Thursday, October 29, 2009

Nuttin' Honey...and I Ain't Talking Cereal

I got nuttin’ today; no little golden nuggets, no gems of wisdom, no tantalizing tidbits. I must be giving my brain a break in preparation for the big day…November 1st…the start of the National Novel Writing Month competition. October 31st, I’m going with two other friends who are also NaNo participants, Debe and Carol, to the NaNo Kick-Off write-in at Gypsy’s in Cary (I think it’s a small coffee cafĂ© type of place); we’ll get there in time to meet some of the other writers from the area who are also participating in this organized craziness and then, at the stroke of midnight Halloween Night, we’ll all hunker down and plunk fingers on keyboards (I just got a vision of Schroeder hunched over his piano).

BTW…I owe Debe a thank you for putting the NaNo participant badge on your blog (debewinkler.blogspot.com – you’ve got to read her blog, she’s great!). I had been wanting to do that but couldn’t figure out how until I saw yours. Yes, dear reader, I stole my wonderfully creative friend’s idea but I had to tell the truth and give credit where it’s due. This leads me to another subject: Veracity, aka: truthfulness. Writers must always use truth in their voice, be it in their choice of word, writing style, pacing speed – whatever it is that makes that writer unique must always be present in their work or their ‘could-a been a bestseller’ story will remain untold for all eternity. Why is that? Because upon reading by the powers-that-be, it just didn’t ring true.

For example, let’s say I were to *shudder* write a sci-fi. My ‘voice’ would sound odd, my way of relating to the characters would be just that little bit off because I wouldn’t be able to be true to the genre. I’ve never been the least bit interested in sci-fi so how could I speak with authority, with conviction, with truth, about perceived far away lands and people/aliens with super human/woo-woo talents? My ‘voice’ would be a mish-mash of romantic tongue in cheek followed by a murder in the spaceship with a phazr/tazr gun by alien dude #1. Somehow, it just doesn’t ring true, does it?

So, although my voice, my style, is sometimes flowery, sometimes wordy, it is my own and I stay true to it in everything I write.

Well, I guess I did have 'sumthin' after all. Somedays my brain leads the way, other days I sit down and let my fingers do the talking. Today it was the fingers because when I started today's blog early this morning (I've been really busy today and couldn't post until now), I had 'nuttin' for you. I hope I have days like this in November: days where I know I have to write but have absolutely nothing to say and when I sit down and just start typing, something comes along like it did today. Hey, the lightbulb just went off. This is my veracity, my truth. If I write, it will come regardless of whether or not I'm conscious of it on any particular day. Whew - that makes me feel better already!

That’s it for me today. Hope all are well and happy.

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