Monday, June 30, 2008
When I handed him early drafts of my manuscript, Tommy (pictured with Buddy) didn't know he was supposed to say, "This is wonderful!" before blurting, "I hate the title."
My husband was also unaware the statement, "This chapter is better than the last," is unwelcome.
So although I shared with him the first version of my memoir The Division Street Princess, I've kept the manuscript for my upcoming novel far from his pencil.
Then I got to wondering: What about my author friends? Do they ask their partners to read early drafts? Do their partners want to read the raw pages? Or, are my friends as thin-skinned with the opinions of their spouse, partner, or significant other as I, and keep their work away from the person on the other side of the bed?
I asked three friends, who are well-known authors, to share their experiences. Here are their answers:
Author of You Must Be This Happy To Enter
Ha! That's so funny. My dad has a little bit of that problem, insofar as he'll point out grammar mistakes before praising. (But - he's my biggest fan, so it's okay.) Ben generally seems to understand that praise comes before anything else, thankfully! I'm probably a bit thick-skinned when it comes to this stuff, but because his input tends to be positive, it's hard to say what my reaction would be if it weren't. I might be like, Hey! You're supposed to say it's genius!
Author of Defending the Damned
My wife Martie does nothing small. When I asked her to read the manuscript for my latest nonfiction book, I should have known to expect more than a few comments and half-hearted suggestions.
I watched her sit with the manuscript, stopping, staring and scribbling. It was maddening. She began to fill a yellow legal pad with notes. She wouldn’t say anything to me while writing her critique, so I stewed. What was she thinking? Who the hell does she think she is? I don’t have to listen to her stupid comments. What does she know? I wondered if I made a mistake.
Martie is an actress and performer, skilled at crafting her own material, including writing monologues and stories for the stage. So I knew she understood drama, conflict and character, all of which applied to my book even though it was nonfiction. But this would be the first time I entrusted her with a big piece of my writing.
She handed me the full yellow legal pad, and said she had some ideas. She offered a generous critique with sharp observations, pointing out not just what she thought was wrong, but celebrating what she thought was right. She gave me invaluable insight into female characters and suggestions about what to ask them in follow up questions. We argued over some points and agreed on others.
My book is better because of my wife, and she has earned a solid place among few people who get to read my unpublished works. Still, I’ll take a deep breath each time she offers critiques, even when it hurts. Soon enough she’ll ask me for feedback, and I’ll break out the pen, legal pad and Post-It notes, take my sweet time and let her sweat it out a little.
Author of Three Fallen Women
Hmm, let's see. I do ask him to read initial drafts. His feedback is usually a little on the vague side ("Great!" or "Coming along") so I tend to ask specific questions, which I come up with by asking myself, "Why am I asking him to read this?" Usually the questions or issues in the writing that I'm iffy about will come clear after I ask that of myself. So, I'll hand the writing over with a specific question like, "Is this language too flowery, or do you see I'm trying to accomplish x, y, or z?" or "Does this character seem like a jerk, or is it clear that he's just reacting to what happened before?" When I frame it that way, it's easier to process feedback, I think.
Posted by She's Not The Type at 8:39 AM
Friday, June 27, 2008
Yesterday, I Xeroxed 221 pages (includes the title page) of my manuscript and FedExed it off to my editor, Suzanne. As I put it in a padded envelope, I felt as if I was sending a child off to camp. Who/what would be returned to me? Would I recognize my pages after Suzanne reads it (twice!), thinks about it, and writes up her observations, both general and specific -- about what's working and where I might close up some holes with regard to structure, character, plot, etc .?
I'm at loose ends now that my child is in someone else's hands. What to do at 4 a.m. without my chapters to write or revise (sometimes 20 passes), without my Rhodia pad and Pilot Varsity pen along with my morning coffee?
This is the solution: An occasional post on this new blog site to share my novel's route. If I stay motivated, I'll share my reaction to Suzanne's notes, my search for an agent or publisher, my likely rejection letters, and my decision to publish or share only with nearest and dearest.
My old blog, The Division Street Princess
remains alive, so if you're nostalgic, you can always view that.
Hope you'll join me for this journey.
Posted by She's Not The Type at 9:34 AM