I am not one of those people who always knew they wanted to
be a writer. In fact, growing up, I probably wanted to be everything but a writer. I was a numbers person (still
am, really). While others signed up for writing classes in college, I took
advanced math classes … by choice … for fun … and they were.
I had always believed you were either a numbers person or a
writing/creative person. Clearly I loved numbers, so I deducted (mathematically
and statistically speaking, of course) that writing or any other form of
creativity was not my thing.
But something happened on this crazy journey of life. An
adult story popped into my head. It happened twenty years ago. I tried to
ignore it, but it wouldn’t go away. Then, I tried to write it, never getting
through more than a paragraph or two. At each attempt, I would tell myself I
had no business trying to write and would promptly put my notebook back on its
shelf while returning to the comfort of my numbers.
For ten more years, my story sat, nestled in the back of my
brain, but never far from my thoughts. In my heart, I felt I would be missing
out on something huge if I let it go. The trouble was, I didn’t know what that
something huge was or even how to try to find out. I decided to give it one
more try. So I wrote – and I wrote – and I wrote. I couldn’t stop. Without any
explanation, I had suddenly become the Forrest Gump of literature. Of course, I
thought what I had written was pure brilliance. I would obviously become the
next J.K. Rowling of the adult fiction world.
At a neighborhood party, I met a woman, who was a writing
coach. She mostly worked with high school students on their college essays, but
she offered to give my book a read. The results were worse than dismal. It
seemed my masterpiece was not quite
the best seller I had imagined. Not even a tiny bit close.
However, she found one redeeming factor. Buried within her
many, many not so flattering, yet
constructive comments, was a compliment about a flashback scene I wrote where
my main character was seven years old.
“This voice is
fabulous! I’m instantly brought back to my childhood. Have you ever considered
writing for children?”
I hadn’t. And I’ll be honest, I wasn’t immediately on board
with her idea. In my mind, this novel was to be a one and done, at which time
I’d go back to my career in numbers. But when my two older children, who were
nine and twelve at the time, expressed less and less interest in reading
anything outside of their assigned schoolwork, (How could this be? I loved to
read!) I heard my writing coach’s words again.
Did numbers play a factor in your writing? Share your story!
About Karen:
Karen Pokras writes middle grade fiction under the name
Karen Pokras Toz. A self-proclaimed coffee-addict and lover of daisies, Karen
spent fifteen years as a tax accountant, writing solely in numbers.
When the
voices in her head insisted she write in words, she discovered a passion for
story telling. Since that fateful day, she’s published six middle grade titles,
several of which have won awards.
A native of Connecticut, Karen now lives
outside of Philadelphia with her family. For more information, visit www.karentoz.com.
Karen's Middle Grade Series':
Karen, I love this story! YES, numbers definitely played a role in my story too. I actually did a blog post on that too called 8 Steps to an Agent, a Publisher, and a 2-Book Deal. And how each step learned along the way to publication helped me AFTER publication as an author. So, while those defeats are hard - they can turn into triumphs later! http://writershelpingwriters.net/2014/04/eight-steps-agent-publisher-two-book-deal/
ReplyDeleteAnd it's funny as I had the same experience as you with finding my young voice. An editor friend mentioned the same thing with a young voice in my thriller for adults and said I should explore it. So I did and fell in love with writing for kids (and reading middle grade).
Your 8 Steps post is amazing, Donna! Numbers are the best, and your words, as always, are very inspiring. I love that you had a similar experience with finding your middle grade voice. Isn't it funny how often we need an outside voice to steer us in the right direction? (Wait, don't I tell this to my kids everyday?) I guess it's a timeless lesson. Thanks again for inviting me to guest post!
DeleteWhat a great post! I am glad the writing coach's comments led to success--a lesser person might have been stopped in their tracks by the criticism. Good for you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Karen, for guest-posting with the Mayhem today. We appreciate it!
Thanks for the kind words! I'm happy to be here today.
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