Catherine Lacey (via mttbll)
Catherine Lacey (via mttbll)
I am looking to interview an American teenage girl who is super, super into YA dystopian novels like The Hunger Games and Divergent. If you have a blog or Tumblr or goodreads group devoted to the topic, even better. Please email me at edan dot lepucki at gmail dot com!
And please re-blog! Amazing teenagers, I want to talk to you!
Teenage girls, get on this!
Zadie Smith, this is perfect.
Bean asks me and Patrick to tell him stories every day, multiple times a day. So we are not only reading the storybooks every day, we’re also having to create vivid and compelling tales to him, on the fly. Patrick is really good at it. I am not. But I love the narrative muscles I am getting!(via italicsmine)
I don’t have kids, but I do love storybooks and narrative possibilities and remembering what it felt like to be a kid myself.
Ted Thompson, answering your Ask a Debut Novelist Qs at Little, Brown.
Way more Sugary advice where that came from…
I want to tie this around my finger like a piece of string.
Man, oh man. I meant to write this post immediately after the end of my 30 Pages 30 Days run, but then daily life stuff got in the way, and now it’s been more than a month since the end of my experiment and what good is an experiment anyway without publishing the results, right?
The experiment was a rousing success (as far as extremely moderate writing experiments go)! Though I aimed for 30 pages, I ended up writing a total of 37 pages. Something I genuinely didn’t expect: writing everyday freed me up creatively. Though currently I am my own boss on this project in every conceivable way (I have no one I need to show pages to, no hard deadlines, no one’s specific expectations to fulfill), my inner critic had been holding me back even when I batted her away and told her to get lost. The simple act of daily writing meant she finally went away on her own volition. I was so focused on just getting the work done that I effectively silenced that annoying voice in my head. It seems to follow that I was less hard on myself overall. I had a string of sucky days and then a string of great days. Sometimes I could barely write a page, other days the page came easily and I kept going. Sometimes I kept going because I hated the first page and just wanted to get to something better. After the 30 days were up, I’d decided I would take a day or two off, but I’d worked up so much momentum that I couldn’t stop right away and wrote a page on day 31 almost without thinking about it, like it was muscle memory. Once I did stop, it took me three days to get back into writing again.
This past month has been spotty in terms of my writing time. My total page count in the last 30 days is less than half of what I accomplished in the previous 30. Things have been a little crazy (we adopted a second cat! my husband’s been working a ton!), but I know that if I’d insisted on it, I could probably have knocked out at least another page a day without too much effort.
So now the challenge, as it often is: simply to continue. Weirdly enough, the hardest part of the whole challenge became taking daily photos that seemed interesting enough to post. But they did help keep me accountable, so I’m thinking weekly photos instead, with page counts/word counts/total writing time logged, whatever I feel like sharing for the week. I’ll be posting those (along with a hefty helping of cats and baked goods) here on my Instagram.