Writer Wednesday—Are You a Writer Too?


I saw a Facebook post by a friend today, something about taking a “What Kind of Writer are You?” quiz. I was perplexed for a moment, because I didn’t know he was a writer at all. And he’s not. But for some reason, EVERYONE thinks they can write a book or an article or whatever.

Why? My best guess is because, well, everyone writes: grocery lists, emails, social media posts, etc. It doesn’t make one a writer, let alone a good one.

A writer writes, yes, but a writer also tells a story, is committed to writing, treats it like a job or career or at least a hobby—in other words, makes time for writing instead of doing it whenever the urge strikes or there are a few minutes of free time.

Now, I don’t mean you have to write for X number of hours a day or have a schedule or whatever, but just because you write stuff, it doesn’t make you a writer.

Just like hammering a nail in the wall doesn’t make you a carpenter.

Think about that for a moment: we all have skills and “can” do numerous things, but that doesn’t make any of those things a career.

Stephen King says that you’re a writer if you wrote something, sold it, and used the money to pay a bill. Obviously, my bills are much smaller than his . . .

Of course, I could also add that you must repeat this process a few times, otherwise you simply wrote something and sold it. I could paint a picture and sell it (probably to my mother), but that doesn’t make me an artist unless I keep doing it. I can also, by the way, hammer a nail into the wall to hang a picture—but I can’t build a house.

Which brings me to my next point, one that I keep hammering into everyone’s heads (ha): you aren’t a writer if you don’t have the basic skills that are essential to your craft. Period. If you can’t spell or punctuate, learn how to do those things. I received a submission yesterday in which the author talked about her Book. No, it wasn’t a typo, it was consistent; even if it was a typo, it’s a pretty inexcusable one. She told me, of course, that she was a Writer.

If a carpenter can’t hammer in a nail, then he’s no carpenter; if a plumber can’t tighten a loose joint, he’s no plumber.

And if a writer can’t spell a word, he shouldn’t use it until he learns how to spell it. And he’s not going to write anything I want to read until he learns the basics.

 

 

Prep Monday—The New Place


Sorry this is late today, but we FINALLY GOT TO SEE THE NEW PLACE! Sorry again, but I thought that deserved all caps!

It’s been three weeks since we made an offer and it was accepted, the day we were first supposed to see it and it snowed. It snowed every other single time we planned to go down there too.

What was the first thing I saw as we drove up the county road? Chickens. Damn chickens. On our new property. Argh! Not ours, thankfully, but the neighbor’s. Someone’s going to have to train those things to stay on their side of the road. Probably me and Bob. 😉

Anyway, we pulled in, right by the barn, and drove past, rubbernecking the whole way, back to the house. Just about the time we got out and started walking around the outside, the seller pulled up. Good thing for us—the listing agent was out of town and our agent was tied up today, so we hadn’t planned on going inside. Mr. C was very gracious, unlocked the house and barn, gave us a tour, and answered all our questions.

So, a few unusual things we discovered:

The “older house” is in much worse shape than the pictures showed. Much. Worse. But hey, that’s okay, there might be some salvage, or maybe eventually we’ll work on it. At least it’s not leaning . . .

There are homemade doghouses near the main house, three or four. Hmm. Mr. C. said that a lot of people dump dogs out there, and his wife used to take them in; so he built the houses for them. And kept them. Hmm.

Here’s the best part: I’ve been planning an irrigation system for the garden we’ll put in, starting this spring, but get this—all along the drive, between the barn and house which is where I was thinking to break ground, there are spigots! Woot!

Here are few pics:

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