Welcome, gentle reader, to the first round of theBlog Tour, and thank you, Joely Sue, for making me welcome on your beautifully-titled blog. It’s been a while since I dreamed in rhyme, but I did have a serious case of iambic pentameter some years ago. Since escaping from academia, I dream mostly in character.
My second book, Atlantis Cranks Need Not Apply, is about to be released in mid-February. Our editor Deena Fisher, She Who Wears Many Hats, has done a gorgeous job of designing the PDF version. While I was looking it over one more time, rounding up the last of the questionable commas, I was struck by how polished, how real the advance review copy looked. You’d never guess, seeing it now, what the creative process was like for that book. It’s tempting to say I’m about to tell you a tale about the glorious e-publishing revolution, but really, if there’s a moral of the story, it’s one William Blake told us a long time ago: If the fool will persist in his folly, he will become wise.
Not for the first time in my writing life, I began by doing everything wrong.
Some magazine I’d never heard of, which specialized in a genre I don’t read, posted a call for submissions for a kind of story I don’t write. Psychological horror? Not my thing. Usually my eye just passes over a call like that. I’m a partisan for fantasy–epic, urban, , whatever, as long as fantasy is in there somewhere, but I don’t like being fed fear for fear’s sake.
But the call for submissions asked for “tales of the life interrupted.” The editor didn’t care whether the protagonist’s daily life was normal by anyone else’s standards, they just wanted the protagonist’s ordinary experience to be turned abruptly upside down by something that he or she would find especially horrifying.
What would a modern-day Neo-Pagan, a practicing witch, find more horrifying than anything else, my brain asked itself. And before I could stop it, my brain answered itself by cooking up a character. Why, for any right-thinking, skeptical Wiccan who hates being mistaken for a New Age fluff-bunny white-lighter, there would be nothing more awful than finding out that Atlantis actually existed.
Oh, no you don’t, I said to my brain, we’re in the middle of a rollicking sword and sorcery manuscript. We are not going to wander off and write an urban fantasy with a comic twist.
But it won’t be urban, said my brain. See? We’ll set it on the Jersey Shore. Here’s a snarky divorced accountant who needs to pull her life back together. Now she’s on the beach watching a hurricane blow in. Just you try to resist her!
There was no resisting Jane.
I began by writing pages and pages of dialogue between Jane and her roommate Sophie, who’s also her coven sister, her landlady, her gadfly, an aspiring hippie chick born a generation too late for peace and love. Three days of writing Jane and Sophie convinced me I had to write the story. In another week, they’d introduced me to the rest of Rugosa Coven, and I knew I wouldn’t be getting back to that sword and sorcery novel any time soon.
Jane’s Atlantis story wasn’t going to fit most of the guidelines that inspired it. It wasn’t going to be a horror story, it wasn’t going to suit the temperament of the editor whose call for submissions called it into being. It certainly wouldn’t fit the tiny word count the horror magazine wanted. That’s what I mean when I say I started by doing everything wrong. But the story was going to kick ass.
That’s what I kept telling myself–It’s going to kick ass, Sarah–while I watched the mounting word count.
I always seem to write to the wrong length for market conditions. My first-ever novel, my first trunk manuscript, was an epic fantasy family saga about a democratizing revolution, and it was about the length of the entire Lord of the Rings series. I love that book, but there’s nowhere for a first novel of that length to go. So I got to experience my own bit of psychological horror as Atlantis Cranks Need Not Apply grew past the length that’s (sort of) easy to sell to magazines, then past the length that’s extremely hard to sell to magazines, and then solidly into novella range. Magazines are getting out of the novella business. Big publishing houses have been almost entirely out of the novella business for a long time. I have a sneaking suspicion that the only reason any new science fiction and fantasy novellas still get into print at all is that the Hugo and Nebula Awards have novella categories. Just when I began to hope Atlantis Cranks would grow past the novella stage and expand into a full-fledged novel, the story…how can I describe this?…it took a breath and lived. It was itself, it was no other story but itself, and tripling or halving its length for marketability’s sake would have done it a violence it would not have survived.
Oh, well, I told my brain. Another trunk manuscript. I guess now we pick ourselves up and go back to that sword and sorcery project. Can we make it a nice, round 100,000 words? Everybody loves to see a number like that in the query letter.
My brain promptly responded by cooking up a second Rugosa Coven story, equally irresistible, that weighed in at an even more market-awkward length than the first one. As I had for Atlantis Cranks, I buffed Closing Arguments to a fine polish, even though I was certain I would never find it a home. When I’d dutifully collected rejection slips from every market in the genre that considers novellas, I decided I’d record both pieces as serial podcasts and give them away for free.
Before I made it to the end of the manual for my shiny new podcasting microphone, my wonderful critique partner David Sklar told me about this new small press he’d discovered, one that would consider novellas. David had been wrestled to the ground by a gorgeous novella that refused to get any longer, so he knew what I’d been up against with the Rugosa Coven stories. We ended up getting our acceptances for Closing Arguments and The Shadow of the Antlered Bird from Drollerie Press on the same day.
It’s been an adventure since then, trying to figure out how the new world of e-publishing works when nobody else, not even the big players in the business, not even Amazon, seems to know for sure what rules to play by. It’s been a struggle to work on the third novella in the series, the one that will complete the three-novella print volume that Drollerie Press will release in late 2009, while learning how to be a mother for the first time. It’s been, in the best Blakean sense, folly. I’m persisting. I like to think I’ll be wise sometime soon.
“Bring a Character to Blog Week” is still going on at Ginger’s blog.
Drollerie Press Author blog tour is scheduled for 1/31.
Watch here for some kind of “characterization clinic.” Details are whirling around in my head. If it works for your schedule, I’m thinking possibly the week of Valentine’s Day? Some kind of “101 Ways to Make Lovable Characters” or something equally cheesy. Even if you just have a few links to share about how to build a living, breathing character, I’d love for you to participate. I’m especially looking forward to anything involving tarot, astrology, numerology, etc. Don’t be intimidated. Published or not, reader, writer, all are welcome to post thoughts, even if you simply want to talk about your all-time favorite character.
I know who my all-time favorite character is. Yeah, he’s one of mine–I’m a writer, I can’t help but choose one of my own. You all know who he is, too. ::cough:: Gregar ::cough::
Although it may surprise you that Conn from Letters to an English Professor is in the running, and not just for his car.
If you have thoughts, ideas, etc. about the characterization clinic, feel free to shout them out!
Don’t forget, Gregar and the Rock are over at Ginger Simpson’s blog today. Lots of characters have taken over Ginger’s blog this week for “Bring a Character to Blog” Week!
The various imprints of Drollerie Press now have their own websites! Take a look — they’re very pretty. Of course, you can find *everything* still at the Bookshop, which also received a new look.
Pen Flourish (Romance & Erotica)
Quadrivium (Science Fiction)
Grotesqueries (horror) (I always think of really horrible queries. Ha.)
I’ve been a fan of Jenna Petersen and her Passionate Pen website for years. Her Agent List is one of the first places I check before sending out a new query. Celebrating ten years of providing all sorts of great articles and information to aspiring writers, Jenna is having an incredible year of contests. This month, enter to win a three chapter critique by Jenna’s own agent, the fabulous Miriam Kriss!
If you’re looking for many one-of-a-kind gifts and want to do a good deed at the same time, check out the auction for Jo Leigh. There are some awesome signed sets of books from authors like Alison Kent and Lynn Viehl, as well as editor and agent critiques, gift certificates, and a lovely quilt. So check it out! Auction listing.
Thanks to Moonrat, Alison Kent, and Jennifer Jackson, I, too, was inspired to do my part to save publishing. I took my quest to troubled Borders. Without my 20% off coupon. (Although I did claim my reward points.)
And yes, I nearly had withdrawal-symptom convulsions as I passed Swallowing Darkness by LKH in hardcover. She’s my crack and I’m a junkie, I admit it, no matter how irritated I end up with Anita Blake. But I figured she’d probably made plenty of money off me already and chose to spend my precious quest dollars more wisely. No more LKH hardcovers!!! I can wait for paperback. *wipes sweaty brow and tries to ignore shaking hands*
As a result, I came home with:
Red by Jordan Summers (can’t say I like the red-edged pages but I’m looking forward to a new Red Riding Hood!)
Feast of Souls by C.S. Friedman (loved the Coldfire Trilogy)
The Way of Shadows by Brent Weeks (hmm, no idea why an assassin protagonist would appeal to me)
How about you?
Depressing side note: I don’t know if it was my imagination or not, but the front tables at Borders seemed especially light. In the past, I’ve struggled to find “new” fiction because they had books stacked so deeply, even beneath the tables on the floor. Today, I could see the color of wood beneath the books. I also noted that they reshuffled how they stocked romance. They used to keep all the trade (mostly erotic) and hardcover “segregated” by itself. Now it’s all mixed together with normal romance, which I think makes better sense (although it bothered my need for symmetry to see the mix of book heights all jumbled together on the shelves).
The only books stacked on the floor were…more copies of Swallowing Darkness! Gah. But I restrained myself and bought 3 books instead of 1 as a result.
Thanks to Dear Author, I stumbled across two new Science FIction Romance blogs.
They celebrated Science Fiction Romance Week with several great interviews and discussions. I especially enjoyed the Sound Off about SFR where they discussed various gripes and cliches. Amen for alien shapeshifters with super superpowers!!! (Sis, quit drooling over Charon.)
I hope you check them out!