A Writer Must Show Up- Every Day- Even When the Muse Isn’t There

“You can’t say, I won’t write today because that excuse will extend into several days, then several months, then… you are not a writer anymore, just someone who dreams about being a writer.”

~Dorothy C. Fontana 

I didn’t write yesterday but it wasn’t because I didn’t want to.  I just didn’t have anything to say, well nothing that I felt was worthy of being read by you guys.  But today I am reminded that I must still write even when I don’t feel like it.  

I suppose if I had some deadline to reach (for an actual publisher or editor) I would be more inclined to write even when the mood doesn’t strike.  However, the only way I can get to that stage of writing with a deadline for a publisher or agent in mind, or writing an article for an editor on deadline, is if I act as if I have a deadline now.  I think I need to start making my own deadlines for certain things that I need to get accomplished and actually sticking to those deadlines as if my life depended on it (mostly because it does).  

Even if there is no publisher or agent waiting for my finished work right at this very moment, I am confident (most days) that there will be.  I need to make sure that when it counts I won’t find or create an excuse not to put my butt in the chair and write.  

It’s different when you write as a hobby because then you really can wait until the mood strikes you to write.  You can do other things that you are really motivated to do and when the story hits you a certain way, then you can go write it all down.  

On the other hand, a writer, a person who this is not a hobby for but rather something that they are driven to do and are meant to do, something that they can’t live their life without doing, can’t have that luxury.  We can’t just wait for that muse (which, let’s face it, doesn’t stick around 24/7) to hit us and we can’t not write until that muse strikes.  

This is our livelihood (at least it’s what we would like our livelihood to be) and to be successful at it we can’t just not show up to the desk to write.  We have to plant our butts in that chair at the desk or the dining room table, or wherever you write at, and get writing.  

Even if it sounds like garbage at first, it could very well be an unpolished jewel, waiting to be polished later on when your muse can begin to make it shine.  So for all of you out there who woke up today not feeling like you want to write, write anyway!  

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Time Is Ticking Away From Me

“If you have time to whine and complain about something then you have the time to do something about it.”

~Anthony J. D’Angelo 

In my battle to become more productive in my writing I am struggling with the fact that I can’t cram more time to write in a single 24 hour day.  I’m just not as young (in either actual age or spirit) as I used to be and I can’t even find a way to force myself to stay up all night like I used to.  

I still go to bed relatively late (around 1 am) but even staying up that late doesn’t prove to make me more productive.  When I was younger I would be up from the time I woke up early in the morning until almost the same hour the next morning, working on only one or two hours of sleep (if that).  And when I was up, I don’t just mean awake and conscious, I mean alert, on the move, and with non-stop energy.  

Now, even though I go to bed late it is no longer because I am able to bounce around with energy beyond my control and channel it into sitting in front of the computer to work on my novel (not that I don’t try).  This is what I am battling to try and change.  I am trying to be able to get more work done in the day so that I have some work to show for the time that is flying by faster than I can blink my eyes.  

I would like to know whatever energy pill that all the famous, over-producing novelist’, and screenplay writers are taking and how I can get my hands on them.  I suppose I just have to discover the key to actually getting the sleep I need and still getting a sufficient (and by sufficient I mean way more than the average person can get done in one day) amount of work accomplished in a normal 24 hour period.  If anyone out there has figured it out please give me a hint to the magic solution. 

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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What Do You Say On the Days You Don’t Know What To Say?

I made a promise to myself that I would really focus on writing a blog post on a very regular basis.  At first it was everyday but then I realized that I wanted my weekends to be about reading, or doing research, or marketing myself in some way.  I still have work to do on the marketing part of that equation.  

However, I won’t pretend like it is not a struggle to produce words that will be thought provoking and inspirational (hopefully you guys do consider them inspirational) on a consistent basis.  Some days I really just don’t know what to say.  Some days I go through the whole day and I don’t hear anything that inspires me or gives me an insight into what to write for you guys.  

I tend to feel really inadequate as a writer on those days when I don’t know what to say.  People have this misconception that writers know exactly the right things to say and sometimes we just don’t.  Sometimes our minds are focused on whatever project we are working on and that is what consumes us.  Today is one of those days for me.  

I have thoughts of finishing my novel going through my head and where to go next with it.  I have thoughts of the next novel project that can either be a Young Adult novel or an Adult fiction novel but I haven’t quite decided which way to take it just yet.  I have a non-fiction book that I am trying to figure out what direction I want to go with it because it is a book that will be about my weight loss journey which is more about becoming a healthier and happier version of myself but it will also incorporate details of my childhood so it might actually border on something close to a memoir.  

That is what has been on my mind all day and thus I couldn’t really come up with anything to say today.  So I hope that you will understand my lack of inspiration in my blog post today but I did keep my promise I made to myself to continue posting on a daily basis.  Maybe tomorrow I will know exactly what words to say. 

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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I Always Wonder If I Made the Right Choice in Choosing My Dream

“Have the courage to follow your dreams.  It’s the first step towards attaining your destiny.”

~Nikita Koloff 

I was reading a post on a new blog I stumbled on earlier this morning (The Write Life) and it got me thinking about all of the energy and time and money (although not enough of it) and emotions that I have put into my writing and trying to become more successful and get my name out there.  It made me wonder if it has all just been a waste of time and whether or not my time would be better spent working some 9 to 5 job sitting behind some desk typing memos, making copies, and running errands for some boss that I bitch and moan about to my friends as soon as I step foot in my door.  

Perhaps I should have continued to work to build up someone else’s business and continue being frustrated at the lack of time it allowed me to spend with my daughter.  I certainly would have more money to my name than I do now.  I certainly wouldn’t be in a state of perpetual struggle wondering what happens if I don’t have a client, or what happens if I don’t sell my books.  I wouldn’t be in a position where I have to rely on my ability to be fearless (which most days isn’t present) just to be able to put my name out there and get my work seen by the right people (or people who know the right people).  

If I had only chosen some other profession that held a more stable foundation and didn’t provide so much uncertainty, then I might be able to take trips to wherever I want, or throw huge wonderful birthday parties for my daughter, or buy clothes for my daughter as soon as she needs them, or not always be a month behind in paying bills.  I think about the fact that I would be a lot less stressed if I just had a steady stream of income and didn’t choose to go full force at trying to make this thing happen and decide that I wanted to be an at home (or work at home) mother for my daughter.  

A lot of times (more times than I would care to admit) I have those questions run through my head.  Always wondering if I’m a bad mom for choosing my dream over the comfort-ability that lies in always knowing for certain when the next pay check is coming.  But after all of the doubts and fears are swept away, I think about all of the time that I have had with my daughter that I would’ve had to give up and the frustration that I would have continued to feel because I wasn’t able to fully give my writing the attention it needed or deserved when I was working for someone else, and I believe that I have made the right choice, at least the right one for me.  

I know that there are plenty of writers out there who do have a regular9 to 5job in which writing coincides with and I applaud them.  I admire the balance that they are able to have and still maintain their sanity.  I just wasn’t one of those people who could do that.  

Now no one may understand my choice that I made years ago to never go back to working for someone else (at least not in fields and professions that didn’t have anything to do with my passion for writing).  They may see my struggling as proof that it is not the way for them to go about it.  They may (and most likely do) think that I am crazy for not choosing the certainty of knowing when the money is coming in.  They may be right.  

However, when I see the happiness that my daughter feels knowing that I’m going to be the one taking her to school and picking her up and helping her with her homework, I know that I must have done something right.  When I see how proud she is to know her mom is a writer and being able to encourage her to follow her dreams knowing that I followed mine, it makes me feel like its all worth it; all of the uncertainty and the struggle.  There will always be days when I think that I am wasting my time, where I wonder if what I’m doing really makes a difference, but I just have to remember to take a step back and look at what I have already accomplished and know in my heart that I made the best decision, for the both of us.    

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Writers Do More Than Just Write

I think back to the days when I actually thought that being a writer only entailed writing.  But we writers, we do way more than just write.  I am slowly figuring out that among the many things on the list of our duties is being a public speaker.  It is something that most, if not all, writers must adapt to.  It is one thing that I struggle with the most.  

Just the thought of being in front of people and talking about myself or my work makes me nervous and begin to feel my anxiety level rise.  It’s actually funny because most people that know me would say that it is hilarious to think of me not being able to talk in front of people because I seem to be able to hold a conversation so well.  

However, the reality is that being as though writing is my destiny and my purpose and I know that I have to do whatever it takes to be successful at it, I have to learn to get over my consistent state of stage fright.  It’s only going to hold me back, and it’s only going to limit me from the possibilities that lie ahead of me.  My opportunities reside in the extra steps that I take to get where I need to be.  

It is amusing to me when someone dismisses writing as a hobby and not really being a job.  When I tell people I am a writer they usually say something to the effect of, ‘oh so you don’t really have a job’.  My response is (after rolling my eyes at the audacity that they would have to say that) is ‘writing is a job, why don’t you try it and tell me it isn’t work.’  What I don’t think people get is that writing is hard work.  

Writers are many things.  Our lists of duties extend far beyond the realm of putting words on paper.  We are our own promoters and marketers, we are our own accountants (unless you’re making enough to afford one), we are editors, we are researchers, we are public speakers, we are activists, we are musicians, we are directors, we are motivators, and we are entrepreneurs.  A Writer certainly does way more than just write.     

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Where Writing Leaves Off, Music Picks Up

“Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and cannot remain silent.”
~Victor Hugo 

I just finished reading Ms. L.’s blog post from last night.  I swear sometimes when she writes a post it’s almost like she tuned into something that I was already thinking about and wanted to say but somehow couldn’t actually find the words to say it.  And then I usually read her post and it helps me put what I wanted to say into perspective.  

She talked about the musician side of her and while I must say I don’t have the songwriting capability that she has, I too, have had dreams of being on the stage singing with the whole shebang, lights, cameras, band, and background singers.  Now it’s usually hard for me to toot my own horn most of the time but there are two things that I have no problem acknowledging that I am good at, my writing (of course) and my singing.  

I can still sing, or at least carry a more decent tune than most, but there was once a time when I really (really) used to be able to sing.  I had a really good range and I could hold a note for a really long time.  I might have had a little too much vibrato at times but it could’ve been managed.  

I miss the times when I used to just pull out my stacks of CDs and just hold my own personal concert in my house.  Sometimes there would even be an occasional group of my friends (of course they could sing too) and we would do group songs, duets, and each would take turns being the soloist.  Those were really fun times.  

Singing was my release, almost as much as writing was.  In fact when I wasn’t writing you would more than likely find me singing.  Even when my daughter was a baby I would sing to my daughter and it would literally lull her right to sleep.  I would still get together with that group of friends and we would sing to entertain her and she loved it.  

I never really thought about the possibility of writing songs until recently, partly because I feel my voice wasn’t what it once was and I realize that I might never get to contribute to the music industry the way I had once intended to, on stage.  I’ve even been told all throughout my time of writing poetry that I had some poems that have the potential of making really good songs.  The problem with that would be that, unlike Ms. L., I can not write or read music, so I’m always left with this melody of something in my head that I can’t for the life of me (because I’m getting old and my memory isn’t what it once was) remember later. 

Sometimes I do feel like I am really missing out on something by not getting some piano lessons and perhaps beginning to actually write my own songs to sing.  But I suppose that if it’s meant to be for me to create music, because it is ingrained inside of me, then it will be present within my journey.  

I do, however, miss the days of gathering up my stacks of CDs and cranking my stereo up, and singing for hours on end.  Music has a way of healing my spirit in ways that sometimes (very rarely) writing can’t.  When I can’t find the words to convey what I am feeling, I can always find the song.  It’s as if it picks up where writing leaves off and then allows my writing to weave its way back in.  

“Where words fail, music speaks.”

~Hans Christian Andersen 

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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I Know It Doesn’t Seem Like I Was Productive Today…

Every day is not going to be the most productive day like I usually imagine it to be when I get out of bed in the morning.  I imagine that after I take my daughter to school, go do my workout at the gym, come home to shower and get dressed that I would be ready to load myself with a cup (or two) of coffee and get straight to work.  However, it does not always work out that way.  

A part of me becoming more focused on my goals and turning my dreams into reality is to make sure that I am more productive everyday.  Sometimes that calls for me to begin to realize that productivity does not just lie in the work that’s being done in a manner that can be always be seen.  

Even if at the end of a day I don’t have a thousand words on my novel written, or I don’t write two or three query letters to be sent out, or I haven’t started that outline for the next novel that I was supposed to start the other day, or I don’t have the most prolific words for my blog post, it doesn’t mean that work is not being done.  

A lot of times a writer’s work begins in their minds first.  An idea formulates and is planned out in extensive detail within the walls of your mind and it takes life all before you even take pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard).  Research is also a big part of a writer’s world because that aspect of any project is extremely important and can not be avoided.  

So on days like today, when I start to begin beating myself up for not having a finished query letter to send off, or for not being words closer to completing my novel, I have to remind myself that it doesn’t mean that I wasn’t productive.  I do an enormous amount of my work in my head, and another large part is done in my research efforts.  I can’t allow myself to feel like I’m not getting things done just because I don’t have a finished product.  Some days my mind just needs to do the work within its walls and that’s okay.  

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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Somewhere Hidden In the Scraps

“Miracles always begin with recognition of what you have; if you don’t recognize what you have, you can never multiply what you have not recognized.”

~Bishop T.D. Jakes 

There are some writers that will always tell other aspiring writers that they are never supposed to throw anything away.  That whatever you create should be held onto.  There are those scraps of paper that you set to the side whenever your idea doesn’t pan out the way you thought it would.  

There’s that opening scene that you decided that you weren’t crazy about once you had completed it.  Even the novel that you, for some unknown reason, stopped working on halfway through it and have just set to the side never to be seen again for years, possibly decades.  I firmly believe in never throwing things away but not just for the sake of holding onto things and not being able to let go but because you never know what treasures lie in those scraps of paper that you are thinking about throwing away.  

Those scraps of paper may not have been right for what you initially intended it for but they might be perfect for some other project down the line.  That scene may not have fit that particular story but could find a home in the next one.  That unfinished novel that is still sitting and collecting dust may just be waiting for the right time for you to be ready to finish it and it could be the next great novel the world is waiting to read.   

Last week I wrote a post that mentioned some segments from a sermon given by Bishop T.D. Jakes that was featured on a particular episode of Oprah’s Next Chapter.  I had only captured certain pieces of that sermon on the show but this morning I went back and listened to it in its entirety and got so much more out of it then I did before.  His specific message was on saving the scraps (our past burdens) and it was centered around a passage from the bible taken from Mark6:42-52.  

In his sermon he said that “The miracle is not in what you lost, the miracle is not in what you have consumed previously, your best days are not your yesterdays, your miracles are in what you have left.  If you discard it, ignore it, don’t use it, don’t value it, don’t learn from it, don’t understand it, you will lose the battle before you because you did not learn from the battle behind you. – That which remains is more valuable than that which was lost.”  

He talked about us taking our scraps and using them to enable us to power through and forge ahead.  To use them as our learning tools that eventually become our blessings.  “Your power is not in where you are, your power is in where you’ve been” and if you don’t recognize and hold onto the place that you were once at you can not truly appreciate the place where you are now.  

Bishop T.D. Jakes closed his sermon by saying to those who have been broken, that the problem is that you have not considered the scraps that God has given you.  If you had considered the scraps then you would already know and trust that you are safe.  That it is not what you go through, but rather how you perceive what you go through.  

I am very aware of the fact that I need to learn how to appreciate the scraps of my life instead of continuing to try and bury them.   True gratitude comes in the appreciation of the fact that those scraps have been the reason for more than my fair share of blessings. Like it or not those scraps are what makes me who I am.  They’re what make you who you are too.  

When you look back at the things that you have been through and on the lows that you have been in, you have to know that God would not have put you through those things if he did not have a plan to bring you to higher ground.  Your blessings are hidden in what you’ve already experienced and been through, in the lessons that life has already been teaching you.  Your blessings are hidden in the scraps of it all.  

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

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A Chance Meeting With a Message for Me About Rejection

“A rejection is nothing more than a necessary step in the pursuit of success.”

~Bo Bennett 

I met someone at the Starbucks today as I sat down to the blank page of my computer screen wondering what I was going to write this post about today.  She is a fellow author and I saw her come in with her box of books of her debut novel, Murder by Ice.  She walked right up to the cashier at the counter and after ordering her coffee asked if she could sell her books here.  I thought to myself ‘she’s not even afraid that they’ll say no, why aren’t I like that.’  She sat at the table where I was sitting as she waited for the cashier to talk to the manager and get a response back to her and we began talking.  

I asked her how she gets up the nerve to do that.  I promptly began to explain how hard it was for me to just get out and talk to people to get them to buy my book as I handed her the postcard for my novel, The Diary: Succession of Lies.  I know funny right.  I’m talking about how hard it is for me to promote myself and my book as I am whipping out the postcard for my book (I didn’t even realize what I was doing while I was doing it).  She asked where my book was but it just so happened that I left the box of books at home and she immediately got on me.  I explained that sometimes I just don’t feel like anyone’s going to buy it so I just don’t bring it with me.    

We talked for over an hour about many different things and she asked me why I found it so easy to show my card about my book to her but can’t go out and do the same with other people.  I told her that it was easy to do that with people who I knew were writers as well.  Writers know the painstaking efforts we each go through, not just to write the book but to get it edited and published and selling.  I told her that with other writers I feel less of a chance of getting rejected.  

She said to me in essence that rejection comes with the territory of being a writer (which I am all too familiar with) but also that just because someone doesn’t buy my book right then and there that it is not necessarily rejection.  Sometimes just their knowing about your book and the story it tells may make them think about it and go buy it later.  However, if I never tell anyone then no one ever goes back to buy it later.  

Rejection is just so scary and it, at times, makes you feel like you are not good enough.  It can make you doubt yourself.  I mean obviously I know that everyone is not going to always like what I write or publish it but it still stings a little (a lot actually).  Well as it turns out this lady that I ran into, I already knew her.  There we were talking like strangers and then realizing that I used to hang out with her daughter and that I already knew her.  It was wonderful to run into her because I hadn’t seen her in so long (since I was still a teenager).  

We both realized that there was a reason for both of us coming to this particular Starbucks on this particular day because I started not to go there today but in many ways something was drawing me there.  Now I know that it was to run into this wonderfully, courageous, woman, who at the age of 50 (hope she wouldn’t mind me saying her age) has the nerve and fearlessness of getting out there and promoting herself and her book (her baby as she called it) and for me to be inspired by her actions.    

In just the short time that I talked to her today she reminded me that rejection is nothing to be afraid of and that that fear could even make me better and work harder to accomplish what I want (and need) to get done.  She said to me that we writers are pioneers of inspiration and reminded me that our stories and experiences are meant to be shared with others.  

Even if everyone doesn’t get something out of your shared experiences, there’s always that one person that will.  That one person will be inspired, or motivated, and take your words as lessons and advice for the steps that they take moving forward.  You will be their chance meeting with a message that they never knew they were going to receive.               

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

Writer/Editor

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Cutting the Ties of Negativity That Keep Me Bound

“One of the things I learned the hard way was that it doesn’t pay to get discouraged.  Keeping busy and making optimism a way of life can restore your faith in yourself.”

~Lucille Ball 

It is important when being a writer, in business for yourself, that you have adequate support around you.  People reassuring you that you will be successful and that actually believe the encouragement that they are giving you.  People that you can bounce ideas off of and they get how your mind works and don’t automatically assume that you are crazy.  People that don’t tear you down every chance that they get.  

I think that I have built up a good circle of people who believe in my vision and what my purpose is.  It may be a very small circle but it is there.  The problem that I continue to come up against is the people, or person in particular, who continues to tear me down with every open shot they get. 

Now I know that I am supposed to cut any negative form of energy that enters into my circle and threatens my belief in myself but family is a little harder to get rid of.  Every time I get to a place where I feel confident in what I am doing and I begin to stop doubting myself (at least not on an everyday basis) this person says such negative, nasty, unsupportive things.  Sometimes they just say things that are downright hateful.  

I asked someone once how you are supposed to extract that negative energy from your life and your circle when they are family and you have to deal with them on a regular basis.  This person told me that just because that person is your family doesn’t mean that they necessarily deserve to be treated the way people normally would treat their family.  He said that if they are not living up to the title and are not giving me that emotional support that family is supposed to give one another then they are family in title only but not in their actions.  

I never thought of it that way and even though I try to keep this in mind, every time I have to deal with this person (which is often because my daughter is very close to them) the negativity is just there and sometimes it seeps in my subconscious whether I want it to or not.  Last night the negativity seeped in for a little while but for a writer there is typically a battle to keep out the voices of doubt, whether it is your voice or the voice of others.  

I didn’t necessarily win the time and productivity battle today but every day won’t be perfect and you have to just take the good with the bad.  Tomorrow will be a better day, one where I will avoid all said persons projecting negativity my way.  

 

Jimmetta Carpenter

Writer/Editor

The Diary: Succession of Lies (Now Available)

Writing as “Jaycee Durant”

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