We are wonderful, girls who write :)
Date a girl who writes.
Date a girl who may never wear completely clean clothes, because of coffee stains and ink spills. She’ll have many problems with her closet space, and her laptop is never boring because there are so many words, so many worlds that she’s cluttered amidst the space. Tabs open filled with obscure and popular music. Interesting factoids about Catherine the Great, and the immortality of jellyfish. Laugh it off when she tells you that she forgot to clean her room, that her clothes are lost among the binders so it’ll take her longer to get ready, that her shoes hidden under the mountain of broken Bic pens and the refurbished laptop that she’s saved for ever since she was twelve.
Kiss her under the lamppost, when it’s raining. Tell her your definition of love.
Find a girl who writes. You’ll know that she has a sense of humor, a sense of empathy and kindness, and that she will dream up worlds, universes for you. She’s the one with the faintest of shadows underneath her eyelids, the one who smells of coffee and Coca-cola and jasmine green tea. You see that girl hunched over a notebook. That’s the writer. With her fingers occasionally smudged with charcoal, with ink that will travel onto your hands when you interlock your fingers with her’s. She will never stop, churning out adventures, of traitors and heroes. Darkness and light. Fear and love. That’s the writer. She can never resist filling a blank page with words, whatever the color of the page is.
She’s the girl reading while waiting for her coffee and tea. She’s the quiet girl with her music turned up loud (or impossibly quiet), separating the two of you by an ocean of crescendos and decrescendos as she’s thinking of the perfect words. If you take a peek at her cup, the tea or coffee’s already cold. She’s already forgotten it.
Use a pick-up line with her if she doesn’t look to busy.
If she raises her head, offer to buy her another cup of coffee. Or of tea. She’ll repay you with stories. If she closes her laptop, give her your critique of Tolstoy, and your best theories of Hannibal and the Crossing. Tell her your characters, your dreams, and ask if she gotten through her first novel.
It is hard to date a girl who writes. But be patient with her. Give her books for her birthday, pretty notebooks for Christmas and for anniversaries, moleskins and bookmarks and many, many books. Give her the gift of words, for writers are talkative people, and they are verbose in their thanks. Let her know that you’re behind her every step of the way, for the lines between fiction and reality are fluid.
She’ll give you a chance.
Don’t lie to her. She’ll understand the syntax behind your words. She’ll be disappointed by your lies, but a girl who writes will understand. She’ll understand that sometimes even the greatest heroes fail, and that happy endings take time, both in fiction and reality. She’s realistic. A girl who writes isn’t impatient; she will understand your flaws. She will cherish them, because a girl who writes will understand plot. She’ll understand that endings happen for better or for worst.
A girl who writes will not expect perfection from you. Her narratives are rich, her characters are multifaceted because of interesting flaws. She’ll understand that a good book does not have perfect characters; villains and tragic flaws are the salt of books. She’ll understand trouble, because it spices up her story. No author wants an invincible hero; the girl who writes will understand that you are only human.
Be her compatriot, be her darling, her love, her dream, her world.
If you find a girl who writes, keep her close. If you find her at two AM, typing furiously, the neon gaze of the light illuminating her furrowed forehead, place a blanket gently on her so that she does not catch a chill. Make her a pot of tea, and sit with her. You may lose her to her world for a few moments, but she will come back to you, brimming with treasure. You will believe in her every single time, the two of you illuminated only by the computer screen, but invincible in the darkness.
She is your Shahrazad. When you are afraid of the dark, she will guide you, her words turning into lanterns, turning into lights and stars and candles that will guide you through your darkest times. She’ll be the one to save you.
She’ll whisk you away on a hot air balloon, and you will be smitten with her. She’s mischievous, frisky, yet she’s quiet and when she has to kill off a lovely character, when she cries, hold her and tell her that it will be alright.
You will propose to her. Maybe on a boat in the ocean, maybe in a little cottage in the Appalachian Mountains. Maybe in New York City. Maybe Chicago. Baltimore. Maybe outside her publisher’s office. Because she’s radiant, wherever she goes. Maybe even outside of a cinema where the two of you kiss in the rain. She’ll say that it is overused and clichéd, but the glint in her eyes will tell you that she appreciates it all the same.
You will smile hard as she talks a mile a second, and your heart will skip a beat when she holds your hand and she will write stories of your lives together. She’ll hold you close and whisper secrets into your ears. She’s lovely, remember that. She’s self made and she’s brilliant. Her names for the children might be terrible, but you’ll be okay with that. A girl who writes will tell your children fantastical stories.
Because that is the best part about a girl who writes. She has imagination and she has courage, and it will be enough. She’ll save you in the oceans of her dreams, and she’ll be your catharsis and your 11:11. She’ll be your firebird and she’ll be your knight, and she’ll become your world, in the curve of her smile, in the hazel of her eye the half-dimple on her face, the words that are pouring out of her, a torrent, a wave, a crescendo - so many sensations that you will be left breathless by a girl who writes.
Maybe she’s not the best at grammar, but that is okay.
Date a girl who writes because you deserve it. She’s witty, she’s empathetic, enigmatic at times and she’s lovely. She’s got the most colorful life. She may be living in NYC or she may be living in a small cottage. Date a girl who writes because a girl who writes reads.
A girl who writes will understand reality. She’ll be infuriating at times, and maybe sometimes you will hate her. Sometimes she will hate you too. But a girl who writes understands human nature, and she will understand that you are weak. She will not leave on the Midnight Train the first moment that things go sour. She will understand that real life isn’t like a story, because while she works in stories, she lives in reality.
Date a girl who writes.
Because there is nothing better then a girl who writes.
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How To Tell If A Toy Is For Boys or Girls
Time to remind people…
(Need to remind people from http://scidoll.com/an-open-letter-to-tesco/)
Procrastination is good for you: Shade short story just released! -
I heart the Shade series & Jeri’s writing in general. Bridge is one of the most unique and amazing short stories she’s written. Get it out now!
‘Bridge” is out at last, now on Kindle for 99 cents!
AND…if you order “Bridge” by the end of the day Thursday (Eastern time) and forward your receipt to Melissa AT jerismithready.com, I’ll send you an exclusive “Bridge” trading card signed by me and “Logan.” (International, too!)
wheel in the dark: Moving Worries, Big and Small (Now in handy list format!) -
For the most part, I am excited about moving. As I said in my last post, Seattle is the city of my heart, aside from finding and marrying my partner, I can’t think of a much better thing that finding and moving to my heart city. But I am also a worrywart. A big one….
I love you Rachael!
At three in the morning yesterday… err, today, I sent off a draft of my latest YA novel to my agent. We’ll call it The Grief Book for now since that is how I operate—no real titles, just vague descriptions—when talking about book that are not yet published in public. It’s a contemporary YA about girl who’s lost her older brother, and while not really coping with that, ends up in an emotionally abusive relationship. I’ve been working on it since August. I’ve been completely immersed in getting it finished for the past couple weeks. It’s been practically all I thought about, so I almost don’t know what to do with myself now. I’m still just living it, in my head, and especially, as usual through music.
For a long time I couldn’t write while listening to music. I would create playlists of songs that reminded me of the story that I would listen when do everything but writing to keep me inspired, but while I was typing, especially drafting, my office remained silent. That started to change last year with the (abandoned for now, but being rethought) Modern Myth YA, and when I started working on The Grief Book, I realized I needed a certain sound and I needed it on repeat while working. Those bands have shifted and changed from the beginning to the end (because you do get sick of listening to the same thing day in and day out, no matter how much you love it) and my playlist for this book is a couple of scattered songs mixed with full albums and sometimes entire catalogs of certain bands. There’s over a hundred songs on it…. and I still think I listened to it at least twice yesterday.
Anyway since that music still feels like MY SOUL right now because this book is still MY SOUL, I thought I’d share some of it via this YouTube playlist.
It’s pretty much in the order that I discovered that I needed the songs/bands as my muse. The two Hole songs have been with me since I started this project and so has the Dinosaur Jr. song. They were the first band I was inspired to listen to over and over again while writing. Green Mind, Where You Been, and Without a Sound are all on the playlist in full.
I added Farewell Continental to my list of inspirations pretty early on, too, and “New Tile Floor” especially speaks to the story/characters. The Wheels are a local band whose whole EP is on my playlist, but “Front Porch” is the song I listen to most. I have a character named Riley and one named Justin and the songs with their names in suit them or their story arc in a way. The first Sunny Day Real Estate album is on the playlist mostly in full, but “In Circles,” is totally a theme song. “Reach for the Sky” and “Blackbird” both figure into the story directly. “Try” could be a theme song for my main character, Meredith, and “What Sarah Said” pretty much sums up the worst day of her life, and “One Last Time” by Veruca Salt (which I sadly couldn’t find a full version of on YouTube) is telling of her relationship. As for “Say Hello to Heaven,” well, it is The Grief Book.
In terms of the other bands whose albums appear in full on my personal playlist, when I needed to go beyond Dinosaur Jr., I turned to Hum, a favorite from my high school years, whose music and lyrics work as well as Dinosaur setting the mood for this story. The Soulsavers were my biggest discovery during the writing of this book. My friend Jenny introduced me to them at the end of January and I pretty much listened to their albums “Broken” and “It’s Not How Far You Fall, It’s How You Land” on repeat for the past two months while shaping the last part of the book. When I needed a break from that, and was craving a female voice, I realized Mazzy Star was perfect.
So there it is, the new book in songs.
And now to take a week or two off while my agent reads it. Well, now to TRY to take a week off from it mentally.
"And another thing...": There are no three-way mirrors in Hollywood. -
Last night was Hollywood’s annual orgy of self-congratulation previously known as The Academy Awards but now rebranded as the fewer-characters-on-Twitter, Oscars. I tuned in to watch (and snark) as has been my wont since I was old enough to say, “No Best Picture for Bugsy Malone? It totally…
Rookie: Official Rookie Road Trip Line-Up -
See ya for ‘zine making on Friday in Chicago!
Hiya, Rookies! Behold, below, our meet-ups schedule & list of locations for the Rookie Road Trip.
JUNE 25, 4 PM - BROOKLYN, NY
Supercute! will play some music, Babycakes will provide all sorts of sweets, a few Rookie writers will read one of their pieces out loud, all of us will dance,…
Oh Tumblr how I neglect you! Sorry abt that. Okay here is something small worth sharing.
I’m working on a very intense scene (my favorite kind!) and here are the 8 songs I’ve had on repeat while working on it:
"Surrender" by Digital Daggers
"You Don’t Know What It’s Like" by Econoline Crush
"Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle" by Nirvana
"Jennifer’s Body" by Hole
"Coral Fang" by The Distillers
"Firefly" by Heavens to Betsy
"Keep The Streets Empty For Me" by Fever Ray
"After The Flesh" by My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult
Watch it on YouTube here if you like.
Day four of writing retreat I have finally rediscovered how I work.
Apparently at least for this book, I have to write in circles until I get the general sense of how it is supposed to unfold. This also includes emailing/desperately calling critique partners until one of them points out something very obvious about my character that resolves what was bugging me about how the book began. Then I no longer have to sit and plot instead of writing.
Same critique partner provides me with new music that helps me round out my playlist for the book. (I had the angry girl punk, but desperately needed some dark electronica/industrial/gothy stuff and I have been out of that scene for like 10 years)
Then I rediscover how I do the actual writing, which as I figured does not have to do with actual counting of words or even writing for specific blocks of time. I have a METHOD wherein I read over and tweak what was already written. The tweaks make me feel good and help sustain production of new actual good words. Eventually energy fades and I write crap, BUT I DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT because I will go back to it in the morning, polish and then move on. OMG it is so simple. It is probably what a lot of people do. I know now that it is what I do, but seriously the past year or so has been so rough, plus I’ve been doing either revisions or this figuring out of new idea/choosing of new idea or so long that I FORGOT.
Sadly I only have two days of retreat left to put this into practice, but hey it’s something. Plus I got to see desert for the first time, weeee!!!!