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WHAT I’M READING:
I finished reading THE YEAR OF FOG (Michelle Richmond) for my IRL book club. Premise: future step-mom looks away for less than a minute and future step-daughter is abducted. The writing was spectacular; the story, well-executed. But for a mother of two who’s a neurotic worry-wart? I had a tough time getting through the story.
Currently I’m reading a book that is making me want to throw things.
Okay, so normally the teacher in me tries to say very positive things about books, even if I’m not completely enthralled by them. If I don’t like them at all, I don’t say anything. That’s just how I roll. But this book I’m reading? The premise is pretty good, one a lot of people can relate to. I feel like it’s taking a while to get to the main crux of the story and there are some issues I have with buy-a-bility, but I am enjoying the story itself. The main character’s a teensy annoying, but I warmed up to her. And the writing, for the most part, is pretty good. So, what about this book makes nice girl Alison want to throw things?
People who know me know that I probably watch soccer as often as I brush my teeth—and I tend to be a good little patient and brush twice a day. So, when I came upon the part of the story where two of the big secondary characters play soccer, I was all kinds of excited. Until the soccer game happened. My soccer lingo was a little rattled when the main character improperly used the term goal box. My jaw dropped a little when the players came into the stands to chat with the fans at half-time (that is unheard of in my parts), but I talked myself into being okay with it because maybe that’s just how some folks do things and how they refer to things. But when the coach called a time out in the middle of the second half, I may have thrown the book.
There are no. Time outs. In soccer.
I guess if you’ve never watched soccer, you might think that hey, they have time outs in football and basketball, so I’ll just write that in there because I need one of the players to stop what he’s doing and do something else instead. But um . . . no. As my husband always says, when you ASSUME something, you make an ASS out of U and ME.
That, my friends, is where research comes in. Why it’s so important that you get the facts right—even if it is something that might seem like a small thing—because if you don’t, you turn faithful readers like me off, to the point I might not even finish what might be a truly great read. And, on top of that, I will recommend your book to NO ONE.
I know. You’re probably thinking BIG DEAL. Get over it, Alison. But, to me, it is. I love soccer. I love sports. And this is why I’m neurotic about getting research right. Why I do so much needling on the minor details. Why I talk to people about things I’m not sure about. Why I get hoards of reliable readers who will tell me when something’s not quite right.
I’m still bothered by this. And I think what bothers and angers me more is not only did the time out thing escape the author’s notice, it escaped her readers' notice, her agent’s notice, and the notice of her editors at a major publishing house.
Okay, rant over. But seriously folks, for the sports lovers (and animal lovers and music lovers and whatever lovers) out there, please, please, please do your research. Also, sorry, but I’m not going to reveal the name of Frustrating Read here. I’m not normally a book basher so I’m uncomfortable divulging this much. BUT if you really want to know, feel free to DM me.
WHAT I’M WRITING: I’m this close to finishing this particular round of revisions. Don’t get too excited. I’m not. My revision list is six pages long and I have, like, a hundred some comments in the doc. BUT I am excited to work on that list. Hoping, hoping, to have the next round finished by the end of February. Then a polishing round before I send it off to CPs. *fingers crossed*
WHAT WORKS FOR ME: I revised a chapter last week that reminds me so much of this scene from The Breakfast Club.
For those of you who know me, you know this movie is my favorite movie EVER. And the scene I wrote is definitely not John Hughes worthy, but it has the reveals, the feels, and well, the fifteen year old gave it her stamp of approval so… the scene’s a keeper. And my favorite. And the one that makes all the frustrating times with revisions WORTH IT.
So, when I get a little frustrated with what I’m working on and want to throw my WiP against the wall (I know…violence #smh), I reread scenes like this one. Do you have a scene that keeps you going?
WHAT ELSE I’VE BEEN UP TO: Um...
My life’s not super exciting. But I am going to see Wicked this weekend. And I have a retreat with some writer friends coming up that I’m super excited about so…
What’s up on YOUR Wednesday?!.