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Dressing the Naked Hand

updates, meet and greets, and workshops

 
Did you miss out on the Naked Hand's Timpanogos Storytelling Festival's performance?

Or even the Puppet Festival held this last weekend in Orem?

 

 

You've still got a chance to get your creative puppet on while awaiting the book's release!

 November 14 - 15, 2014

You'll meet the Naked Hand folks, and take puppetry classes at the fabulous DiFiore Center in warm St. George, Utah.

Courtesy of the Puppetry Arts Guild of Utah, the DiFiore Center for Arts and Education, and an A.R.T.S. Inc. grant, the

Dark Night of the Soul

So . . .

I finally finished my guest blog post for Ilima Todd's blog at http://ilimawrites.blogspot.com/ . It should go live this upcoming Wednesday the 9th.

Lately I've been working on really detailing Hana's outline. Obsessively outlining. Almost a Dirty Draft in and of itself.

But, whenever it came to writing actual text, yikes. I've been fighting myself. I just don't feel like writing.

Finally, in my deep depressed lack of motivation funk yesterday, I realized I was having a 'Dark Night of the Soul' moment--day, week, month--of deciding whether or not I want to keep writing or give it up.

Would I be happier?
What do I really want?
Was the sore throat and exhaustion getting the better of me?

Suddenly, I realized ... if I was having a Dark Night of the Soul, the part right before the hero puts everything that they have learned into motion, faces their fears and, and . . . BINGO!

-- Well, I can't go further without spoilers, you'll have to hop over to Ilima's blog come Wednesday.

In the meantime, here is a little list of things I've told myself I will refer to when I am in those doldrums.

  . . . and yes, it did in fact snow today, hence the dredging up of one of my old quote photos.

Jane Yolen

A Little Happy Birthday Shout-out to Author 

Jane Yolen

Jane Yolen is one of my most favorite authors, one who's writing surprises, delights, and thoroughly absorbs me--heart and soul. She can do it all, from wonderful picture books, to short stories, to my hearts delight, junior fiction. 

AND . . . fortuitously, I happened upon a quote attributed to Jane Yolen just last night, and I have to say, as a children's librarian I'm dying to find a way to use this in the library!

Literature is a textually transmitted disease,

normally contracted in childhood. 

~Jane Yolen

 Happy, Happy Birthday, Jane--and may there be many many more.

If you give a writer an idea . . .

If you give a writer an idea,

she’s going to want a pen and paper.

When you give her the pen and paper,

she’ll probably ask for a critique group.

When she’s done a lot of critiques, she’ll ask for a workshop or conference.

Then she’ll want to go to even more workshops, just to make sure she has a great manuscript.

When she has a perfect manuscript, she might notice she doesn’t have an agent, so she’ll ask to meet 

with lots of agents.

When she’s got an agent, she’ll want an editor and publisher.

Before she lands a publishing house, she’ll start to take antacids and worry about ever getting published.

She might get carried away and think about self-publishing, but only if she was a NYT Bestselling author to begin with.

Eventually, she will get her manuscript accepted, possibly by one of the Big Six!

When her book is in revisions, she’ll probably want an office.

You’ll have to fix up a little room for her, include a blanket and a pillow.

She’ll crawl in, 

make herself busy,

maybe even a little crazy.

So you’ll ask what you can do,

you might suggest she get some help,

you might even ask if she should avoid Facebook and Twitter.

When you are allowed back in her office,

you’ll be so excited, you‘ll ask about the release date.

She’ll ask you to leave again.

She’ll worry about ever getting done. But she does. 

After the book has finally been released,

she’ll want good reviews. As in really, really good reviews.

If she gets those good reviews,

she’ll want an award.

If she gets a prestigious award,

she’ll want to go to a bookstore to do an autographing,

which means she’ll need a pen.

She’ll hold the pen, sit back and look at it,

looking at the pen will remind her that she doesn’t have a piece of paper.

So . . .

she’ll ask for some paper.

And chances are, if she has a pen and asks for paper, 

she’ll want another id—ah, who are we kidding, she’s got so many ideas now you’ll never get her back.

   

 

**all due credit to Numeroff's, If You Give a Mouse a Cookie for the inspiration :)

FYI: Yes, I tend to have way too much fun when I start writing just to write.

Am Writer. Travels Light

Hop on over to the WIFYR blog and check out today's post --by yours truly :)

Oh Dear --

I've just checked my inbox and discovered that the library spotlighted me on the Just Browsing blog of all things fantastic at the Orem Public Library--also today.

Is there something in the universe that speaks 'Amy' today?

 . . . and is there a basket somewhere I can hide under*?


*I admit, I love posting things online. I have no problem with complete strangers reading my ramblings. But when it comes to meeting in person, or finding out someone I know is reading--yikes, I get super embarrassed.

Peanut Butter, Paraprosdokia, Palimpsest, a spattering of Phlegm and a little Rabbit named Peter

First, a language lesson:

Paraprosdokian

From Wikipedia,

A paraprosdokian /pærəprɒsˈdoʊkiən/ is a figure of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader or listener to reframe or reinterpret the first part. It is frequently used for humorous or dramatic effect, sometimes producing an anticlimax. For this reason, it is extremely popular among comedians and satirists.^[1] Some paraprosdokians not only change the meaning of an early phrase, but they also play on the double meaning of a particular word, creating a form of syllepsis.

Great paraprosdokian phrases (check out this great list here)

Palimpsest

From WikipediaA palimpsest /ˈpælɪmpsɛst/ is a manuscript page from a scroll or book from which the text has been scraped or washed off and which can be used again. 

The brilliant Martine Leavitt, author of one of my most favorite books, Keturah and Lord Death, introduced me to this concept, but that is another post.

***

Now you know that it's not as kinky as it sounds, that in reality, it's just another example of my love for the world of language.

See, when things get crazy busy for me, I start to imagine myself much like a peanut butter sandwich. Thing is, if you squish a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, pretty soon stuff starts to ooze out the edges. 

My brain starts to ooze. 

The more I try to focus on one thing, the less it works. I start going all over the place.

Just like a squished PB&J

It's like someone hit the idea proliferation button in my head.

 And so I start blogging about my ideas for writing instead of the actual writing!

grrrr 

(but not too big of a growl, I can't pretend I don't enjoy it)

About that language . . .

I adore playing with language.

I love giving the reader something to look for.

I get butterflies over the idea of incorporating paraprosdokian twists in my manuscripts. 

As an example, I used the phrase: 

I discovered I scream the same way whether I’m about to be devoured by a great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot.

Maybe its a tad juvenile, but I do it anyway.

As a result, my novel, I set up the first half of the phrase in chapter 1

“You squealed like a girl Denton."

“I’m serious, Cole. Dodging your spit-bomb about made me fall . . .

and then deliver the zinger as the last sentence in chapter 3.

 That was when I discovered I scream the same way whether I'm about to die at the hands of a freak supernatural girl, or if a giganto Cole launched loogie is about to land on my head.

***

Next, I take what I consider to be the bones of a story. The structure it hangs on. It's original story. (Greek text) and then I pattern my story on it. To continue the analogies, I give it flesh, I give it surroundings and beauty, I place my story on top of the scraped surface.

And when one analyzes the resulting end? Well, in  Hana, they might just discover that it's a story of King Midas and the Golden Touch.



Princess Philippa has a lot in common with Balian's Humbug Witch

And Airborne Oliver? Well, that one is flavored by Wiesner's Tuesday, has a taste of A Bad Case of Stripes by Shannon, followed with a dash of The Shrinking of Treehorn by Heide.

Yep. If only that Peter Rabbit instigated hatred of reading had continued through adulthood. 

(no, I don't dislike Peter Rabbit, it was the epic spelling fail in the Peter Rabbit lesson set I had as a Kindergartner)

Maybe I wouldn't be plagued by so many ideas, such a crazy busy life.

Okay, well maybe not. But I can dream. 

'doh! Did it again, another idea triggered by the word 'dream.'

JUST REMEMBER 

Some people hear voices. Some see invisible people.

Others have no imagination whatsoever.