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stuck/unstuck: inner conflict

In life, we are destined, it seems, to repeat certain experiences until the meaning or lesson of the experience is conscious. Since the writing life is not separate from life-life, can you share how you’ve moved through a certain block that had always influenced (hampered) your writing process? How did you enter, tolerate, remain with the internal conflict you were dealing with, how did it show up in your writing, and how did it, eventually, resolve?

Continuing our stuck/unstuck series with contributors from the anthology Men Undressed: Women Writers on the Male Sexual Experience, is Gina Frangello, whose co-edited and contributed to the collection. Gina is the author of the critically acclaimed novel My Sister’s Continent. She is the executive editor and co-founder of Other Voices Books and the editor of the fiction section at The Nervous Breakdown. She is the weekend fiction editor of The Rumpus.


by Gina Frangello

I recently sold my third book of fiction . . . but like many writers, this is merely the third book I’ve sold, not the third book I’ve written.  It’s actually the fifth: four novels and one short story collection.  Two of the novels remain unpublished–one was slotted for publication a couple of years ago but the publisher went bankrupt, and the other has never really made very serious submission rounds.  My (former) agent sent to a few places, but we quickly took it off the market due to my uncertainty that it was really “ready.”  I thought that novel might still need a lot of reworking, though I was soon onto another project and have yet to return to figure out what such reworking might entail.  Anyway, that’s a long preamble to indicate that–like many writers who are now forty-something–I’ve produced rather a lot of work, only some of which has made it into book form . . .

What I realized, however, only recently, is that the work I focused on from my early twenties until selling my latest novel in July (shortly after my forty-third birthday), is that all of my fiction has been, to date, variations on a particular kind of dynamic between two women.  Through four novels and many (though not all) of my short stories, I have worked and re-worked, reinvented and attempted to exorcise the same old story that once played in my own life: that of two young women who are intensely–even passionately–connected to and intimate with one another, who ultimately suffer a rift.  The similarities go deeper than that, too.  In each project, one of the women (and they range in my fiction from age 13 to their early 30s) makes a heroic, though ultimately misguided, effort to “save” the other from an outward danger, real or imagined, and some fairly terrible things happen as a result, ultimately setting the rift on its course.  In two of the novels, one of the two girls ends up dead; in two others, the severing is so extreme that it might be fair to say one of the two is “missing” by the novel’s end.  In other words, the attempts to rescue are radically unsuccessful–even calamitous and a burden–despite coming from places of love.  Heroism doesn’t pay off for these characters.  Girls, in some places–the dark places I tend to write about–are simply too easy to “erase,” either by violence or by their own self-destructive hands.  Or so it seems on the surface . . .

Many writers, of course, revisit the same psychological themes or demons over and over again.  Milan Kundera, one of my favorite authors, could surely be accused of this.  But upon this realization about my own fiction, I had the urge, I guess you could say, to  . . . be done with this conceit.  To move on, conceptually and in terms of character dynamics.  All the plots of my novels differ radically.  One is based on a Freud case study; one is a literary thriller set in the traveler’s subculture of London in the late 1980s; one follows a terminally ill woman traveler around the world as she collects lovers and tries to outrun death; and finally–the one I never really tried hard to publish–is about two young girls, cousins, who come of age in an Italian-American neighborhood in the early 1980s, amidst a culture of rabid misogyny and abuse and gangs and petty Mob crimes, and who try desperately and valiantly to hold on to one another in a world that doesn’t prioritize relationships between young women–that doesn’t prioritize them–and in which they both ultimately become different kinds of prey.  In other words, this final novel–while there are elements of “me” in everything I write–is the “autobiographical” one, and the emotional template for the others.  It focuses on two characters extremely similar to myself and my same-age cousin, growing up, and all the ways we needed, loved, worshipped, saved, sabotaged, betrayed and lost one another on the way to adulthood, and in my struggle to leave my neighborhood behind.

I think I kept reworking this concept/relationship in numerous other projects because I didn’t feel I had done it “right” in the early novel I tried to write, autobiographically, about my own youth.  Ironically (and cathartically), I ended up doing a much fuller job of it in its other–more fictional–incarnations.  Only lately, examining all this, and the threads buried through all my novels like a map to some central hidden place where the treasure or the demons are hidden, did I realize that I think I’m finally . . . done.  That I’ve explored this dynamic enough; that I understand what I can understand about it–that my characters and plots and fictional worlds are straining to break beyond into new terrain.

I still may, someday, revise that early novel, for its own sake.  There are still things l love about it.  But I doubt that its echoes will continue to follow other, new characters into their fictional worlds the way they used to.  I feel I have finally done them some kind of justice, and honored them enough–and now I can let them go.

stuck/unstuck: writing with baby/kids in the house

In this installment of stuck/unstuck, I wanted to find out how a novelist and professional writer got back to writing after a baby arrived while there were already a couple of little ones in the house. Camille Noe Pagán is the author of The Art of Forgetting (just rereleased in paperback), and her work has appeared in national publications and websites including Allure, Cooking Light, Glamour, O, The Oprah Magazine, Reader’s Digest, SELF and Women’s Health. I told Camille: “The issue to write to would be about how you moved forward when you faced whatever it was you faced after your children were born – overwhelm, priorities, tiredness, etc etc.”

by Camille Noe Pagán

I’m on record as not believing in writer’s block. But as I learned after having my second child a year ago, sometimes you just can’t rush the fiction process, no matter how many hours you spend in front of your computer.
I’m a novelist, independent journalist and mom to two children, a three-and-a-half-year-old girl and a fourteen-month old boy. I didn’t take a real maternity leave with either child; both births were uncomplicated and my recoveries were easy, so I eased back in with a limited number of magazine projects and worked while my babies were napping. By the time both kids were about four months, I was back to business as usual, with the help of a sitter and my husband (who, like me, works from home). I wrote my first novel, The Art of Forgetting, around the time my daughter turned a year old. I’d been hit with a sudden streak of creativity and productivity, and I wrote the book in about four months, mostly at night and on the weekends while she was asleep or with my husband.
I attempted to start my second novel shortly after my son was born last December. I’d made several other false starts, but I was sure about the topic this time and was itching for a creative outlet—something other than journalism and dirty diapers. Besides, I assumed it would be a relatively straight-forward process. Not easy, per se, but I knew how to write a novel and had already done it while juggling a “real job”, play dates and night feedings.
The only thing straight-forward about the whole thing was that I couldn’t “push through it”. I was exhausted from having a newborn, launching a book (the novel I’d written while my daughter was a baby came out last May, six months after my son was born) and transitioning from one child to two. The few brain cells I had left were apparently being used up by book publicity and journalism, and I couldn’t seem to write a single chapter of fiction that was not, frankly, horrible.
So I gave up for a while. I took naps and played with my kids. I drank wine and read books, often at the same time. During the time that I should have been working on fiction, I did research, reading everything I could about the topic of my next novel. Then one balmy day last August, I sat down and began to write … and this time, I kept going. I’m now a few thousand words shy of my first draft, and while it needs work, I’m actually happy with it. Like many moms, I have a hard time ignoring the “you should”s that dance around in my head. But in the end, giving myself permission to take a break was the best thing I could have done for my productivity … and my family.

Why “keeping up” can hold us back

The subject of this article, by Julie Bosman, in the New York Times:

Writer’s Cramp: In the E-Reader Era, a Book a Year Is Slacking

made me itchy and anxious—particularly this quote: “Everybody’s doing a little more,” said Mr. [Lee] Child (a British author), who is published by Delacorte Press, part of Random House. “It seems like we’re all running faster to stay in the same place.”

Itchy and anxious, this is, until I remembered that trying to “keep up” (no matter what I’m trying to do) had always make me itchy and nervous. I had momentarily been seduced by the idea that if I do something formulaic, trendy, in, popular, I can “get to” where I “need to be” and “then everything will work out.”

Where I need to be has never, I don’t think, turned out to be where I thought I needed to be.

I am not talking about following a creative path, or doing what a writer (or any creative or professional, for that matter) needs to do to foster their creations and bring their words and work into the world. But it’s when I start listening to “how it is right now” and “what authors need to do” and “everyone needs to do it this way, but not too much this way” that I shut down.

“How it is right now” may be how it is, but why do I have to keep (over and over) regarding that “how it is-ness” as the only thing that is?

I don’t. Nor do you.


stuck/unstuck: writing after babies arrive

What was the hardest part about getting back to writing after your kids were born, and did you have to do anything special to get back into the swing? Did something change? Get easier/harder? Why do you suppose this happened to you?

In this installment of stuck/unstuck, I wanted to find out how the professional creatives get back to writing after a baby arrives and then another one arrives a few years later? And I wanted to ask a couple. Craig and Megan Mattes have faced this (together) and share. Craig is a writer and copy supervisor at a large advertising agency. Megan is a former editor at Parents magazine who has written beauty, health and lifestyle pieces for national publications such as Ladies’ Home Journal and Fit Pregnancy. She also writes advertising materials for beauty and pharmaceutical brands.


by Craig Mattes

In regard to writing stories or long form, the hardest part of writing with kids is the lack of adult inspiration that you get. I get motivated to write by movies, tv and books that make me think, make me uncomfortable or disturb me. With kids, there is just a lack of that sort of input during the day, other than the 3 paragraphs I read of a book before nodding off at night. Mickey Mouse Clubhouse just doesn’t provide the spark that I need to put something on the paper that’s truly intriguing. Show me something like Irreversible, Martyrs or even Annie Hall and I’m ready to sit at my laptop and pour my heart out—not so much with Dinosaur Train.

It was seeing Louis CK on his latest endeavor, the sitcom Louie, that got me back into taking the challenging aspects of life and attempting to turn them into humorous or interesting writing. I have Mr. CK to thank twice now, first for getting me back into comedy after I decided I had nothing of value to say, and secondly for getting me back into writing when I just couldn’t get in the mindset.

As far as comedy and joke writing goes…kids are a gold mine. I was never able to write material quickly until my two little ones arrived. Now almost every day something comes up that I think is funny and that I want to share with others from the stage. It’s a matter of approaching life with kids honestly and openly that makes comedy about kids work, and for me that’s part of the joy of being a dad. Our family is built on making each other laugh, and sometimes it just so happens that what makes us laugh as a unit works for other folks too.

by Megan Mattes

I had a rough time getting back to writing after my kids were born. I didn’t feel creative or inspired, probably because I was just too tired to think about it. Once I started back (it took me 8 months with my first and 4 months with my second), it felt liberating to use my brain in a non-baby related way. <<So what did you do?>> Besides having wine on hand? Because I’m a firm believer in drinking and writing to stimulate creativity! But seriously, I tend to think of ideas and lines at the most inopportune times—like when I’m driving or running. I started using the microphone feature on my iPhone to record my thoughts so I could come back to them later. I find that if I don’t jot them down right away I won’t remember the exact wording or idea I had in that Aha! moment.

stuck/unstuck: internal conflict and writing: Kristin Thiel

In life, we are destined, it seems, to repeat certain experiences until the meaning or lesson of the experience is conscious. Since the writing life is not separate from life-life, can you share how you’ve moved through a certain block that had always influenced (hampered) your writing process? How did you enter, tolerate, remain with the internal conflict you were dealing with, how did it show up in your writing, and how did it, eventually, resolve? 

Continuing our stuck/unstuck exploration of resolving one’s internal conflicts while continuing to write, Kristin Thiel shares her view. Kristin* is co-owner of Indigo Editing & Publications. When not editing, she talks books for publications such as Rain Taxi, Bookslut, the Oregonian, the Star Tribune (Minnesota), and the Christian Science Monitor, and writes her own fiction. Her latest short story is in Men Undressed: Women Writers on the Male Sexual Experience (Other Voices Books/Dzanc).

by Kristen Thiel 

Only one particular block…? Hmmm… OK, I’ll chisel at this one a little bit: The thing that blocks me is not procrastination or avoidance—it’s something in the same ballpark, but slipperier.

I have always been a writer (dictating stories to my mom before I could form the letters of the alphabet on my own), and I’ve never been ashamed of that. I proudly called myself a writer before and after the Jane Austin Dream House™ of my dreams was replaced by the realization that most writers are poor (or certainly not rich) and some find fame only after death, too many others only infamy at the bottom of a bottle. And I never didn’t write—but I didn’t always write creatively, and that became an unanticipated problem.

It’s useful to try to make connections between dots. Most candidates for a job don’t have exact experience in each and every qualification listed in the posting—but they can make a case that the communication skills they do have will fit the skills needed. Colleges allow similar connections when they accept a transfer student’s credits from another college. We’re taught that this level of linkage is logical and natural, and it most cases it does work—but it didn’t for me for creative writing.

As a teen, I became section and then managing editor of my high school’s paper, and worked for a suburban Chicago paper. I entered college thinking I’d study to be a political journalist, but when a poli-sci class I wanted to take wasn’t available, the replacement history course wooed me into that department. Later, new friends I admired led me to add a second major, anthropology. After graduation, I was an AmeriCorps literacy program coordinator and a grant writer for a theater company.

I did all that not to not write—I did it to write more. I’d write for a daily! No, I’d write minute-by-minute field notes on the world’s cultures! No, I’d write proposal after proposal, answering pleas with reports and briefs and thank-yous! But just as driving a bumper car does not prepare you for driving a semi or for driving a four-wheeler or for driving someone up the wall, so writing one type of words does not make you an author of another type.

For the past decade, I’ve been a freelance editor and book reviewer, which are more writing writing distractions, yes—but they’re also writing aids. They get me reading, and reacting critically to, stories. You know when someone’s telling you a story, and you snap your fingers: Oh yeah! Something like that happened to me, too! I was paying attention to stuff that spurred my stuff. I’d been a reader for almost as long as I’d been a writer, but finally I was reading like a writer (also the name of one of my favorite writing reference books, by Francine Prose). And I was writing like a (creative) writer.

[*Kristin will be on the radio program Susan Rich Talks this coming Monday, April 16, 8 am PT, 11 am ET on All Women’s Radio Network.]


stuck/unstuck: Back to writing after baby arrives: Yuvi Zalkow

What was the hardest part about getting back to writing after your kids were born, and did you have to do anything special to get back into the swing? Did something change? Get easier/harder? Why do you suppose this happened to you? 

In this installment of stuck/unstuck, I asked Yuvi Zalkow to answer this question. Yuvi Zalkow’s debut novel, A Brilliant Novel in the Works, will be published by MP Publishing in August of 2012. His writing has appeared in Glimmer Train, Narrative Magazine, Los Angeles Review, Carve Magazine, and others. He is also the creator of the shame-filled video series, “I’m a Failed Writer.” He has over 500 rejection letters in his desk drawer. For more information, check out his website and this book trailer that raises as many questions as it answers (and why you’ll love it as did I).

by Yuvi Zalkow

“Before my kid was born, I was terrified that it would mean the end of my life as a writer. It was already hard to squeeze in writing before the kid and it made no sense to me how it would go with a baby in the picture. But the intensity of having a child (and the amount of time it requires) put me in an entirely new plane of existence. So many unnecessary tasks had to fall away to function in this new life. The great thing, however, is that I became more efficient with my time than ever. This isn’t something I was consciously doing — it just came from necessity or instinct or both. Sure, I had moments where I was too much of a zombie to do anything coherent, but I was also getting more things done in a day than what I ever imagined possible (even if many of those things involved diapers or poop or burping or feeding). After a few weeks of adjusting to this new life, I began to fit writing back into the schedule. The key for me was to change my expectations. I forced myself to write with a less idealized image of what writing is supposed to look like. I didn’t need four hours at a time…. twenty minutes was acceptable. I didn’t need to write every day… 3x a week was fine. Sometimes I wrote on my iPhone while rocking my child to sleep. Sometimes I wrote in the bathroom. And so forth. I also started with smaller projects before I got back into big, scary novel-sized things. I’d say that I’m even more dedicated as a writer now that I’m a parent than I was before having a child. Go figure.

Actually, I did a video about time management and basically my suggestion to others (jokingly) was to have a baby. Because it made me efficient in a new kind of way. And I wanted to analyze that efficiency, both to help parents and non-parents.”

[Visit Yuvi’s site for a library of his brilliant videos that will have you laughing, crying, nodding your head, shaking your head….”]