Second Draft

No two words are more dreaded to a writer than "second draft." It's not that doing a second draft is something I particularly avoid. It's downright necessary...and somewhat fun in that you start to see the story take on a life of it's own. But it's just so much work!

It took me years to get on board with the whole concept of second drafts (and subsequently third, fourth, fifth, etc). I snickered at High School teachers when they'd mention it. I also got away with not doing them in college for the most part. Sure, I proofread, but that's not the same thing. 

It was in a mandatory writing course at NYU that I really learned how to read a first draft and work on a second draft. The course was called Writing Workshop and every freshman (no matter the major) was forced to take it for both semesters Freshman year. It was dreaded by most, but being a writer, I actually enjoyed it. It was (and still is to this day) the only writing course I've ever taken. It taught me that writing wasn't just a stream of consciousness. It was a process with many layers.

These days, I'm pretty proficient at writing many drafts, but I still partially dread that second one. It's the one where you need to be most selective...contemplating every phrase, dissecting each line of dialogue, and adding detail, detail, detail all while you keep asking yourself if the overall story is flowing at the right pace.

Needless to say, I'm currently going through the process on the latest novel I've finished. I'm actually really enjoying the book, but I must admit it's exhausting going through it so painstakingly. It's no wonder I usually end up hating every book I write by the time the last draft is approved by the publisher...at least until the book comes out, then I usually love it. Time and distance is good like that.

Weekend Music Roundup (Sorrowful Soundtrack Edition)

I missed the weekend roundup this weekend. I was away, doing a children's book signing, so that's a pretty good excuse I think.

I did want to do this week's list a little different. Given the rough week I had last week, I spent most of it listening to sad music because I find sad songs to be comforting. So I put together a list of my favorite sad albums.

Elvis Perkins - Ash Wednesday: One of my favorite albums of all time, this one is tinged with sadness throughout.  "No one will survive, Ash Wednesday alive. No soldier, no lover, no father, no mother...not a lonely child." 

John Frusciante - Curtains: The last of the six albums John put out in 2004 and most definitely the saddest. He has a way of expressing the hurt of sorrow better than most. "There's so many careless angels responsible for me. They give me disease, They give me a pain in my neck to feed off me, saying pay us the cost and we'll be gone."

Jackson C. Frank - s/t: A folk album from my neck of the woods, made in the late '60's. It really has this lonely, gray day in the cold woods feeling. "The ghost of her, It floats over there. And the smile, the smile, It seems so lonely."  

Songs: Ohia - Didn't It Rain: Really any of Jason Molina's work would fit here, but this is the one I listened to this week. It's music that exists somewhere between here and the world where ghosts live. "When I die, put my bones in an empty street to remind me of how it used to be, Don't write my name on a stone, bring a Coleman lantern and a radio, Cleveland game and two fishing poles, And watch me from the shore." 

The Jayhawks - Tomorrow the Green Grass: This one isn't obviously sad like the rest, but it is so full of regret that in a sad mood, it's heart wrenching. "Didn't you feel so wise for awhile? Didn't you feel that your ship had arrived."

Bonnie 'Prince' Billy - I See A Darkness: As the title suggest, this album is heartbreaking through out. " And did you know how much I love you? Is there a hope that somehow you, You can save me from this darkness?" 

Guest Blog

I wrote a guest blog entry on fellow scribe Andrew Smith's pretty awesome blog "Ghost Medicine". He and I were talking about the subject of what's appropriate when it comes to sex in YA fiction when he asked me to write something.

He'll be having other authors presenting their thoughts on the subject all week, so be sure to check it. It's a very fascinating topic with LOTS of varying opinions, so it should be fun to see what writers have to say about it.

Still Sad

Sweet Dreams Doggie.

The Doggie

Suddenly and without warning, I lost my cat of 10 years last night. I was completely unprepared and it left me devastated. All evening, she'd been very happy, playful, and her usual snuggly self. She was lying on the sofa with us, purring, when suddenly she passed. 

Her name was Doggie. She had a lot of peculiar habits, and anyone who met her probably thought she was the most unfriendly cat in the world. That's because she hated everybody except me and my wife, and us she adored with abundant affection. 

She was my best friend and I'm going to miss her terribly. 

She loved to climb into closets and sleep amongst the towels. She was a trouble maker :)

Doggie was the best snooze buddy ever.

Presents were her favorite...mostly for the boxes, wrapping paper, and ribbon.

She loved to be held like a teddy bear. She often woke me up so that I would let her under the covers and under my arm. She'd settle in for hours, purring away as if she were electrical.

Doggie could be very aggressive. She was brutal with her toys...it wasn't her fault, she just got a little bit over anxious sometimes.

She had the best stink of any animal I've ever encountered. 

She loved her canned food, which she only got every so often. She would follow me around the kitchen, screaming for at me and face rubbing the cabinet where her "fish dish" was kept. She did that last night too...thankfully, I caved and gave it to her. It was her last meal.

Over the years, I made up a bunch of songs that I used to sing about my Doggie. Perhaps my favorite was sung to the tune of "Tomorrow" from Annie:

"The Doggie, The Doggie! We Love Her, Our Doggie!"

Wherever she is, I'm sure she's raising ruckus. 

I miss you puppy.

Weekend Music Roundup

I listened to a ton of new music this week, a lot of it really blew me away, some confused me and some left me feeling unsatisfied. There was definitely two weeks of material in the mix, so I'm saving some for next week after I have more time to study them. But here's a roundup of some of the more memorable ones of the week.

Hexlove - Pija z Bogiem: Ranging from lo-fi folk to break beat trance, to call this double album diverse is an understatement. During the listen, I went back and forth from thinking it sucked, to loving it. It was kind of like The Microphones Glow Pt. 2 album, only with electronica thrown in (and not nearly as amazing). There is definitely the potential here for this to become a favorite...it has good "grower" prospects.

  
Azita - How Will You: Unlike the above, this was a no doubter. From song 1, I was hooked on the swirling sunshine beauty of this album. I picked it up in the used bin without knowing anything about it, except that it was released on Drag City (a favorite label of mine since the late '90s). A lot like the Earlies, or the mellow Elephant 6 recordings...something like the Sunshine Fix. 

The Von Bondies - Love, Hate, and Then There's You: I've been a fan of these Detroit garage rockers since their first release and finally got to listen to the new album. Though it lacks the grit of the first album and the sonic punch of the second, it's a decent enough third album. But definitely pick up the older ones before this.

Portugal. The Man. - It's Complicated Being a Wizard: This Alaskan band's newest album (Censored Colors) was one of my Top 10 from last year, so now I'm making my way through the back catalog. This is the album prior to that one and at first it felt so different. The perfect song structure from the new album isn't there and it's a kind of long spiraling opera piece. It confused me at first...but upon the second listen, I was loving it. 

Chris Bathgate - a cork tale wake: An acoustic singer/songwriter album tinged with the gloominess of a cold north woods winter. I'm such a sucker for that kind of sadness.
Yuichiro Fujimoto - The Mountain Record: super minimalist instrumental folk album (like 3 notes every 30 seconds minimalist) but it works because of the other sounds on the album. You can hear the wind. You can hear far off children playing. It's the kind of record that sounds like you opened your window on a lazy summer day and the world was cued a perfect soundtrack.

Sibylle Baier - Colour Green: A traditional sounding acoustic folk album that never gets dull. Sibylle's voice is amazing, the kind that gets into the center of your bones. This is the kind of album I always wished Jolie Holland would make, but never does. 

King Creosote - KCrulesOK: A lot like like the previous entry Azita...some genre of sunshine indie sound. Great for the summer.

Paul Duncan - To An Ambient Hollywood: Moody lo-fi from Brooklynite Paul Duncan. I have his album from two years ago, this is an earlier one. Both are worthwhile if your into that lo-fi sound. 

The Immortal Lee County Killers - The Essential Fucked Up Blues!: Part of the garage revival of 2001, this is an album I missed. It's dirty and raw garage rock along the lines of the first Soledad Brothers album, though I think I liked this better. If your into garage, this is worth picking up...but it's not going to be anything you haven't heard before if you're schooled in the genre.

Fun Fan Mail

This week I received a nice surprise in the mail! The kids I read to in Florida sent me a HUGE envelope of thank you cards they'd made. They were all so creative (some were even pop-up). I decided to share a few of my favorites. 

The above one is great...the illustrated scene is a pop-up. It's such a great likeness to the CatKid on the cover of the Three's a Crowd book. And she signed it "your catkid friend".



Introducing: DogKid (notice the German Shepherd ears). I loved this card. I love how CatKid became her favorite series after only 3 chapters :) 

This is one's a classic for obvious reasons.

The lightning, the fishing pole...genius.

Gotta love the S.S.S. Thank You. Another pop-up card, the whole ship stood up. 

These kind of things are one of the best parts about writing for kids. I love seeing how the books really take off in their imagination. Sometimes as I'm reading to them, it may seem like they're not paying attention, but then there's details in the cards that prove they were paying very close attention.

I've always said that I don't care if my books are bestsellers, just as long as the kids who read them, really enjoy them. That's why the package I got in the mail this week was such a nice surprise. It made my day :)