WE ARE ALL CONNECTED!

What I realize  after writing CHANGED IN THE NIGHT is how we are all  so connected. I've always known this, of course, but during the writing of my latest novel I focused more on the inter-connectedness between all humans and all living things. 

This connectedness should come as a relief because it means we're in this together and this thing called life is a group effort.  Our individualism and big egos cause us trouble.  Our stubborn adherence to the status quo and to old belief systems get in the way. We can't see the whole picture and how we fit into the scheme of things.  We think we're the highest form of life in the Universe. We think we have all the answers. We maintain that we know what we're doing.

The truth is, however, we don't have a clue!

E=MC2. WE ARE ENERGY. EVERYTHING IS ENERGY. ENERGY IS EVERYTHING. WE ARE ENERGY.

Your guess is as good as mine, because we are only human and that means we suffer from the human condition. We have that selfish desire to be on top, the one in charge, or the one with the most money or power. 

We want immortality and maybe we already have it since we're energy and everything else is energy too. But no, we want to be #1, the best of the bunch, the top dog.

To do so, we must obliterate the competition.

How idiotic is that?


We're human. We see with only two eyes, hear with only two ears, and there are other species on this planet do better than that. We're creating artificial intelligence that will probably do better and more efficient on keeping the planet green and flourishing. 

We're at a disadvantage. With onto two eyes, we can't even SEE ourselves, for goodness sake. unless we look into a mirror. We can't see behind or all around us at once. We have to ask someone, "How do I look?" and rely on their judgment.  The truth is, we are no better than the ants the sidewalk or the bees in the hive or the rabbits getting into our gardens.  In fact, they seem to work better as a collective whole than we do.

To sum up,  we are no better and no worse than other living beings on the planet,  and we're certainly no better or worse than other life in the Universe. We know we're born and we die and sometimes we might feel a "presence" but that's about as close as we come in being part of the intricate fabric of this Universe.

In fact, this incredible lack of concern for our fellow human beings is rather off-putting. We blow things up, literally and figuratively. We tear down each other, one way or another, and we sabotage our own best interests.

In the best case scenario, we're pretty darn self-destructive.  

Maybe it's time we let go of the idea that we're so very special. Wouldn't it be better to take care of each other instead of being all out for ourselves? Why not concentrate on giving rather than receiving? How about forgiving instead of holding a grudge?  Why not try being warriors for peace instead of storming into one war after another in order to show off our weaponry or take revenge.  We are shocked when other species eat their own kind, but we do it all the time, don't we?

It's just a thought, but could this be the message aliens from somewhere in the Universe or other dimensions are trying to tell us?

It's just an idea, but shouldn't we love each other instead of hating? We are, after all, human beings and part of being "human" is caring, isn't it? And don't we feel really good when we actually sincerely help someone else?

This interconnectedness is something to think about. And write about. And I did in CHANGED IN THE NIGHT.

BRIEF HISTORY OF A BOOK

It began one November during National Novel Writing Month, but how long ago was that? Five, six years ago??? Some of my current writing students might remember. We were meeting in a clunky portable way back them and had to move the chairs into a circle each time. We have better digs now. Anyway, this book was conceived quite a few years ago, and now this baby is about to be born at 426 pages. And that includes study and discussion prompts.

Out of that grueling NANO SFD, there was only one story kernel I kept - the UFO connection.

I got hooked. No, let's be honest, I became obsessed. And teaching writing to some really brilliant writers made me analyze and re-analyze my own plot, characters, story structure, word choice, author intrusion, implied author voice, dialogue, setting, motivation-reaction units, scenes, chapter length, grammar, and . . . yes . . . even the white space on the pages. 

And then there was all the research! Since UFO sightings and abductions are a major part of the story,  I wanted those incidents to be as accurate as possible and based on real events. My story takes place in 1952, and I needed to research the styles, the cars, and the family dynamics of the time. The backstory concerns events that occur December 7, 1941, and that took more research. And then there's Hiroshima and Nagasaki and Einstein and the atomic bomb and the space/time continuum and . . . well, you get the idea, right?

In addition, I wanted my book to be a contemporary Alice in Wonderland story. I even dedicated the novel to Alice who first fell down the rabbit hole.

That's not all. I had it edited for content, characterization, and structure. I had three incredibly bright teen readers who helped me keep my head screwed on straight and gave me some ideas I incorporated into the story. I had a science editor check the facts since the story is crammed with science. And then I had that tireless critic on my shoulder—you know the one—the nag that won't let me forget I'm only human and have no superpowers at all. 

And there you have it.

Except there was all that revision, revision, revision! And more revision. And the complication of separating the dreams from reality in the story and . . .

. . .  anyone who writes novels knows exactly what I'm talking about! So some of my writer friends and friends of friends are going to get together on September 4th and celebrate!

FINAL COVER REVEAL!!!

PREMISE = PROMISE

A PREMISE IS A PROMISE

What exactly is a premise? 

A premise is something asserted to be true that the story you are writing will prove. In other words, a premise is "a proposition hypothetically supposed or held to be true; a basis of argument.” A premise is a proposition. The story is the evidence that supports the proposition.

So why is it so difficult for some of us to nail down a premise?

It's probably because we really don't know what we're writing about until we're into this unwieldy draft a dozen times. Also, we must dig deeper than the surface of the story and that means delving into our own presuppositions and getting to know ourselves better. If we have a conviction about the nature of human reality and that is something we believe to be true, one of the premises we hold, and we incorporate this into the story, the novel will take on new dimensions and have more universal appeal.

A premise is a promise. 

Here's an idea: Great love can defy even death. 

This promises a Romeo and Juliet type story, doesn't it?

A premise deals with universals—love, courage, responsibility, greed, freedom, justice, death, honesty, duty—and includes the fulfillment of the issue that's at the heart of the story.  The fulfillment in the R and J premise is the lovers will sacrifice their lives to be together after death.

For example, maybe we believe that a big city cop is going to be completely out of his element when he's called to a small beach town after an shark catastrophe.

Okay, if that's what we believe to be true, then here's one premise we might come up with for our story:

When a fish-out-of-water, big-city cop moves to a small, coastal town dependent on tourism, he must team with an oceanographer and a crusty sailor to convince the doubting, money-grubbing townsfolk to close their beaches because a giant, man-eating shark is lurking just offshore, until the shark strikes, forcing the townsfolk to allow the cop and his buddies to take on the shark mano-a-mano.

Sound familiar? Back copy for a book? Hype for a popular film?

JAWS?

Here's a shorter version:
When a great white shark starts attacking beachgoers in a coastal town during high tourist season, a water-phobic sheriff must assemble a team to hunt it down before it kills again.

If the story proves the premise, then it has succeeded in fulfilling its promise to the reader.

The act of creating a story premise is an act of clarification. It's an opportunity to explore and make clear to yourself and your readers a conviction or value you hold to be true. By focusing on the story premise, we can discover the story that is aching to be told.

Keep in mind that a good premise is a thumbnail synopsis of the idea behind the story. Therefore, it must contain the central theme or dramatic issue, the action or conflict, and the fulfillment of the idea or value.

And what am I doing at the moment? I'm working on my own story premise for CHANGED IN THE NIGHT. 

I have to put my money where my mouth is, right? We're discussing premise in my writing classes. I already have several versions. The more I refine the premise, the more I clarify the story for myself and for my readers. This really helps in final revision, in querying agents and publishers, and in enticing readers.

What's your book about? 

Work on the premise and find out. You'll learn a lot about your story and about yourself as well.

REVISE WITH A POET'S EYE

Poetry is painting with words and is a personal, creative art form that uses imagery and metaphor. Shakespeare's stories are resplendent with metaphors. Take a look at Romeo and Juliet with Romeo referring to Juliet as "the sun" or Sonnet 18 with the words: Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day, and you'll see all forms of metaphor.

Elements used in poetry can also be used in our own writing. Poetry has subtext, simile, and metaphor; so should good prose.  One of the tricks Ray Bradbury uses is elevating his writing by taking something simple and transforming it into something beautiful through the use of metaphors.

Poetry uses symbols, theme, and motifs.

In The Things They Carried, Tim O'Brien nearly takes my breath away with prose that often reads like poetry.

They carried all the emotional baggage of men who might die. Grief, terror, love, longing—these were intangibles, but the intangibles had their own mass and specific gravity, they had tangible weight. They carried shameful memories. They carried the common secret of cowardice barely restrained, the instinct to run or freeze or hide, and in many respects this was the heaviest burden of all, for it could never be put down, it required perfect balance and perfect posture. They carried the soldier’s greatest fear, which was the fear of blushing. Men killed, and died, because they were embarrassed not to.

The "things" that O’Brien’s characters carry during war are literal and figurative. While the soldiers carry heavy physical loads, they also carry emotional things, such as, terror, love, and grief. Each man’s physical burden underscores his emotional burden. Faced with the heavy burden of fear, the men of Alpha Company also carry the weight of their reputations and showing fear can reveal vulnerability to the enemy, fellow soldiers, and themselves.

In revising our prose, we need to strive for such excellence in word choice, deftly including literary elements seen in poetry:  symbols, theme, motifs and metaphor. Then we can kick our fiction writing up a notch from that SFD to something of merit.

PUT A POEM IN YOUR POCKET

April is National Poetry Month and April 30th is "poem in your pocket" day. In celebration, I am sharing a special poem written by Ted Kooser that I pull out and use every year. You might like to share it with others.

POCKET POEM 
by Ted Kooser

If this comes creased and creased again and soiled

as if I’d opened it a thousand times

to see if what I’d written here was right,

it’s all because I looked too long for you

to put in your pocket. Midnight says

the little gifts of loneliness come wrapped

by nervous fingers. What I wanted this

to say was that I want to be so close

that when you find it, it is warm from me.

IT'S NATIONAL POETRY MONTH!

Ralph Waldo Emerson once said that poetry is "what will and must be spoken."

April is National Poetry Month, and I celebrate by hosting community poetry events and revisiting poetry in my writing classes.

Edward Hirsch, poetry editor of DoubleTake magazine and author of four volumes of poetry, including "Wild Gratitude" and "Earthly Measures," has some of my favorite thoughts about poetry:

"Read a poem to yourself in the middle of the night. Turn on a single lamp and read it while you're alone in an otherwise dark room or while someone else sleeps next to you. Read it when you're wide awake in the early morning, fully alert. Say it over to yourself in a place where silence reigns and the din of the culture—the constant buzzing noise that surrounds us—has momentarily stopped. This poem has come from a great distance to find you."

Reading a poem is an intimate and solitary experience that should be treasured.  Once a poem is understood, it evolves to live inside the reader. Reading a poem demands we pay attention and concentrate in an era when we're inattentive and distracted by the busyness of our days. As Hirsh suggests, "poetry is a solitary, intimate and passionately private communication of a soul to another soul."

When I taught middle school, I told my fourteen-year-old boy students that the best way to get a girl's attention was to read her a poem; better yet, write her one. These boys did, and so did the girls, and we formed the Society of Poets. We read poems in a coffeehouse setting in the classroom on Fridays. The weekly event brought appreciation for each other as well as sighs and tears and even the local press. To belong to this elite group, students had to write 100 poems. Thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen-year-old kids dug deep to find ways to express what had before been inexpressible, feelings about love, insecurity, depression, fear, and war.

As Hirsch said, "The great individual poem is the message salvaged from a shipwreck and sealed in the bottle. Take the time to go down to the dunes and search for that bottle. When you find it, bring it home because it is now yours. This haunted and haunting message was meant for you."

Celebrate National Poetry Month! Join us Thursday, April 16th from 1-3 at Sea Country Center in Laguna Niguel, 949-425-5151, and hear five of my favorite performance poets: John Gardiner, Ricki Mandeville, Michael Sprake, Ellyn Maybe, and Kate Buckley.  They will increase your appreciation of the spoken word.