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Again, the best laid plans…

…have gone astray. I have neglected my two blogs. Well, I suppose a Friday to Monday gap is not actually ignoring, but it’s now what I intended. Life got in the way.

Last week I received a subpoena to give a deposition this Wednesday in a lawsuit. I’ve spent most of my working time since in preparation for that, including two hours today with our attorney. We—that is, my employer, CEI Engineering—are not a party to the lawsuit. It stems from a disagreement between a rival engineering company and their client, who also is our client on certain projects and on this particular project after that client fired that engineer. Complicating this is I functioned as city engineer for the project, and everyone who worked on it for us for the developer has moved on. So I have to give testimony for it all.

I’m not worried about it. I’ve given depositions six or eight times and testified in trials at least five times. But it’s an emotionally draining activity. I was exhausted Tuesday and Wednesday, and was able to add little to my work-in-progress despite having an empty, quiet house.

Wednesday evening I learned that John Grisham’s latest book is a baseball novel, titled Calico Joe. My other work-in-progress is my baseball novel, In Front of Fifty Thousand Screaming People. It was on the shelf, waiting on me to finish my non-fiction work-in-progress and get back to it for the last round of edits before making a decision on self-publishing or submitting it to agents/editors. More on that decision another time.

This caused me to immediately speculate if it wasn’t time to get back on FTSP and get it done. Maybe, just maybe, I could piggyback on Grisham. If people like his baseball novel (which they surely will, and buy it in droves), and if they then go looking around for another baseball novel, perhaps I could pick up some sales if I self publish it as quickly as possible. Or, if I decide to submit it to agents or editors, perhaps they will see that this could piggyback on Grisham and thus be more likely to take it on. Either way, I had to get the edits done ASAP.

It occurred to me that the final edits on FTSP would take less mental energy than adding the final 8,000 words to The Candy Store Generation, so on Thursday I made the switch. I spent that day re-reading some of the book and highlighting places I knew needed to be checked.

My main concern now is that the exploits of the protagonist make sense relative to a true baseball season. So I took the Cubs schedule this year and entered it into a spreadsheet. I then went through the portions of the book that take place during that season (about 130 pages) and entered them in the spreadsheet.

As expected, I discovered I had several events happening too late in the season. I had a lot of stuff bunched up in August and September and almost nothing in June and July. Maybe readers wouldn’t notice that, but maybe some would. I want to have it accurate, and reasonable for what can be done with wins and losses at every point in a season.

On Saturday I went through about 60 percent of the pages, finishing the other 40 percent on Sunday. I entered the critical items on the spreadsheet, found them bunched, and on Sunday moved the events to earlier in the season to spread them out. I also marked the manuscript printout with the areas I need to fix, as well as with a number of other changes that I see as improvements.

Now, tonight, I type the changes already marked and begin the process of fixing the places that need fixing. I suspect this will take three or four days. That then gives me a week before the writers conference in Oklahoma City and the opportunity to pitch it to agents and editors before pulling the self-publishing trigger. As I say, I’ll write more about that in another post.

And, someday I’ll get back to the chapter descriptions of FTSP.

Advantages of Mixed-up Genres

As I reported in my last post, I had trouble writing this week. Receiving the subpoena to give a deposition in a lawsuit (our company is involved only as witnesses at this point, and all the attorneys believe it will stay that way) resulted in my spending a lot of energy in preparation. Reading through the correspondence on the project made me sad, as I saw things go downhill through the material in my files.

Then there was the problem of the Ford dealership not getting my pick-up repaired. I brought it in for a tune-up last Tuesday, April 10. I didn’t get it back till yesterday, April 19. I covered that long story in a metaphors of life post at my other blog, An Arrow Through the Air.

So I arrived home each night mentally spent and, to a lesser extent, physically exhausted. After simple meals (Lynda is away), went to The Dungeon, in the quiet house, determined to write a thousand or more words. I managed to do that pre-subpoena, but not after.

The Candy Store Generation stared at me from the computer, a mere 4,000 to 10,000 words away from being finished. But I was lucky if I could add 100 words. The mental energy needed to add any significant amount to it just wasn’t there. I was at the point where I need a little more research to flesh out two chapters, and a part of another. With that research in hand I think I can knock out the chapters, but there’s writing to be done on them even without the research; I couldn’t do it.

It wasn’t writer’s block, it was just mental distraction. And tiredness. I spent some time playing mindless computer games, trying to concentrate on reading writing/publishing blogs, but making little progress. Then I remembered: I have another book to work on: In Front of Fifty Thousand Screaming People. I had a review from a beta reader, who made some good suggestions, especially about when I called the protagonist by what name: first only, first diminutive, first nickname, first and last, last only.

That solved my dilemma. Wednesday night I began working through that, and got a little more than half through the book. Thursday night I picked it up again, and finished it, making a few other small edits along the way. I now think I’m consistent with using his name, and have all characters call him by what they would in a real life situations. I had some professional situations where he was called by his first name, when the speaker really would have said his last name.

The book now stands ready for a final read-through—or almost so. I still need to coordinate the hero’s won-loss record as a pitcher, and make sure I have the right number of wins for the time of year. I also have to dial back his number of wins a little, to something that’s extraordinary but still believable. What I had was over the top for the modern baseball era.

Tonight I’ll start the read-through, but will mainly work on the baseball season consistency issues. I expect that to take most of the weekend, including marking whatever edits are needed. That I think my brain can handle, and save the other book until after the deposition.

The experts in the industry say you should stick to one genre, not spread yourself around several. That’s because your “fans”—one you have fans—will be expecting you to produce another book just like the one they already liked. I know I should do that, but in this case I’m glad I had something different to work on, and keep some production going during a difficult time.

Don’t feel much like writing tonight

The wife is gone to Oklahoma City, helping our daughter and son-in-law out with those two precious grandsons of ours.

The taxes are filed. I completed my income taxes a couple of weeks ago. I also do my mother-in-law’s taxes, and completed those last night and today made the copies, had her sign them, and put them in the mail. My stuff is filed, and her’s is organized for filing. My tax spreadsheets are in better shape than they ever have been, and a few clicks will put them in the 2012 taxes folder, ready for next year.

So, with the quiet at home, and with my major non-writing projects out of the way, I should be kicking butt on word count. Yet, I find myself unable to write tonight. Don’t even feel like writing this post. I feel kind of deflated over the whole publishing thing. Writing is still a joy, but not having a single sale for about six weeks is the pits. Having blog page views tank is the pits.

Obviously I’m doing something wrong, but I don’t know what. Over at the indie writers Facebook page they are advising me to do “tag swaps”, that is asking people to tag my books with certain keywords and with me reciprocating.  None of these people have read each other’s book, mind you. One writer says, “Please tag my book with the tag “teenage grief”, and the other writer believes that’s what the book is about, and makes the tag. These tags are used in search engines, I guess. If 50 people tagged your book with “teenage grief” and someone searchers for that, your book will pop up as number one.

To me that seems like gaming the system. Yet, that’s what you’re supposed to do, they say, to get noticed by Amazon’s search engines. I have to decide if it’s unethical, regardless of being allowed by Amazon’s Terms of Service. My gut is telling me not to do it.

Today I was served with a subpoena to give a deposition in a lawsuit related to the time I was city engineer (by contract) for Centerton. The deposition is next Wednesday, which isn’t a lot of time to prepare, given the reams of documents and drawings to review for this troubled project. I spent a lot of the day reading old correspondence (2004-2007) on the project, and the problems associated with the project made me sad.

So writing is making me sad today, and engineering is making me sad today. I’d drive down to Wal-Mart and pick up a half-gallon of ice cream and eat the whole thing as comfort food, but that would spike my blood sugar, which would just make me sad.

Oh, and it didn’t help that I was the only one who showed up for writers group last night.

A Balanced Discussion on Self-Publishing

Literary agent Rachelle Gardner made two excellent posts recently about traditional publishing vs. self-publishing; or, as I sometimes call them, publisher-financed publishing vs. author-financed publishing.

6 Reasons Authors Still Want Publishers

6 Reasons Authors Self-Publish

The two posts have generated close to 300 comments. Most of them have been civil. It is a good conversation on the subject.

Generational Traits, Chapter 2

I may be on shaky ground with this chapter. I’m not a sociologist, nor did I take any university level classes on this. The closest I came to that is sitting in on a couple of lectures Margaret Mead gave at the University of Rhode Island in 1970. Of course, had I taken any, that would have been at least 38 years ago, and they might not do me any good now. Maybe it’s better that I didn’t have any of those courses, and instead had to do my study now.

Actually, finding references, both scholarly and popular, on how one generation differs from another is easy. There is no end to the books written about the Baby Boomers. I found a couple of those references, and from them was able to extract some of the dominant characteristics of the Boomers, the Greatest Generation, the one in between them (often called the Silent Generation), and a little bit about Generation X and Generation Y.

One thing I have tried to do, however, is to consider the fundamental reasons why the Boomers are the way they are—or I should say the way we are, since I’m one of them. So I sort of approach this chapter not just from characteristics but from changes in the world that I think caused those changes. Will this work? Will learned readers laugh me out of the publishing world?

I hope not. After all, I’ve observed the Boomers at close range. I sort of know why we are the way we are. And I don’t know that, in this chapter, I’m saying anything controversial. I’m just trying to give some causes to the Boomer traits, because I think these causes are important to understand how the Boomers are leading this country into oblivion.

Children in a Candy Store, Chapter 1

The entire basis for The Candy Store Generation is an impression I got during the 2000 presidential campaign debates, specifically the first debate. George W. Bush and Al Gore argued about what to do with the Federal budget surplus that was just about to become a reality.

The whole thing seemed absurd to me. The surplus was a projection only at that point, a projections by the Congressional Budget Office. How well had they done in the past? I thought it was absurd to plan to spend a surplus you didn’t actually have yet. It seemed I was the only person who thought it absurd, because I heard no news coverage saying it was absurd. No on with whom I was acquainted said it was absurd. I couldn’t get any interest from anyone about it.

The image that struck me was the Bush and Gore were like children in a candy store, with a lot more money than they expected. And I realized they were both Baby Boomers, the first time in history that two Boomers faced each other at the presidential level. I further realized they very well represented their generation. The vast majority of Boomers were children in candy stores, spending recklessly, unmindful of the future.

So I renamed the Baby Boomers, “The Candy Store Generation”, and decided to write a book.

Next post will be about Chapter 2.

The Candy Store Generation

Over the weekend I added close to 2,000 words to The Candy Store Generation. That might sound like a lot, but it’s well below the total I wanted to complete. Sunday afternoon and early evening wound up going mostly to editing chapters already completed and making friends on Facebook. Consider that platform building.

I was able to finish one chapter, polish another, and begin to expand a third, one for which I had only about 500 words written. For those who are interested, I think I should give the table of content and where I stand on each.

  1. Children in a Candy Story – mostly complete
  2. Generational Traits – mostly complete
  3. The Clinton Years, the Bush Years – mostly complete
  4. Boomer Congress – mostly complete
  5. Boomer Corporations – close to complete; need some more research
  6. The O.P.M. of the People – close to complete; needs another example
  7. The Panic of 2008 – completed this last weekend
  8. The Wisdom of Thomas Jefferson – well along, maybe close to complete
  9. The View from Nancyland – started; less than 1/4 written
  10. Courts Supreme and Inferior – not yet started
  11. The Wisdom of James Otis – well along; haven’t looked at in over a month
  12. Are We a Socialist Nation? – well along; perhaps half done
  13. The Next Decade – not yet started
  14. Had Enough – well along; perhaps half done

So, there’s where I stand with it. Over the next few posts I think I’ll discuss several of the chapters and what I’m trying to say with them.

An excerpt from “The Candy Store Generation”

I recently completed work on chapter 5 of The Candy Store Generation, which is titled, “Boomer Corporations”. Here are a couple of paragraphs from it.

What could we expect from a bunch of Boomer corporate officers? Let’s see: We’ve said that Boomers are the first of the instant generations. In Congress they don’t seem to be able to manage money. They were the first generation to grow up on debt and it doesn’t seem to bother them in the least. They would have seen moderate use of debt by the Greats and the Silents, and would have little history or understanding of both the good and bad sides of debt. They would have to learn for themselves.

As an instant generation, the Boomers would be want quick solutions to problems as they developed. They had watched thousands of murders on television, with the guilty being found and punished within 60 minutes (less commercial time). They had watched thousands of relationships damaged and repaired in 30 minutes (less commercial time). So when confronted with a massive problem of corporate loss of liquidity and ability to extend their debt, they wanted an instant solution. The result was an appeal to the government by a bunch of Candy Store corporate executives. And who was in charge of the government? The Candy Store Generation.

Long-Term Thinking

Lately, on the writing blogs I read, a number of posts have dealt with the business side of writing. Literary agent Chip MacGregor has had several posts lately about treating writing as a business, and how to generate income streams. His focus so far (I don’t think he’s finished with the topic) has been on things other than books. He’s talked about how a writer can be proactive with seeking and even creating writing gigs that generate income with writing that is shorter than book length. He gives hints of how to beat the bushes and make a living off writing. In other words, he’s talking to someone who isn’t tied to a day job while chasing the writing dream.

Rachelle Gardner, also a literary agent, has addressed business issues of late. Both she and MacGregor are thinking of the author published with a “traditional publisher”, not self-publishing.

The Passive Guy, at his Passive Voice blog, frequently deals with writing business issues, especially from the legal sense. He’s normally more focused on independent authors, although yesterday he had a summary of a post on “The Daily Beast” blog post where author Jodi Picoult gave this advice to new authors: “Do not self-publish.”

Yesterday Dean Wesley Smith published a post on streams of writing income, but focused more . He divided the author’s outlook into short-term and long-term. In the latter he put many, many streams of income, thinking mostly of books. On the short-term chart he showed only three revenue streams, all related to e-book self-publishing.

So what’s writer to do? Those who are most invested in the traditional publishing industry say don’t self-publish. The long-term approach demands that you submit, submit, submit to traditional publishers, and gather a basketful of rejections. Picoult says she had over 100 on her first novel. Those who have turned away from traditional publishing say the long-term approach is to write, write, write. Forget about submitting (which takes a lot of time to research and do). Write as many works as you can as quickly as you can. Polish them to some minimum level of quality that a reader demands, and get them out there for purchase. Over the long-term these will generate income.

It seems that both of these camps are talking from a basis of success. Picoult has been on the bestseller lists for a long time, even hitting number 1. She graduated college in 1987, and her debut novel was published in 1992. That’s a relatively short time to accumulate over a hundred rejections, finally have an acceptance, and go through the year-long (or longer) process of manuscript submission, editing, line editing, typesetting, printing, warehousing, distributing, and the beginning of actual sales.

While I don’t fully discount Picoult’s advice, I take note that she broke into traditional publishing over 20 years ago (her acceptance must have been in 1990 or 1991). The industry has changes since then. Drastically changed. The barriers to entry are so much higher than when Picoult broke through. The gate keepers have increased in number, and the gates are smaller. The literary agents are mainly invested in the traditional publishing industry, which is where they make their money.

Smith and Joe Konrath push the long view of e-self-publishing. They are invested in that. They are also concerned with a writer making a decent wage from their words. They aren’t looking to coach a writer into producing the next bestseller. And they realize a significant amount of luck enters in, whether you self-publish or are traditionally published.

I’m comfortable in my decision to e-self-publish, and have book-length works also available in paper. Would I still consider a deal with a traditional publisher if one fell in my lap? Probably, but I’m not taking time away from writing to seek one.

My Kingdom for an Internet Connection

I’m writing this at 10:07 AM, Central Time, at my computer in my office at work, taking a short break from what has been an intense morning of work so far.

Tonight is our biweekly meeting of the BNC Writers. Normally between meetings I send out two e-mails to the group: one at about the midpoint between meetings, just saying high and updating everyone on what’s going on in the writing world, and reminding them of our next meeting; and one the night before reminding them of the specifics of the meeting. Last night when I went to bed, as soon as my head hit the pillow, I realized I hadn’t sent the e-mail. No problem, I thought. I’ll send it first thing in the morning.

But this morning, after my devotional time, after I printed my first-of-the-month forms, I discovered I could not connect to the Internet. Not a big deal, I thought. Our e-mail seemed to be working, so it must just be a modem or router needs resetting. As soon as the IT department gets in they’ll take care of it.

But I still couldn’t connect at 08:30 when I went into a one-on-one training meeting on floodplain modeling with a young engineer. When I was back at my desk after that meeting, at 09:30, it still wasn’t available. An e-mail from our IT guy said it was external. Sprint is having issues, and had not given us an ETF: Estimated Time of Fixing. I saw him about 09:45 and he said it’s a major issue for Sprint. They mentioned problems in Fort Worth TX and maybe even on the west coast. So this is not going to be solved any time soon.

Great. The one day in fifty when it’s imperative I send an outside e-mail first thing in the morning and we don’t have the stinking Internet available. And, I e-mailed a client late on Friday, after he’d left the office, telling him I’d completed a task and asking for instructions on what I should do with some documents on Monday morning. It’s some stuff his lawyers need concerning a lawsuit. Since the Internet is down, only our internal e-mail is working, not our external, and I don’t have his instructions. Guess I’ll have to use the telephone.

When I made my to-do list for today, I figured I’d use some time on the noon hour to begin my research into corporate leader ages, data required for Chapter 4, “Boomer Corporations”, for my book The Candy Store Generation. That research will require the Internet. Will it be available to me? It’s now 10:35, and that little circle on Internet Explorer is just spinning ad nauseum. Still no Internet.

Oh well, I could always walk during the noon hour. I could drive the two miles to the Bentonville Public Library, ignore the librarian who wouldn’t add my book to the shelves and use their computers—calling ahead first, or course, to see if they are on Sprint and thus out of service. I could read some in The Federalist Papers, which will serve both for research and promotion for a couple of books. I could work on the formatting needed for Volume 7 of the letters of John Wesley. I could pull up a study document I downloaded a few months ago concerning the Harmony of the Gospels, and read and/or print a few more pages to supplement what I’ve done with it so far.

But none of those are what I want to do. So I’m an unhappy camper right now. Which is 10:40, and the Internet is still down. If you are reading this, you will know that Internet service finally returned, and I just cut and pasted this into my blog.

P.S. I came home at 8:15 PM after writers group. An e-mail I had sent to the house from the office (with this text) was in my inbox, so I guess Sprint/ATT fixed their problem.