Showing posts with label crits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crits. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

INTJ

There has been some discussion of personality types on AotP and related blogs lately. Whether it be a personality test from the Oprah mag or the full-out Meyers Briggs, personality tests are enlightening of both our attributes and our flaws.

I’ve known my Meyers Briggs (MB) type for many years. One year, early on in my current bill-paying job, everyone on staff had to take the MB. Then we went on a retreat. In a huge ballroom, the hundreds of employees of my work place scattered out and stood in areas marked with their personality type. The people in charge made it a game. At the end, out of hundreds of employees, I stood at the far end of the room in a small box labeled INTJ. Out of hundreds, there were 4 of us. We had room to lounge. Others were giddily crowded into boxes far too small for that many people. All those extroverts seemed to relish their tight confines. I was happy with my elbow room … until I looked around. Four of us. It hit me now. What did I have in common with these three who studied the room as carefully as I did?

Come to find out, INTJs aren’t all that common. We are about 1% of the population. Women INTJs are even more rare than men. Eegads. (“Freak!” I screamed at myself.)

My husband humorously read the description accompanying my analysis that night. Uh… he made it sound a bit unflattering at times. I rushed out to take it again. Surely, it was wrong. I wasn’t THAT person.

I’ve taken the test several times since then. I’ve tested as an INTJ about two dozen times – very strong on the I and N and T, moderate to low on the J. I’ve tested INTP twice – both times I was in a funky mood.

My life as a writer clearly outlines why I’m an INTJ. Over the past year and a half that I’ve been writing seriously, I’ve tried everyone else’s ways of doing this writing thing. I’m finally settling on mine. I should have listened to my inner writer all along.

What have I learned about how I write that relates to my personality type? More than I can include here. But, I’ll attempt to enlighten you. Of course, I’m such a weak J, that a lot of the P info fits me, too.

First, some INTJ info:

“Logical, critical, decisive innovators of ideas; serious, intent, very independent, concerned with organization; determined, often stubborn.”


Okay – um – I will finish this damn book and a dozen or more others. And frankly, I’m almost ready to say, I want to finish it without any more crits or any input. I want to follow wild ideas and see where they go.

“They thrive on the surge of inspiration that comes with a new idea or interest.”

This explains why the next idea and the next are so much more fun that the current one.

“Highly independent, they often prefer to teach themselves what they believe they need to know, but they also appreciate the contributions of a teacher they regard as competent. They dislike most kinds of group work in school, and they like to find their own way through new material. They set high standards for their work, push themselves hard, and are self-critical when their results do not meet their expectations.”


Yes. This is me. Always has been. I have a huge library of writing books and printouts, etc. I refer to them when I need to. I like to figure things out on my own. My inner critic sits in the classroom of mind in the front row.

“INTJs describe their minds as a continuous flow of ideas. They construct and reconstruct mental models of their ideas, envisioning how things could be made or done. Their kind of mind is quick in seeing associations and meanings, reading between the lines, and grasping general concepts. They put a high value on intellectual quickness.

Many meanings come to them when their conscious mind is focused on something else. Some of their best problem solving comes out of unconscious processing, where ideas have been cooking on the back burner. They are most likely to be effective when they allow time for that process to happen.”

Oh, can I ever see this. I realize that writers are supposed to write everyday, but really, that is just one person’s (or maybe many persons’) way of doing it. When I write every day, I get bogged down, backed up, overwhelmed. I need days off, doing other things, then I can sit down with a vengeance and pound out 10k in a month or less. It’s that conscious mind/unconscious mind thing. I really need the processing time.

“They rely on insight more than careful observation, and on conceptual and language skills more than on their memory of facts.”


Yes. I rely a lot on insight and intuition. I’m not a fact memorizer.

“They believe competence comes through inspiration, insight, and analytical thinking. Sometimes the surge of inspiration that energizes their learning is brought up short by the reality of having to master essentials that aren’t inspiring. Many times they have to push themselves to get interested in learning some ‘essentials’ because their goal of mastery takes priority in that situation.”


Oh, and if this doesn’t explain the pains of finishing my first novel. I was inspired and then I had to figure out all the whys and wherefores. I had to push myself. I still do. It’s the imagination that’s fun, not how to analyze a scene or turning points, etc. Mostly, I hope the instinct and intuition come into play on that stuff.

“They like to see the big picture even if missing some steps or details may hinder them later.”


I tend to see big scenes and overall story lines in my head. I skip the transitions. I know I’ll have to go back, but I like the idea that I can color the trees green later. I know they are there. I see them. I’m not sure what kind they are or if the leaves are green or yellow, but I know where the cottage in the woods is and I know the path that meanders to it. I know the killer is lurking in the woods, and he's set a trap for the hero. I know the storm is coming. I know nightfall spells danger. Leaves, shmeaves. I'll get to that later.

Are you yawning yet? Sorry.

Yes, this has a point.

I’m figuring out my process. It isn’t like everyone else’s. I’m a minority in this world. I shouldn’t feel bad or like I’m doing it wrong when I do it differently. My way is okay, too.

My way: Don’t write everyday, but make writing a habit. Realize that I need some days off for idea fermentation, then the writing will blaze again. I can play with innovative ideas that others don’t get because with enough play, I can make them work. It makes my voice unique. I may not be able to explain to others where I’m going, but the concepts are all in my head even if I can’t spill the facts right now. I will eventually needs crits, but my own inner critic is such a part of me that she’s absorbing everything and applying it to my writing. She reads the books – both good and bad – with me and quickly sees the lessons I need and the associations to my own writing. I may miss a few little things (too many of which I’m aware can become big things), but the overall picture is big and clear and it’s mine.

I will own it and protect it and defend it. I will gather new ideas to it – ideas that work – and replace ideas that no longer serve an effective purpose. But I will not do it the way someone else does just because they are brilliant or it works for them. I’m learning what works for me and that’s what counts.

Macy

PS. Quoted passages from Looking at Type and Learning Styles by Gordon Lawrence, Ph.D

Thursday, May 3, 2007

Butt-kicking

Tom Hanks said, “You learn more from getting your butt kicked than from getting it kissed.”

Yes. I think you do.

But, isn’t it nice to get that kiss every once in awhile?

I think in writing, you get your butt kicked a lot.

First of all, it is a very solitary experience. Others frequently don’t understand why we do it. It’s a compulsion that few feel. So much butt kicking occurs before you ever get a sale or even an accolade that you simply wonder sometimes if it’s all going to pay off in the end. However, most writers – real writers – are visionary. Despite disappointments that their families don’t comprehend, despite sacrifices that make little sense to loved ones, despite losing too much sleep and drinking too much caffeine, writers who make it possess a fortitude that would make them successful in almost any endeavor.

And really, when the butt kicking commences, what is the most valuable skill you have? Fortitude. That ability to will shaky arms to push you back into a sitting position so that you can reach the computer keyboard and continue.

The second big butt-kicker is criticism. Writers should expect to get a lot before they ever get a pat on the back. It’s like having a loaf of dry bread and only one spoonful of peanut butter. You got to eat a lot of the old yucky stuff before you find a slice with taste. But that tiny, smooth, creamy reward laced somewhere in the middle is enough to push you forward.

The first time I ever submitted anything for others to read, I had a loaf of the nasty stuff shoved down my throat with no water at all. It happened long before AotP was even a thought -- long before I met the community of friends I have here who criticize but also lump in the peanut butter, too. (And a few morsels of chocolate every now and then, as well! What a great group!)

Anyway, I posted fifteen pages of what I really considered to be among the best romance writing anywhere (ah, the naiveté of a beginner), and I received just about that many pages back in my first crit – all problems that I needed to correct. The last sentence of my crit – my molecule of peanut butter – said, “The hero is kind of yummy. He shows some potential.”

I’ve since shelved – in a deep dark corner – that unfinished story. But the book of whoop-ass in that crit was probably the best thing that could have happened. What if some poor, sweet soul had kissed that scene with ‘it was wonderful’, when in reality it sucked. Well, I’d still be that writer “with some potential”.

Sometimes, I kick my own butt. When life is very busy and taxing – a normal day for me – I kick my own butt with guilt that time finds itself on the bottom of the hourglass and I have yet no words on the page. I look at my day and say, “Where could I get five extra minutes to write?” And really, even with only five minutes a day, won’t the book get finished someday? Of course. But, I’m a now, now, now person, so I keep kicking my butt. It’s good for me.

Pen to paper. Just write. Even crap. I can fix crap. I can’t fix a blank page.

I’ll start where I am. I’ll enjoy the journey. Yeah – because black eyes, bruised ribs, and sore muscles are preferred over kisses. Not really. But I learn more from them. I learn when to duck, when to strike, when I’m most prolific, when my idea is one to run with rather than ignore, when I have something kissable.

Hit me. Kiss me. Just tell me to write.

Macy.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Woe, woe, woe . . .

Woe is me!

Once again Friday is here, it's my turn to blog and I'm at a loss. You see, I've done a rather crazy thing, and now I can't make heads or tails of the results. I'm in a writing group called Affairs of the Pen, and this, obviously, is our blog. However, awhile back I realized that I needed something more to help me plow through the first draft to the end. For that reason, I signed up for a writing workshop. So far, so good. We meet weekly, turn in work, submit critiques on other's work, receive little writing mini-lessons, yada, yada, yada. Of course, no one in the workshop reads or writes romance or chick lit. Therefore, I contacted someone that another writer acquaintance had introduced me to via email. I met the writer acquaintance through Writer's Digest's online writing classes last fall. She writes young adult but her friend writes mysteries with strong romantic elements and romantic suspense--sort of. Her friend-- we'll call her Cassie-- and I share a similar quirky sense of humor. She and I have been exchanging our work. She's also in an online writing group. She asked me to join but I said my plate was full. However, when I decided to enter a contest and she gave me feedback in a turnaround time of two days, I agreed to submit my work to her group. Now, honestly, I'm not sure what I think of contests, especially at my stage in the game. I personally think every single person in my writing group writes way better than me -- but I'm nothing if not determined, energetic, persistent and generally up for a daunting challenge. Turns out everyone in Cassie's writing group is a master critiquer. I received five crits in record time. Besides that, four people in my writing workshop re-critiqued my work and Samantha from AoTP sent me some comments this morning. I'm most familiar with Samantha and her critiques, and she always gives sage advice, so I processed her comments pretty quickly. (They were great comments.) The problem is I have so many comments from the others and the opinions are all over the place. I should really be on the treadmill at the moment, attempting to synthesize-- which is why I can't think of a damn thing to blog about. My mind is swirling. I have crits all over my office. . . .

Exhale.

Oh, and did I mention that I gave different portions of my little "test market" different opening scenes, and now I don't what in the hell I'm doing with the opening scene? All the reviews are mixed. Did I also mention that I inadvertently gave everyone slightly different drafts because my computer files are a mess?

Exhale.

Oh, and did I mention I have a stack of crits to do for others?

Exhale.

Why do I this sort of thing to myself? Hmmmm.

Actually, it's all good. I thrive on Herculean tasks and a certain amount of chaos, but I didn't pull it together in time to come up with a fascinating blog topic and now the clock is ticking and the dear husband is getting ready for a gig, and I'm on toddler duty so this is the mess with which I will have to leave you.

If you want something more interesting to think about skip down to Macy's blog on climaxes :)

Or check out the responses of the Bitchery and Stephen King to the media's notion that Cho's creative writing should have been an indication that he was capable of the Virginia Tech massacre.

Or read up on the most romantic stories ever and contribute to the Smart Bitches "official" list.

Or read up on alpha male characters, in general, or tortured alpha males, in specific, at Romancing the blog.

I have to hit the treadmill, before the hubbie takes off or I'm going to have a major headache and I'm going to be preoccupied all night :)

Cheers and happy writing,
Alyson