Recently, I was asked to write a few professional bios for a local real estate broker. He’s got new agents coming on board and they’re doing some pretty awesome marketing pieces for each one of them. One piece of that puzzle is a professional bio. So here I am, knee deep in bios. Sounds like fun, huh? Like the kind of fun you might have slogging through a bog with holey wellies. It just doesn’t seem too glamorous, really. Well, that’s what I thought, but it has surprised me, delightfully enough.
It helps quite a bit that I’m naturally nosy. No, make that, I’m naturally inquisitive. Everyone has a story, and I love pulling those little nuggets out of people. Most folks don’t realize how interesting their lives really are. It’s fascinating to me to learn that someone’s dad was friends with Stevie Ray Vaughan, or that they once lived in a tee-pee, but ran the debutante circuit from Houston to New York. Or, that someone has three advanced degrees from a foreign university, or invented a product, or has recorded an album. These things, all so different from my own story, are so cool. These amazing things you wouldn’t know by looking. This is where I wanted my journalism degree to go. I love the human part of news, the feature writing part, the stories. I didn’t want to write about city hall, or politics or violence, so I opted out of that life. People’s stories are so like fiction when they’re not yours. It’s like hearing things your imagination just wouldn’t come up with on its own. For real! And someone is living that life.
Oh, and it’s stressful! I didn’t think of it this way, but holy macaroons, I get so nervous when I send that bio over. In fact, I have to force myself to hit the send button. Yes, I’ve procrastinated because I was scared. I didn’t know it would be so hard to write about someone and then send it to them directly. If I were writing a feature piece on someone for a magazine, it would be much easier. Much. Here, I’m writing a feature piece, and only get 500 words to write the interesting bits. These bits that I write might make someone want to hire them for, likely, the biggest transaction of their lives, or not. Gulp. There’s no doubt that I enjoy it, but wow. I sweat buckets over what to include, and all of the interesting things that have to drop out. I’ve heard from them that they’re really nervous to read it. They’re wondering how I perceived them and what things from our interview I chose to include. So, it’s awkward all around.
Awkward. Yep, I just didn’t anticipate that feeling, but it is, a bit. Luckily, I’m the kind of person who gets past “awkward” moments pretty quickly. I’m not much of a judger, and I think people know it. I do genuinely find their stories interesting, and have a knack for giving their stories life on paper that represent their personalities pretty well. That’s the best part. One client wrote back,
“I love it! Even I want to work with me!”
Rewarding. I love it when people see themselves from the outside. They get to see how interesting they are. They get to see that they’ve got a great story! Yes, the rewarding part. That was the biggest surprise of all!
Last month, a fellow blogger asked for submissions for her February series on love. I loved the idea. When I started thinking about it, I decided that I love everything, it seems. I love hiking, biking, dogs, my family, traveling, talking, singing, writing, eating, drinking and well, there’s just no way to choose. The word is definitely over-used, but that was not the question. What would I write about? The answer came in the form of a selfie. I know, right? Gack.
My dear, and multi-talented friend Kara, sent me an amazingly gorgeous, GREEN (I love green too) hand-knitted (just for me!) neck warmer! In utter delight, I slipped it on and modeled it for a picture so I could text it to her immediately. I loved it! When I looked at the photo, I thought, “I must really laugh a lot!” and BOOM! There it was. I love those laugh lines! Those are some rockin’ wrinkles. Why would I ever try to hide that billboard to the world that proclaims that I love to laugh?
Thus, my piece on “Lovin’ My Laugh Lines” was born and thrust into the ether. Please go visit Musings By The Bay and check it out. I hope it makes you look in the mirror and laugh!
I’m a pantser. Yep, I know. Typical. Me. Hell, two weeks ago, I had no idea my writing style had a name!
In the past year or so, I’ve begun sharing my blogs with friends and family. Because I am surrounded by very intelligent, successful and talented people I was, frankly, intimidated. Things I write aren’t just words. I don’t write fiction, and I can’t peak out from behind my characters to see reactions and create distance. I’m out there on display, and though I don’t do it solely for my audience, I still want to touch them.
My goal to make people feel something, anything, and to write these words that bounce around inside me and poke at my bones until I put them out there where they’re intended keeps me tapping these keys. They feel good under my fingers and seeing the words arrive on my screen fulfills something inside me. Whether what I write is good or bad, better or worse, something — anything, is better than nothing. Guts.
Did you know that November is National Novel Writing Month? (NaNoWriMo) I had no idea that there was such a thing, and I’m digesting it. I guess I should sign up and jump right in, but I have no clue. I’ve thought about writing a novel, but I haven’t really thought about writing a novel. There’s an idea percolating for a wee book, however, a novel it is not.
Kevin Hearne, one of my favorite authors, talked about it a bit on Facebook this morning. He had a link to a “pep talk” from Chuck Wendig. Kevin posted the link with this warning, “HOWEVER: I should warn those of you who have an aversion to strong language that Chuck is a wizard of the profane. If his language was salsa, it’d be habanero.” So I clicked, of course, how could you not want to read that? There’s some really good stuff there, and it’s funny! Will you sign up to write a novel?
Tonight I attended the WordPress Austin MeetUp group and <NEWSFLASH> I’ve discovered I am technically termed a “popcorn head.” This is no surprise to anyone who knows me, and I’m frankly thrilled that I’ve got a new amusing way to describe myself. I love the image! It made me doodle.
The term came up when talking about blogs and audience. They asked, “Who is reading your blog?” I shrugged. “What do you write about?” Whatever pops into my head, I thought. “Or are you a popcorn head…” I immediately stopped listening and identified closely with that term. Oh, you can stop right there, I have found myself! I just never thought of myself in those precise terms, however, it is stunningly accurate.
I realize that in blogging, you are supposed to have a purpose. You are supposed to have a target audience. You are supposed to be focused and organized. I know, I know, and I’m confident that with the right help and the right classes, I will get there.
So, for now, if you’re reading this, who are you and why are you here?
More importantly, salt? Butter?
Strange and wacky, often filled with nonsense, the internet sometimes produces a gem. Sometimes. This morning, up and at ’em early, (shocker) I started on Twitter. This led me to a story by Jordan Kushins about a veteran who makes felted animals. What? That sounds lame, sorry, they’re not just animals, they’re works of art. After the really cool story, I read her byline which led me to follow her on Twitter (@kushkush) and then start reading her tweets. I know, I fell down one of the bajillion rabbit holes that is Twitter, but Continue reading
I really enjoy grammar and words. I’ve even been known to make up a few here and there just because it’s fun. However, I just found out that there is a technical term for made-up, blended works of verbal expression. Continue reading