Unfamiliarize yourself with your WIP

How do you unfamiliarize yourself from your WIP? It was not a term I had heard before when it came to revising my works. But apparently this is a thing and not only a thing but I took a class on it this past Saturday at the writers conference.

When you hear what I am about to write some you will nod and think I knew that one like I did. Some, I did not.

Here we go:

– read your work out loud or have someone read it to you out loud.

– change the font of your work

– change the title of your work a number of ways

– change the gender of your main character

– change the pronoun

– try a new opening

It does not drastically change your WIP but it makes you view it as different in comparison to one that you have read a thousand times before. You know what I mean? You know it so well you skip over lines, words and things that need to be edited just because you are so familiar with it.

The class was amazing and the instructor as well. When he informed us we had 10 minutes left so it was time for questions I was bummed out that it had gone by that quickly.

I believe I will try some of what I learn in hopes of improving my WIPs from now on in hopes it makes it shine more. For after all that is the whole point of revisions which is to make your work shine as much as possible.

Writers Conference : My jam

This is the week that the writing conference will be upon me. I have checked my draft to the WIP that is required for one of the classes I am taking. As mentioned before I have avoided classes like this in the past that were run out of a conference.

I am not sure how many pages I should bring but will bring a good sample. These are my peers and it will be a learning experience for me.

This will be the first time I attend one of these without knowing someone off-hand that is going as well. This will be perfect for me.  For when you think about it we are all like-minded people who have the same goal. I’m really not alone.

The problem with conferences is most times I want to go to majority of the classes and that is just not possible. We have to make a decision on what works for us now, right now, with our writing career.  I chose “ Writing Speculative Fiction” which in part will help me learn on how to build worlds. That should be fun. My other class is “Stepping Back from Your Writing” which is about defamilarizing myself from my work so I can see it clearly and do a better revision for it.

That last class is the one where the members will read their draft they brought it for the others to help with critiquing. Joy. Serious, joy. LOL

They are feeding us breakfast from one of my favorite places to eat in the city, Bisquitville, which we eat  from anytime we are in this area.

This is my jam.

 

I have an addiction: Author’s life

 

I have an addiction. In fact it started early on as I was growing up. It has continued to grow within me. To make it worse I married someone who has the same addiction.

Books.

My husband and I love books. We love going to used book store and scoring the deals and also books we been looking for. In fact one of our moving trips from one home to another involved a U-haul van that had only books in it.

The shame of it all. But we are shameless. One of our problems is we rarely give the books away. I did purge about 110 books years ago by getting rid of 95% of my James Patterson books to a battered women’s shelter in town. I have donated a bit to the local libraries. I have placed some on my book swap site online.

I alone have nine bookcases. Six of which are large-sized. And while that might seem a lot it does not come close to my husband and his own bookcases. We are addicted. Again we are shameless about it.

It doesn’t help that companies have asked me, and yes I have accepted, to review for them meaning free books for Sharon and hubby.

It’s a disease. It is. I don’t try anymore to explain it to non readers. There is no point. Either you get it or you don’t. Either you love it or you run away from it.

This is my addiction. I might need to purge some more to make room for the others I am more than sure to bring into the house.

But this an addiction that we are glad we have.

The Musings of A New Englander