You can have one of these cool badges for your website too. The truth is you don't even have to commit to 1,000 words if that's too much. Badges also come in 250 and 500 word sizes. The idea is to get writers writing, bloggers blogging, and freelance writers making some money.
I got the idea here. I was reading a good article by a novelist with ADD who was writing about getting stuck due to his disorder and not getting the novel written. He included a link to this site. I seem to have temporarily lost the article, but if you have adult ADD, this is a great website for articles. They offer more than the usual coping with low self-esteem, impulsivity and disorganization stuff you get sick of reading. It's like the authors just want to rub it in again, "I'm organized and I was able to write this book. You'll never be organized enough to finish that kind of demanding, multi-faceted task." Or maybe it's just me being hypersensitive.
So I am so going to write a book about adult AD/HD (ADD), and I'm starting today and every day this week with 1,000 words a day. The rules for the badge say you only have to write 1,000 words (or how ever many you choose) six days a week, but I'm going for seven of course. I'm nothing if not ambitious except when I'm on the couch with my Chocolate Covered Mint Oreos (when I'm lucky enough to find the mint version), watching TV and feeling guilty because I didn't write that day but I was full of good intentions.
It's a secret what kind of book it will be exactly because nobody has done it yet and I want to be the first. I am hoping to get enough written to send Hazelden, the big recovery publisher, a book proposal soon. I would consider self-publishing it as an e-book but I am too broke to afford even that. BTW, writers, have you seen the fantastic software Adobe will drop on you for a 30-day free trial? Check them out. The Dreamweavers and desktop publishing equipment cost $400-500+ and you can download one right now. Watch out though. Some of the final publications they produce can only be read on tablets. You don't want to limit your e-book or what have you like that, do you? And remember--you better have your manuscript ready to roll because you only get 30 days of the free trial, and then you either have to buy the software or say goodbye to it.
That was a brief, unsolicited, unpaid, commercial announcement. I think it's really great of Adobe to do that. If you're a student, look into selling at one of their educational stores too. It's a good deal.
My 1,000 words a day will be about writing, writing books, self-help books in particular, AD/HD (ADD), addiction, alcoholism, and subtopics like coping with impulsivity, using your natural born creativity and not limiting it, learning to listen, money management, becoming addicted to AD/HD stimulant medication, which all the books say rarely happens, but I don't believe that for a second, and things along those lines.
They might also include novel writing since my second novel is currently in a state of unpleasant limbo with everybody in the book knowing what's happening and going to happen and no ending or resolution in sight. I got bored with my novel and the characters, and in that very distracted ADD way decided I was moving on to new, more interesting projects like teaching myself grant writing. I am currently working on that goal too. In fact, some poor misguided individual on my Elance agency jobs list wants a grant writer who will work on contingency. Freelance grant writers charge about $75/hr. so you tell me why one would take a job on contingency. I am seriously considering bidding on it for the simple reason that I have been going pie-eyed reading about how to write a grant proposal, but I have never done anything except type them when I worked as an administrative assistant for the U of I - Chicago, Dept. of Education. I have been planning to learn enough to go volunteer to work as some nonprofit grant writer's free intern just to learn the ropes, but writing a grant on contingency sounds equally beneficial. The only problem is that he wants videos and video components, and it's hard, I believe, to find grants to individuals for businesses that aren't nonprofit. But he may turn me down flat, so I'll worry about that later.
Sure, like I worried about what knowledge management was after I signed up, paid the tuition, and bought the books for the first of many courses in what was to have been my M.S. in Knowledge Management. My ADD had me really going off half cocked that time. I knew I wanted to go to graduate school, but I was too impatient to get started to thoroughly research what exactly I wanted to study, and I'm no kid. I was on about my fourth career change at the time, and actually was unemployed, so what better time to get into grad school, right? My B.A. is in English, and not with anything practical like education courses. No, I specialized in creative writing and literature the better to read Henry Miller and write two unpublished novels that may sit mouldering the rest of my life. Who knows?
It turns out, as I learned two weeks into the most god-awful, boring class of my life, that KM, as they like to refer to it, is not a groovy sort of information management resources thing. I was confusing an MLS and library sciences with capitalism, gross, and, P.U., business schemes to make more money. Borrrrrriiing! To top it off the professor had an accent and I couldn't even understand three-quarters of what he said. He had written our textbook, so there was no use hoping for a reprieve from monotony from that corner. It was duller than a John Wayne retrospective showing of his war movies, and I opted to leave with my failing grade emblazoned on a transcript I will never claim.
How's that for impulsive? I couldn't be bothered to find out what the hell I'd be studying for the next two years... AD/HD can really make your life ridiculously impossible if you let it.
Let me see how many words I've written so far: 1,076.
Reminder, if you don't make your quota in a day, the badge rules say you aren't supposed to try to make them up the next day or that's cheating.
I made mine. Now go start your novel, blog or e-mail to someone you haven't seen in a while.
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SIX OF ONE, HALF A DOZEN OF ANOTHER: WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
I discovered a great way to meet friendly bloggers, make a little AdSense money, have fun writing with some new ways of looking at things, and get my blog links out there and pick up some new readers. It's called Seeded Buzz.com (MsRefusenik has spent many a mellow day into evening with seeded buzzes, and can tell you all about them. She was always getting taken advantage of by unscrupulous teenage pot dealers who sold her lids that were mostly seeds.).
Seriously, it's a community of bloggers who share their content ideas and writing goals with each other. The benefit of these friendships and idea and writing exchanges are increased subscribers, followers, revenue, backlinks, new writing opportunities, new topics to add your two cents to, and a place to get guest hosts to freshen up your blog and get some new perspective once in a while.
There are two parts to how you do all of the above, which I won't get into now or it will take the focus off what I am supposed to be doing with this post, which is "planting a seed" (a.k.a. providing linkbait.)
I read a very thoughtful, interesting, well-written post by a young woman trying to make a big decision and asking for help with it. My job now is to write a post about this piece and link to it.
This will help Lauren Holgate, the young woman, with her decision about whether she wants to incur loan debt by accepting a place on the January roster of MFA Fiction Program students that begins in January 2011, or work on the debt she already has and try some of her other goals such as opening a coffeehouse. You can read her post here.
Well, Lauren didn't count on her post being seeded by another B.A. in English writer who wants to write and publish books. (And has started three different graduate programs at three different universities and dropped out of all of them.) And what she couldn't possibly have known, but may now finding interesting, is that seven years after graduating from high school I read an article in the newspaper that said that with the 1972 changes in federal education legislation it was now possible for anyone who wanted to attend college to go regardless of finances. I took them at their word, registered at a nearby university and became an honors student for four years, winning many unexpected grants and scholarships.
Further, today, at 61 year-years-old, having discovered my life's purpose more completely, I am about to apply for financial aid as well as apply for grants and scholarships to attend graduate school in April 2011 in a totally new career direction. The kicker is that I live solely on Social Security disability, and can barely afford to eat and buy my meds from month to month, no less afford a luxury item like grad school. But I have learned that anything is possible with God so I might as well dream dream big
Lauren wrote out an interesting, semi-realistic (how much does debt does she think she would take on in opening a coffeehouse?), goals list of the top five things she wants to accomplish by age 35. And guess what? Getting a master's degree in writing, or fiction, or in anything does not make the cut to the top five. It only shows up way at the bottom in what she calls "flexible goals" and explains that this means she might change her mind about them. And even then it is snuggled in close to "become a personal fitness instructor." (because she loves to work out), and "go to an outdoor black and white movie."
Now Lauren's husband. Tim, is in grad school himself, and they had a son, Isaac, before she finished her B.A., which brought on more debt than they were ready to take on.
She sounds like she really hates the very idea of any new debts, a good choice considering that that small baby will soon be needing money for education, more health care visits, larger wardrobes, dental work, haircuts, books and school supplies, maybe orthodontics, entertainment and dining out money, and on and on until he hits college age and the bottom drops out in their post-retirement years unless he wins a total-package scholarship.
As Lauren herself says, "unknowns" do get published (I guess she means regular writers who don't put "M.A." after their bylines), and she can, too, if she writes well. Good writing has absolutely nothing to do with taking writing courses, judging from the educational backgrounds of some of the finest writers in the world. Writers write. That's how you get good. If she writes, and writes authentically and from the heart, she will no doubt find someone willing to publish her.
If you want to make money off of writing, you don't need a master's degree or even a bachelor's degree, to be a freelance writer. You can get paid for publishing in magazines and other print and online publications, pr you can, and Lauren could write e-books and print books.
My advice to Lauren, as someone who has lived and continues to live the anything is possible dream ticket on education, career and life's work, is if she really, really wants to get this master's degree--and she'd better really want it more than going to listen to a big band ("if there are such things as big band bars"). Because once she hits the wall of all those graduate level hours and hours of reading, writing that will take her away from her husband and infant, she may want to drop out if she isn't fully motivated and committed. If this is only something she's doing because she thinks it will look good, and she only wants it about as bad as she wants to go to a drive-in movie, she is going to definitely going to drop out and leave a mess of debt and unfulfilled commitments. Besides, no one likes being quitter.
Let Tim be the grad student in the family for now. She can always go later if she decides it's something she wants as much as one of her top five goals like, say, learning to play tennis.
In the meantime, she appears to be a good writer and loves to write, so why wait to earn an income from writing? As long as she is working at home already, she can sign up with an agency such as Elance.com, Sologig.com, or My Guru.com and find some gigs she can do as a freelance writer. You can make good money on Elance I know for sure, if you are ambitious and bid on a lot of jobs.
She should get a copy of the most recent Writer's Market and get to know the markets and start reading the publications she's interested in submitting to so she knows their style and what they're looking for. You can make really good money writing magazine articles or blogging if you choose your markets well.
Start publishing and selling some e-books today. Download any one of hundreds of free "How to Write, Publish and Sell Your E-book" e-books, pick a topic, write your outline, and get writing.
There are countless ways to make money as a writer. She could write music and CD reviews, since it sounds like she's into music. She could write reviews of products, services, books, movies and organizations and their services. She could get a job in television, movies, promotion, or drop out of writing for others, and try writing a television show or a screenplay.
And yes, as someone mentioned, she could have written a novel in 30 days with the rest of the thousands competing with all of us who are writing furiously (or not) in the NaNovWriMo contest. I don't have that many words as my NaNovWriMo word count. She could start today, bypass me and win the contest with the thousands others who will be winning. I won last year, and I never thought I would achieve my goal of writing a novel.
And if she is determined to not lose the money she has already invested with the University, she should spend all of her free time researching scholarships and grants. That's what I have been doing. I found entire long lists of some I'm eligible for by virtue of being "elderly," a woman, in recovery from some of my diseases and conditions, having adult attention deficit disorder, and many more. It just takes patience and time. They are out there going to waste if no one finds them and claims them. There are surely some for which she is eminently eligible. Maybe her Dad being in the military, or her Mother's work offers something. Perhaps her bank, her community, her church, or organizations she belongs to. Her former high school might help give her suggestions and leads on some. Start looking and you and Lauren wil find some.
Finally, if she still can't make a decision, give the decision to the Divine, to whomever or whatever her power greater than herself is, to the Universe, to synchronicity, to the Cosmos, and then pay close attention and listen deeply for her answer. It will come. There are three possible answers: Yes. No. Wait. Take one and accept it.
Lauren, I hope you publish several bestsellers, open that coffee house, learn to play tennis like a pro, travel the world and end up living some place remote and exotic, and make a hundred records, all of them big sellers, if that's important to you, and many more dreams come true that you haven't even discovered yet. May you learn your true life's purpose while you are young enough to fully pursue it. May you find lifelong bliss doing what you love and making a living at it.
What do the rest of you think? Go over to Seeded Buzz and Plant Your Seed.
Writing Fiction Class at Southern New Hampshire University
Note: Readers are welcome to read the original article and comment on it, but, as I understand it, no further seeds are invited to be planted on this post.
MY THANKSGIVING
"You know some mothers drink. It could be worse," I told my petulant 22-year-old daughter as she was driving me home, at her instigation, from what has to be called a lackluster performance at my brother's for Thanksgiving dinner.
"I wish you did drink. At least you'd be awake. You'd be participating. It would be better" was her response.
I don't mean to be a miserable old sot that embarrasses her children on social occasions. I do try not to dribble down my front as my heavy chin hangs down the front of my blouse. And I know I do that stir-crazy move. You know the one--the nodding person suddenly realizes she's asleep, shakes and stirs herself completely, sits a bit more upright, and goes right off into another nod.
I am a miserable old mother. My vice? I write. I write all night long night after night, and then when holidays happen, and I must go out during the day among the living, I get caught in the glare of everyday reality. I am a writing junkie who just can't say "when".
Okay I can try and say "when". But I know I'll do it again. I'm an addict. I'd rather write than sleep or even eat for that matter.
Anyone who's been there can tell you it's useless to attempt questions to ease back into the conversation. They know you've been sitting there nodding off and they don't feel like helping. They just laugh at the ridiculousness of your question.
"Why were the children baking their underwear?"
"Go back to sleep, Mom." Laughter.
"I'm sorry," I say now.
"No you're not. You'll just do it again. You'll say you won't but you will."
She knows me too well this daughter of mine. And I know her. And then it hits me why she's really pissed. She had a big job interview Tuesday. She tried to call and tell me about it and I didn't pick up. I hate the phone. I let the machine take the calls. If i don't hear my kids' voices, I don't bother going over to the phone. She called and didn't speak just so she could be the victim. The brat. I had thought the interview was Wednesday and when I did end up calling her a day late I caught some hell about not being there for her the day before.
I've looked and the closest self-help group I can find online (of course, ) is Internet addicts. But that doesn't quite cover it. If I didn't have my Mac I suppose I'd be shaking out my wrist at three in the morning as I turned the pages of my spiral notebook, writing as furiously as I could.
Do I have to go live in Las Vegas to be among my fellow time travelers of the night? I think all the noise and action would interfere with my concentration. If nothing else, the heat would keep me from writing.
Oh, let me tell you though, my family and friends all have one answer to my problem and it's the same for all of them: Go to bed earlier and keep regular hours.
Don't make me laugh. The writing genie only comes out to play at night. Who can concentrate with the neighbors listening to their televisions as though the sets were in another house adjacent to theirs? All the mundane stuff, the everyday trivial bits take up the daylight hours and leave the best time for writing.
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