Monday, November 25, 2013

EMOTIONS


Ek'abo Ebi! (Welcome Family!)
Love, Hate, Fear, Happiness.  What does it take to write about emotions?  What does it take to be able to use words to express emotion? To get a reader to feel and understand a character’s pain, anxiety, joy, exhilaration you name it. Does one have to personally experience an emotion in order to write about?
 
I remember reading a story where one of the main characters was a writer.  The character was famous and had published many books.  In a review written by a critic in the story, the character was accused of being incapable of creating a true love scene.  He said that he did not think that the author had ever been in love.  He wondered if the character had ever experienced real heartbreak or had ever been separated from a great love.  He said the love scene was bland, lukewarm at best.  And until he truly experiences it: all encompassing, I can’t breathe without you, my life is over if you are not with me love, he will never be able to truly express it on paper. Goodness… Can you imagine a critic saying that about you? We pour our heart and emotions into writing. The last thing we need is to be told that we are lacking.
I’m not sure I completely agree with the critic’s view.  You can witness an individual’s pain.  You may have witnessed someone’s grief when they received bad news.  You can witness a person’s joy.  My friend was in the birthing room with her sister the day that her niece was born.  You can witness tension.  I did the day my son came home after getting in trouble at school. J
But I do agree that life experiences bring something more to a story; a way of connecting with a reader on a higher level.  Say you write a book about your experiences as a child of divorced parents. You’d want the reader to see the break up through your eyes.  To understand the anger, frustration or fear that a child would experience when their parents go their separate ways. God forbid one of them gets remarried. “What about me? I thought I was daddy’s little girl or daddy’s best man? Why do I have to talk to her? Why do I have to share my daddy with her? Doesn’t anyone care about how I feel? He’s having a new baby?!” Just from a few questions, you can feel, imagine and maybe even visualize the hurt, pain or frustration a young girl or boy would feel if she or he was placed in such a situation.
Writing about emotion and doing it right can be just as difficult as writing about a different culture.  You may feel like you’re swimming in Dungeness waters; walking on a path that’s unknown to you.  If you are writing about someone else’s experiences; how they felt when it happened, you want to do it justice.  No one wants to be told that their written recollection of someone else’s emotions or their idea of how a person should feel in a situation, is bland or lukewarm at best J
The better you get at building your skill, the more you understand that there are words that give that “extra punch” to a scene.  A shrug of a shoulder, a roll of an eye, a sigh, a clench of a fist.  Sometimes body gestures say just as much as words.  Then there are emotions that occur from within. “Carol could feel it. A flutter in her stomach; a tightening in her chest. She wrapped her arms around her torso; hoping to protect herself.  Carol sucked her teeth in disgust. Why did this have to happen every time she saw him? He’s married for goodness sake! It has been 10 years and nothing has changed.” From those few lines, the reader experiences the character’s nervousness, vulnerability, irritation and longing.  It’s obvious that she harbors feelings for another character, but she hates the way it makes her feel. J
Have you written an emotional scene in your book? Does it call out to the reader?  If you are not sure, ask someone you trust to read it over and have them give you their opinion.  I’ve done this with great results in the past.
Mari e laipe!
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Friday, November 22, 2013

AMACHI'S HOPE - STATUS


Ek'abo Ebi! (Welcome Family!)
Amachi’s journey continues! I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to do another interview; this time with the blog DiversifYA. www.diversifya.com/ DiversifYA is an awesome blog that addresses diversity in writing (YA and other genres) and the experiences that come with it.  They want to give writers the courage to write outside their comfort zone.  If you’ve already taken steps to do just that, they want to share your story. Most importantly DiversifYA wants people to know that there is more to the world than what you and I see and hear each day.  
Please check out my interview.  I would love hear your comments!
http://www.diversifya.com/cultural-and-ethnic/diversifya-sharon-mitchell/


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Monday, November 18, 2013

MCoC IN SCI-FI/ FANTASY


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My husband and I watched Will Smith’s After Earth earlier this week.  Though the movie was not what I expected, the one thing I really appreciated was that there was not just one, but two Main Characters of Color.  Will Smith and his son Jaden.  This was the first time I’ve seen, two leading men of color in a sci-fi movie and it made me wonder:  How often do you see a MCoC in a sci-fi or fantasy based movie?

Now I am not an obsessed follower of everything science-fiction and fantasy.  But the two actors that come to mind that have played a MCoC in a sci-fi or fantasy based movie are: Vin Diesel in Pitch Black, The Chronicles of Riddick, Babylon, A.D., and the upcoming Riddick. Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson was lead in The Scorpion King, and will be lead in the upcoming Hercules.

With women, the numbers seem nonexistent.  Besides Zoe Saldana’s recent role as Nyota Uhura in Star Trek and Star Trek Into Darkness, I would quicker find women of color in television roles.  Characters such as my girl Jasika Nicole as Astrid Farnsworth in Fringe (if you haven’t seen it, it’s a series worth watching), Gina Torres as Zoe Washburne in Firefly, and Michelle Rodriguez as Ana Lucia Cortez in Lost.

Most of the time, when you do find a character of color in a sci-fi/fantasy based movie they are playing a co-star or a guest role. They may die early in the movie or play a role that’s less than appealing. 

Recently, Beyoncé played a character of color but not as herself.  She was the mother-nature like queen in the Blue Sky Studios animated movie Epic. Her character died within the first few minutes of the movie. (Sigh) There was also Anika Noni Rose as Tiana in Disney’s The Princess and the Frog.  She played the voice of the princess in the movie and starts off as a young, struggling waitress with aspirations of becoming a restaurateur. Originally the character was created as chambermaid. This drew a lot criticism from African-American critics.  Another issue that caused criticism of the movie was that the black villain in the movie was a voodoo witchdoctor.  Thankfully her character survived in this movie. LOL.

I believe Will’s star power had a big hand in the creation of After Earth. It makes me wonder if anyone was brazen enough to tell him that he could not make himself and his son the main characters of the movie. I hope he understood the importance of this movie.  Not the movie itself, but what it meant to have two main characters of color that did not die within the first few minutes of the movie! LOL! There are not a lot of father son stars out there that are men of color (or mother daughter duos for that matter) but I hope this movie has opened the door to more movies such as these.  Smart move Mr. Smith, smart move!

** I should have also mentioned Halle Berry in Cloud Atlas. As lead female character of color, she played six different roles.

Mari e laipe!
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Tuesday, November 12, 2013

COLLEAGUE OR COMPETITOR

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Last Friday at 5:00 p.m., I was standing at the corner waiting for my bus to arrive.  Looking up, my eyes were drawn to the different names of companies that currently have offices in my vicinity.  Among them are law firms.  Most of these firms house attorneys that practice in the same or similar areas of the law.  Through my years in this field, I’ve noticed that attorneys tend to extend a certain level of professional courtesy when dealing with one another.  There are rules that are enforced by the court and some that are not.  But there are a few attorneys (though it’s not something you hear a lot about) who choose not to offer professional courtesy and decide that it would be easier to “step on a few toes” to get to the top.  This left me wondering: In the world of writing, are we colleagues or are we competitors?
I mean when you think about it, it’s impossible to know the actual number of authors in the world.  They are separated in so many different ways. Published, unpublished, fiction, non-fiction, romance, fantasy, you name it. Everyday someone new comes onto the scene, hoping to break through and become the next best thing.  They compete with authors who have been out there for a long time.  Some are famous, some are just waiting for the right opportunity, and some may not be discovered at all. (No negativity impliedJ)
In addition, they compete for the attention of publishers and literary agents hoping that their query will be the key to opening the door to a new career. Agents and publishers receive thousands of queries each year.  They sift through manuscripts written by individuals who are also interested in your genre of choice.  You may be competing with someone who’s more eloquent than you.  He/she may already have a foot hold with an agent they met at a recent writer’s conference. Let’s not even think about the person who has a literary agent reaching out to publishers on their behalf. Basically, whatever you write better be a cut above the rest.
With so many possible roadblocks out there, how can we be colleagues and not competitors?  With all the insanity going on, it is quite easy to forget our true purpose.  What is this purpose you ask?  When you look at the big picture, an author’s purpose is to entertain and/or educate a reader.  If you haven’t already figured it out, writers serve a great purpose in this world.
In the past, people who told stories were greatly respected. At a time when there was no such thing as television or radio, a minstrel, bard, griot, spinner of yarns, fabler, or even a troubadour shared or created (with embellishment and color) stories about our past. Generation to generation this skill was passed on (some even believed that this ability was inherited through the blood) until our ancestors began writing their stories on walls, or papyrus, using cuneiform, hieroglyphics or other forms of language to get their message across.
In the present, you have to wonder if the real purpose of writing has been lost.  Do we do it because we want to some how benefit the human race?  To amuse or teach a young child?  To help teenagers open a door to a new universe? To introduce a recluse to the world awaiting them outside their door? Or is it all about financial gain?
Don’t get me wrong, I would LOVE to be able to dedicate my time to writing and not the 9 to 5 that most of us face each day.  But would I lose something in the process? As colleagues, not competitors we want to be able to teach one another.  To give a helping hand to those of us who are struggling; to point each other in the right direction. The writing community is a big part of what makes us the writers we are or what we hope to become in the future. 
There is a lot of money to be made in literature.  But I hope that we (that being writers and the powers that be) don’t forget the true purpose of writing. Let’s work towards being colleagues on a higher level and competitors on a lesser level. J
Mari e laipe!
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Monday, November 4, 2013

THE BEGINNING

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“Come on down and get a free turkey with any seventy-five dollar purchase!” said the booming voice. “Hurry, supplies are limited and Thanksgiving …” 

Olivia leaned forward and switched off the little, black AM/FM radio on the counter beside her. Getting up, she made herself walk away from the sturdy little table, chair and laptop that have been her closest friends for the last few years.  Reaching up towards the ceiling of her quaint apartment in Noho, Liv stretched long and hard. She strolled over to the living room window and pushed back the beige curtain that blocked her view to the active street below.  It was 2:00 a.m. on a Saturday night and the city was just as busy as it was at 5:00 p.m. that afternoon. 

Smiling to herself, Liv laughed out loud and hugged herself tightly. “The final period at the end of the last sentence has been written. It is done.” she whispered.  After three years, Olivia’s 450 page masterpiece (according to her) was finished.  All the characters in her head were brought to life on paper. Closing her eyes, she could clearly visualize what they would look like. If she concentrated, she could even hear how they would sound.  Her characters were given names and they originated from someplace outside this universe. She knew their personalities, fears, hopes and dreams.  And now (with much trepidation and not a little selfishness) she needed to share them with the world. 

***** 

Olivia remembered that night like it was yesterday. It has been six years to the day, since she finished her very first book. 
 
She was full of hope, anxiety and a touch of hubris.  Olivia believed that her story was one of a kind and when the publishing industry caught a whiff of it, she would be an overnight success. Olivia laughed when she thought of it. She wasn’t sure if it was confidence or conceit that pushed her on. Liv got up one day and decided that she had a story to tell. Slowly but surely she turned into a hermit.  Her life consisted of work, libraries, home and an occasional dinner with her parents.  This was only after her mom bombarded her with guilt. “We rarely see you anymore!” her mother would complain. 

Her cousin, Lorraine saw her writing as temporary. A stage in Liv's life that Lo did not take seriously. “Liv you are too young to be going through a midlife crisis, so what is this really all about? How are you going to meet the guy of your dreams if you are cooked up in here all the time?” She queried while looking around Liv's apartment with disdain. No matter where she looked or walked, there were stacks of books and paper everywhere.

Lo tried everything.  Blind dates, double dates, Liv never showed up for any of them.  After a while, Lo started to take offense.  Liv was so caught up in her writing that it was months before she realized that Lo had stopped calling.  She felt bad but relieved at the same time.  She had no time for dating nor was she interested.  Everyday a new idea would emerge.  On her way home from work, she’d jot them down in a cute fuchsia colored pad that she kept in her purse.  Once home, Liv’s ideas would flow from her fingertips and into the computer.  Liv’s family thought that her writing was bordering on insanity. To Liv it was an intense and special time in her life. 

***** 

It has been a little less than a year since her cousin Lorraine surprised her by taking her to the Afrofuturism Authors New Year’s Eve Gala.  The one person, who did not seem to believe in her, became her number one fan and supporter. That soiree changed her life.  Afterwards, she was asked to do interviews with a number of magazines. She made appearances on a few radio shows and received even more opportunities to show case her talents. But today her dreams were about to become a reality. Two publishers who specialize in speculative YA have shown an interest in her.  

Olivia's hands shook a little as she placed a copy of her manuscript into two overnight packages. Leaving her apartment, Liv flew down the stairs, out the door and into the brisk, autumn air. Taking a deep steadying breath, Liv walked towards a Fed Ex container just as the driver made his last pick-up for the evening.  Increasing her pace, she ran towards him and placed the envelopes in his hand. With a quick nod of his head, he drove off to his next destination leaving Liv standing at the curb. 

“Well, there’s no turning back now!” Liv said to herself.  Shaking off her fear of the unknown, Liv strolled back to her apartment and to her next adventure. 

***** 

We all have our beginnings.  How many times have you found yourself starting something new?  Or better yet, starting something all over again? A project, a race, your book? It doesn’t mean that you've failed.  It just means taking another path to reach your goal. If you read Olivia’s first story, you will know that she struggled long and hard before she reached this point. The light at the end of the tunnel may seem far away, but it is reachable.  

If this is your first time here and you would like to know more about Olivia, check out my entry, “Why do you write?” 

Mari e laipe!
See you soon!

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