
Monthly Archives: May 2012
Writing to a Deadline Part 14: Publisher response
Holy cow!
I submitted my manuscript at 11:30 PM last night, and when I got home from work, there was a response that hit may mailbox at Noon!!!
Okay. Deep breath. Open the email.
“The revision was great. You did a fine job incorporating our feedback and adjusting the story to a simpler, more defined and well written product.”
Woa… hold on. This is my first submission to a publisher. Aren’t they supposed to belittle me and tear me to bits? Did a publisher just call my work “great”? Did a publisher just call my story “well written”?
Last words are “We’ll be in touch soon regarding final selections.”
Okay… we are back in “wait” mode. I can deal with that. I am just so tickled that I might actually be actually in the running—I can’t stand it.
I find a stream of emails from my writing buddy. She’s been having an email conversation with the publisher all day. They wanted more revisions done to hers. They want to know if she’d be willing to revise further, to some pretty stringent specifications.
My heart sinks. They went back and forth with her several times. Someone there likes her submission enough that they want it really polished. What does that mean for mine? Was mine a form email that everyone gets?
They told her that they have eight submissions that they are currently considering, and only 5 slots in the anthology.
Am I one of the eight? She obviously is.
I hop over to Scribophile, and another girl in my Scrib Group got a response that they liked her changes as well, and they were waiting to make a decision… The wording she used in her post made it sound like her response was almost word for word identical to mine.
What does that mean? Did we both get the generic “nice” response? Is that a bad thing, or are we both in the top eight?
Your mind goes crazy. I swear.
I know, I know, there is not a dern thing I can do but wait… and have a few quiet conversations with the Guy Upstairs.
I put a heck of a lot of work into this over the last month.
At first, it was just a challenge to myself.
Now, it’s something I want so bad I can taste it.
Deep breath… and the wait begins. Again.
Don’t Stay Up Too Late: A Public Service Announcement
Ugh. I feel like poop.
I had this policy that sleep was optional if there was not enough time in the day to do what was necessary to finish this manuscript on time.
Trust me. Sleep is not optional.
I highly recommend that NO ONE stay up until 2:30 in the morning three days in a row.
It’s just not healthy.
I feel like I am walking around in a bubble, like there is a hum all around me. Is there a force field around the house? ERGH I feel weird. My ears are ringing.
Believe me; I could not get a straight thought out right now even if I wanted to. There’s no way I could write another line or read another word of this manuscript.
My Mom always said to get enough sleep. I always tell my kids to get enough sleep. I didn’t follow my own advice, and here I am.
When writing to a deadline, remember to schedule in time for sleep.
Going to bed now.
Posted in General Writing Tips
Tagged author, edit, Facebook, Manuscript, Protagonist, publish, Sleep, sleep depravation, tired, United States, writing
How do you feel about your Facebook page?
I admit, I am behind the times. Facebook is not my friend.
I cannot use my knowledge of HTML to make it do what I want. I can’t make it be what I want it to be.
Yes, I have a Facebook page. No, I don’t really take care of it, and it shows. As a yet to be published author, I have nothing definitive to promote, other than www.jennifermeaton.com, which I think I do reasonably well. (Proof is in the pudding… you’re reading this, aren’t cha?)
I’m just not really sold on Facebook’s value.
Why do I bring this up?
When I recently submitted my manuscript to a publisher, they asked a lot of questions relating to my “marketing value/expertise”. One of them was the link to my Facebook page. Ugh.
It was required, so of course I gave it to them, but this is the one part of my submission that I am not proud of.
Here is my pitiful Facebook page Author page – interactive page
Does anyone have a Facebook page that I can copy they are proud of? I’d love to see it. Mine is sorely lacking.
Posted in General Writing Tips, Marketing Madness
Tagged author, Facebook, Facebook features, HTML, Online Communities, social networking, Twitter
What stupid writing error did your Beta point out this week? Beam me up, Scotty!
You need to find a balance. Really, you do.
While working on my “Writing to a Deadline” piece, I was trying very hard in the first draft not to make any of the mistakes I made in my larger manuscript.
I may have over done it, though.
In trying to make sure that my characters don’t “step” too much, and after hearing feedback from a beta that said “we don’t have to know about every move”—Now at times, my characters don’t move at all.
A new beta pointed out that my characters magically disappear from one spot, and appear in another, with no explanation whatsoever. Well, obviously they walked. (There are no Star Trek transporters in my current WIP)
The problem is, I tried to write this story in a way that inferred that they walked… but it didn’t always work.
Now back to editing, and make sure to make them move without stepping around a lot.
Ugh.
Posted in General Writing Tips, Uncategorized
Tagged Beam me up Scotty, beta reader, critique, critiquing, editing, Science fiction, StarTrek, WIP, writing, writing partner
The Monomaniacle Middle Grade Reviewer Jumps into Percy Jackson
Sorry, he has been such a big hit I couldn’t resist giving him his own logo.
So, without further ado, I give you the Monomaniacal Middle Grade Reviewer with his take on Lightening Thief
Take it away Dude!
I’m going to Hell. (A character Study)
As an author, I like to study people who are very different from me. I try to figure them out… what makes them tick… why do they do the things they do? Why do they think like they do?
I started pondering this last week when I wrote the last lines of my “Book Banning” article, and asked you guys not to bash any of the groups (probably religious groups) for not liking the books on the list. I was thinking over why it was so important to me to make sure that no one singled out a religion.

Several years ago, I found out that I’m going to Hell. Someone who is unfortunately bound to me by marriage informed me of this. Kind of makes things awkward during Thanksgiving dinner.
Hmmm… Didn’t the Pilgrims come to America to avoid religious persecution?
Let’s think about that…
Until I met this guy, I was the most religious person I knew. My friends and co-workers knew this. They always apologized when they cursed in front of me (jokingly) and many asked me to pray for them if they were in need. No problem for me. I’m happy to do it. God and I are pretty tight.
But now, apparently, I am going to Hell—so, I asked this guy “why”. What do you believe in that I don’t? Through discussion, I found out that we both believe EXACTLY the same thing. So, why am I going to Hell?
Because I do not worship in the same church he does. And apparently, everyone but his church is going to Hell.
I hope Hell is a pretty big place.
Unfortunately for me, this snowballed. I moved. Now I find myself in an environment where almost EVERYONE around me believes this, and they openly condemn my religion. Holy cow! Talk about the “Don’t know don’t tell” policy. I’ve learned to live with this, though. Rather than “coming out” and putting my head on a block for being “that religion” I just keep my mouth shut. (Yeah, sounds meek, but it’s just not something I want to deal with. It’s personal. Politics and religion – keep it to yourself.)
What really bought this to my boiling point, was a recent dinner I had with a bunch friends. Out of the blue, they started bashing my religion. It was mild, and none of them said I was going to Hell, but it shocked me.
These people didn’t even think to ask if anyone was of that religion before they started bashing.
Now, I could have answered all their questions, and set them straight. In retrospect, I probably should have— but in an eight-on-one situation, self-preservation instinct took over. I kept my mouth shut, and just “observed”.
From a character study perspective, I try to understand how people like this can think of themselves as so much better than anyone else. How can they quote scripture, while going against scripture at the same time? I’d love to really get inside one of these people’s heads just to “understand.”
Any one of them would make a great character in a novel. Talk about adding tension! The problem is without completely understanding how these people are wired, I am not sure I could do them justice without making them seem like…. Ummmm… Well… let’s just say without letting my personal opinion of their outlook slipping in.
Creating a monomaniacal villain is easy. They are a little tainted in the head. That’s accepted. But these people are “normal”, but really contradictory.
How do I create a character that thinks they are humble, preaches how humble they are, but actually has the worst case of a superiority complex I can think of? Hmmmm. Tough one.
I wonder though…. I hope I’m not the one with the superiority complex because I don’t think everyone in the world is going to Hell.
Since I am in the minority now, maybe I need to do a character study on myself? Maybe I can ask the Little Blue lady from Mars to help me.
Flash Fiction Friday on Tuesday – Calm after the storm
Set the timer for five minutes. Ummm… Rain… Go!
The unyielding drumming of rain on the skylights rattles the room. The lamps cannot even penetrate the dismal dread of the storm. Clouds swirl and billow overhead, while lightning demands attention as it crackles through the sky.
Stop.
Silence.
The eye of the storm.
The wary stand, and open their doors. The porches damp, the yards flooded.
The clouds break overhead.
Sunlight?
Beyond the trees, a glow of cheer appears. A giant bow of color reaching across the sky.
I smile, and raise my eyes to the sun. Dread falls from my soul. Banished. Life starts anew.
Okay… that was a little weird. For a minute I think I was writing poetry. I never know what’s going to shoot out of my fingers when I set that timer.















