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Lie–Cheat–Steal: An Outlaw’s Guide to #NaNoWriMo

Follow the adventures of Writers & Books staff member Tristan Tomaselli as he dives into National Novel Writing Month:

November is National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. It’s a masochistic, tortuous, anxiety fueled, death-race, pitting you against your imagination. It’s worse than a text ending with an ellipsis. The concept is simple enough, but how do you go about doing it? That’s what this blog-series will document: my attempt to hurl 35,000 words onto the wall to see what sticks.

November 1st – 4th, 2018

Day 1–Word Count: 0/35,000

Why did I say I would do this again? Like all blunders committed by humankind, it began with one well-meaning step, followed by another. Identify where it spills into calamity, just try. May as well pinpoint where on the road you fell asleep at the wheel.

 

Right. Let’s get down to it. If you haven’t had a chance to meet me behind the front desk of Writers & Books, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Tristan Tomaselli, and I claim to be a writer–claim. I seem to be ever chasing some brand of legitimacy, a place where I feel like I can say “I’m a writer” and mean it. I thought my BA in Creative Writing would do it. Wrong. Maybe a job in my field? Nope. Maybe teaching my first workshop? That’s a negatory good buddy. “Well…” I said to the dog one day while feeling guilty about playing video games, “It’s almost November.”

 

Two bravado-fueled tweets later, here I am.

 

Okay, we’ve introduced the protagonist, and given some cleverly embedded exposition about the central conflict, but they’re a little thin in the depth department. Lets round them out a little.

 

When it comes to form and craft, I like fragments, non-conventions, neologisms, the erratic and the dis-familiar. Sci-Fi and Postmodernism is where I feel the warmest. I’ve yet to complete a novel, though like many of us, I have a collection of mutant babies growing superfluous limbs that I call works in progress.

 

This is dragging a little. Let’s move the ring closer to Mordor already.

 

Day 4–word count: 23/35,000

 

So far I’ve pinned down a concept, drafted an outline, and written an opening line I’m happy with–for now. That’s the key to this: done is better than perfect. Yet I’m already falling behind. Advice for next year: have an outline ready by the 1st. It’s good to have a plan and a firm opening move, but it’s time to uptick that word count into the realm of the reasonable. That’s why I advocate for an outline in this process. There’s not much time to ponder the results of infinite outcomes. Solution: steal. No really, writers do it all the time. I took a chapter from factual history, broke it down into bullet points, then crammed in my own setting and characters. I don’t have to mimic historical figures, just move the plot to the same beats. George R.R. Martin took the War of the Roses (1455-1485) and came up with a rough plot for A Song of Fire and Ice, why can’t you?

 

This probably won’t be the first time I lie, cheat, or steal on this journey. Just remember: there’s a difference between absconding with a framework and plagiarism. You can Bonnie & Clyde your way through #NaNoWriMo all you want. Is there any other way?

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“Not Less, But More” by Reyna Grande

Reyna Grande

 

 

When Hispanic Heritage Month began, Trump hosted a celebration where he praised the Latino community for our contributions to the U.S. In his speech, he proclaimed that Hispanics “inspire the nation,” that we “make our country flourish and prosper.” I wasn’t fooled by Trump’s empty rhetoric and didn’t join in on his fiesta.

I know how he celebrates my community.

To give us a taste of what he’d planned for his Hispanic Heritage Month celebration, he created a “denaturalization task force” to hunt down naturalized American citizens who allegedly lied on their applications and strip them of their citizenship. Then, he began denying passports to Latino Americans born near the southern border and accused them of using fraudulent birth certificates. Six days before his speech, he carried out the expansion of the tent city in Tornillo, Texas, so it could hold up to 3,600 unaccompanied minors.

While his fiesta at the White House was underway, and he was giving his speech about how incredible the Latino community is, hundreds of Latino children in shelters across the country were being quietly transported on buses to the tent city where they will remain in an indefinite period of detention in a place unregulated by child welfare authorities. There, in the middle of a barren desert, sleeping in bunks with little access to education, legal services, or the love of their families, these children will be forced to endure even more trauma.

If that wasn’t enough celebration, five days after Trump’s speech, his administration announced a new rule that would shame and punish immigrant families by denying legal immigrants a green card if they have ever received government assistance or were likely to do so in the future.

Shame and punishment is what Trump is serving during this Hispanic Heritage Month. His current policies have revived painful memories of the times I’ve been shamed and punished for being an immigrant. Luckily for me, I’ve also met people along the way who knew the true meaning of “celebration.”

The shame began at the first school I enrolled in after crossing the border. When I first arrived in Los Angeles as an undocumented immigrant, I spoke no English. Upon discovering this, my fifth-grade teacher pointed to the table in the farthest corner of her classroom and sent me there. For the rest of the year, I sat there, silent, as the shame of her neglect took root: the shame of being a Mexican, a border-crosser, a Spanish speaker.

When I wrote a story for a school competition in the only language I knew, my teacher put my story in the reject pile without a second glance, and in doing so rejected me, rejected who I was. “This is a country where we speak English, not Spanish,” Trump once said in an interview. He was giving voice to the message my teacher had given me long ago.

Despite working hard to adjust to an English-speaking American world, the reward for my effort was even more shame. I couldn’t explain why I wasn’t in the books I read at school or borrowed from the public library. Blonde-haired and blue-eyed girls were on the covers of the books I devoured, like Sweet Valley High and The Babysitters Club, which gave me unexpected access to white, middle-class America. Reading about an American life that could never be mine and characters who I could never be like, I felt more inadequate than ever. This is what I do not have. This is who I am not. This is who I will never be.

By the time I arrived at Pasadena City College, I had little desire to celebrate anything about my Latino identity. And if it hadn’t been for my English professor, Diana Savas, I might have lost it completely. Diana taught me to celebrate my Latino identity by introducing me to the works of writers I could relate to: Helena María Viramontes, Sandra Cisneros, Isabel Allende, Julia Alvarez, authors who wrote books with characters who looked like me and lived in the same world I lived in. I finally felt visible. Diana encouraged me to pursue a career in writing and honor my community by telling our stories.

I transferred to the University of California, Santa Cruz to pursue a degree in creative writing. I was usually the only Latina in my writing classes. The stories I submitted to my fiction teacher were about a world—an experience—neither she nor my classmates knew anything about.

“You have a wild imagination,” my teacher would say of my autobiographical stories of Mexican poverty, immigration, and broken homes. I wanted to tell her that her job was to critique my craft, not my cultural experiences, but my shame kept me silent.

That same term, I took Chicano literature with professor Marta Navarro, who read my work and taught me that my immigrant experience wasn’t something to be ashamed of. “You are now bilingual, bicultural, and binational,” she said. “You are not less. You are more.” She made me see that being an immigrant had transformed me into twice the girl I would otherwise have been. It was my first time thinking of my immigrant identity as something to be celebrated, not rejected.

When I graduated, I set out toward the goal of using my “wild imagination” to build bridges and chip away at walls with stories about my heritage and my life. When my agent and I sought a publisher, I encountered shame again. There were too many rejections. One editor said that nobody was going to care about the story of a Mexican immigrant girl. Then finally, editor Malaika Adero offered me my first contract and in doing so helped me cross the invisible border between the seen and the unseen, the heard and the unheard.

Like most immigrants, I have been told again and again to go back to where I came from. At a book reading in Texas, a woman came to humiliate and yell at me, accusing me of writing stories that promote illegal immigration. She must have missed the harsh reality at the core of my stories—my kind of writing doesn’t encourage others to come here. Hours after the publication of my essay in defense of immigrant families, a reader wrote me demanding, “How much of the world are we supposed to save?”

It isn’t about “saving” anyone. It’s about valuing human potential and acknowledging the inequality of opportunity throughout the world. It’s about treating people with dignity and respect. But these are things that Trump and people like him don’t understand.

During this Hispanic Heritage Month, while undocumented immigrant children are imprisoned in tents as punishment for daring to set foot on U.S. soil, or while immigrant parents are being forced to choose between providing access to health care, housing, and food for their children or a chance at legal permanent residency, my biggest hope is that we as a society will work harder to speak up and stand up for the immigrant community, that we will embody the true meaning of celebration.

I believe what my teacher told me so many years ago—that I am twice the person I used to be. The U.S. is a country of immigrants, and to those who believe that our immigrant and multicultural identity is a detriment, a source of great shame and not our greatest asset, I say because of immigrants, the U.S. is twice the country it might otherwise have been. We are not less, we are more.

Now let’s show our president how to throw a real fiesta.

 

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Dealing With The Fear of Marketing with Gary Craig

In December 2016, about five months before the release of my book about the 1993 Rochester Brink’s heist, Evan Dawson had me on his WXXI show, Connections.

I wasn’t there to plug the book. Instead, Evan included me as part of a group of individuals discussing our favorite books of the year. (Mine was Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad, but I had yet to finish Ann Patchett’s Commonwealth, which might have led to a tie.)

After speaking of my choice, Evan, as the gentleman he is, gave me the opportunity to hawk my book. He asked for the title. I got no further than Seven Million before forgetting the rest.

Evan gently told me that my marketing might be better if I knew the title of my own book. (The title, by the way, is Seven Million: A Cop, A Priest, A Soldier for the IRA, and the Still-Unsolved Rochester Brink’s Heist. In my defense, try to remember that.)

Even before that faux pas, I knew marketing would be tough for me. Neither that nor sales are in my bones. I was awful as a kid selling Little League candy; I once tried to sell Grit newspaper – those of a certain era will remember that publication – and ended up with a stack in my bedroom.

I also knew that the marketing of Seven Million – I will from here on use that as the shorthand – would fall largely on me. That is the reality with much publishing these days, if your work is coming from a small or mid-sized publisher.

It is now well over a year since publication, and I have learned a few lessons about marketing. No, I don’t like it any more than I did, and it still feels uncomfortable to me. But, the lessons I’ve learned are born from that same uncomfortableness.

For one, I can’t be shy about pushing my book. (By the way, have you bought my book yet? If not, why not? Do it now. I’ll wait. …. Okay, welcome back – and thanks.)

But, and here is where the issue and uncertainty always arose for me, where is that line between the necessary promotion of Seven Million and irritating and annoying my prospective buyers? (By the way, have you bought my book yet?)

Because of my work with the Democrat and Chronicle, where I largely focus on criminal justice issues, I have a decent social media presence. I knew that same social media presence would help with sales. But would I recognize the difference between the Tweet that sends people to Barnes and Noble or Amazon or instead prompts them to mutter, “Him and that book again. Enough already.”

That was my dilemma, and I tended in the early months after release to be overly cautious. However, as time passed, and I Tweeted and posted and social media’ed more often, I realized that, for the most part, people were responding positively. Friends and family – those I expected to tire first of talk of Seven Million – were instead my biggest boosters, and continue to be. Not a week passes when friends and family don’t tell me of someone they’ve encouraged to read the book. And those same people are often the first to regenerate my social media information about the book or public events where I will be discussing or selling Seven Million. And, well after the book’s release, I still do numerous talks and signings.

The love of family and the joys of friendship are, of course, something special, and friends and family share in the pride of one another’s accomplishments. I had to be reminded of this with the promotion of Seven Million. (In my running group are a number of people who have run sub-4 hour marathons, and I loved seeing each one break that barrier. To be clear, I will not be joining their ranks.)

I still recognize that too much promotion of the book can be, well, too much promotion of the book. But the key lesson I’ve learned since its release is that the line between productive marketing and nails on a chalkboard is not where I once thought it to be. Don’t be shy if promoting your book. You’ll probably find out if you’ve moved into the irritating range, but it will likely take a lot more to get there than you’d imagine.

As I said before: Have you bought my book?

 

Gary Craig is a reporter on the Rochester Democrat and Chronicle’s Watchdog team, focusing on public safety and criminal justice. He has followed and written about the Brink’s depot heist for over twenty years. He has won numerous state and national journalism awards.

Learn more about Gary’s upcoming workshop, Nonfiction Book Proposals by clicking here.

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ROC the SONNET

Writers & Books and The Rochester Chapter of the English Speaking Union invite you to participate in:

ROC the SONNET

Sonnet Composition Challenge for High School Students and Adults

!!! $100 First Place Prize !!!

What: A writing challenge in which participants compose an original sonnet and submit it for judging. The challenge rules involve using the Shakespearean sonnet format. Why: Shakespeare’s sonnets are poetic masterpieces addressing themes of love, time, mortality, jealousy, and rivalry among others. They are structured as an argument where the conclusion is summarized in the final two lines. Students are encouraged to master this form to become better writers and to study some of the finest examples of Western literature. As part of the Rochester Shakespeare Competition, students learn to recite these timeless works. Cash prizes are awarded.

 

Who: Open to Rochester area high school students and, in a separate category, to adults. Students are asked to identify a teacher/advisor. A donation is suggested for adult entries. When: Submission deadline is January 15th 2019. Winners will be announced at the Rochester Shakespeare Competition, part of the National Shakespeare Competition, to be held on March 2nd , 2019 at the University of Rochester. How: Details and rules for the challenge on may be found at: www.esuus.org/Rochester. Online submissions only. Send to: submissions@wab.org Contact: Writers & Books (585) 473-2590 for more information

Details and rules on preceeding below.

Format:

1) Three of five hallmarks of the Shakespearean sonnet form need to be included in the submission, see below “Hallmarks”.

2)  Submissions are electronic only (no written submissions accepted)

3) The work must be original and not previously published. Ideally, submissions should be new works, created on or after Sept 2018.

 

Hallmarks (three of five need to be included):

1) Length of 14 lines.

2)  Three quatrains (quatrain=four lines) followed by a couplet (=2 lines).

3)  Verse of iambic pentameter. This is a verse with five metrical feet, each consisting of one short (or unstressed) syllable followed by one long (or stressed) syllable: for example, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”.

4)  Rhyming scheme: abab cdcd efef gg.

5)  Thematic structure: A problem is presented in quatrains and resolved in the couplet. Example: Beauty is frail and transient (problem) but can be everlasting when translated into writing (resolution).

 

Examples:

1) Any of Shakespeare’s 154 sonnets. A great example, Sonnet #18, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”.

For high school student submissions:

  1. Students need to identify a teacher who can guide and assist them. 2. Students need to include the teacher’s name and contact information (phone number/email) with the submission.

For adult submissions:

  1. Adults are encouraged to make a small donation with their submission. Suggested donation is $5 or $10.

 

Rules and Information 

Submission instructions:

1) Include submitter’s full name, address, phone number, and email address.

2)  Students: Include the name of your school (unless home schooled), your teacher’s name, teacher’s phone number and email address.

3)  Adults: Consider making a donation using the Writers & Books website at www.wab.org/give-to-wab/ . Include “Sonnet Challenge” in the “notes about the gift” section if you do.

4) Send the submission and information to submissions@wab.org. Please use the subject line “Roc the Sonnet submission”. No written submissions will be accepted.

 

Award Categories:

1) All submissions will be evaluated by a panel of judges which will include a poet, a Shakesepeare scholar, and a high school teacher.

2) The overall winners of the high school and adult categories will receive a $100 cash prize.

3) Runners up in each category will receive gifts. The number of runners up will be determined by the overall number of submissions.

Announcement of winners:

1) Winners will be contacted in mid-February.

2) Winners, including runners up, will be announced at the Rochester Shakespeare Competition for high school students, a regional event for the National Shakespeare Competition, scheduled for March 2nd at the University of Rochester. Winning submissions will be printed in the program for the competition.

 

Questions

Contact Sally Bittner Bonn at Writers & Books for more information at (585) 473-2590 or email sallyb@wab.org.

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Writers & Books Celebrates the Past and Looks Toward the Future

Joe Flaherty returns as Interim Director as Kyle Semmel departs organization

 

Rochester NY: After 3 years of moving Writers & Books towards the next phase of the organization’s mission, Executive Director Kyle Semmel will be stepping down from his position in October. Writers & Books founder Joe Flaherty will return as Interim Director while a Selection Committee begins a nationwide search for a new Executive Director.

 

“We appreciate Kyle’s work with Writers & Books, including his leadership in developing innovative programming such as the Ladder Literary Conference,” said Trevor Harrison, president of Writers & Books’ Board of Directors. “After a thoughtful and thorough process, Kyle and the Board mutually agreed that this course of action would be in the best interest of all parties.”

 

Since coming on as ED in 2016, Semmel has made strides to move the organization forward, inline with Flaherty’s original mission: Bringing words and people together in the Rochester community. Semmel achieved this by crafting create new workshops & programs, branching out into the community through partnerships with organizations like BOA Editions, Open Letter Books, the Black Authors Expo, and more, and last June, launching a local literary conference in downtown Rochester, The Ladder.

 

“I’m proud of what Writers & Books has accomplished during the past few years, but for me, personally, it’s time for a change,” said Semmel. “I have truly enjoyed my time working with the amazing staff, our instructors, and everyone taking our classes. Rochester has such a strong, vibrant writing community and I’m excited to participate in a different way.”

 

Incoming Board President Bruce Gianniny will be forming the Selection Committee tasked with finding the next Executive Director while working closely with Flaherty and the Writers & Books staff to formulate an efficient and successful search.

 

“I want to thank the Board for having the confidence in me to come back and lead this organization on an interim basis,” said Flaherty. “And I want to thank Kyle for leaving Writers & Books in a place where I can continue the trajectory he has set.”

 

Writers & Books, Rochester’s literary center, will continue to operate as usual, offering workshops on reading and writing, bringing visiting authors in for readings & book signings, and producing quality programming to serve the Rochester literary community.

 

Media questions can be directed to Chris Fanning at chrisf@wab.org

 

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