Friday, May 7, 2010

What Are We Doing?

For the last few months, I worked  senior capstone paper where I researched the effects that technology (cell phones, Facebook, Twitter, etc.) and the people that use it have on language. I realized through my research a great many things, like this isn't the first time that a major change in language has happened. I knew already that at least major change occurred and that was the reason why so few people can read and understand Shakespeare. Yet it makes me sad that it has come to using language that we do. So much is lost with using one letter responses over a cell phone instead of a full word.

I've been working on a novel for the past three years now and I have tried so hard to steer clear of using most of the well known technologies. One thing that I did use was text messaging. While one character used the "text speak" my main character texted back using full words and full sentences! It was a struggle for me to use the text speak in the first place. I will admit that I was one of the last of my friends to get a cell phone and to learn how to text quickly. Even now after the years that I have I still text in full words and sentences. I have to. It is ingrained in me. That is why I love my full keyboard cell phone.

So until next time, readers.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Knowing The Audience


I have been thinking about my own writing and why the novel I am working on is on the subject that it is. I have been working on this book for close to four years off and on, yet is nowhere near ready for any publication of any kind.

I have found that my classes in creative writing have helped immensely, whether it was poetry, fiction and even non-fiction. Each of these genres taught me different methods to better my writing.

For poetry it was how to convey an idea in a short concise way. Also, poetry taught me how to find new ways to say things as demonstrated by the sonnet. In the confined spaces of the Sonnet, a poet chooses his or here words very carefully, both because of the rhyme scheme and only 10 syllables in one line.

For fiction, it was how to build a world that is both believable and easy to understand, whether the story is based in places people know, in some fantastical world that only exists in imagination or some combination of the two.

For non-fiction, it was how to really show instead of telling the story. Show the people, the places and the situations so that the reader is in the moment with the writer. I learned it is so important to have those concrete details and have those tell the story. Everyone can tell a story. It is more difficult to show the story.

Yet in all this the author has to know the audience that he or she is writing for. If a person is to ever show his or her writing to anyone they have to know who that person is. It is not a matter of writing for that audience; it is a matter of knowing them so that you, as the author, can convey the story so they understand it.

To get to know your audience and those that may buy your books watch such bestseller lists as in the New York Times. This can offer insight into who is buying what at certain times, and trends in genres, may lead you to understand on when you should send in your book.

Also, one of the most influential women in the world can help shape what is being read.


Of course she is only one person and it takes more than that for a book to be put on the bestseller list.
More than likely the book that I am writing will never see the pages of the New York Times but I can hope that people will read the pages that I am working so hard on.

To end this post I really would like to share another poem of mine. This one was published in the Great Lakes Review, the literary magazine on the SUNY Oswego Campus. It is an example of a Sonnet.

A Field Proposal
Mother saying no, Father saying yes.
A story of contempt it thus began.
A blessing he asked for, and I said I guess.
"He is a good man," father said, "kind man."

"We are different, you and I, to love."
"What, you prideful, I… me indifferent?"
"No, shy and you outspoken, beloved.
To love in such a way, so defiant."

Another suitor hoping for romance,
my mother liked his chances better.
First look, I knew I didn't like his stance.
I found on my room desk a sealed letter.

My love asked me to meet him in the field
of white flowers hoping my hand to yield.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Posting Chapters


I struggled with how I wanted to write this post. My original idea fell through but the basic one is too wonderful to pass up.


There are many different websites out there that a person can sign up and post their work for the world to read and remark on. Some use blogs like this one to post their work chapter by chapters. Often times keeping their audience more on edge than the most prolific author because with a book published author the reader have the finished book in their hand and not only one chapter. Such is the case of one blog that I have been following. Crystal Collier has been posting her book for weeks now keeping a steady pace every Tuesday with the occasional spontaneous post sometime else during the week.

I, myself, have posted my poetry on FictionPress.com for a few years now to be answered with good reviews. If you wish to take a look here is my profile page. If you do read something leave a message. I love the reviews.

Yet another idea came to me as a make up for the fallen through idea. I thought I would post a poem of mine that I have come to love and I won an award for. And just to let my readers know, this poem inspired the name of my blog!

Black Ink
The scratchy sound of pen against paper, the white-tipped feather quill balanced precariously on my ink-darkened fingers. The bottle of black ink sat next to the only lit candle. The light was warm, chasing away the eerie lonely night. The handmade paper crinkled under my hand as I turned the page. The sharp scent of the liquid wafted to my nose in contrast to the musty smell of the paper. I dipped the pen in the bottle and set the tip to the page, writing whatever came to mind. The ink ran dry and I once again immersed the pen in the dark fluid. The candlelight flickered as the flame fell low, the drying wax meeting at the bottom of the holder, before going out. The nib still gathering ink, pen still in hand. The unfinished words lost to the night.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Rejection Hurts


I have received more rejections than I have acceptances. It is just how the business goes. Some of the nicest rejections I have gotten are those that offer advice along with the apology that they couldn't use your material.

My first rejection was devastating. I didn't understand why the editors didn't like my work when I put so much time and energy into the project that I devoted whole days to writing. But as time went on and I talked to my writing professors, I realized that the rejections helped my writing rather than hindered.

I was more determined than ever to get my work out there.

Just recently I sent some of my poems out to literary journals that I hoped would take my work. I received the first rejection the next day. It didn't even sting. The second didn't come until months later to the point that I had forgotten to even check if I had the email. That rejection didn't hurt either because it listed those that would be in that month's publication.

Even though these journals didn't want my work, I know that some publication will.

As far as for novels and books of the like I haven't finished mine to send out to anyone. Yet, anyway.

Remember, rejection hurts, but every rejection letter you receive only makes that acceptance all the sweeter.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Publishers and You

I am a college senior looking forward to that day when I can walk the stage and receive that diploma, but at the same time I am wondering what I am going to do with the degree(s) that I worked so hard to achieve.

As I said in my profile I am a student of the written word in all of its forms. I am a writer at heart and on paper and it is what I want to do with my life, but what can a person really do? This is my quest to find the job of my dreams (or the one that will get me to the job of my dreams) and help those who are looking for a place for their beloved poem, short story, memoir, or whatever kind of writing you do.

On a quick search, one can find mountains of places to send work and the many publishing companies out there.

Here are a few well known ones:




While these sites focus on what books they have published, it is still a resource to know what kind they take. It is always good to know what is out there. These sites also link to what positions are available at the company.

But if a person only looks here they forget the mountains of other places that they could look: literary journals.

There is one site that I have found to be useful and have used:


On this website they have a listing of those journals that are looking for work to fill their pages.


While the journals ultimately rejected my work it was a great exercise to know what was out there and to start to understand what publishers want from submitted work.

But besides actual publishing companies, I will explore other ways to publish work. Through posting stories on a blog or through other websites.

Overall, this post was mostly to get started and to let my readers know what I want to accomplish, but my ultimate goal with this blog is to understand what I am getting myself into.