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The end is not the end at all (Part II)

Posted on May 28, 2011 at 5:00 AM by Alan Sitomer

Yesterday I was talking about how the end is not the end at all. See, re-writing the way I do before I ever show it to another soul prevents me having to have the chat about “oh, and I plan to fix that” or “wait, see I am going to change this” because whenever I have had that chat about my books with people, I always felt like a little school boy with my tail between my legs, enduring conversations with adults as they lead me through the tedium of things I already know.

“You need to do this. And you need to do that.”

“I know, Dad. I know.”

“Well if you know, why didn’t you do it?”

“Sorry, Dad.”

Sheesh, I hate being on the wrong end of those conversations. However, if I do ALL the work, and get the book to the point where I really don’t feel as if I need to do more, then my conversations with the people who read my book will al take place in the realm of, “Oh really… hmmm. Good point. I hadn’t considered that.” Or “Wow, that was a blind spot to me, I totally thought I covered that.”

Every conversation once the book is in “really ready form” is thus productive and helpful to me.

Additionally, there are times when I am free to disregard their opinions. It rarely happens with small stuff or plot holes or character inconsistencies – I almost always go re-address those aspect of feedback – but then again, there are often way fewer o those type of comments simply because I remained patient and did not show the book until it was time for me to do so.

Note: I will fix grammar and parallelism and misspellings and the such if I catch them but the thing about publishing with one of the majors is that the book will, I know, be copy-edited… which means that multiple who like to read books like the Chicago Manual of Style just for fun will go through my book with a fine-tooth comb before it hits the shelves. So, no, I am not necessarily reading for mechanical errors. Especially since when you pen a 55,000 word book it’s practically impossible to be your own proofreader – you simply develop poor vision for small things because you’ve been over the book a zillion times in your head and on the computer screen before.)

Ultimately, my feeling is that a climax isn’t really a climax unless it’s a HUGE pay-off – like I said, for the characters as well as for the reader – and in order for everything to really pay-off, as the author, I had to have known the true soul of the book which, as I also already stated, I really can’t know until I’ve written it.

The end thus becomes, in a way, the first real beginning. And going back to page one once I feel great about the climax is truly when the work gets fun. In a way, I guess, all writers are mystery writers, revealing a “what is going to happen next” story to the audience.

And once you know what happens next, it’s way easier to go back to the beginning to throw in the dead-ends that will really prove not to have been dead-ends, the cliff-hangers that actually proved to be the least of the character’s real worries at the time, instead of the height of them, and stuff like that.

Be a patient writer, I say. Go do all the work, get it spic-n-span and then release it out to your inner-circle for feedback. That’s the way I do it and, as I’ve discovered, it’s a strategy that results in heightened productivity.

The end is not the end at all

Posted on May 27, 2011 at 5:00 AM by Alan Sitomer

So as I come to the end of writing my next book for Disney I realize that I follow a pattern whenever I write a new novel, a pattern which suits me well.

I recognize that the end is NOT the end at all. Once I get to the last page I am eager and excited to go right to page one and re-read the whole darn thing. Why? Because I need to round, fine tune, and tie off some stuff.

See, often in writing the climax of a book I will hit upon the true soul of the novel. I mean sure, when I first began at page one I always suspected I knew what that soul would be. And yes, I’d always suspected I’d know the shape that soul would take. But until you actually pen the soul of a novel, it never fully reveals itself to you.

And once it does, as a writer, I become eager to go back in, starting at page 1, and make sure that I have done the kind of polish that makes the piece presentable to a reading audience for the first true time.

Some writers show their work to people as they go. To their agent, to their editors, to their trusted confidantes, to their dog. (Hey, we’re all starving for praise and my dog is reticent to scorch my work… I like her attitude!) Me, I’ll show my outlines to these people as I develop the project but I never show my fiction until I believe I have gotten it to the point of it being “really ready”.

And “really ready” to me means that I have written a piece that will take the reader to the best point I can take them on my own. None of this “oh, and I plan to fix that” or “wait, see I am going to change this”… that’s not how I work.

If there is work yet to be done, I like to go do it my feeling being that why should I try and verbally explain what I plan to do as opposed to just making sure I go do it and get it done right?

Because look, I know that once my editor sees the book, once my agent sees the book, once my dog sees the book, everyone is going to weigh in with a comment. (Yes, even the freakin’ dog!) And feedback is good. I like feedback. Once you mature as a writer you learn about how these people are on your side. They really want to help make the book the best it can be and as such, if they see something (which they inevitably will) they will let me know about it.

And then we will chat and then we will weigh things and then I will head off to go do re-write number 2, 3, 4 or 5.

But re-write number one, that’s my territory.

Getting a bit long… more on this tomorrow.


Two “ya really oughtta read this” pieces today.

Posted on April 26, 2011 at 5:00 AM by Alan Sitomer

 Yes, the bubble tests must go on.

Today’s post references a story that almost makes me want to shower. Though I can’t really say that it is anyone’s fault. A culture of TEST, TEST, WE MUST TEST has insidiously woven its way into the soul of American teaching and when people react as they do in the story I link below, well… to me, it’s just a by-product of misplaced values.

In a nutshell, a teacher died, the school (quite naturally) was shocked and saddened but, inconvenient as this may sound, the educator passed away on state testing day. So the school bravely did the right thing… and postponed the test one hole day from Thursday to Friday.

This link explains it better than I ever could.

But how has it all come to this? Well, Kelly Gallagher just linked this story via twitter which, I think, says a ton.

Two “ya really oughtta read this” pieces today… the operative word being pieces because our inane focus on bubble testing is tearing our school system to pieces.

Should I just drop it already (asks the blogging bore)?

Posted on April 9, 2011 at 5:00 AM by Alan Sitomer

I’ve just spent the past week or so exploring the bubble tests. OK, to be honest, I kinda railed ‘em. But why?

How come I feel as if it my civic responsibility to use “my voice” to raise awareness for what I believe is a fight for the soul of our classrooms right now? How come I feel as if there is a silent majority of educators and parents who, for the most part, agree with me when I say that 1) we are over-testing our kids, 2) we are placing way too much weight on one-size-fits all assessments, and 3) the degree to which schools are revolving their entire existence around “we have gotta raise test scores” has crossed into the realm of paranoid missing-the-boat-ness as to what the real point of school is all about. If ever a good intention paved the road to hell, is not this one it?

I cited Barack Obama’s recent quotes where he states his own belief that too much standardized testing makes education punitive and boring. (And yet, his policies have ramped up testing like mad!)

I talked about the egregious dysfunction (if not outright corruption) we are seeing in the standardized testing industry.

I pretty much brought up many of the big names these past few weeks, from Arne Duncan to Michelle Rhee to Diane Ravitch.

But why? Am I delusionally obsessed? Unecessarily alarmist?

Standardized testing has become BIG business and the forces of capitalism seem rapacious to me. And literally, it feels as if schools are somewhat akin to a pristine rain forest or fossil fuels and we are just gonna let the big money folks have at it and drink deep from the trough of public funding and public good burying our heads as to the generational harm which seems on track to result from allowing their actions to continue unchecked.

Are we educational fiddlers while Rome burns? Or should I just drop it, having become a blogging bore?

Illuminating the shenanigans of bubble testing.

Posted on April 4, 2011 at 5:00 AM by Alan Sitomer

And, to beat the drum a little more, today’s blog is – once again – thematically aligned to illuminating the shenanigans of bubble testing.

Book rec: Making the Grade; My Misadventures in the Standardized Testing Industry

Call “the most disturbing book I have read in ages” by one reviewer (who thinks it is The Jungle for this industry), I must confess… I had to put it down. Just found it too back-breaking. I mean school is what I do. I live it, eat it, breathe it and love it. And really, this stuff is ripping apart my soul.

Here’s a link well worth reading, a great book review that should suffice enough to inform you about how genuinely out of control this whole machine-of-profit has become.

I mean do all these politicians who got to bat for these tests have any idea about that for which they advocate?

God’s speed to us all.

Do I hate bad professional meetings more than I love good professional meetings, or vice versa?

Posted on August 18, 2010 at 5:30 AM by Alan Sitomer

Room with empty chairsI wonder, do I hate bad professional meetings more than I love good professional meetings, or vice versa?

If you can count yourself as a person has never suffered through the torment of a terrible professional meeting, raise your hand.

If your hand is up right now, please consider yourself blessed?

And now please put your hand down… your are making the rest of us feel like doing physical harm to you out of petty spite.

Let’s try it from the other side. If you’ve had the chance to be in the room where somebody really challenged your thinking, opened your mind, and stirred your soul, please raise your hand.

Now keep it up.

Now coochee-coochee-koo (I just tickled your armpit).

Hold a sec… gotta go wash.

Okay, I’m back.

Ain’t great PD the best?

So, is the high a better high or the low a lower low?

I’ve been through both and I gotta say… I just don’t know.

Would you rather raise a D student of kind and noble heart or an A student of depraved and narcissistic soul?

Posted on August 11, 2010 at 5:30 AM by Alan Sitomer

I took a yoga class the other day (gotta try to take care of the ol’ body as hard as I burn the candles at both ends) and the teacher said something which really got me thinking.

“Alan,” she said. I paused and waited. “You stink at yoga!”

Just kidding. (Actually, she certainly could have said that. Another story.)

Indeed, I was struggling with a pose, though. Not uncommon at all. And the teacher, in order to lighten the mood as I strained and grunted through it (btw, a person’s yoga practice is supposed to be peaceful and calm, even if you are working at your edge… miles to go before I savasana, as they say) told me that the performance of a person physically has virtually nothing to do with their actual quality as a human being.

“One could do double pigeon pose with ease and still be a serial killer,” she said. “Focus on the quality of your thoughts. Your thoughts matter more than your degree of flexibility.”

The quality of my thoughts. That really got me thinking about our schools.

See, we mistakenly correlate performance on academic assessments with “quality of student”… as if the quality of a student has no relation to the quality of person that this student is.

A kid could ace the SAT’s and still be an amoral, reprehensible slime. And another kid could get bombed by the SAT’s and represent the finest of what we hope young people ought to become. The fact that we are rewarding the former in schools and demonizing the latter without taking into account the “quality of their personhood” is ridiculous.

We reward academic performance as if school ought to have nothing to do with the quality of human being one becomes. And we hammer academic under-performance as if the quality of person one becomes plays no role of consequence in a child’s future life.

Would you rather raise a D student of kind and noble heart or an A student of depraved and narcissistic soul?

To me it seems a no brainer. Yet in our schools, who one is plays little to no role in contrast to how well one can academically perform.

As the great Yoda would say, “Off base we are, think I.”

Am I just a dirty, scorn-deserving old man or has a new, young love bloomed?

Posted on July 22, 2010 at 5:30 AM by Alan Sitomer

I feel guilty.

It’s like I am a teenager who swore their undying love to a prom date and now a new hottie has come along that has caught my eye and I am thinking, “Well, I don’t recall actually getting officially married. And, okay, officially, we’re still going to the prom together but a fella can date in the interim, can’t he? Especially, if he’s willing to allow her to date as well?”

Are you confused yet about the pangs of my heart and lust in my soul ? Well, join the club because so am I.

See, in the scenario above, I am a reader, printed books are the steadfast, well-seasoned girlfriend, and eBooks are the new hottie on the block which have my head spinning – as well as the entire school’s.

Now, of course, printed books will always remain constant and steady and dependable. How can you knock that?

Yet me, as a reader, I am allowed to flirt with eBooks aren’t I? Maybe even have a few serious affairs with them?

Can I have my cake and eat it too or am I a Book Chauvinist oppressing the beautiful feminine spirit of printed books like some middle age reader having a mid-life crisis right now?

The hot and sexy thing who is fun and interesting and filled with limitless possibilities is seducing me and I, Mister Reader, feel akin to a weak male with weaker flesh… and I am succumbing to these tantalizing flings, all the while promising in my heart that I will never really l leave my first and purest love.

Printed book, I do love you! But right now, I want to scoot off to Tahiti with an eBook that resembles more Brazilian bikini than she does one-piece moo-moo.

I mean, WOW… check out that body and those moves on that eBook!

(And do you know what she can do in bed? Let’s face it… you just kind of lay there.)

Oh my goodness, am I losing my mind?

And if I do go off the deep end, does that mean that I can’t ever come to you, my original love?

Will printed books hold a grudge?

Will eBooks prove vacuous and empty and meaningless and shallow?

Am I just a dirty, scorn-deserving old man or has a new young love bloomed?

My heart is torn asunder.

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