Writeathon Update! And an excerpt.

Week 5: Met the goal! Here are the word counts for the week:

  • Sun 7/20: 500 words
  • Mon 7/21: 294 words
  • Weds 7/23: 388 words
  • Thurs 7/24: 260 words
  • Fri 7/25: 302 words

Week’s total: 1744 words.

Also, I promised to add a 50-word excerpt for every $10 donated, and author Vonda McIntyre very kindly did! Thank you! Here is the excerpt.

I wanted no sympathy from this stranger, so I turned away. I wanted my implant back and whole like nobody’s business. But for the first time in my life I wondered: what exactly was it putting in my head? And did I want it there?

“Leave me be,” I said.

– Kristin

The gendered hand

When we think about physical differences between women’s bodies and men’s bodies, we usually think of the more obvious parts. But I wonder if our hands, too, have a gender. 

Let me back up a minute. I am taking my daughter to a handwriting tutor over the summer. Schools have cut down on the amount of direct instruction in handwriting they do, because they are focusing more and more on cramming data in so kids can pass the standardized tests. When kids turn out to have difficulty writing their schoolwork, the fix is to teach them to type. I can’t accept that. Handwriting is important.

So I’ve learned a lot about hands. Every single hand has 29 bones, 34 muscles, and 48 nerves. Who knew? It’s a miracle that our bodies and minds ever figure out how to use our hands. So when a child is having difficulty with handwriting, and many do, we shouldn’t be surprised.

From conversations with occupational therapists, I’ve learned that one of the reasons kids are having such trouble with handwriting is that they just don’t get the time, space, or freedom to play the traditional childhood games that just sort of happened at least through the 1970s, when I was a kid. Jacks, marbles, pick-up-sticks . . . things like that. Many of these games strengthen the muscles needed for the thumb and index finger to pinch together, as they must do to hold a pencil in a tripod grasp.

Thinking about traditional childhood games made me nostalgic, and being nostalgic led me to the toy store to buy a cat’s cradle string. (I know, I know, you can just get a string . . . but it was a birthday present.) I had forgotten how to do it, so my mom and I spent about a half hour figuring out how to use it and then playing with it.

In the morning, WOW were my forearm muscles sore!!! Cat’s Cradle was a great workout. Maybe people should do it on their coffee breaks so they don’t get carpal tunnel. I wonder if it helped me develop good handwriting as a girl.

And then I got to thinking. In the 1970s, Cat’s Cradle was a girl’s game. And so were jacks. And sewing. And marbles. And pick-up-sticks. The boys were off riding Big Wheels and bicycles and climbing trees and doing large motor activities. (This is of course a generalization. I climbed my share of trees, believe me!) And the boys had messy handwriting.

And typing and secretarial work was women’s work. Funny how that happened, gendered play preparing girls and boys for gendered occupations. This is all old history, except . . . I suppose that I never thought it would impact something as basic as the functioning of our hands.

Perhaps there’s a lesson for the feminist movement as well. Maybe it’s time to bring back some of these girls’ games — but not just for girls. As we give more opportunities for gross motor play for girls, we should also be thinking about the fine motor play for girls.

Is it time to teach Cat’s Cradle to my son?

Last night’s reading by Charlie Jane Anders

Wow!

Every year, the Clarion West writing workshop hosts six readings, one per week for the duration of the workshop. I attend as many as I can manage. My mom is in town, so I asked her to come along. In the car, she asked the entirely reasonable question, “Who’s reading?”

The week was especially busy so I hadn’t actually checked. I only knew that I’ve liked every single Clarion West reading I’ve gone to. So I shrugged and said, “I don’t know!”

I hit the bathroom on my way in, and was really surprised to see a woman in a TARDIS dress. Clearly, this was someone who was at least as much of a Doctor Who fan as me. I gasped or made some kind of squee noise — I don’t remember which — and she looked really taken aback, and I realized I had just been terribly gauche, so I said, “I love your TARDIS!!!”

And she said, “Oh, thanks. Are you coming to the reading?” Which of course I was. I had a sneaking suspicion she was the person reading . . . which of course she was.

She was pretty amazing. Her story was hilarious, a post-apocalyptic comedy with a theater critic as the “genie in the bottle” ready to grant three wishes. But her delivery was fantastic as well. And she radiated curiosity and energy. I think I know what the term “reader crush” means now.

Per the flow chart on her website (http://charliejane.com/) I see that she does podcasts, which means that I really and truly need to figure out how to make podcasts work on my Ipod. (Been listening to them on my Kindle, which is just . . . ridiculous.)

I’ll also have to keep my eye out for the publication of her story. She read the first half, leaving the fate of the postapocalyptic world in the hands of a failed screenwriter. Talk about cliffhangers!

– Kristin

When the word count quota feels like a chore . . .

I’m still at it with the Clarion West writeathon! I have lost track of exactly how many words I’ve done, but this week I wrote T, W, TH, F, and will need to write Saturday. (I’m measuring the weeks Sun through Sat.) Today, however, I felt pretty darned unmotivated. I spent yesterday sitting at Chuck E Cheese revising a paper copy of my work-in-progress, and I don’t want to write any more until I have those revisions entered. I started a flash fiction earlier this week, but I don’t want to work on that either. So, for your reading amusement, here is what happens when a writer gets stuck but has to write anyway

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            “You’re getting ahead of the story,” I said to myself. “It is opening up to manifold possibilities and one story should not have quite so many. It should not be a multiverse.”

            “However,” I replied sensibly, “I have a word quote for the Clarion West writeathon. I have to get to 250 words every day, five days a week, for two more days and two more weeks. Then I will have met my goal.”

            “That’s all well and good but Phoenix and Raven just want you to stop a minute and let them catch their breaths and gather their identities. Why don’t you work on something else in the meantime?”

            I scratched my head. “Well, there is the washing machine story, but I have to admit, I’m a little stuck. Have you got any ideas for what a washing machine could do that would upset a household exactly as much as a thief stealing their stuff?”

            “Weren’t we going with a laundry avalanche, or something like that? Sort of a Sylvia Stout Would Not Take the Garbage out?”

            I made a derogatory noise at myself. “That’s been done.”

            “Well, Chrome is making a lot of noises and she could be rocking the foundation of the house. It could cause a collapse of their closet. In fact, the entire closet could fall through the floor into the basement.”

            “But that’s silly!”

            “So is the concept of a sentient washing machine. Fiction can be silly. You can do whatever you can with it.”

            “Never mind. I’ve hit 250 words already.”

            “Let’s call it a day, then.”

            “Whatever.”

– Kristin

The SCOTUS ruling and beyond . . .

I spent a couple hours reading up on the SCOTUS ruling. It was ridiculously complicated reading! To spare others the same time-sink, here’s what I learned in a nutshell.

1. Other for-profit companies are suing to avoid having to pay for insurance for contraception of any kind, and the Supreme Court is looking like it might find in favor of the companies. Why? Because the Supreme Court decided to review three cases in which the for-profit companies lost, but refused to hear three cases in which they won. More details here:

http://catholicherald.com/stories/Supreme-Court-moves-six-cases-after-Hobby-Lobby-ruling-adds-others-to-docket,26615

2. Meanwhile, the Supreme Court may also rule that an alternative currently available to women is unconstitutional. Part of the reasoning in the Hobby Lobby decision is that there was a less restrictive means for the government to ensure women have free birth control. They cited two examples: one, the government could pay for the four forms of contraception; or two, the government could use an existing accommodation that lets employees have birth control without employers have to pay for it. However, they have signaled that they might reconsider by issuing an injunction so a company wouldn’t use that means.

More details here:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/news/volokh-conspiracy/wp/2014/07/03/supreme-court-grants-wheaton-college-an-injunction-against-contraception-mandate-accommodation/

All very concerning. If all this goes through, could insurance companies also be exempted from having to pay for contraception? Could doctors be exempted from having to provide it? Could pharmacies be exempted from having to prescribe it?

 

The writeathon — charging on ahead!

Two weeks into the Clarion West writeathon, and I’ve met my goal so far! Here are the daily counts:

  • Day One: 403 words
  • Day Two: 305 words
  • Day Three: 388 words
  • Day Four: 383 words
  • Day Five: 288 words
  • Day Six: 403 words
  • Day Seven: 346 words
  • Day Eight: 435 words
  • Day Nine: 480 words
  • Day Ten: 295 words

It doesn’t take long to get these words out. But it’s hard as anything! I’m always so certain that what I’m writing will never amount to much, that it will never be a story. Then, as I write, story emerges. Sentences come out of my fingers and surprise me. But self-doubt haunts me the whole way. Sure, things are happening, but there’s no way I can get to the ending! Once I do — sure, it’s a full story, but it’s bound to be no good!

So the writeathon is helping enormously. To be the writer I want to be, I have to write, and I have to do it daily and consistently. That’s the advice that’s always given to writers, and few of them actually manage it. For me it’s fear. There’s only a little bit of fear and anxiety, but it’s just enough to make me say, “Well, of course I’ll do it, but later.”

Well, with the writeathon, later is now.

– Kristin

By dotmatchbox at flickr [CC-BY-SA-2.0] , via Wikimedia Commons

By dotmatchbox at flickr [CC-BY-SA-2.0] , via Wikimedia Commons

How is the write-a-thon coming along?

Day One: 403 words. A nameless narrator explains how she met the mysterious Phoenix. He’s mysterious to me, too.

Day Two: 305 words. Phoenix went up in flames. I guess that was to be expected.  Also, lots of procrastinating by playing with the GIMP image distortion features.

Day Three: 388 words. Our unnamed narrator receives a message from Phoenix, from before he went up in flames.

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Sponsor me for the Clarion West Writeathon!

I love to take baths. The warm water feels so good on my skin, and after I’ve cleaned myself off I sit and sit until the water goes cold. But somehow, I never want to get into the bathtub. I find the transition difficult.

In the same way, I love to write stories — but it’s hard to get started. I write on the computer downstairs in my office, but somehow, whenever I get there, I end up on Facebook. It’s a matter of training my brain to expect to get to work, of establishing a habit. And that takes a while — somewhere between 18 and 254 days, apparently.

So I’m setting a goal for myself: 250 words per week for six weeks. If I can set a habit of writing 250 words per day, and keep it, then as a writer I will be set! Sadly, I don’t take myself seriously as a taskmaster. That’s why I’m asking you, dear friends and readers, to help guilt me into writing!

How? Through the Clarion West Write-a-thon! It supports scholarships for fledgling authors taking part in a six-week intensive writing program called Clarion West. There, they learn the trade of science fiction / fantasy / speculative fiction. They learn the craft, and they make connections. Maybe five, ten years later, some book of theirs shows up on the shelves of your local bookstore, and you pick it up and stay awake all weekend reading it.

I didn’t take part in the Clarion West workshop (I got an MFA instead) but Clarion West supports me as a writer in many other ways. The Richard Hugo House now has day-long Clarion workshops, and a con called Potlatch as a small workshop called “Taste of Clarion.”

So if you sponsor me for the Clarion West Write-a-thon, you’ll be doing two great things at once – you’ll be helping guilt me into writing, and you’ll be helping train the award-winning speculative fiction authors of tomorrow. Pledge whatever you’re comfortable with — even a $5 pledge helps! For every $10 pledge, I’ll put a 50-word excerpt up on this blog.

Here’s my official write-a-thon page, with all the details! While you’re there, be sure to check out the other fabulous writers who are taking part in this write-a-thon!

P. S. Check back on my blog — I’ll be keeping a log of how many words I wrote.

Allons-y!

Okay, so I’m a booklet geek

I’m a booklet geek.

There. I said it.

I like to make booklets. The formatting, the printing, the stapling, and the satisfying little creasing with the side of a marker. They’re just small and simple and cheap and easy to read and easy to hand out. I’ve made them for activism, and I’ve made them for stories. Now I’ve made a meta-booklet: a booklet on how to make booklets in Microsoft Word. It’s here:

https://kristinking.org/resources

Enjoy.

Hello readers!

Hello readers! I keep seeing more blogger followers appear and I’m very grateful for your interest. I’d love to visit your blogs and introduce myself but I’m working like crazy to finish up past projects before the kids’ school year ends, so I haven’t been a very social blogger. But I’d love it if you stopped by and said hello. Cheers!