Friday 3 May 2013

Instructions Enclosed


I’ve been away, only upstairs in my study but nonetheless, cocooned in another world, immersed in words - some my own, most those of others - on the Writers' Workshop Self-editing Course. It was sent by those writing gods in the sky via a well-placed tweet, neatly packaged up with my name all over it.

I *may* have mentioned my excitement about the fantastic feedback I had from an agent who read my latest manuscript and thus motivated me to freeze work on my second novel, Misguidance, in favour of an editing frenzy of Glass Houses. We need more of Etta, the agent told me. So, me, my notebook and a good dose of Scrivener set to work writing more scenes and extending existing ones.

What I didn’t tell you, was that I was doing it wrong. Not all of it, I’d like to point out, but Etta, my lead supporting role, poor love, she was wrong.

We don’t just want more of Etta, my insightful course tutors and writing buddies told me, we want more: more love, more heart-string-tugging, more despair. We need to be thrown deep inside, allowed to delve around, pull out her heart and examine what makes it beat. We want her on display, we need to see her, really see her.

It’s obvious now. But sometimes you have to be slapped around the face with the full force of the 380 sheets of A4 manuscript before you really see it. 

But while my brain was being washing-machined with questions, ideas and more questions, something had to give - and that was life. Together with the bills which weren’t paid and the sheets which weren’t changed, my books lay forlorn, untouched, forgotten. Instructions for a Heatwave lay open at page 58 like the sails on the Mary Celeste which is staggering for a book that, like every other of the wonderful, Maggie O’Farrell’s, in any other time of my life, would be adjudged un-put-down-able. And my towering TBR pile stood stock still, save for the odd tremor caused by the vibrations as my head beat itself against the desk on its way to my great light bulb of a moment that we’ll just call, ‘More Etta’.

Six weeks on and I have been flung out of the end of the course and told to get re-writing. Normal life is starting to seep back in. At the last count I was on page 101 of Instructions for a Heatwave and I have moved my tutor, Debi Alper’s Trading Tatiana to the top of my TBR pile; it’s the least you can do when an author changes your editing life. And as a reminder of how reading for me is one of the best and most simple of life’s many pleasures, my reviews of The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows as well as The Sealed Letter by Emma Donoghue are available to read in Chase Magazine, page 16.

I particularly adored these books, the first a recommendation and the second, because, like many others, I was blown away by Room. It came as a surprise to me that The Sealed Letter bears little resemblance to Room, save for the distinctive author’s voice. Personally? I think it’s even better. 

And finally, while I was away I wasn't completely forgotten by the lovely and talented, Amanda Saint who nominated me for her 'Liebster' award. I was truly touched and will dedicate my next post to a response. As my commitment to Celebrating the Small Things has also been a little neglected of late, it seems fitting to dedicate my Liebster award to the Small Things – even if getting any award is slightly bigger in my world than that :)

12 comments:

  1. The book reviews in Chase look good. Good luck with the editing.

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    1. Thanks Charlie :) Hope all's good with you?

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  2. Congrats on the award! Good luck with the editing!

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    1. Thanks Vikki! And sorry Celebrating Small has taken a bit of a back seat, I'm back now!

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  3. Good luck Jackie.

    Talking of Room - what about the news from Ohio. Isn't that just creepy?

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  4. Hi Pauline, yes it's horrendous, particularly the existence of the six year old child which couldn't be closer to the plot of Room, could it? Awful.
    Thanks for coming over to my blog, Pauline! Have you read The Sealed Letter?

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  5. Funnily enough i didn't like the way the author wrote 'room'-too forced !!!!!But great book ......

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    1. That's interesting that you didn't enjoy the style but could still enjoy the story. Kudos to you because I can't generally carry on with a book however gripping the story if I don't like the way it's written. I'd love to know what you thought of The Sealed Letter, do you think you'll read it? Thanks for popping in, Antonia!

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  6. "It’s obvious now. But sometimes you have to be slapped around the face with the full force of the 380 sheets of A4 manuscript before you really see it."
    I know exactly what you must have felt. Something very similar's just happened to me. The good thing is that it does help us learn and that the sattisfaction, once we succeed, is tremendous. That compensates for the initial bang ;-)

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    1. Absolutely! And actually, I even enjoyed the initial bang because I knew a character wasn't coming off the page as I wanted but couldn't quite work out why and the slap round my face with the manuscript was a revelation! I'm so excited about it, spending every spare minute re-writing at the moment. I hope your writing's going well, Karin?

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  7. Having also had my writing transformed by Debi Alper I know exactly where you're coming from, Jackie. She is amazing. And thanks so much for calling me lovely and talented! Looking forward to finding out more about you when you post the Liebster blog up :-)

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  8. Isn't she just fantastic, Amanda! And just having all that feedback from other participants is worth its weight in gold, too. And by the way, the lovely and talented bit? Just saying it how it is ;) Finally going to post later today, editing has taken over my life somewhat...

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