, when someone hears you self-publish, the response should be…WOW! You’re not only a writer, but a cover designer, a publicist, an accountant, a format specialist, a business and mail office worker as well as your own cheerleader.
I can’t wait to get back to writing. But until then, I have a few dozen phone calls to make as a self-publishing writer.
knocking around Twitter for a time, I fell into a wild crowd. I became part of
a global community using hashtags like #FP (Friday Phrases), #Iamwriting, and
#writingcommunity. At first I stayed in the shadows. One Friday a tweet formed
in my mind. I don’t even know where it came from. I checked my word count, and
hit “tweet.” The earth didn’t shatter.
No one replied, “Get off, this is for writers.”
challenged myself to post at least one tweet each Friday. I noticed that
keeping my words under 140 characters helped my wordsmithing skills. I kept
coming back. The participants were encouraging and during the week would often
speak of their “works in progress.” Some were published authors, others just
loved words and sharing thoughts.
few months participation, and meeting some of the most lovely people around the
globe, the oddest question popped into my mind. What if I was a goldfish? Of
course I knew about “fish out of water” themes in movies and books. But, what
about a real fish? What would she have to say? And just like that, Goldfish
Diaries was born.
For over two years she would come to the surface each Friday and play the #FP game. With the encouragement of those on twitter, I started drawing this precious being with a big heart and so much to learn from the world. And now she has her own book, which I share with you.
My last two books, A Gift at the Door and Bully Pie, were illustrated using models and an app (Clip2Comic) which stylized my pictures.
One such book required a pie. The first set of pictures did not turn out well and my model (grandson) was dropping by with the family. We needed a pie, but didn’t have one.
Maybe he could tip a pie tin I had in a way that LOOKED like he was eating a pie… Maybe I could photo-shop a pie in later… Maybe we could pile whipped cream in the tin and it would look like…..Maybe…
My husband and I flew into action. I got a can of whipped cream from the fridge and dragged out the pie tin. My husband started pulling down spices from the cabinets in creams and browns. I used the whipped cream to mold a pie shape and then used a combination of curry, cinnamon, and garlic salt to color the form.
What identifies an apple pie? I thought…two things: a curvy crust and cut marks to let the steam out. I kept working until we both stepped back and said, “That looks like a pretty darn good pie.”
So when you read my book, Bully Pie, you’ll see the pie in the oven. Not a pie. But, it did smell good.
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sailaway from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” ~ Mark Twain