Anne Calhoun, Romance Author

Sharp. Sexy. Romantic.

Fast Draft

Historical romance author Jo Beverly wrote a very interesting article for RWA’s national magazine, the Romance Writer’s Report, about a topic guaranteed to provoke discussion: plotting vs. pantsing. She calls pantsing “flying into the mist”, and she’s a confirmed, open believer in that technique. All of the books or stories I’ve written, up until this one, have been mist stories. I had a vague idea of the plot/HEA, a much stronger idea of the characters and their struggles, and a desire to write. So I sat down and wrote the books without thinking much about goals, motivations, conflicts, structure, hooks, etc. This was more…fun…in some ways than preplotting a book, the method with which I’m experimenting for the current novel. This time I created charts to track the plot and build tension, wrote character back story, identified turning points, etc. I’m now writing a fast draft, which is to say I’m writing forward to the tune of about 1500 words a day until I’ve reached The End.

In the past I’ve discovered if I don’t Just Do It, I get hung up on things like research. My current hero works on the oil rigs. I have never worked on an oil rig. No one I know has worked on an oil rig. I know nothing about oil rigs, or the oil industry, so when I get to points in dialogue when he’s supposed to say something about working on an oil rig, I simply type in DO MORE RESEARCH HERE and keep on moving forward.

This amuses my editor no end. I had several rounds of edits sent back with a note saying, “Want to finish that research?” The funny thing is, by the time I’ve sent the book to my editor, I often don’t need whatever detail I felt I was missing when I was writing or revising the book.

The planning writers can do before writing a work definitely smooths out the process. I now have a list of about 40 scenes, including turning points, plot points, and emotional reactions that drive the story forward. I know what motivates the heroine and the hero. I know their end goals, I know what they give each other they can’t get from anyone else. That’s my stick in the sand: I’m writing what I’ve got…until someone does something surprising that takes the story in a different direction. When I was revising and expanding LIBERATING LACEY I got so confident in the writing I forgot to look at my scene outline until after the book was PUBLISHED. Needless to say, I’d deviated from that document…but the end result was better than what I planned.

So far knowing all this stuff hasn’t prevented me from writing the fast draft. For some authors, it does. My friend Julie Miller says if she knows what’s happening she can’t write the story. The characters’ surprises keep her coming back to the keyboard. Most writers I know well don’t do a really detailed outline – they get an idea, do some planning, then go for it.

Finding that balance between knowing enough to make sure the story’s workable and not knowing so much you get bored with the writing isn’t easy to do. If you’re hung up in the planning, try writing a scene or two, a key scene. If you’re stuck in the middle of a draft, try taking a step back and doing a synopsis or an outline and see if that helps. Most of all, keep writing!


Blogging and a Giveaway!

I’m blogging today over at The Naughty Girls Next Door, so stop by for a chat about excerpts and a chance to win a free copy of LIBERATING LACEY!


How Did You Get Here?

One of the fun things about having a website is the ability to see the search engine phrases people typed in to get to this page. For example, I posted about Katherine Heigl and Janet Evanovich, and presto, got a couple of hits from people searching the Internet for those phrases. Yesterday I got a hit from someone who typed “sexy romantic fucking movie” into a search engine. Um. Yup. Not a movie. A book. But yup…that’s the basic idea + characters, a plot, and a HEA. Carry on.

My favorite, my absolute favorite, is the person who typed “large breasts in a lacy hunter green bra” in a search engine and found…well…Lacey and Hunter. I do not want to know WHY said individual was searching the internet for “large breasts in a lacy hunter green bra” but all the same, welcome, and thanks for the laugh!


Plum Movies

Janet Evanovich’s One for the Money is going to be made into a movie starring Katherine Heigl (which I’m not thrilled with, but no one asked me. No big surprise there.) The real question, of course, is who’s going to play Morelli?


Wow!

LIBERATING LACEY won first place in the EPIC Awards Contemporary Erotic Romance category at EPICon last night! I’m truly honored and delighted. Congratulations again to all the finalists in the very competitive category, and to the winners!


Good Earth Quote

I like a brand of tea called Good Earth. The strings attached to the bags have little paper tags on them, and pithy sayings on the tags. Today’s tea bag held the following Danish proverb:

He who would leap high must take a long run.

Nice. Good for writers, who have to be in it for the long haul. I have a little collection of fortune cookie sayings and caps from Honest-T bottles (which also have short quotes printed on the underside). Usually these inspire me in some way, like the Winston Churchill quote, “If you are going through hell, keep going.” But I’ll never forget the fortune I got shortly before I took a pregnancy test six years ago. It read, “You will soon need a new wardrobe.”

Two days later the pregnancy test had two lines, not one, and two months later I was buying maternity clothes. Freaky!


Process #6 – Learning

The sad reality of blogging is that the deeper I get into a book, the less I focus on blogging. My brain’s constantly absorbed with the new characters, leaving fewer neurons for interesting topics of discussion. My bad.

For a week or so now, I’ve been thinking about learning. And actually learning, which is a good thing. I used to work in Human Resources and for a while I wrote job descriptions. It was an incredibly tedious, repetitive job, but I learned something valuable from the work. The system we used to evaluate jobs used several factors to come up with a number (utter insanity) that ranked the job against other jobs in the organization, supposedly to guarantee salary parity. (I’m Canadian. I like parity. And hockey. Yeah Canada!) Anyway, one of the factors was called “Know-How”. It was comprised of education and skills necessary for the job, and a subset of Know-How was Problem Solving. This was, like, 15 years ago, so I can’t remember what went into problem solving, if that section detailed the kinds of problems to be solved, or the techniques necessary to solve problems. I do remember eating enormous smiley face-frosted sugar cookies every day to cope with this completely insane job, and having to wear pantyhose. The way my manager summed this up was that Problem Solving was a subset of Know How because you can’t solve problems in a job if you don’t have the basic knowledge necessary to do the job.

In other words, you can’t think with what you don’t know. Think about it. It’s true.

One of the problems I faced in the new book is that if I wanted to keep growing as a writer, I needed to tackle something different. I decided I wanted to maintain the character development and emotional depth in my books but increase the complexity of the plots. I like to learn (aka procrastinate) so I’m usually taking a class or reading a book on some element of the craft of writing – storyboarding, character arc, plot structures, turning points, plot points. Some people decide to learn something, read up on it, and bang, they’re smarter. Not me. I’m not an organized learner. My methodology, refined over twenty-five years of education, is to cram stuff into my brain and let it all compost in there. Eventually something usable comes out. I’m unable to predict when or where this will happen, but it does make for interesting conversations at dinner parties and the like.

Usually something acts as a catalyst to turn all the food rinds and newspapers and coffee grounds into compost. In this case it was a conversation with Kristin Gabriel, a Harlequin and Guideposts author, about how she comes up with turning points and plot points. With one simple sentence Kris tossed off so casually (she’s an expert plotter), she turned all the inputted garbage turned into compost gold. She said she gets her turning and plot points from the characters’ goals and motivations. Add that sentence to several months of pondering new characters, themes, possible situations, story boards, etc etc etc and BOOM. Head explosion.

This is not news to anyone who’s been in this business for more than one book. It’s stunningly, painfully obvious, and at some level, I knew this. As I’ve said before, my first technique for developing a new book is to find a character who appeals to me, then figure out the worst thing I can do to him. This means, for example, giving a newly divorced woman a younger man who doesn’t fit anywhere in her life, or giving a writer the man her muse wants her to have…then taking him away – the plot for my most recently sold Spice Brief, CHOOSING LUKE. I start with a character and mess up his or her (but usually her) life.  It’s impossible to tell decent stories without knowing that you have to take a reader on a journey through ups and down, and the ups and downs have to make sense to give a good emotional ride. But I didn’t know it at a conscious level, which is the level where a craftsperson can consciously choose to manipulate a technique to her advantage. I do now.

The last component to the dreaded job descriptions was Accountability. This basically covered the daily tasks and expectations in the job, from delivering mail to delivering the business unit results expected by the shareholders. Having the knowledge, the education and experience, doesn’t guarantee a good book, much less one a publisher might buy. A million things could still go wrong. But I do love to learn…which made last week a killer fantastic week.


Process #5 – Ubiquity

When I was a brand new mother I read somewhere that new moms talk about sleep like starving people talk about food. I might be able to remember where I’d read that little gem if I wasn’t so sleep deprived the first four years of my son’s life. He didn’t sleep through the night until he was four years old. My friends with equally sleepless children tried to reassure me  with the obvious – that he would eventually sleep, or he would leave the house, and the far-reaching – that kids who didn’t sleep well were smarter than other kids because they were so curious and restless, there were days when I would have done almost anything…anything at all…to get eight hours of sleep.

I’ve discovered that writers talk about process like new moms talk about sleep. I spent an hour on Skype with my best friend, who is a professor and a poet and children’s book author, and we talked about process for at least 50 minutes of that time. When we write best. What helps us write, and what hinders creativity. Husbands wandering around looking for glasses or phone or keys or files are not helpful. Neither are small children who wander in. This snippet of dialogue documents the appearance of a five-year-old in my doorway:

Him: “Mommy?”

Me: “Yes, baby?”

Him: Silence.

Me (more impatient): “What is it?”

Him: “I forgot.”

Yes. As did I, and now that perfect piece of prose is gone, gone, gonebabygone, forever. I’ll have to start locking the door when his reading gets fluent. I have a big monitor I use rather than my laptop monitor, and I keep my font settings at 150%, so many of the words I write (but do not speak aloud) are in gigantic text on the screen. I do not want my son sounding out slang for the male anatomy, or for the female anatomy, for that matter. He’s familiar with fuck already. We’ve decided it’s a bad word and Mommy must stop using it and he may never use it, not even in the song that goes truck-truck-bo-buck-banana-fana-fo…you get the idea.

Where was I? Process, and how ubiquitous it is when writers, likely any kind of artists, gather. The struggle to get what you see inside out of you, into your chosen medium, is a complex, changeable thing. I’ve written from 2-5 a.m. but that was a bad period, one I don’t hope to relive. I think I naturally write more easily in the afternoons, but I have mornings free now, so that’s the time. I write and edit differently. One’s a typing process, the other is a handwriting process. And I love to hear how other people work. Artists are superstitious people. If writing after praying to the muse works for one person, golly, it might work for me! Just like that lavender bath might entice your infant to sleep through the night!

Or maybe not. Maybe each book and writer are as unique as each new mother and child. Maybe we just have to find our way through, recreating ourselves with each successive book or painting or comic strip or dance. Maybe it’s the process that matters, not the end result, and if we miss the process, we’ve missed the joy in it all.

Something to consider. In the meantime, I’m off to take a nap.


Oh, Happy Day!

I arrived home from lunch with my hero at the same time the UPS delivery guy pulled up, and oh, happy, happy, happy day! My author copies of Liberating Lacey have arrived!

It’s very strange, a bit like the world’s a little off kilter, to hold my own book in my two hands. I’ve read this book on my computer hundreds of times. Reading it again like I would read someone else’s book, sitting in a chair with a cup of tea and a biscotti…that’s going to be special.


Process #4 – Enough?

As a writer, how do I know when enough is enough?

It’s a big question, covering territory from “enough for today” to “enough prework” to “enough mucking around with that sentence/scene/chapter/book”. It’s a tough question, too. Perfectionists among us always want one more pass, one more read-through. Others, those working under deadlines perhaps, say, “Good enough” and move on. Sometimes time constraints limits me, sometimes physical issues limit me. But whatever the stage, there is always a point of diminishing returns. I just hit it for today, and while I can try to fool myself into thinking, “I can do some research, or twiddle that storyboard a bit more,” all I’m going to do is rearrange territory and let time slip away from me.

Robin Rotham loaned me three Laura Kinsale books from the early 90s. They are 500 pages each, full of lush, rich detail and enough angst for anyway, including me. It’s time for tea and chocolate and reading.

Enough.