Are you happy to be you?

It’s been an interesting week. Since my BookBub ad ran last Monday, I’ve had a lot of activity with my ebook – a large number of downloads and a jump in the number of reviews on Amazon. This is good.

So, here’s the thing – I’ve been reading all those reviews. They are, by in large, very positive, with the majority of them being 5-star reviews. I like that. Who wouldn’t? But I also read the 3-star reviews and the one 2-star review. They weren’t so flattering (even if the 2-star review actually made me laugh). How should I feel about those?

As we go through life, a test of our character is how we respond to criticism. I don’t think anyone likes it, but are we willing to learn from it? I tried to read those reviews with that in mind. Was there something I could glean to apply to my second book (and my third)? Is there improvement that can be made? The answer is, of course, yes. But I went beyond that. I started to feel discouraged about those reviews. They had morphed from something that could help me to something that just brought me down.

I had to take a step back and remind myself that those negative reviews were a very small percentage of the total reviews. Not everyone is going to love my book, right? So, was I going to pay more attention to that small percentage or the much, much larger percentage of positive comments?

The answer was – neither.

Yes, I’ll still read the reviews and see what there is to learn, but I had to remind myself of something I decided or accepted when I first began this journey. It came about because of a conversation I had in my head. As I wrote that first book I wondered and worried about how it would be received. I recognized it was a good story, but that it wasn’t Pulitzer material. Then I thought about the Pulitzer winners that I’ve read. Those books have struck me with their mastery of words, but I have often disliked the story. It dawned on me that the books I enjoy the most are more about the story than the words.

As I realized this, I accepted the fact that I will never win a Pulitzer. Wow! I said it. And it’s not even a shock to anyone. So, that’s what I had to remember, to tell myself all over again. And, once again, I knew that I was okay with that. I recently won a prestigious award for my writing which does give me some validation, but it’s not the final say on who I am or what I think of myself.

What matters to me at the end of the day is whether I did my best. My best writing will never win me the Pulitzer, but that’s okay because I’m still doing the best I know how. I’m working hard – writing, rewriting, editing, reading, writing some more. I’m focused and determined. I am Mary Ellen Bramwell – nothing more and nothing less, and that’s going to be good enough for me.

 

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In Memory of a Friend

I’ve been a reluctant blogger of late. For my readers and fellow writers who follow me, I haven’t wanted to bog you down with unnecessary drivel. And so, when I haven’t felt I had something important to say, I just haven’t said anything. Today, though, I want to share with you the story of a friend. It’s worth something.

A friend of mine, I’ll call him D., recently passed away, and I was fortunate enough to attend his funeral. Funerals are full of wonderful stories that we’ve never heard before, and his was no exception. During the eulogy, this story was related:

D. was an Eagle scout who loved the outdoors. On one particular scouting trip, his younger brother J. was also along. When the scouts reached their campsite, D. noticed that J. was not with them. So, D. hiked back along the trail to look for him. Sure enough, J. had gotten lost. As D. got ready to guide him to the others, he offered to carry his brother’s heavy pack for him, an offer that was accepted. They made their way back up the trail, but just before coming within sight of the other scouts, D. returned J.’s pack to him, to carry into the camp himself. D. never told anyone that his brother had been lost, nor that he had been the one to shoulder the heavy pack.

This story about my friend touched me. He had suffered from Parkinson’s Disease for 20 years, although I had only known him for 15. I knew him to be a kind and patient man, but I didn’t know the depths of it.

There are many people in our paths that we can help. The first challenge is to make sure we help them, but the second is illustrated by my friend. Do we help them and allow them to maintain their dignity? I’m not sure that we do or that we even consider it. My friend, in his passing, has just taught me to be more aware of that very thing, and hopefully by being aware, I will do something about it.

 

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How resolute are you?

It’s been a week and a half since the beginning of the year. Are you the type who sets New Year’s resolutions? If so, how’s that working for you? Have you kept your resolutions so far? I hope so, and I applaud your efforts.

I have to admit something here. I, for one, don’t set resolutions – never have, don’t think I ever will. At this point you’re probably either thinking, “Hurrah, she’s one of us,” or “What a loser.” The truth is somewhere in the middle.

I’m the type of person who doesn’t like to be told what to do. This can be a problem, and I try to temper it, but it’s a fact all the same. So I wonder who decided that just because it was the beginning of a new year, that I needed to set some big lofty goal? I don’t know, and I’ll tell you, if I don’t like being told what to do by a person standing in front of me, I certainly don’t like it from some unnamed, unidentified source.

Let me tell you what I like instead. I actually like to set goals, but I set them as needed. Trust me, that happens way more often than once a year. Sometimes I set goals for my day or my week. With my novel it’s often a certain number of words to write in a day or how long I should take to finish a first draft.

Despite my earlier statement about not liking being told what to do, I’m actually a very religious person. I understand the value of commandments and often make goals associated with that, such as being quicker to love than to judge.

If you like to make resolutions, and that works for you – who am I to judge? For me, don’t ask me about my resolutions, but if you ask about my goals, be prepared for a long answer.

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Fragments – Your thoughts?

What are your thoughts about sentence fragments? I admit that I’ve been a stickler for complete sentences for a long time. With the exception of dialogue, since we rarely talk in complete sentences, I’ve always been very loyal to that grammar rule. I like complete sentences. I even crave them in my reading. However, it appears that I am in the minority in this.

I’ve been reading a lot lately, and I’m finding many authors appear to embrace fragments.  It’s made me rethink my opinion. Is there a place for them? My initial conclusion is that fragments can be used effectively for impact, such as, “It was cold in the boardroom. Too cold.” This creates an impression that something is amiss, and it has more impact because the two thoughts are separated by that period, rather than a comma. The period tells the brain to stop and take a breath.

The problem, I would suggest, is the overuse of fragments. I recently read a book that had more fragments than complete sentences. It was simply laziness on the part of the author. Often, by adding a comma, he could have turned his fragments into real sentences without adding words or changing meaning or even diminishing impact.

As fellow authors and fellow readers, what are your thoughts? Is this grammar rule outdated and one to be ignored, sometimes ignored, or always adhered to. I’d like to know what you think.

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Really?

I opened my email today to see a notice from Writer’s Digest. I enjoy the magazine. I also receive a fair amount of emails from them. So, as I was in a hurry to work on my latest book, I almost deleted the email without opening it up. Luckily, I didn’t. It was a follow-up to my notice of winning an honorable mention for an article I submitted. If you open this post on my webpage, it will be the image you see at the right – my bragging rights.

Let this be a cautionary tale. As a writer, one must be a braggart! This is not something that I am comfortable with, but I understand that it’s necessary. So, with those thoughts in mind, I set about adding the seal Writer’s Digest sent me. They were even kind enough to send it in two forms (.tiff and .png). I’ve heard of .tiff files. However, I hate to admit my lack of knowledge about .png files, because my early career was in computers. But be that as it may, I set about to add said seal to my webpage.

I won’t bore you with the steps I tried and failed at. Maddening doesn’t even come close. I even googled how to do it, and still it didn’t work. As you can see, I’ve added images before. I kept thinking, “How hard can this be?” Apparently – Hard!

So, an hour later, I finally succeeded – all so I could brag about something that I’ve already bragged about. Geesh! I’m not sure what to say now, other than now that’s it’s there, I’m never taking it down!

 

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Learning patience

I’ve been writing stories for as long as I can remember, but before I started my first novel, The Apple of My Eye, they were all short stories. I’ve had to learn patience writing something longer, and it’s been difficult. I always want to hurry and get to the end – to the crux of the whole thing. With my first book and second one, my work-in-progress, I couldn’t wait, and skipped ahead to write the last chapter or two before everything in the middle was done.

But, I’ve learned something along the way about patience. It’s hard, but it’s worth it. I’m happy with the way The Apple of My Eye turned out, and I understand better that complete strangers will be reading what I write. So, as I work on When I Was Seven, I want to get it right. I finished the first draft and started to edit, but then I stopped to read an insightful book on editing. Now my editing is becoming more fine-tuned, as is the novel.

However, something still wasn’t perfect. I stopped editing for reasons I couldn’t articulate, choosing instead to read other novels – voraciously. Some of them were admittedly better than others, but they all helped me recognize what I needed to change in my novel. It’s not the story itself, but the voice with which I tell it. As I caught hold of the vision of what it can become, I’m surprised to realize that I am not bothered by the extra time it will take. Elevating the story will be worth it.

I’m just grateful this is my second novel and not my first. I never would have had the patience the first time around to write When I Was Seven the way it should be written. I hope you find the wait to be worth it, too.

 

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