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Allyson Lindt has been telling stories since before she could put the words on paper. She loves a sexy happily ever after and helping fictional couples find their futures together.

Loralie Hall is a cubicle dwelling drone who writes as other people in her spare time. Her life-long goal is to be the devil on the shoulder of the person who rules the world.

TLIF - A Drama Queen

AKA - I'm a writer, so I have an excuse.

This morning was a horrible and tragic morning for me. The kind of morning where even the sugar-free, vanilla-raspberry, iced coffee couldn't make the world a better place. I sobbed, and the tears splattered my keyboard, and I was grateful that I get into the office early so my coworkers couldn't witness this shameful display of sorrow.

It all started when I plugged my USB drive into my computer. This is the USB drive that has everything important on it. My tax information, my query spreadsheet. My Writing. All of it. The last two years worth of work.

And normally, I plug in my best-plastic-friend, and Windows asks me if I want to examine the files on the drive. Except this morning, it didn't. Instead it told me the drive was empty and I needed to format it if I wanted to use it.

!!! *sob* Not my writing! NOOO! What am I going to do? My life is over? How can I ever go on? Do I have any copies anywhere I can recover? I've sent drafts to readers lately, along with notes of the changes I wanted to make. Can I recover the last week's worth of work from that? Do I need to recover more than that? How will I recreate my query list? How long will I spend sifting through my sent mail to figure that out?

I was so distraught that I posted a very brief (<140 characters) version of the above on Twitter and Facebook so the world could mourn with me. Poor, poor me. And then someone did the unthinkable. They asked me if I got the problem resolved.

*sigh*

So here's what actually happened. I plugged the drive in, Windows said it was blank and needed to be formatted, and I said "huh, that kinda sucks. Well, at least I backed all my writing up last night like I almost always do so I didn't lose anything." And then I unplugged the drive and plugged it back in and it worked fine.

Really, the trauma lasted all of about no seconds, and it took me less than a minute to figure out it was even less impressive than that.

But there's no story in that.

And I'm a story teller.

So it made me wonder, should I come with a disclaimer? I ask this because I will occasinally get a message from a friend, or be talking to a coworker, and they'll say 'how are you' (and mean it as opposed to just passing off the obligatory greeting), and I'll say something like "I've been better, but I have so much to do today and I don't know how I'll ever survive and when will I even have time to breathe? And OMG! If that guy in architectural design says one more thing to me while I have this headache, I might just scream!"

And apparently when most people say this, they mean it. I think in my case (though I'm not certain), the writer in me just likes to inject a little melodrama into my own world.

Because if someone says to me 'how are you today?' and I say "I have a lot to do, but I've got a list and a good handle on it so it's no big deal."

Where's the fun in that? Why would they ask me again tomorrow if there was no story there?

I think I'm going to have to go ponder the psychological implications of this a little further.

Do you ever enahnce stories of your own every-day to garner an audience? Do you do it consciously or is it something that just happens?

What I've Done (aka-querying, patience, and revisions)

What I've Done - Linkin Park. Youtube won't let me embed this video, so I'm linking to it instead. It's not actually related to my post at all, except that I love this song, so I'm sharing.

(Some of you have heard parts of this before, but I have to put it all in one place. Also, I apologize in advance for the long post).

A year ago I had a novel I'd written. I'd revised it a few times, and I'd even queried it, and nothing. Not a single nibble. I decided I would tear it apart and rewrite it. I did. I cut out more than half of what was there and replaced it with all new and improved story.

I swore that it would be the last time I did such a big revision on that story. I loved it. I adored it. But it was devouring my writing time and consuming my soul.

So I rewrote it, and I queried it again. And nothing. Not a single nibble. Actually, that's not true. I pitched it at a writers' conference, and the very awesome agent requested a partial. So I squeed and I sent her the first 30 pages. And a little later got a note back that more or less said 'this is a fascinating concept, but I just didn't fall in love with it.'

*sigh*. So in January, I shelved the novel. I stuck it in a drawer and said "I'm done with you. I love you, but it's time I concentrated my writing energy on other things." Those other things were two novels I wrote last November for NaNoWriMo. They were also two stories I'd been wanting to write for a very long time. Which may be the only reason I managed both of them in a month.

In January I pulled them both back out. I did some hard core trimming on one. I cut it from 75k words down to 40k. I polished it until it shone, and it now sits in the slushpile of three ebook publishers who have strong romance markets and don't mind novellas. It sits, and it hopes to be noticed.

The other was kind of a sequel to the book I had shelved. Except that the two timelines were concurrent. I sent it to my awesome and amazing alpha reader (who I've just now decided to call that, because she reads my stuff as I write and always has the most encouraging feedback and like my other CP's is brilliant to bounce ideas off). She said something along the lines of 'would you consider combining these two stories?'

This is where things get kind of muddled, but I'll try and make it make sense. There was a lot of appeal in that idea. It meant I could have an excuse to ressurect that shelved story I swore I'd never touch again. It meant I could requery it, because now I'd have two POV characters, and I could just spin it as the new guy's story. It meant I didn't have to worry about word count(because I always have to worry about word count and now I could take two stories I struggled to make 75k words each, and turn them into a single 100k word story without a problem).

So I merged the two stories, and made them into one massive, epic story. And it was epic. Kind of like this blog post is becoming.

And then I disovered some of the flaws with merging two stories, regardless of how intricately intertwinted their storylines were to begin with. Some of the basic issues I ran into:
  • Pacing was obliterated. That first 1/3 or so of the story that is meant to be Act 1? became the first 1/2 or so because I merged two openings/character introductions
  • There were two main characters. Duh, right? Except they had two separate plots and arcs and storylines that only occasionally intersected.
  • There were two climaxes to the story. Because her story ended and then his did.
  • This was never actually the second character's story.

The last one is what this whole revelation is all about. Because I had queried so many times with the old story, I figured I had worn out my welcome with the old character's query and opening chapter. So the new character got to open the story and be the focus of the query.

That way no one would notice it was the same story, right?

Except everyone who read it suggested I put the old first chapter back. And I said "I can't. Agents have read that. They didn't like it."

I assume. No one ever actually told me that.

And then someone finished the entire story. The whole new beast. And she sent me some fantastic feedback. (and then someone else finished too, and sent me more brilliant feedback, and I swooned).

But one of the big things she said that really stuck with me was (I'm paraphrasing) that it didn't matter how I tried to spin it, this wasn't the second character's story, it was still the original character's story. And she'd never read the original. She had no knowledge of what she was getting into when I handed her the epic monstrosity.

It only took me 4 years, but I finally figured out what the story actually needed. I'm just hoping I've learned something from this experience, and none of my other stories drag out that long. It's looking promising so far.

This entire experience has taught me a lot of things. Some of them are standard stuff that most of us in the query trenches hear all the time, but it's really been driven home now, and others just have to do with the craft of writing in general, or at least how I approach it.

  1. Don't query before you're ready. Don't try and convince yourself that you only have a few more edits, when you know you may have months of revisions ahead of you. I've resigned myself to the fact I can't query agents who have already seen this in its previous unpolished forms. That's not a short list.


  2. If the main plot can't be summarized, it may be too complex. Give it a try. Can you name your antagonist, protagonist, goal, motivation, conflict and stakes just like that? As in: Ronnie is an angel hearing voices, and one of them wants control of her body. If she can't figure out why the haunting voice is there and how to get rid of it, she'll spend the rest of eternity in the back of her head watching someone else use her to destroy Elysium and Earth. (I wrote that in about thirty seconds. Until a week ago, I'd never been able to pick out those distinct elements with this story. Also, until I wrote that just now, I would have told anyone who asked that Loki was my antagonist...turns out he's not.)


  3. I'm too stubborn for my own good and don't know when to walk away. But in my defense, I've written another novel this year and plotted a third, and they're next on my list for writing and revisions and I don't plan on either of them taking even a year, let alone four.


  4. There's always a solution. The question is - are you willing to do what it takes to implement it, and is it worth it?

So that's the thing to ponder for the day. Can you step back enough to see what the real solution is, are you willing to do what it takes to implment it, and is it worth it?

 
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