The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Most of the time I have to either blow them away or suck an egg to get any kind of input from them beyond "I'm enjoying this. Keep it coming."
Ouch, yes. I tend to be specific about what I need: "Is C's voice consistent? Does the climb in tension work?" etc.
Also, remember - there are times you're going to get "this is really good, keep it coming" because it's good and they want more. But I agree, when asking for something specific - "how do you see this character developing" or something of the kind - being told "very nice" can be tooth-grindy.
My husband, who isn't WIP reading Haunted Ballads but has been right there for every word and nuance of the Kinkaid Chronicles, has a pet phrase, a reference to what George Brett's hitting coach used to say to him when asked what he told Brett - who was hitting .392 at the time - as hitting advice. He said, "I tell him, attaway to hit, George!"
If the section is just right in his view, I'll get "Attaway to write, George." It's become shorthand, code: if he says it, he means it.
And that makes suggestions to the sections about which he has suggestions and feedback stand out, and makes me pay deeper attention to them.
It's taken me a long time to know what to say as a beta, too, Kalshane.
I'm very honest, so generally I ask how much people want to know about a specific piece. Like, do you want me to applaud your effort, listen to your dialogue or what?
And don't ask for what I "really think" unless you want to know, although I try to temper the bad stuff.
It's not that hard to read for Deb, because she brings her A game, mostly. I do often have to look up the history, though, which makes me feel less than qualified to say other than um...nice piano?
I'm not a WIP reader right now because I tend to mimic what I last read, and I'm still in edits, and Simon, Pelecanos, the wife, and me don't need a foursome...fucking schizoid book, that would be, although very liberal and proud.
ETA: Isn't my tag just forty kinds of appropriate?
Simon, Pelecanos, the wife, and me don't need a foursome.
You want really kinky, spoza, I could ask Ayelet to borrow her DH....
(giggles)
The rare writer that's as nice to look at as his words are...there aren't many.
One of the few times looking at the photo on the back was, like a *happy* shock.
Mostly, it's like, well, his *sentences* are hot(Which could be enough. Meeting Elmore Leonard would make me blush and giggle on that basis, despite his looking every bit of sixty-four, or whatever.)
You want really kinky, spoza, I could ask Ayelet to borrow her DH....
From what little I've read of her, I'm thinking I'd rather purposely step on a crippled feral kitten in front of you and Nic.
Well, maybe they "got it like that," the wife and AW.
From what little I've read of her, I'm thinking I'd rather purposely step on a crippled feral kitten in front of you and Nic.
Sweetie, she's a doll. She's one of my favourite people, and she's stone solid funny. She's also passionate and stubborn and noisy, all of which are traits you kinda need to be LA County's Public Defender in international drug cases. She pulls no punches, she's real to her bootheels, she takes very little shit, and she says what she thinks, usually more politely than I do - she actually does have a small reservoir of tact, which lord knows, I dont.
She also has exquisite taste in men. Michael - well. Yes.
And if I told her about my internet marriage and asked to borrow Michael, she'd laugh like a loon for ten minutes and then share the joke with him.
Oh, deb. I just meant she has a grand passion for him, that's all.
She also has exquisite taste in men. Michael - well. Yes.
Definitely. That's the sort of yes, where you both say it aloud, and nod at the same time, to make certain you're being perfectly clear.
Hee! Yep. That kinda yes.
She's due at my booksigning at Bonanza. I suspect she'll leave Michael at home with the kids - you'd think Sophie and Rosie would be veterans of booksignings at this point, but Zeke is still way too young.
Still, I can hope. I'll probably hint when I email her about it. Usual levels of tact: "HEY! BRING THE GORGEOUS GEEK!"
I'm not sure if I'd want you to do that, or not.
On the one hand, Michael Chabon! Knowing who I am!(tell him to write the name down...he might have cause to remember it...;))
OTOH, it makes me want to run somewhere and have my legs shaved and my prose tightened, right now.
It'd probably be easier to get my legs tightened and my prose shaved.
