Tuesday, September 05, 2006

In The Beginning...

...you should be writing. Almost anything: essays, articles, poems, letters, emails. Anything that keeps your creative juices flowing and exercises your writing muscles.

And you should be looking for likely outlets for your talent, investigating markets and writing for them. Seeing what you're good at and what interests you most. Sending proposals, drafts, outlines and completed items to the most likely publications.

In short, you cannot afford to be sitting there (or anywhere) gazing into space and waiting for inspiration or, for that matter, an agent or publisher to come knocking.

Send your stuff to specialist magazines, to free magazines and local directories. They're often strapped for cash and short of 'copy', so you're unlikely to be paid but you are likely to be published.

In the beginning, that's your aim. To be published, to build a portfolio of published work, and to improve your skills. You'll also expand your list of contacts, and 'real' work can come from the unlikeliest sources - you'd be surprised.

Writing is fun and satisfying and sometimes easy and often very difficult, but the world is full of the written word and someone has to create it. If you're a writer, then that's your role.

And mine.

So. Time to write.

Roy

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

How refreshing, encouraging, reviving,
what convivial zing
how grounding and substantial.
Thanks Roy!
Lynda

Roy Everitt said...

Why, thank you.

Anonymous said...

Okay Roy, per your forceful advice, I am entering an essay contest. It is like having a cloth the size of a parking lot, and trying to cut out a dress, a dress that's going to need darts and hems, a thing with real limits, and that's after I cut it down to 1,500 words. I took the tack of just writing out everything I could think, without recourse to the standard essay format. I just got going, and had 2,500 some-odd words!
I am resisting reading any more essays now, because I'll only end up imitating someone (badly). From out of this flood of ideas I have to pare out a succinct, clear and forceful essay, an essay that doesn't sound like it was written by a mad-woman. And try to pare out all the colloquialisms, the poetic language, the vehemence that's fueling the thing...and all the while ignoring the voices from within that harangue me with doubt. I guess I just needed to vent. I hope you don't consider this a misuse of your spot here, but I am trying to make forays away from my usual (hot-house) writing venue. And resisting the impulse to write a poem instead, because it will bleed off the concentration I need to address a topic in prose-mind. And be cogent about it!
Erg. Thank you for the little white space, and the encouragement to try anything, many things.
Lynda

Roy Everitt said...

Hi Lynda,
I'm flattered you think my advice has helped at all, even if you now have the problem of paring-down...
I hope I get the chance to read the end result sometime - I'd love to see some of your prose.
Highest regards, as ever,
Roy