Posted by: claireflaire on: January 10, 2012
Some people think being a freelance writer is a dream job. You set your own hours. Write about fascinating topics. Meet interesting people. Rake in the big bucks.
Did I say rake in the big bucks? Hardly. Most freelancers I know barely make minimum wage if you divide the amount of time it takes to write a publishable 1,000-word article.
But that’s OK. We choose this path because of our passion for words. Everything we see is a potential article or novel.
What gets me, though, are the publishers and editors who print our work–sometimes without our knowledge and permission–then refuse to pay our fee. They’re the ones putting the FREE in freelance. We may work cheap, but we’re definitely not free.
I continue to nag, cajole and beg some magazines to pay my modest fee. Some are slow payers. My only weapon is to refuse to send them any other manuscripts until they catch up on their past-dues.
I’m at a loss on how to get payment from those one-timers who use you in a pinch and now can’t seem to find the time to cut a check for $35. Many of these pubs don’t require contracts and the amounts are so small that incurring the expense for a certified letter seems impractical. On their web site, the American Society of Journalists and Authors offers a few suggestions.
Short of sending their names out into the universe as deadbeats, I’d love to hear how other freelancers deal with this issue.
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
Posted by: Kirsten Imani Kasai on: January 9, 2012
Tonight’s full moon is the wolf moon. The last full moon I honored was the blood moon. Blood and wolves, they go together like Scotch and ice, hugs and kisses or meat and bone. (Read a great post about the wolf moon.)
Tonight I would open my throat to that moon and let it take my voice. I would lie down under the stars and beg the wolves to take me—make an offering of myself. Tonight I feel that I could peel off my skin and expose the hidden beast within, run wild through dark woods and summon dark magicks.
The other night (like so many) I couldn’t sleep. Lay awake, staring into the dark and thinking, understanding again what is meant by a dark night of the soul. Since the wolf moon’s last appearance, my soul has waxed and waned a hundred times over, been eaten down to crumbs and scales, reborn and devoured again.
2011 was my year of drowning. A collision smashed my craft and toppled me into the sea. I’m not a good swimmer. Have always relied on floaties, safety lines and keeping my toes in the sand. I floundered, grabbing for anything to pull me up and out, to save me.
Metaphorically I died. An ocean of tears closed over my head. I lost the will and the desire to breathe. Suffocation hurts, but I welcomed the pain and flickered in and out of consciousness. Hallucinating. Dreaming strange and beautiful dreams, dazzled by the visions and the lights. I waltzed with ghosts in slow, hypnotic spirals, dancing to the memory of music no longer playing. I surrendered to death because there was no choice but to endure the descent and lose sight of everything familiar. But my abyss was not the wasteland of dread I feared. Wonderful, magical creatures appeared to offer me air. They took my hands and guided me ever deeper into the darkness and the small, histrionic monsters I encountered there were not very powerful. Their dramatic displays of teeth and claws were just for show. I burst them like bubbles. I learned to swim and found that I could hold my breath for a very long time. I have inhabited every corner of grief and survived. “Death” was not what I expected.
The clenched fist inside my chest opens. My ribs part like gates to release showers of stars. Weightless, I return to the surface. At last, I can breathe deeply for the first time in many months. I have arrived. It’s not where I thought I’d end up but it’s so much better.
January is named for the Roman god Janus. This two-faced god, who looks to the past and the future, is the guardian of transitions, beginnings and endings. Here again, we cross another threshold. On this January night of the wolf moon, we move through the doorway into a new year.
Did you sink last year or learn to swim? Tell me, will you offer yourself to the wolves tonight?
Posted by: Kirsten Imani Kasai on: January 4, 2012
25 Things Writers Should Stop Doing Right Now
http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2012/01/03/25-things-writers-should-stop-doing/
Posted by: Kirsten Imani Kasai on: October 29, 2011
Please enjoy this special bonus just for tree-savers, an exclusive from my new novel, Tattoo!
Click to read “Chen.”
E-book of Tattoo contains four bonus short stories: Pavel, Chen, Sidra and Soryk.
Please read, share, like, tweet, +1 and link!
–Kirsten Imani Kasai
Posted by: Kirsten Imani Kasai on: October 19, 2011
Some things are extruded, rather than composed. I suppose blog posts should be more thoughtful, but this is all I can manage these days, friends,—to sweep my thoughts into a pile and push them under your rug.
Fiction is my refuge
my flight/wings/home
—a paper wasp nest bound up about me—
tucked under bridge joints/rumbling highways
mud-daubed by cliff swallows
darkly sheltering
Fiction is the fount and spring
healing sulfur waters—caustic/spoiled
which burn going down/coming up
It is balm/salve/butter on my wounds
the scab-peeling tongue
licking and licking
to get to the raw
It is the leech/lamprey/worm
maggot words squirm
writhe in sores
teethe on decay
gulping/regurgitating dead dreams
all that is futile and infertile
Fiction’s the blessing,
the holy dip in rushing rivers
the magic sprinkle from strangers’ hands
the portal, the gate, the door
A pit. A pendulum.
Unspoken, unread
pinned by sharp serifs and stems
held captive by white space
bittersweet promise
longing for the blank page
–Kirsten Imani Kasai
Posted by: claireflaire on: October 18, 2011
Every author (published and underpublished) knows – in order to drum up interest — you need to have a short, catchy description of your novel. One you can spurt out in the time it takes to ride an elevator from the first to the fifth floor. It’s a struggle to condense a gripping 100,000-word novel into one sentence that will hook agents, editors and readers.
Writers like words, lots of words. And we don’t like leaving anything out. That makes for a constant battle between succinct and complete.
While I scanned USA Today’s Best-Selling Books List recently, I discovered that there are many authors who have mastered this drill — in 12 words or less.
A white woman tells the story of black maids in 1960s Mississippi. (The Help, Kathryn Stockett)
A poor art student stumbles upon a duffel bag filled with diamonds. (Kill Me If You Can, James Patterson & Marshall Karp)
Trouble and coldness descent on a kingdom. (A Game of Thrones, George R.R. Martin)
I was impressed by how they boiled down three-, four-, five-hundred page novels into one concise sentence. So I checked out other best sellers that have appeared on the list during the past five years – just to help me focus.
Thought you might want some help too. So here are 12 more “book list loglines.” This time, though, you’re gonna have to match them with their title.
The answers are at the bottom, so don’t peek!
TITLES
A. The Memory Keeper’s Daughter
B. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
C. The Art of Racing in the Rain
D. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
E. Love in the Time of Cholera
F. Water for Elephants
G. Playing Games
H. For One More Day
I. To Kill a Mockingbird
J. Nineteen Minutes
K. The Alchemist
L. The Lovely Bones
LOGLINES
1. Journalist is hired to investigate the disappearance of an heir to a wealthy family.
2. Post-World War II epistolary novel set on English Island.
3. 1960 coming-of-age classic about racism.
4. Murdered girl peers down from heaven to narrate this story.
5. A novel that reflects on what it is to be human, told from the family dog’s point of view.
6. Shepherd boy searches for buried treasure.
7. Mother and her baby are separated.
8. Love, drama in a circus in the 1930s.
9. Troubled man spends a day with his dead mother.
10. Aging man and woman renew their youthful romance.
11. Act of violence shatters small New Hampshire town.
12. Female toymaker rescues her daughter from heartless kidnappers.
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ANSWERS
1. Journalist is hired to investigate the disappearance of an heir to a wealthy family. — D. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson
2. Post-World War II epistolary novel set on English Island. — B. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows
3. 1960 coming-of-age classic about racism. – I. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
4. Murdered girl peers down from heaven to narrate this story. — L. The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold
5. A novel that reflects on what it is to be human, told from the family dog’s point of view. — C. The Art of Racing in the Rain, Garth Stein
6. Shepherd boy searches for buried treasure. — K. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
7. Mother and her baby are separated. — A. The Memory Keeper’s Daughter, Kim Edwards
8. Love, drama in a circus in the 1930s. — F. Water for Elephants, Sara Gruen
9. Troubled man spends a day with his dead mother. — H. For One More Day, Mitch Albom
10. Aging man and woman renew their youthful romance. — E. Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
11. Act of violence shatters small New Hampshire town. — J. Nineteen Minutes, Jodi Picoult
12. Female toymaker rescues her daughter from heartless kidnappers. – G . Playing Games, Claire Yezbak Fadden (caught you on that one!)
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
Posted by: claireflaire on: October 4, 2011
I’m a journalist by trade. Alongside grammar spelling, punctuation, my J-school professors spent hours instilling proper writing styles and guidelines. There was a style and/or a guideline for everything from titles and temperatures to numerals and nobility. If in doubt – no problem – just flip a couple of pages in the AP Stylebook and presto, the answer appears.
It’s not so easy when you’re writing a novel. There is no universal stylebook. Both pursuits use words as their primary tools, but that’s pretty much where the similarities cease. You won’t see an inverted pyramid in fiction. Most magazine articles don’t build a story world. Various opinions exist about series commas and as far as writing numbers exist, all bets are off.
Ultimately your publisher will issue a “stylebook” listing their preferences, or so I’m told. Until I reach that point, however, this underpublished novelist is combing through novels and asking advice from writer friends. Here’s what I’ve pieced together. Feel free to add, correct or compliment as necessary.
Spell out:
Whole numbers under 100: not just zero to nine (as we newspaper types were taught). Fifteen. Sixty-six.
If you have a mixed numbers in a sentence, use numerals for both. Mary had 43 Facebook friends, but Ramona had 443.
Fractions. Four-fifths. Three-ninths.
Ordinal numbers under 100: Fifth. Twenty-third.
Time: Two o’clock in the morning. Three-fifteen in the afternoon.
Money: Forty-three dollars
Dates: August 9, 1980
Percent: Fifty-five percent. Nine percent.
Addresses: 456 Sesame Street.
For more on writing numbers, check out Grammar Girl Quick and Dirty Tips.
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
Posted by: Kirsten Imani Kasai on: September 17, 2011

This morning I finished reading Ann Patchett’s novel Truth and Beauty, a memoir about her friendship with Lucy Grealy. It’s a lovely, tragic story and I would have “closed” the book on my e-reader and enjoyed its lingering aftertaste much more had I not felt so uncomfortable. Dare I say, dirty?
How could she do it? I wonder. How could Ann betray Lucy’s confidences, expose her friend’s suffering to strangers in such a lovingly brutal way? How could she remember all of those conversations and moments, when time condenses and distorts memory into something almost unrecognizable from the original events? Was she taking notes all along? Did she realize early on in the tumultuous friendship “This will make a great story.” Because unless Ann took dictation and captured Lucy’s words verbatim, she was fictionalizing.
It made me squirmy, this literary exposé. I am always so careful to avoid writing about anyone I know—friends, family, acquaintances. I have had people search for signs of themselves in my writing and been relieved when they didn’t find them. I try to be cautious with reality. When my personal life seeps into my fiction (as it invariably does with any writer) I am careful to use only my own emotions surrounding an experience. I mangle and mash the unstable flux of “feelings” into new shapes and découpage them onto paper dolls and cut-out scenery. I will not give anyone away.
For a moment, I regretted purchasing the book, as if in doing so I had colluded in an act of aggression or witnessed an assault and stood by, doing nothing. But the discomfort is mine—not Ann’s, probably not Lucy’s—for I’m aware that everything we feel and say about someone else is just a mirror image. Our praise and protestations are our breath upon the glass, giving us a glimpse of something that prefers to remain unseen.
Kirsten Imani Kasai
Posted by: claireflaire on: September 13, 2011
If you’re like me, you’re looking for words of advice–any kernel of wisdom to help you transform 250 pages of prose into a published novel.
Writing a book is a long journey and the trek isn’t for the weak of heart. E.L. Doctorow likened it to “driving a car at night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.” I see it more as trudging through the darkness with only a flashlight to illuminate the way — and your batteries are low.
Along our writing path, we stop and talk to other writers. Ask their opinion, question their methods and delve into what system works for them. We read the pages of published authors, hoping to uncover a secret or two. We’re learning, bit-by-bit, how to persevere. Not to give up the quest. And maybe, hopefully, some day be published.
During my journey, I’ve uncovered a few nuggets — manna for my writing soul . . . some more useful than others:
“Read. Read. Read.”
“Minimize the back story. Less is more.”
“Use active verbs.”
“Limit exclamation points!!!!”
“Put your butt in the chair.”
“Show, don’t tell.”
“Make sure you back-up your work on an external drive.”
“Get real familiar with story structure: Set-up, Response, Attack, Resolution”
“Up the stakes for your protagonist.”
“Stick to one POV.”
“You need more POVs.”
Obviously, I add to this list regularly.
This week, my shout-out for “the best writing advice I’ve ever received” goes to Anne Lamott. Her book, “Bird by Bird” is jam-packed with worthwhile, real-world information, advice and guidance she has shared with her students. For nearly two decades, writers have eagerly dipped their spoons into this book and scooped tasty tidbits of enlightenment designed to keep them at the keyboard. Among Lamott’s most famous advice is permission to write that “shitty first draft.”
The gem I’ve mined from her book is: “…sit down at approximately the same time every day. This is how you train your unconscious to kick in for you creatively.”
I’ve put her concept into practice and within a few weeks, my writing has improved, not just in quantity, but in quality. Amazing how showing up for work actually works. Thanks Anne.
What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever received .. at least up to this week?
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
Posted by: claireflaire on: August 30, 2011
I’m growing as a writer. How do I know? Because I’m able to delete entire sentences, paragraphs — even scenes — from my first draft without so much as a whimper.
Some of you are nodding–You’ve reached this milestone.
I sympathize with those who have grabbed your keyboard and are clutching it to your bosom in denial. The thought of cutting any of the perfect prose you painstakingly produced makes your palms sweat.
I fought the “kill your darlings” mantra, too.
I fought the “kill your darlings” mantra, too. The words I’d strung together were lyrical, powerful, emotional. Epic in every sense of the word. But they didn’t’ do a dang thing to move my story forward–and that’s the name of the game.
I warmed slowly to the idea of culling my scenes. I wasn’t happy about deleting sentences, paragraphs and characters the story didn’t need. I’m over it now. Now it’s fun to weed out large, unnecessary chucks as well as small words that muck up the engine of a powerful scene.
If you’re ready to do some cutting, but don’t know where to begin, I suggest starting small. Click on Find from the Word menu and search any of the words listed below. Often, they are needless, unexciting and wearisome. You might be surprised at how much your story improves by deleting a few.
If you have a favorite unnecessary word, add it to the list and help your fellow writers.
as
but
could
even
feel
fine
just
might
must
quite
really
shall
should
so
that
there was
used to
very
was
well
will
would
–Claire Yezbak Fadden
Posted by: Kirsten Imani Kasai on: July 28, 2011
Kirsten Imani Kasai is the author the 2009 novel Ice Song, a New Weird science fiction tale of predatory corporations, human/animal genetic hybrids and gender-switching protagonists. This week Kasai returned to this world with the release of her follow-up novel Tattoo. She recently spoke with Matt Staggs about her early wanderlust, the fluidity of gender roles and what inspired the genetic hybrids of her novel.
Read the full interview at Suvudu.com.
Posted by: Ondine Brooks Kuraoka on: July 18, 2011
Tonight marks the seventh online chat in my class with Kathie Giorgio (http://www.allwriters.org/on_line_classes.asp#BOOK-WRITING WORKSHOP). I’m behind in my review of lessons learned from weeks five and six, which I will recap here.
Hmm… was it me that said my story was leaping along like a gazelle? Sometimes, in my effort to “go deep,” I worry that my story is waddling up a steep hill like a land-locked penguin. The. Pace. Feels. Slow. My inner penguin wants to jump in, soar at superglide speed through the depths, and emerge at a new exciting destination with a polished jump, landing on two feet and smiling. But that’s not how it seems to work for me in Rewriting Land.
Animalistic metaphors aside, in order to go deep, I need to link arms with my main character Agave as she wrestles with inner demons and the world at large. I need to feel complete freedom to overwrite the parts that I underwrote before in my even rougher draft, knowing that after this fair-to-middling draft is finished, I will go through it again and delete with vigor. With a nod to Stephen King, I’ll need to kill those darling phrases that were such fun to write but don’t move the story forward or serve much purpose in getting to know my characters. Even so, these bits of fluff are important just to clear out of the system and, if nothing else, serve to strengthen the nest of writing practice.
As Jane Smiley said in a 2006 Writer’s Digest interview (I find these author interviews full of hope and wisdom so I keep back issues for moments when I need a boost), “…What [a novelist] is really interested in is … what it feels to be alive. How it feels moment-by-moment going through a certain experience.” So, I’ll continue to go deep—and slow—during this rewrite, hoping the nuggets will emerge from the rough.
First, the Pat on Back report: I seem to be strengthening my point-of-view skills, for the most part. Also, I rewrote a section to fill in gaps about Carlos, Agave’s love interest. And jiggedy-jig, my rewritten scene was met with cheers!
Critical feedback from weeks five and six centered on plot inconsistencies and missing details. My main character’s motivations have also been questioned by a couple of class participants.
Their questions lead me to admit that I’m struggling with a major plot question: whether to make my main character’s quest a person-to-person mission or expand her goal to cause a shift in society. I’m unsure whether my personal wish for societal upheaval on this issue is clouding what’s best for my story.
Ms. Giorgio asked, “What does Agave want most?” I can’t seem to shake the strongly held belief (the shibble, in author Drusilla Campbell’s lingo) that Agave will not rest until things change on a deeper level – much deeper than just a shift in her personal situation. A possible compromise might be that this book will encompass her person-to-person quest, but leave open the possibility that she has just begun setting things right on a larger scale. So far, I haven’t reached closure on this.
I’d love to hear your pacing and plot point dilemmas and how you moved forward.
Write on,
Ondine Brooks Kuraoka
Posted by: Ondine Brooks Kuraoka on: June 25, 2011
The weeks are flying by; I’ve completed week four of my twelve-week online book-writing class with Kathie Giorgio. I can honestly say, thanks to this class, my story is leaping along like a gazelle. I also find I’m thinking back to the class I took with Drusilla Campbell, and appreciating how much I learned with her, as well. I feel so fortunate to have been nudged along by two such fantastic mentors!
When I took Campbell’s class, my “rough draft” was more like a mass of morphing cells than a living, breathing story. It was so nebulous and and fragile at that stage. I was still forming the story arc, and also had a very difficult time building conflict into the plot—a basic cornerstone of any viable story.
I’ve since nurtured my writing self with conflict coaching:
“Got conflict?” (coffee mug)
“Three cheers to conflict!” (office flag)
“Treat yourself to a heaping helping of conflict today!” (kitchen banner)
“Your characters are allowed to be in conflict.” (screensaver)
“Characters need to be in conflict with each other and themselves. Otherwise, no story!” (computer screen Post-It)
I remember Campbell’s edict that in each scene, one of the characters is not allowed to get the thing they want. Or, if they do get it, there must be a price. Until the resolution. Then, they might finally be allowed to have what they want. But they must have changed in the process. Or their environment must have changed.
Before taking this class with Giorgio, I wrestled with my mass of nebulous cells— my messy, primordial ooze of slopped-together scenes—until I had more of a real rough draft. So, now I have more to work with, but still lots to work on.
Which brings me to week four’s feedback ): don’t leave essential characters invisible to the reader for too long, or a) it’s very confusing; b) the story won’t flow as well; c) the story won’t be as believable.
My main character, Agave, has gone through a horrendous transformation. While she grapples with life after the precipitating, transformative event, I somehow left her love interest hanging on the invisible periphery. How could I have done this to dear Carlos? I was so wrapped up in poor Agave’s physical struggles, I neglected to include Carlos as part of her emotional struggle. I dropped the emotional thread, and the result was a disconnect that felt unbelievable. My critique circle united in a chorus of “Where’s Carlos?”
Of course, Carlos comes back into Agave’s world, but apparently not soon enough, emotionally. I’m grateful for this essential input and will reweave these scenes in my revision.
Pat on back: I reveled in the comments that I had captured satisfying detail in Agave’s transformation!
Thanks for sharing the journey. What have your revision struggles, joys, and aha! moments been?
Write on,
Ondine Brooks Kuraoka
Posted by: Ondine Brooks Kuraoka on: June 14, 2011
No class tonight; Kathie Giorgio’s Online Book Writing Workshop (www.allwriters.org/on_line_classes.asp#BOOK-WRITING WORKSHOP) meets again in one week. The class meets a total of twelve times, and each online meeting involves a discussion of the pages students have submitted in the previous week. The discussions are lively and bear fruitful critique, giving each of us a solid sense of what to work on, as well as the encouragement to forge ahead.
As an exercise, I wrote my last 15-page section in first-person, just to see how it would fly. Most of my classmates prefer my third-person pages, but my instructor and one other student like my first-person effort (there are six of us, total, plus Ms. Giorgio). Hmm… First-person gets tricky. I’ll need to think on it.
Also, my instructor’s favorite part of this recent submission was the beginning. I feel I’m eating enough humble pie here that I don’t mind sharing this jig-worthy POB (Pat on Back!) Ms. Giorgio was pleased enough to sprinkle “phenomenal” into her comments on that section! She felt there was so much that made the experience real in those paragraphs. Of course, that’s what I need to do consistently throughout.
I now divulge, that’s the part I spent the most time re-writing. The rest of the fifteen pages, I pretty much substituted “I” for “she” in my original draft, with a few other minor additions to fill in my character Agave’s internal world, and not very convincingly at that due to not giving it enough time. It was a bit slap-dash. Very basic lesson learned: more time spent in re-writing makes a difference. Better to learn this in a critique class than after submitting to an agent. Slow down, speedy. Rewriting is time well-spent. Duh. Moving on!
My novel is set in Mexico, and another lesson this week involves cultural representation. I don’t want my characters to be seen as representative of their culture; I want them to be experienced as individuals within a culture that influences them. They don’t behave “as a group.” They act the way they do based on their accumulated personal experiences, one factor of which is their cultural environment. One of my less sympathetic characters is even more unlikeable because she makes some uncompassionate statements to Agave early on. I received feedback that, if I don’t want her to be seen as a generalized representative of her culture, the reader needs more time to get to know her as an individual character, more interactions with her, before she makes these outrageous, callous statements.
Ms Giorgio says, “A novel is a process of developing layers. So you can breathe and take a little more time… A short story is like a surfer, riding a wave. A novel is like scuba-diving. Go deep.”
Putting on my oxygen tank…
Write on,
Ondine Brooks Kuraoka