Writer’s Notebook, 10/29/12: Making Plans, Awaiting Structure

Good news!  I received a phone call from one of the admissions officers at Hope the other day. Barring an unexpected complication from the head of admissions, I will be joining the ranks of Flying Dutchmen this coming January.

Instead of trying to learn, from scratch, the techne of fiction writing while trying to write my novel on my own, I will do both within the structure of a creative writing program.  The goal of the advanced creative writing courses is for each student to have a complete and publishable manuscript by course’s end.

So, for now, I’m taking a break from the novel.

It’s still in my head.  The characters are still developing, the plot percolating.  But, being in need of outside help, I stopped, lest I waste valuable time beating my head against the wall of my ignorance.  Happily, I’ll have that help, and for the low, low price of free.*  Being married to a college professor does have its perks.

I’ve switched gears and am working on a non-fiction project.  That I can do and do well.  My mornings now are spent meditating and journaling, producing rough content to be later honed and polished. Say a prayer for its success, will you?

*Plus books, security deposit, and some form of part-time day care – that is, almost free.

Sunday Biscuits

(And for those of you in the path of Hurricane Sandy – be safe!)

7 Quick Takes: The Vay-Cay Edition

1.  (I’ve set the timer for 20 minutes.  These will be, in reality, quick takes.)

2.  It’s good to be back!  My blogging vacation couldn’t have come any sooner and couldn’t have been planned for a better time.  We had been spending too much time at my new favorite office…

…and not enough time with the Famn Damily.

(Don’t worry, he’s drinking milk.  Only so much McDonald’s food one can stomach for the price of free wifi and a surrogate babysitter.)

3.  And, just to prove that we spent Quality Time™ together, I took pictures of something I normally do, do, do not do:

I don’t bake cookies.  Invariably they come out flat, overdone, and stuck to the cookie sheet.  But my mother-in-law’s claim that the secret ingredient to all good baking is love has been proven true.  We made these for fun and to spend time together, and they were the very best cookies I’ve ever made.

It also helps to follow the recipe exactly.  Just saying.

4.  (See, Grandma?  We made cookies.  For the cookie jar you mailed, all the way from Oregon. Aren’t you impressed?)

5. My sister-in-law decided to make an impromptu visit this past weekend to Casa Northern Ortiz:

I know she wants a picture, but, yo, I’m meditating here.

We did the Holland, Michigan tour – downtown, farmer’s market, Windmill Island, and, best of all, the VanRaalte Farm – best, because they have trails cut through a little woods with a little stream. I miss hiking.

6.  Want to see Ben’s Halloween costume?

You know you do:

It’s a toddler’s stocking hat. Put that with some brown clothing, little face paint, and voila! Brown Bear.

Yes, I’m that lazy parent.  But you have to admit, it’s better than going as Mark Sanchez for the second year in a row.  Have you seen the Jets play this year?

7.  (My timer just went off.  Need to wrap this up.)  I also spent this week working on giving my friend Colleen’s blog a face-lift. So fun to do!

Everything looks great except for a few Blogger-related glitches, including one that keeps changing the font face of the text of her posts.  Poor Colleen couldn’t figure out why it was doing it, and neither can I.  It’s fixable with a few extra steps each time she posts, and, well, that’s annoying for her, and annoying for me, the graphic designer extraordinaire, who’s inordinately attached to her creations looking. perfect. all. the. time.  Dang Blogger.

(In fact, her blog has a few strange quirks – the “comments” button won’t show up on the posts of her home page, even though I’ve set it to do so – this isn’t about the idiot sitting at the keyboard, I know what you’re thinking – and an old automatic template won’t go away, even though we’ve sent it packing.  Dang Blogger.)

On the plus side, my quest to make her a nice banner paid off in my discovering Xara Xtreme, an Open Source program that’s similar to Adobe Illustrator, but, being Open Source, free.  I have no idea if one can use it with Microsoft (I’m running Ubuntu), but those of you who love graphic design but have zero desire to pay Adobe prices, it’d be worth checking out.

And, speaking of graphic design, don’t be surprised if my own blog goes through several changes in the near future.  This is sort-of a placeholder.  I also reinstalled WP yesterday and need to finish adding my plugins, changing the widgets. etc. etc. etc.  I also need to fix the links on my Favorite Posts page to match the ones here.  Plenty to do, plenty to do.

Time to stop.  My babysitter will be here in 45 minutes.  Have a great Friday and a blessed weekend!

p.s. I love my new Keen boots.  Don’t you?

Nine Months Is a Long, Long Time…

…to go without a break.

I’ve been blogging solidly for nine months.  (I know!  I can hardly believe it myself!  But look at the archives!)

Miss Blog said to me the other day, “Look, Rhonda, I just moved into my new home, and it’s kind of a mess around here.  I need to unpack some more boxes and put things away.  Besides, I’m a little bit disoriented now going back to school soon, want to work on fiction instead, etc.  I need to get my head around what the heck I’m doing with my existence.  Do you think I could get a week to settle in and recover?”

“Sure,” I replied.  “You must be exhausted after your journey across the Internet.  And my wandering, uncertain manner of discernment must be of no help to you.”

“Thank you.” She sighed, relieved.  “Why don’t you go read something?  Or maybe work on that short story you started?”

North American Martyrs (Sacred Heart, Peoria, Illinois)

“Oh, good idea!  Did you know today is the feast of the North American martyrs?”

“No, I didn’t. Thinking of reading up on Canada again?”

“I was!  I found a book on the early Jesuits in the Canadian History section of the local library.  Perhaps The Boy and I will walk down today and check it out.”

“Make sure you return that poor excuse of a novel while you’re at it,” she said, wrinkling her nose.  “Poor tension, major personal problems tied up with a pretty bow in one clichéd conversation after another… you can do better than that.”

“Right-o.”

And so went the conversation.  I’m going to follow my blog’s good advice and take the week off.  See you soon!

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