Wednesday, January 8, 2014

A Writer's Workshop, Take Two...

I attended a writer's workshop with Oklahoma Poet Laureate, Nathan Brown, last year. Last night, I went to another. When he was here last, they promised a second installment and last night it happened. And it was a lot of fun! Nathan is a really nice, personable guy and very easy to engage with. Not only did I learn a whole lot, and think about a whole lot of things I'd never thought of before, I had the opportunity to hear what other local writer's thought and how they worked (as far as they were willing to volunteer). And afterward, there was a small reception and I had the opportunity to spend some time chatting with friends I haven't seen in a while.

While the workshop included a short recap of the previous workshop, he went on to discuss first impressions and catching readers with a great first line. The part that was most interesting to me, however, was his discussion about cutting through the driftwood and being willing to make revisions and edits. Since I have so much trouble with this, this was pretty important for me. I really don't like to toss anything, but it's a skill I'm going to have to learn if my book is ever going to become a real book--"And... and I'm... I'm real. I'm a real book!" Eh hem, yeah.

Anyway, I don't know if there will be anymore, but having gone to these ones has made me a) write more!! b) want to start another blog (long story, but don't worry, I've resisted so far), and c) go to more workshops. Lots more workshops. All of the workshops, in fact. But, I don't think I likely will. I was comfortable with this one because I knew a lot of the other people and I knew what to expect. I had friends there. Other workshops include strangers, and strange expectations, and stepping outside my comfort zone... and admitting that I'm an MA in english who not only reads (read: devours!) romance novels, but also wants to write them. Still coming to terms with trying to say that to someone, in person, face to face. Way easier to type it.

Now I just have to get the nerve to open that novel I've been working on and see where I was and what sort of mess I've made of it. Might just go do that right now, in fact. Wish me luck.