A True Story from the Editing Room

I was reviewing the latest batch of submissions to Cliterature in preparation of the fall issue, NAMING. One in particular has stayed with me several days later and not for a good reason. Before finishing the second page of a short story, I had found three spelling errors that Spellcheck would even have caught. After the third, I sighed, closed the window, and marked rejection in my notes.

If a writer does not do me the courtesy of reading over his or her own work for simple spelling errors before sending it to me for publishing consideration, I withdraw the courtesy of reading the same work.

Some will understand this. Other will call me a bitch. Just make sure to Spellcheck the letter of complaint.

Where It Began: Notes on She Bears a King

Having written a novel about a gay Jesus celebrity and the woman he impregnates, I often get asked the question, "How did you come up with that idea?" It started one day when I was making a left-hand turn and the idea of having a one-night stand with Jesus Christ came into my mind. (Really, I can't explain this, but I get a lot of my best ideas while driving. I do find it interesting that the seed of a novel that explores the intersection of religion and celebrity culture in our nation while passing through a physical intersection.) When I first thought of "My One-Night Stand with Jesus" it brought up a sort of country song idea, a short narrative focused on a woman who spends the night in a hotel room facing her demons with nothing but the Bible by her side. That would never make it into the story itself, but the title was the seedling, not the first thing that popped into my head.

I went home and began making notes, exploring this idea of a one-night stand with Jesus and what it would be like. The result was what would become the first chapter of the novel, She Bears a King.  The last line of that chapter sets off the rest of the book when the protagonist announces to the reader that her period is late after sleeping with Jesus. After I finished writing "My One-Night Stand with Jesus," I couldn't move on from it like I did with other short stories. I kept spinning the idea more and more in my mind, weaving together more characters and nuances, always pursuing that eternal storytelling question: what happens next?

So I kept on writing. And writing. And learning about what happens to women when they are pregnant. And writing. And researching the Los Angeles area. And writing. And watching a lot of VH1. And writing. Until one day I was face with the eventual end of the pregnancy.

The birth scene in the published version of She Bears a King is a total rewrite of the original ending. The most shocking thing about the novel is I went to great lengths to make the published version far more mainstream appealing than the original draft. That's right. I toned this book down.

The end is what it is, but it's not. Even now, seven years after writing She Bears a King, I cannot stop thinking about the characters going about their daily lives, aging, changing, and breathing life into my imagination. There have been faint whispers and new seedlings that could pave the way for a sequel, as dangerous as that sounds. But this wouldn't be until far into the future, probably 2-3 projects down the road. In the meantime, I enjoy being tickled by the characters presence. It's like being visited by an old friend you once shared a very intense moment together.

On Completing You Know Me, Etc Draft

This past week, I took some time off from work. Amongst other things, I spent my morning entirely focused and entrenched in You Know Me, Etc. Thursday morning, I finished the first draft.

Part of me is still in shock. I've been working on this project since 2006, and even though I've made it to a huge milestone, it's still sinking in. The other part of me is a little tired. I've been through the process before, and I know exactly how much work is still ahead of me in getting You Know Know Me. Etc into print. I plan to spend the next year or so editing, polishing, and making sure it's as close to being done as possible before releasing it into the print world.

Speaking of printing . . . I've been out of toner for two years, and never really needed to print anything until now. (I'm one of those strange creatures who needs to edit my own work on a page, not a screen.) So I made a special trip to my local office supplies store, ponied up money for toner and some paper . . . and the cartridge crapped out on me before I finished printing one copy of all the chapters. *sigh* As soon as it's printed and "real," I plan on posting a picture of it.

Having finished the first draft, I can now spend a bit more time and attention on my next writing project. In a nutshell, I will be working with a feminist revision of The Godfather. There is no title yet, and the characters are still amorphous blobs waiting to take shape, but the concept is there and I'm very excited about it!

Notes on NAMING and It's Importance

The latest edition of Cliterature is out as of Wednesday, and along with it came the announcement of the theme for the fall issue, NAMING. This was a fairly recent idea for a theme, but recent events inspired me to take it and run with it now.

I'm alluding to Lisa Brown, her comments on vagina, and the reaction of Republican men who were in the midst of a conversation about abortion. A Michigan native myself, let's say this news story has hit more than close to home. I was born in Detroit, and my family's ties to that city still run deep. I spent my college years in Kalamazoo, where I studied and performed in a campus production of The Vagina Monologues.

Eve Ensler, the brilliant mind behind the Monologues, has this to say about NAMING. "I believe in the power and mystery of naming things. Language has the capacity to transform our cells, rearrange our learned patterns of behavior, and redirect our thinking. I believe in naming what’s right in front of us because that is often what is most invisible. . . Naming things, breaking through taboos and denial is the most dangerous, terrifying, and crucial work. This has to happen in spite of political climates or coercions, in spite of careers being won or lost, in spite of the fear of being criticized, outcast, or disliked. I believe freedom begins with naming things. Humanity is preserved by it."

With this in mind, let us explore NAMING what is right in front of us when it comes to women's sexuality in writing.

ANATOMY is Done

The latest issue of Cliterature went live last night and for the first time it is also available in a professionally published format. ANATOMY is the summer issue of 2012, and in a few weeks it will have been six years since I started Cliterature. Never imagined it would last this long, nor could I even imagine how many amazing and wonderful people it has brought into my life.

Check out this photo. Each pin is a person that has been published in Cliterature, but it's incomplete in that there are a number of contributors who have not disclosed their locations.

Happy Summer Solstice!