Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Why We Write When We Write

Again, the heading is ambiguous. Is "when" we write the point at which we take pen in hand or (more likely these days) set fingers on keyboard and let fly those words rolling around in our heads? Or is "when" we write the period or era that we like to write about? Both interesting questions.

The "when" when we write... I know writers who prefer to do their writing in the middle of the night. For them, of course, it's the best time to write. It's quiet, there are no distractions (or at least fewer), and the entire world seems to be waiting for them. I really wish I could write in the middle of the night.

Then, of course, people like me are asleep in the middle of the night. In fact, because I wake up at a gruesomely early hour (allowing me to do my own work before I go into the Day Job), I tend to start dozing at an embarrassingly early hour in the evening. If the Hub is off at a baseball game, I write later into the evening before hanging it up about nine. If not, and we try to catch up on what we have waiting on TiVo (love that TiVo!), just the act of sitting down in front of the TV increases the odds that I'll be out like the proverbial bug light. And that annoys me, because I'll wake up a couple of hours later, just in time to go to sleep, to again wake up at a gruesomely early hour. Quality time with the Hub? More likely quality time with him listening to me snooze. So for me, the hours between coming home from the Day Job and drifting off/making dinner/taking care of something else are precious. Heck, any time that I'm not dozing off is precious!

Now, the other "when." I write fantasies, futuristics, contemporaries and near-future stories. Why? Those speak loudest to me. That doesn't stop me from reading and enjoying historicals, but I couldn't write 'em. For me, the stories that are right around the corner, whether literal or figurative, are the ones that make me sit up (hey, maybe even wake up!) and take notice, and make me wonder. I know that history has its own mystique and charm -- a time no longer within memory, a time with questions of its own, questions that may never be answered because, hey, it's past. But I also know that history is written by the winners, and the voice of the losers, those who lost out on the social evolution, may never be heard. Although that's an interesting idea too.

Oh heck. I may find myself writing a historical yet.

Eilis Flynn

"With The Sleeper Awakes, Eilis Flynn has quickly catapulted herself to the top of any fantasy fan's 'must buy' list."--Two Lips review
"Festival of Stars allows two loving people another chance in life to be with each other. ... a heartwarming read, one full of emotions and family issues that transpire in real life."--Fallen Angels review

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Happy Interdependence Day!

For those of us in the US, today is Independence Day, celebrating the day we
as a nation decided not to be ruled by England. In other parts of the world,
though, it's just July 4. But wherever we are, no matter what culture we're
currently in, today is Interdependence Day for my husband and me, because it's
our anniversary.

We got married on July 4 in Brooklyn, NY, 23 years ago, in the restaurant in
the tallest building in Bay Ridge. We chose that spot because that's where we
lived; we loved the area (the southernmost tip of Brooklyn, right before the
Verrazano Bridge, which leads you to Staten Island), and by having our
reception in that building, we could see the fireworks over in Manhattan. It was one
day that we knew most everyone we wanted to invite would have off, and
surprisingly, neither the church nor the restaurant were booked. It was a lovely,
sunny day (okay, it was summer in New York: It was scorching, the church wasn't
air-conditioned, but the sky was a beautiful blue), and we remember it fondly

Eventually, we moved away -- across the country, even, to Washington state --
but we had the opportunity to go back to New York a few years ago, just in
time for our anniversary. We had dinner at the restaurant at the top of that
same building, and watched the fireworks over in Manhattan again. We remember
that fondly, too.

How is any of this relevant? Well, I write romances. And our wedding was
romantic. And it's Interdependence Day. So Happy Interdependence Day, one and all!

Eilis Flynn,
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Monday, July 02, 2007

"30-Day Guarantee" goes live!

Back in the mid-1980s, after having gotten to freelance copy edit a couple of
Harlequins and thoroughly enjoyed the experience, I decided to take a stab at
writing one. So I wrote one -- about a University of Washington linguistics
professor, newly divorced, who meets a computer tech mogul (more than loosely
based on Steve Jobs) who gives her a "30-day guarantee" -- go out with him for
a month, and if she decides he doesn't suit her, she can walk away.

All sorts of hurdles had to be overcome, of course, before there could be a
happy ending, and you know? I had a good time writing it. When I finally
submitted it to Harlequin, I got back a lengthy revision letter -- which at the time
I didn't realize was a GOOD thing. It was pretty daunting, let me tell you.

Anyway, I revised it, it got passed on, but I still kept it in mind. Until
last year, when I got email from someone I knew who was a freelance editor for
them, who asked me, since I'd written a few comic book stories, whether I'd
want to take a stab at romance comics online. So "30-Day Guarantee" got
resurrected, after all this time.

It's not the story I first came up with, but that's to be expected. It's not
how I imagined it, but then that's what the artist does. But despite all that
... the story of Astra Maris, PhD, and Gray Reiss, maverick computer mogul,
lives at last!

Eilis Flynn
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