A WRITERS CIRCLE OF GUILT

As I write this sentence I feel guilty because I should be working on my next novel, creating character profiles and expanding chapter one.

But I know if I shift to that project I will feel guilty because I should be researching events of spring 1928 that occurred in and around Hood Canal as well as Washington State, and America as well.

But if I shift to researching I will feel guilty as I must edit two chapters before sending to a prospective publisher, rewrite my query letter, and sent my email to them.

But if I do that I will feel guilty as I should do more social media, blogging, tweeting, liking your blogs, uploading new photos to Instagram, going to Pinterest, as well as other undiscovered sites where I can increase my guilt.

But if I to that I will feel guilt for not pulling weeds. If I put on my gardening gloves, grab my clippers and pullers, I will feel guilt before I hit the backyard because I hate pulling weeds.

Sometimes guilt is welcome. See above paragraph. So I put down my tools, pull off my gloves, happy to feel guilt (for once) and start the process all over again. As I write this I am currently in the social media phase. It is going to be in the 90’s today so the weeds can flourish.

That means skipping weed pulling to work on my next novel. But this is Sunday and I only do that Monday thru Friday. So that is out until tomorrow. I could research, but I must send that email to a prospective publisher, so more important to edit the two chapters and query letter.

Or, since it will be in the 90’s I could head to the beach where I can feel guilty about everything. That is a plan. A writer’s life is not easy.

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WARNING: Writers Eyes Only Should View These Links

If you notice the links below you will find information on Facebook ads, critique groups, stressed out writers, how to sell books, how not to sell books, 25 great writing tips, and blogging tips. This and much more you can find on Anne R. Allen’s blog with Ruth Harris. Having subscribed for years I can attest to the useful information I have gotten, some of which goes against common perceptions, but common perceptions are often wrong, which is another reason to follow their blog. It does not always agree with beliefs, too often regurgitated without anyone saying, “Hold on here. Does this really make sense?”

Facebook Ads that work

Disappearing Amazon reviews

Beware Groupthink-About choosing a critique group

Important for depressed, stressed and anxious writers

Speed Kills or Does it

How Do I Sell My Book

How Not To Sell Books

25 Must Read Tips

6 Tips for getting More Traffic to Your Blog

Blogging Authors, Ignore the Rules

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My Personal encounter with mysterious synchronicity

If you are unfamiliar with synchronicity it was explained by Carl Jung as “meaningful coincidences” if they occur with no causal relationship, yet seem to be meaningfully related.[1] Synchronicity is not the same as coincidence, as the phrase ‘meaningful coincidence’ gives synchronicity a near mysterious, magical, type of phenomenon.

To give a personal example, I was listening to a radio talk show about synchronicity in relation in quantum physics or something else I didn’t understand and less than a week later I had a synchronistic experience. This would be a coincidence.

What happened was I published a post on my Mariner blog about the DH. As happens when I write about sports, sometimes I can get carried away. I don’t like the DH and I went over the top a bit. A woman castigated me in the comments section. It was vicious, near troll like. Though part of her argument was incorrect her anger made me revisit what I wrote. Looking at some sentences and phrases through new eyes, I realized the writing should have been better. So I revised it, making it more palatable, less histrionic.

I felt bad, not for the personal attack by the woman, but the fact that my point, though I was trying for humor, came off Trumpesque, that being mean spirited without much thought behind what I was saying. I might be too hard on myself, then as now, and I could have left it as written, but I thought the writing was not what it should have been. So I felt awful for being sloppy in making a point.

The next day, still feeling like poodle doodle, there was an email in my inbox from a blog a subscribe to. It was a guest post about “How to Recover from  criticism (and how to eliminate it!). It explained what causes the urges that may have driven the woman to say what she said. And it is also something we can learn from.

The point is that the column came when I needed it, it was meangful, something beyond coincidence, and there was no casual relationship. A Christian would say it was the hand of God, but I will stick with synchronicity.