Like the Phillies pitcher, I can tell you what I think, but I may lose the game for you.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Know Your Calling
One of the advantages to living in Phoenix, if you’re a
sports’ fan, is the variety of teams we have. For the NBA lover, we have the
Phoenix Suns. NFL? The Arizona Cardinals. Hockey? The Phoenix Coyotes.
Baseball? The Arizona Diamondbacks. WNBA. The Mercury. Then we have teams like
the Rattlers.
A few nights ago I stayed awake to watch the Diamondbacks
play 18 innings (7 hours, 6 minutes – the longest game in D’Backs history).
Score was tied 7-7. The Philadelphia Phillies eventually let a fielder be the
pitcher. He wasn’t trained to pitch, but he did okay. Except – our batters got
five hits off him in the 18th inning to win the game.
A wise person knows their calling, their gifts and skills.
Just because a person loves to sing, wants to be a singer, doesn’t necessarily
mean they can sing. I’ve heard a few who set my teeth on edge, but their whole
stage persona says they think they are the cat’s meow. The Phillies fielder
wasn’t skilled at pitching, but he gave it his best effort.
Some people just can’t write. It’s not their gifting, yet I’ve
read some things on websites, usually sponsored writing contests, that were
quite horrid. The grammar and craft is awful, there really isn’t a flow of a
story line whatsoever. Often a person can have a gift for storytelling, but
just need to develop their skills or take classes to hone their craft. Those
aren’t the people I’m talking about.
When I started writing, I hadn’t a clue regarding the proper
crafting of a story. I’ve learned as time progressed. I’m still learning. It
amazes me when people approach me with, “Can you read this and tell me what you
think?”
I’m not an expert and I know it. I’m not even well-educated
in the art of writing. Yet I’ve had a few people who send me thing to “read.” I’ve
even had someone pester me to write their life story AFTER keeping me on the
phone for an hour sharing events in her life. I’m thinking of two people in
particular, and both are disconnectedly related to me.
Don’t misunderstand – I have friends who write and I love to
read their work and tell them what I think. But to the other two – one keeps
sending me “stuff” in a private message on facebook and wants me to critique it
– please be considerate. I am not an authority on writing at all, I am very
busy, and we are not close at all for you to expect such favors from me. And it
is rude! My advice – join a writing group.
Like the Phillies pitcher, I can tell you what I think, but I may lose the game for you.
Like the Phillies pitcher, I can tell you what I think, but I may lose the game for you.
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Mum's The Word
I just finished a book, the third in a series, by a
successful author. She’s not well-known like James Patterson, Debbie Macomber,
Stephen King and others, but she is successful – at least in Christian circles.
I noticed an error in the book when it said though
and it should have been thought. I’m
always a little tickled to find errors in other books because there are errors
in my book Like A Cedar In Lebanon. Misery
loves company, I suppose.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
The Poor Writer
I know a lot of people, A LOT, and have many friends. It’s
from my years in church, and in ministry. When the word first got out that I
was writing – had written a book – I began getting messages or being contacted
by people that I hadn’t seen or talked to in awhile.
All are good people, dear people, and those I admire and
love. But the underlying reason for them contacting me was they assumed I was
riding a crest of wealth now – you know, being an author and all. It was a
subtle way to remind me of the good work they’re involved with.
I am a giver by nature. I don’t need to be coaxed or
strong-armed into giving. The truth is, though, I’ve never had a lot of
available resources for giving. And, are you ready for this….writing usually
costs more to do than I’ll ever see returned in royalties, etc.
That is true for most writers, at least those I hang out
with. Unless you become a Debbie Macomber, Stephen King, James Patterson,
Nicholas Sparks, or any number of famous, prolific writers, there’s just not a
lot of money to be made for the beginning or struggling writer.
This truth hit home with me almost immediately. My
income/expense spreadsheet is always in the red. BUT, I keep writing. I write
for the love of writing. I love words. Not just words, but the ability to
string words together to tell a story.
Maybe someday I’ll get rich and famous. Maybe!
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