7 Quick Takes, Holy Week Ados and Adieus

Today is the Saturday before Palm Sunday.

Let’s be honest:  I’ve had a blergh Lent.  That’s right, blergh.  Because blergh is the best… sound… to describe my Lenten practice this year.

I’m grateful for blergh, though.  I craved Lent this year, and then I didn’t do anything with it.  What lesson have I learned?  My capacity for blergh.  My continued need for God’s help.

With this in mind, I write my last post until the Easter season.  And I’ll make them 7 Quick Takes.

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My Seven Items, Ideas, or Tasks for Holy Week:

1: Writing.

“It is great fun to chat about writing, books, writers, the writing life, style and character, plot and theme. But if you are a writer, you must stop thinking and stop talking and do the work of writing, because writing is the source of fun and power and the glory of creating a storytelling structure with your words.” – The Weekend Novelist

2: Potty Training.

What’s good about potty-training? Slowing down so as to notice my son. Really notice my son. Reading to him while he sits on the potty. Playing games and singing songs with him while he sits on the potty. Learning that I’m the adult and that going to the potty is not a matter of “do you want?” but “let’s go now!”

What’s rough? Accidents. Clean-up. My anxiety about his ruining the carpet or furniture. Fighting awful fatalistic self-criticism, such as, “I’m going to be that parent with whom he’s always going to have issues!”

Yep.

3: Lenten Retreat.

4: Personal inventory and General Confession.

Let’s look at Rhonda’s yucky stuff!

Doing a personal inventory helps me understand and develop my characters. When I see my bright spots and flaws, my hidden intentions, agendas, wants, desires, and fears, I begin to see them in my characters.

But I don’t make a personal inventory for the sake of art. Or wannabe art. I make it for me. Because I’m worth it. Because there’s power in owning up to my weakness.

5: Scripture.

6: Spiritual Reading.

7: Signing off.


The computer always beckons me down the blogosphere rabbit hole.  I love blogs (and I have a blog!), but I’m not always virtuous about my use of computer time.  Holy Week?  Time to unplug.

I’ll be checking email periodically.  If I don’t hear from you, have a blessed week and a happy Easter!

Writer’s Notebook, 3/29/12 (with some potty training thrown in for good mommy measure)

The body sags.  The Boy is learning to use the potty.  Exhausting.  I am learning, once again, that my unspoken anxiety about his potty accidents is counter-productive and misery-inducing – for myself, and for my sensitive little tot.  He must have tired of hearing, “Potty? Potty?”, because he cried the last time I asked.  Not good, mama, not good.

Messes will happen. Time for me to relax.

So… the novel.  Yeah.  Tuesday was a great day for work.  I identified my midpoint, key scenes, and the climax and then outlined all three acts.  I also recognized that, following the likes of The Great Gatsby and others, the viewpoint can come from a character not the main protagonist.  Helpful.

(Wednesday, we were out-of-town, visiting friends.  Today, potty training.  But I may get some work in still…)

This quote is on the back of the prayer card I pray before writing: “Purity of heart is the serene atmosphere which surrounds every earnest vocation, the soil from which must bud and flower all other good intentions.” – Pope (now Blessed) John XXIII.

The character who has the viewpoint in my novel is not quite developed enough to launch into telling the story.  Unfortunately, she doesn’t know what she wants in life, although I can identify two of her “wants” clearly, and that gives me pause.  Perhaps, if I considered in from the end of the story rather than the beginning or middle, I might have some more clarity.

I know a lot about her, but not quite enough.

But, then again, being a notorious perfectionist (one of my worst character flaws), perhaps I know more than I think I know.  Or perhaps the writing process itself will reveal her to me.  Perhaps I just need to jump on it…

Speaking of perfectionism, I have several Chapter Ones of this novel, typed and saved.  And I won’t use any of them. Not only was a writing from the viewpoint of the wrong character, but I made the classic new writer’s mistake of looping back and rewriting Chapter One.

I’ll confess that I’m a bit nervous about moving from planning to writing again.  But that’s the Mean Ol’ Internal Editor talking.  Be quiet, Editor.

If you are a writer, check out the blog of this book doctor.   I found Jessica Page Morrell’s book, Thanks, But This Isn’t For Us: A (Sort Of) Compassionate Guide to Why Your Writing is Being Rejected, both helpful and funny. She lives here in Oregon and, someday, I hope I’ll meet her.

Alright.  Time to stop making excuses.  As Morrell’s blog reminds me, “If you are reading this, you aren’t writing.”  Well, I am writing, but it’s time to turn to my lovely characters.  Wish me well.

Jane Austen Lenten Reflections: Oh, to be like Jane Bennet

This is the last of the Jane Austen Lenten Reflections.  I hope you enjoyed the reprints.  Thank you for reading! – RO

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Jane Bennet of Pride and Prejudice can be an easy target for the skeptics among us. We easy dismiss her rose-colored view of others because we, like her sister Elizabeth, so easily see the faults and foibles of others, and because Jane often refuses to acknowledge evil when present. She not only sees the best in people; she often sees only the best in people, blind to the faults of many.

And yet, in this, Jane shows a special kind of charity that is rare in life. Most people do not give other people the benefit of the doubt, I think. We are too quick to condemn and vilify, without considering the possibility of extenuating circumstances in this or that situation. We too eagerly eat up the propaganda that we call “the news” that gets spread about at the speed of FIOS. In cases where we do not like or agree with a certain party, we are quick to accept any rumor of misdoing as absolute fact.

It’s not good to stick our heads in the sand, like the proverbial ostrich, when it comes to the existence of evil. Evil is real and it must be contended with. Jane Bennet’s weakness is that she avoids acknowledging the truth of evil in other people. However, more often than not the evil that seems so apparent from gossip really isn’t what we think it is.

In Pride and Prejudice, Mr. Wickham is eager to slander the name of Mr. Darcy, as soon as he’s out of the neighborhood. As Mr. Darcy failed to make a good impression in Meryton, everyone was eager to accept Mr. Wickham’s account of injustice wrought. However, Jane Bennet “was the only creature who could suppose there might be any extenuating circumstances in the case, unknown to the society of Hertfordshire; her mild and steady candour always pleaded for allowances, and urged the possibility of mistakes — but by everybody else Mr. Darcy was condemned as the worst of men” (II.1 [24]).

And guess what? Jane’s right.

People have reasons to keep some business private for a period of time. Sometimes information cannot be disclosed because sensitive parties require (or seem to require) having their privacy maintained. We see this in Mr. Darcy’s case. He does not lay open his private affairs to the world because he wants to protect his young, vulnerable sister and because it does no good to expose a man’s sins without good cause and proof. And yet we fail, then and now, to understand this.

A few recent situations close to my heart have brought this point home. Not everything can be known by everyone! And not everything can be known right now. There is a time and a place for everything. Who are we to demand immediate understanding of circumstances outside our purview? Who are we to want to dig into tangled affairs outside our direct interest and demand immediate and full disclosure? Who are we to judge a situation without being privy to the extenuating circumstances that govern said situation? Who are we to demand action with only a cursory knowledge of the demands of justice in that situation? Who are we to think that we know how to fix things when the situation itself is sailing through uncharted waters? Who are we to condemn another when we ourselves are ignorant of the full and complete truth?

Oh, to be a little bit more like Jane! Yes, she can be kind to a fault. But I would welcome a few more Jane Bennets into the world. Heck, I’d welcome a little more Jane into my heart and mind!

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