A 3 Day Novel Contest Post-mortem: Thoughts After my 7th 3DNC

3dnc survivalFor the 7th consecutive year I have been a contestant in the International 3-Day Novel Writing Contest. This is literally the exercise of writing a full novel in 72 hours. No extensions, no extra time, no time outs. This is 3 days of pounding out the story that’s been in your imagination begging to get out.

This year I wrote a Middle Grade novel, a humorous story about an alien race that seeks to conquer Earth to steal our refrigeration technology so they can make banana splits. When they get to Earth, they slowly realize that they are actually very tiny—just three or four inches tall. Conquering Earth is going to be harder than they thought. Based on a facebook survey, I have named the book, Pants are Evil, and Other Lessons from Outer Space.

3DNC 2015: By the Numbers

Here is what 2015 looked like:

  • 17 chapters (plus a short prologue & epilogue)
  • 126.75 pages
  • 37,015 words
  • 3.55 pages written per hour
  • 287.4 words per page
  • about 17 hours of sleep

Don’t forget immeasurable bottles Coke Zero, more chocolate covered coffee beans and jujubes than is helpful, and support from great friends—digital and analogue, at home and throughout the world!

My 3 Day History: By the Numbers

7_Year_3DNC_chart

Over the years, I’ve found some consistent features to my 3 Day experience and have shown some growth. I’ll talk about some habits below—most people want to know what it is like and how to do it. But here are some interesting trends.

On Learning to Leave Word Worries

7_Year_3DNC_Word_CountIf you follow social media during 3DNC (and I do), there are some intriguing trends. People are very concentrated on word length. Many are very focussed on getting more and more words out onto the page.

As a writer I have never had trouble getting words out. My issue has been getting the right words out, in the right order, and knowing when to be quiet.

Moreover, the average winner of 3 Day create works of about 30,000 words. They are short, tight pieces with complex characters and solid writing. Length is not really a key factor.

So I have never worried about getting enough words on the page. Instead, I’ve chosen the word count by the genre. If you take a look at this chart below (selected out of the one above), you can see that there is a link between length and genre.

7_year_3dnc_genre

The Middle Grade humorous novels are intentionally shorter, and in this weekend I am able to shape it according to market expectations. Hildamay, the 2010 MG comedy that is being shopped out to agents right now, grew to 37,800 words in a serious rewrite. That makes it exactly the same length as this year’s MG comedy, Pants are Evil.

There are two novels, The Drive in 2009 and Star Cross’d Lovers in 2012. These are each at the very top of what I can do in a 3 Day Novel weekend and still take time to edit my work. Both are too short for their genre, and the pace of The Drive, my first attempt, is way too fast. Both were longer than I was comfortable with writing that weekend, though by 2012 I was faster and had enough time to edit.

The 2011 New Adult Travelogue, Reach Out and Touch Faith, was meant to be a 35,000 word novella—which is what I nailed with my 2013 Wish for a Stone. In 2011, though, it got out of hand. The same thing happened last year with the Dark YA piece, The Skin I’m In. This was a suicide journal, so the length was not as important. But I only had about 6 hours to edit at the end and I need 8 or 9.

I’ll talk more about editing below.

My advice in this area is this: Write what you can according to your ability and genre. If you struggle to get words out at all, then celebrate your 5,000 or 20,000 words or whatever. If you are trying to get a good start on a 90,000 bromance, get the first 30k or 40k done in 3 Day and finish by the end of September. If you are honing your skills in other ways, then target your word count for your own reasons.

3_day_novel_7_year_productivityFly, You Fool!

Despite what I just said, the 3DNC rule is simple: pound out the words. Just keep writing. Write through the problems and the worry and the weariness.

I am usually so doubtful when I write that this is the only way to get the job done. I write quickly and edit later. Even in the normal patter of everyday life, this is how I stay ahead of the self-doubt that would freeze me in my literary tracks.

Over the 7 years of 3 Day writing, I have pretty standard ranges of word density. I range from 271.8 to 303.2 words per page, depending mostly on description, style, and the amount of dialogue.

Over the years, my ability to produce words has increased. In 2009, I produced just under 3 pages per hour, almost exactly 900 words every hour I was in writing mode. With Hildamay in 2010, when I was slowing down to write a children’s book, I produced the same.

being-fat-and-runningWith bigger targets in 2011, my speed increased to 3.58 pages per hour, moving up to 1025 words an hour. In 2012, I improved a little more, going up to 3.8 pgs/hr for 1050 words each writing hour—a pace I matched in 2013 with Wish for a Stone and again this year. 1025-1050 words an hour is, for me, a strong but not difficult pace. When I do NaNoWriMo, I set aside 2 hours a day and can complete 60,000 words in the month.

2014 is out of step with the rest. The Skin I’m In is a journal, a suicide note written to a specific person (a pedophile, actually). As it is a coming-of-age (dying-of-age? coming-of-death?) novel, the narrative and conversation flowed really easily. Rarely did I have to stop to discover where I wanted to go. I had also sketched out the characters really well and had a good sense of where it was going.

This year I was more hesitant and more tired than normal. I stopped often. The tempo is consistent with the last five years, but there were many times when I caught myself just staring at the screen.

The Rhythm of My 3 Day Weekend

I track my weekend pretty closely, and so I have a pretty standard pattern. I know there are some that write for 72 hours straight. I can’t do this—especially when I have to be in the classroom the day after I finish. Here’s my ideal, beginning with midnight on Friday (so, Saturday morning):

Day 1 (Saturday)

00:00-04:00     Write
04:00-09:00     Sleep, trying to get 3 hours out of the 5
09:00-10:00     Editing
10:00-15:00     Writing
15:00-16:00     Nap
16:00-24:00     Writing, with a break for supper with family and a shower

Day 2 (Sunday)

00:00-08:00     Sleep, trying to get 6 hours out of the 7 or 8
08:00-12:00     Editing
12:00-16:00     Writing
16:00-17:00     Nap
17:00-24:00     Writing

Day 3 (Monday)

00:00-08:00     Sleep, trying to get 6 hours out of the 7 or 8
08:00-12:00     Editing
12:00-16:00     Writing, goal of finishing the 1st Draft at 4:00
16:00-17:00     Nap
17:00-24:00     Editing

My Writing JournalI never sleep very well during 3 Day. My mind is too active, my body too tired. The result is that of the 72 hours:

  • 35-45 hours are writing
  • 15-20 hours are editing
  • 15-20 hours are sleeping
  • 2-3 hours are with family, going for a walk (rare), showering, or eating

My ideal goal is to finish the first draft by the time I go to sleep on Sunday night, Day 2. I’ve only met this goal once. My comfortable goal is noon on Day 3 for a full draft. That gives me lots of time to edit. This has worked once as well. Usually I finish at suppertime on Day 3. It is a terrifying editing rush from that point on! I have the first half edited already, but there is often a lot of rewriting to do.

Cabin in the Woods or Social Media Star?

I have chosen not to go to the cabin in the woods for this event. Partly because that is a classic horror film set up, and even though I am not a good horror victim (busty blonde, athletic alpha male with square jaw, creepy technology geek, etc.), one can never know when they are the star of the show that ends their life.

zombie-cheerleader-costumeMore than the horror memes under threat by my isolation, there are a couple of reasons I don’t go by myself to the wilderness:

  • Food: My partner is super supportive of me on this weekend, despite the fact that we both have classes to teach on the next day. Being at home saves me the time of cooking and cleaning.
  • Cost: I just don’t have the coin to go into the woods. There are many cottages in Prince Edward Island, but they are quite costly on that weekend. I could go camping, but we often get a hurricane that weekend. I would like to save my rental dollars for family time or couple time.
  • Internet: I have great internet at home, unlike many cottages. During any particular writing contest I might have to look up any of these sorts of things:
    • The full name of NASA and whether there are dots.
    • The life cycle of an urban gray squirrel.
    • The Polish for “tongue.”
    • How to calculate the ratio of a Smallification gun.
    • The linguistic of the word “tongue.”
    • Why bananas don’t have seeds.
  • Support: My 2015 Middle Grade Comedy has a leg up, I think, because I have a Middle Grade kid in my house who loves funny things. I read the entire book aloud to my 10 year old, and he gave really good criticisms—especially in the area of inconsistencies. I noted when he laughed, and when he didn’t, and when he got bored. Nicolas is a great editor, and so is my wife. More than editing, though, they are hugs and kisses and pats and encouragement during a pretty discouraging process.
  • My Writing Shrine: I write in the least interesting part of the house: a basement corner with no great view, no clean air—nothing to distract me. I have set up my writing area with an extra screen, great speakers, and an ergonomic keyboard. It is exactly where I want to be.
  • Social Media Presence: This is not for everyone, but I use Social Media throughout the weekend. I don’t read the regular Twitter feed, but I do post on twitter my hourly results. I often send a quick note of encouragement to struggling 3DNC contestants on Twitter, and appreciate when others do that for me.
    Facebook is my biggest online tool during the 3 Day weekend. This past weekend I used it to get Math help, and tested a couple of scenes with readers (including a Prologue I added late in the game). I actually used a Facebook poll of friends to name the book, so Pants Are Evil, and Other Lessons from Outer Space is a fan favourite.

Social-Networking-SitesWhy do I spend this precious time on social media? Many of my real life friends are away that weekend, so they aren’t online and don’t give encouragement until later. But I do this for two reasons:

  1. I get tremendous courage from all the friends and digital co-contestants that send their best wishes.
  2. I am trying to build a digital network that is going to be responsive when I finally get one of these books published. When it comes time to promote Hildamay Humphrey’s Incredibly Boring Life or do an e-launch of Wish for a Stone, I have 2000 people who will at least consider my work.

old-typewriterWhat Do I Do Well?

I have never been a 3DNC finalist. However, I think I do this contest pretty well. Here are the bright spots:

  • I write quickly and worry about the consequence later. This is part of my “writing to flee the demons,” as Stephen King puts it. But it also gets a first draft onto the screen without the faltering that I have experienced in the past. Often I grow bored with a book, or feel useless as a writer, by about the 3/4 mark. This gets me to the end, for better or worse.
  • I think I balance the weekend pretty well. I am able to show up for work on the Tuesday after 3 Day. I only get about a half work day, and I am tired all week. But I am pretty well balanced. I would encourage future writers to consider making it a marathon with sleep and eat breaks.
  • This will shock some: I don’t drink coffee or energy drinks. I have a dozen cups of coffee a week, normally, and will have a couple on the weekend. But I don’t stimulate myself. I did that in year one and two, and found that I could get jittery or hungry or sleepy from the caffeine, and then I couldn’t sleep when I liked down. I drink a lot of diet pop, litres of water, and the occasional coffee. When I am 3-4 hours from having a nap or bedtime, I pour a finger of Scotch and sip it over the hours.
  • I think I balance social media well. I could lose a lot of time on there, avoiding the real work. But I do pretty well.
  • I prewrite well. I am usually prepared going into the contest. I talk about my prewriting process here.
  • I don’t push the book idea. This is a hard one to weigh. I allow the book idea to emerge throughout the year. For Wish for a Stone and Hildamay, I knew the winter before what I would do. The Drive I spent years getting ready. This year’s Pants are Evil, though, is the recovery of an old, failed story that only occurred to me in July. I almost wrote about an unfortunate 13-year-old vampire whose suburban parents force him to get braces to fit in their human community (called Overbite). A good idea, but I was struggling with plot and knew that there was an overfull market. When Russell and his world where Pants are Evil re-emerged, it was right. So I dove in.
  • I target the weekend well for the kind of book that I want to do. 3DNC is perfect for writing a MG novel (like Pants are Evil or Hildamay). It is also ideal for doing a philosophical novel/novella (like Wish for a Stone). The weekend also works well for writing something that has no commercial audience, like my New Adult Reach Out and Touch Faith. I also use the weekend to test out a storyline to see if it will work in another genre. My Star Cross’d Lovers is a great story, and I will either extend it to a novel or turn it into a screenplay. My first attempt, The Drive, I realize now was a good chance to get a bunch of characters out of my head.

What Would I Do Differently?

There is not much I would do differently, but here is what I could do if I wanted to win:

  • I would read 5 or 6 more of the winners and find out what they do well. I wrote here in my “Weekend Writers” blog about the “3 Day Novel Genre”: it’s time for me to update this and be strategic. Otherwise, I can take any week and carve out time to write.
  • If I read these books, I would blog reviews to support the authors. I’ve done that only a couple of times.
  • I would contact some of the finalists (the honourable mentions).

Will I Do it Again?

Yes, probably. At this point, I am 90% sure that 2016 is bad for me. If one thing isn’t happening, a second thing will. If both of those (life-changing) events fail, I’m in.

In 2017 I am secretly planning to invite my son to work on it as well. He loves writing stories, and it would be a good weekend for him to give it a try. He’ll be super pumped, I’m sure.

Why Do I Do This to Myself?

meThe International 3-Day Novel Contest is one of the most difficult things that I do. It is hard on my body, exhausting to my mind, challenging for my spouse—and I always lose. Why do I do it?

My goals are very precise:

  1. I am building a social media platform for my work—a community of mutual support and encouragement.
  2. I am testing and development my skills as a storyteller and editor.
  3. I would like to be a finalist as part of my writer’s CV.
  4. I intend to complete a manuscript that will do one of three things:
    1. Be the first draft of a complete story;
    2. Test an idea that could develop into a novel, a screenplay, or a novella/serial; or
    3. Tell a story for which there is no market.

The last one—write a non-commercial story—looks sad and lonely on the screen. But it is a good exercise: one never knows when the market will change or how a story will evolve. While Reach Out and Touch Faith has no market—too religious for the broad market, to edgy for the religious market—my romance, Star Cross’d Lovers, would make a great sappy Hollywood RomCom or a fun, tear-jerking paperback.

Now to You

3 Day Novel Contest journalThat’s the post-mortem of my 7th International 3-Day Novel Contest. I’ve written this so that I can do better next time, but also so that potential contestants (people who might beat me!) can approach this wonderful, awful, terrifying and satisfying event with eyes wide open.

Now to you.

Have you done the 3DNC? Do you have a link to your own story, published book, or 3 Day post-mortem? If so, let’s hear about it in the comments.

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A 3 Day Novel Contest Post-mortem: Thoughts After my 7th 3DNC

3dnc survivalFor the 7th consecutive year I have been a contestant in the International 3-Day Novel Writing Contest. This is literally the exercise of writing a full novel in 72 hours. No extensions, no extra time, no time outs. This is 3 days of pounding out the story that’s been in your imagination begging to get out.

This year I wrote a Middle Grade novel, a humorous story about an alien race that seeks to conquer Earth to steal our refrigeration technology so they can make banana splits. When they get to Earth, they slowly realize that they are actually very tiny—just three or four inches tall. Conquering Earth is going to be harder than they thought. Based on a facebook survey, I have named the book, Pants are Evil, and Other Lessons from Outer Space.

3DNC 2015: By the Numbers

Here is what 2015 looked like:

  • 17 chapters (plus a short prologue & epilogue)
  • 126.75 pages
  • 37,015 words
  • 3.55 pages written per hour
  • 287.4 words per page
  • about 17 hours of sleep

Don’t forget immeasurable bottles Coke Zero, more chocolate covered coffee beans and jujubes than is helpful, and support from great friends—digital and analogue, at home and throughout the world!

My 3 Day History: By the Numbers

7_Year_3DNC_chart

Over the years, I’ve found some consistent features to my 3 Day experience and have shown some growth. I’ll talk about some habits below—most people want to know what it is like and how to do it. But here are some interesting trends.

On Learning to Leave Word Worries

7_Year_3DNC_Word_CountIf you follow social media during 3DNC (and I do), there are some intriguing trends. People are very concentrated on word length. Many are very focussed on getting more and more words out onto the page.

As a writer I have never had trouble getting words out. My issue has been getting the right words out, in the right order, and knowing when to be quiet.

And I have discovered that the average winner of 3 Day create works of about 30,000 words. They are short, tight pieces with complex characters and solid writing. Length is not really a key factor. Moreover, the three books that I wrote with the fewest words (2010, 2013, 2015) have the greatest publication potential, and the fourth smallest (2012) is next in line, after a rewrite.

So I have never worried about getting enough words on the page. Instead, I’ve chosen the word count by the genre. If you take a look at this chart below (selected out of the one above), you can see that there is a link between length and genre.

7_year_3dnc_genre

The Middle Grade novels are intentionally shorter, which matches marketplace expectation. Hildamay, the 2010 MG comedy that is being shopped out to agents right now, grew to 37,800 words in a serious rewrite. That makes it exactly the same length as this year’s MG comedy, Pants are Evil.

There are two novels in the group, The Drive in 2009 and Star Cross’d Lovers in 2012. These are each at the very top of what I can do in a 3 Day Novel weekend and still take time to edit my work. Both are too short for their genre, and the pace of The Drive, my first attempt, is way too fast. Both were longer than I was comfortable with writing that weekend, though by 2012 I was faster and had enough time to edit.

The 2011 New Adult Travelogue, Reach Out and Touch Faith, was meant to be a 35,000 word novella—which is what I nailed with my 2013 Wish for a Stone. In 2011, though, it got out of hand. The same thing happened last year with the Dark YA piece, The Skin I’m In (2014). This was a suicide journal, so the length was not as important. But I only had about 6 hours to edit at the end and I need 8 or 9.

I’ll talk more about editing below.

My advice in this area is this: Write what you can according to your ability and genre. If you struggle to get words out at all, then celebrate your 5,000 or 20,000 words or whatever. If you are trying to get a good start on a 90,000 bromance, get the first 30k or 40k done in 3 Day and finish by the end of September. If you are honing your skills in other ways, then target your word count for your own reasons.

3_day_novel_7_year_productivityFly, You Fool!

Despite what I just said, the 3DNC rule is simple: pound out the words. Just keep writing. Write through the problems and the worry and the weariness.

I am usually so doubtful when I write that this is the only way to get the job done. I write quickly and edit later. Even in the normal patter of everyday life, this is how I stay ahead of the self-doubt that would freeze me in my literary tracks.

Over the 7 years of 3 Day writing, I have pretty standard ranges of word density. I range from 271.8 to 303.2 words per page, depending mostly on description, style, and the amount of dialogue.

Over the years, my ability to produce words has increased. In 2009, I produced just under 3 pages per hour, almost exactly 900 words every hour I was in writing mode. With Hildamay in 2010, when I was slowing down to write a children’s book, I produced the same.

being-fat-and-runningWith bigger targets in 2011, my speed increased to 3.58 pages per hour, moving up to 1025 words an hour. In 2012, I improved a little more, going up to 3.8 pgs/hr for 1050 words each writing hour—a pace I matched in 2013 with Wish for a Stone and again this year. 1025-1050 words an hour is, for me, a strong but not difficult pace. When I do NaNoWriMo, I set aside 2 hours a day and can complete 60,000 words in the month.

2014 is out of step with the rest. The Skin I’m In is a journal, a suicide note written to a specific person (a pedophile, actually). As it is a coming-of-age (dying-of-age? coming-of-death?) novel, the narrative and conversation flowed really easily. Rarely did I have to stop to discover where I wanted to go. I had also sketched out the characters really well and had a good sense of where it was going.

This year I was more hesitant and more tired than normal. I stopped often. The tempo is consistent with the last five years, but there were many times when I caught myself just staring at the screen.

The Rhythm of My 3 Day Weekend

I track my weekend pretty closely, and so I have a pretty standard pattern. I know there are some that write for 72 hours straight. I can’t do this—especially when I have to be in the classroom the day after I finish. Here’s my ideal, beginning with midnight on Friday (so, Saturday morning):

Day 1 (Saturday)

00:00-04:00     Write
04:00-09:00     Sleep, trying to get 3 hours out of the 5
09:00-10:00     Editing
10:00-15:00     Writing
15:00-16:00     Nap
16:00-24:00     Writing, with a break for supper with family and a shower

Day 2 (Sunday)

00:00-08:00     Sleep, trying to get 6 hours out of the 7 or 8
08:00-12:00     Editing
12:00-16:00     Writing
16:00-17:00     Nap
17:00-24:00     Writing

Day 3 (Monday)

00:00-08:00     Sleep, trying to get 6 hours out of the 7 or 8
08:00-12:00     Editing
12:00-16:00     Writing, goal of finishing the 1st Draft at 4:00
16:00-17:00     Nap
17:00-24:00     Editing

My Writing JournalI never sleep very well during 3 Day. My mind is too active, my body too tired. The result is that of the 72 hours:

  • 35-45 hours are writing
  • 15-20 hours are editing
  • 15-20 hours are sleeping
  • 2-3 hours are with family, going for a walk (rare), showering, or eating

My ideal, almost unreachable goal is to finish the first draft by the time I go to sleep on Sunday night, Day 2. I’ve only met this goal once. My comfortable goal is noon on Day 3 for a full draft. That gives me lots of time to edit. This has worked once as well. Usually I finish at suppertime on Day 3. It is a terrifying editing rush from that point on! I have the first half edited already on Sunday morning, but there is often a lot of rewriting to do.

Cabin in the Woods or Social Media Star?

I have chosen not to go to the cabin in the woods for this event. Partly because that is a classic horror film set up. And even though I am not a good horror victim (busty blonde, athletic alpha male with square jaw, creepy technology geek, etc.), one can never know when they are the star of the show that ends their life.

zombie-cheerleader-costumeMore than the horror memes under threat by my isolation, there are a few reasons I don’t go by myself to the wilderness:

  • Food: My partner is super supportive of me on this weekend, despite the fact that we both have classes to teach on the next day. Being at home saves me the time of cooking and cleaning.
  • Cost: I just don’t have the coin to go into the woods. There are many cottages in Prince Edward Island, but they are quite costly on that weekend. I could go camping, but we often get a hurricane that weekend. I would like to save my rental dollars for family time or couple time.
  • Internet: I have great internet at home, unlike many cottages. During any particular writing contest I might have to look up any of these sorts of things:
    • The full name of NASA and whether there are dots.
    • The life cycle of an urban gray squirrel.
    • The Polish for “tongue.”
    • How to calculate the ratio of a Smallification gun.
    • The linguistic history of the word “tongue.”
    • Why bananas don’t have seeds.
    • Iberian patterns of mosquito migration.
  • Support: My 2015 Middle Grade Comedy has a leg up, I think, because I have a Middle Grade kid in my house who loves funny things. I read the entire book aloud to my 10 year old, and he gave really good criticisms—especially in the area of inconsistencies. I noted when he laughed, and when he didn’t, and when he got bored. Nicolas is a great editor, and so is my wife. More than editing, though, there are hugs and kisses and words of encouragement during a pretty discouraging process.
  • My Writing Shrine: I write in the least interesting part of the house: a basement corner with no great view, no clean air—nothing to distract me. I have set up my writing area with an extra screen, great speakers, and an ergonomic keyboard. It is exactly where I want to be.
  • Social Media Presence: This is not for everyone, but I use Social Media throughout the weekend. I don’t read the regular Twitter feed, but I do post  my hourly results on Twitter. I often send a quick note of encouragement to struggling #3DNC contestants on Twitter, and appreciate when others do that for me.
    Facebook is my biggest online tool during the 3 Day weekend. This past weekend I used it to get Math help, and tested a couple of scenes with readers (including a Prologue I added late in the game). I actually used a Facebook poll of friends to name the book, so Pants Are Evil, and Other Lessons from Outer Space is a fan favourite.

Social-Networking-SitesWhy do I spend this precious time on social media? Many of my real life friends are away that weekend, so they aren’t online and don’t give encouragement until later. But I do this for two reasons:

  1. I get tremendous courage from all the friends and digital co-contestants that send their best wishes.
  2. I am trying to build a digital network that is going to be responsive when I finally get one of these books published. When it comes time to promote Hildamay Humphrey’s Incredibly Boring Life or do an e-launch of Wish for a Stone, I have 2000 people who will at least consider my work.

old-typewriterWhat Do I Do Well?

I have never been a 3DNC finalist. However, I think I do this contest pretty well. Here are the bright spots:

  • I write quickly and worry about the consequence later. This is part of my “writing to flee the demons,” as Stephen King puts it. But it also gets a first draft onto the screen without the faltering that I have experienced in the past. Often I grow bored with a book, or feel useless as a writer, by about the 3/4 mark. This gets me to the end, for better or worse.
  • I think I balance the weekend pretty well. I am able to show up for work on the Tuesday after 3 Day. I only get about a half work day, and I am tired all week. But I am pretty well balanced. I would encourage future writers to consider making it a marathon with sleep and eat breaks.
  • This will shock some: I don’t drink coffee or energy drinks. I have a dozen cups of coffee a week, normally, and will have a couple on the weekend. But I don’t stimulate myself. I did that in year one and two, and found that I could get jittery or hungry or sleepy from the caffeine, and then I couldn’t sleep when I lay down. I drink a lot of diet pop, gallons of water, and the occasional coffee. When I am 3-4 hours from having a nap or bedtime, I pour a finger of Scotch and sip it over the hours.
  • I think I balance social media well. I could lose a lot of time on there, avoiding the real work. But I do pretty well.
  • I prewrite well. I am usually prepared going into the contest. I talk about my prewriting process here.
  • I am glad that I edit. It is possible that I could write the first 60,000 words of a 100,000 word novel that weekend if I didn’t stop to edit. Maybe 70,000, if the mood was right. The reason I avoid that approach, besides the fact that 3 Day judges don’t want to read a 60,000-word piece, is that when you don’t edit your 3DNC piece as you go, you miss the greatest advantage that 3 Day offers: Continuity. Because all the writing happens at once, you will develop continuity of characters, intriguing thematic strings, and narrative movement that is well founded on its starting point. Editing keeps me in the centre of the writing moment and leads to the greatest literary whole (even if that unity is bad in other ways!).
  • I don’t push the book idea. This is a hard one to weigh. I allow the book idea to emerge throughout the year. For Wish for a Stone and Hildamay, I knew the winter before what I would do. The Drive I spent years getting ready. This year’s Pants are Evil, though, is the recovery of an old, failed story that only occurred to me in July. I almost wrote about an unfortunate 13-year-old vampire whose suburban parents force him to get braces to fit in their human community (called Overbite). A good idea, but I was struggling with plot and knew that there was an overfull market. When Russell and his world where Pants are Evil re-emerged, it was right. So I dove in.
  • I target the weekend well for the kind of book that I want to do. 3DNC is perfect for writing a MG novel (like Pants are Evil or Hildamay). It is also ideal for doing a philosophical novel/novella (like Wish for a Stone). The weekend also works well for writing something that has no commercial audience, like my New Adult Reach Out and Touch Faith. I also use the weekend to test out a storyline to see if it will work in another genre. My Star Cross’d Lovers is a great story, and I will either extend it to a novel or turn it into a screenplay. My first attempt, The Drive, I realize now was a good chance to get a bunch of characters out of my head.

What Would I Do Differently?

There is not much I would do differently, but here is what I could do if I wanted to win:

  • I would read 5 or 6 more of the winners and find out what they do well. I wrote here in my “Weekend Writers” blog about the “3 Day Novel Genre”: it’s time for me to update this and be strategic. Otherwise, I can take any week and carve out time to write.
  • If I read these books, I would blog reviews to support the authors. I’ve done that only a couple of times.
  • I would contact some of the finalists (the honourable mentions), and see what their advice is.

Will I Do it Again?

Yes, probably. At this point, I am 90% sure that 2016 is bad for me. If one thing isn’t happening, a second thing will. If both of those (life-changing) events fail, I’m in.

In 2017 I am secretly planning to invite my son to work on it as well. He loves writing stories, and it would be a good weekend for him to give it a try. He’ll be super pumped, I’m sure.

Why Do I Do This to Myself?

meThe International 3-Day Novel Contest is one of the most difficult things that I do. It is hard on my body, exhausting to my mind, challenging for my spouse—and I always lose. Why do I do it?

My goals are very precise:

  1. I am building a social media platform for my work—a community of mutual support and encouragement.
  2. I am testing and development my skills as a storyteller and editor.
  3. I would like to be a finalist as part of my writer’s CV.
  4. I intend to complete a manuscript that will do one of three things:
    1. Be the first draft of a complete story;
    2. Test an idea that could develop into a novel, a screenplay, or a novella/serial; or
    3. Tell a story for which there is no market.

The last one—write a non-commercial story—looks sad and lonely on the screen. But it is a good exercise: one never knows when the market will change or how a story will evolve. While Reach Out and Touch Faith has no market—too religious for the broad market, to edgy for the religious market—my romance, Star Cross’d Lovers, would make a great sappy Hollywood RomCom or a fun, tear-jerking paperback.

Now to You

3 Day Novel Contest journalThat’s the post-mortem of my 7th International 3-Day Novel Contest. I’ve written this so that I can do better next time, but also so that potential contestants (people who might beat me!) can approach this wonderful, awful, terrifying and satisfying event with eyes wide open.

Now to you.

Have you done the 3DNC? Do you have a link to your own story, published book, or 3 Day post-mortem? If so, let’s hear about it in the comments.

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9/11 Memorial: Charles Williams on War

911-flagFor today’s Feature Friday I thought I would post something on 9/11. For those of us born after wars and coming of age after the Cold War, this is our JFK, our Moon Landing, our Berlin Wall: not the celebration of a good moment, but the marking of time as a culture ages and a generation comes to global awareness. I was in Japan at the time, a Canadian living in a community of Americans in a wide, big circle of Japanese people. It was unreal, and too real.

Best wishes to Americans as they remember, and remember. Here is a poem about war and loss from Charles Williams by that leading Inklings curator, Sørina Higgins.

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Bad Drivers and the Moral High Road

As a biker in a city with few bike lanes and intermittent sidewalks, it is terrifying just to get to school in the morning. Plus, I live in a city with notoriously bad drivers.

Chalk this one up to the “Entitled Driver Without A Clue.”

Usually this character—a younger senior citizen male, typically—has decided that the world does not need to know what direction he will turn. Using the turn signal isn’t that much work, all things considered. But why bother? It’s my street, my lane, my car.

I met the extreme version of that today.

My 10-year-old Nicolas and I were biking on our way to his first day of school. We were three minutes behind schedule, but we still had lots of time. I tend to bike beside him while he bikes on the sidewalk.

We turned up Desbrisay Crescent, a lovely little park-facing street that has a sidewalk only on one side. So we crossed the street, going against the traffic (on the left side of the street).

It is not a high traffic street, and none today because a construction worker had held up the cars in both lanes. There was a little line of cars, three or four, on the right side of the street.  After almost four seconds of waiting in the traffic line, though, one driver had had enough.

Suddenly, a silver Hyundai SUV started backing up across two lanes of traffic into a driveway that was, it turns out, right beside us. We were, in fact, blocking the driver from pulling into the random driveway to get away from the egregious traffic jam.

I shouted. Thankfully he heard, and he stopped, now wedged in a perpendicular blockade in the middle of the street.

He scowled at me, this male senior with a toothpick hanging out of his mouth.

I scowled back, and Nicolas and I kept biking to school.

At the next corner I got off the bike to stop traffic. Soon we were biking through the parking lot of an abandoned grocery store.

And then I saw a silver Hyundai SUVcoming at us through the parking lot.

He pulled up beside me—not stopping, but coasting—and rolled down his driver side window. He pulled the toothpick out of his mouth and yelled.

“What the hell are you doing biking behind a car while it’s backing up?”

Really?

I stopped the bike.

And I yelled back.

I did not swear, and I did not lie. But I was very forceful when I explained that he illegally backed two lanes across traffic without looking and without signaling and nearly hit my kid.

I could see by the look on his face that he thought it was normal to do this, and that it was up to everyone else nearby to watch out for what he was doing.

The argument went back and forth, and so I finally told him I was calling the police. He swore at me and then took off. He rolled the next stop sign, pulled a left and a quick right without signaling, and went through a residential neighbourhood.

I looked at my son, on the first day of grade six.

“Sorry about that buddy,” I said. “I probably should have ignored him.”

“That’s okay, Dad,” he said. “I thought he was stopping to apologize.”

No, this is not the kind of driver to apologize.

We talked about it for a second and decided to call the police. Our license plates on PEI are pretty easy to remember. I was able to memorize the digits “SSN” and we passed the information on to the police.

Did I do the right thing?

To be honest, I feel kind of skuzzy. Sure, I was morally in the right, and legally I had my ground. You are not allowed to back across two lanes of traffic, and a driver backing up is responsible to know what is behind him.

Plus, this guy really is a problematic driver. He will keep expecting the world to bend to his own laziness until someone gets really hurt. It doesn’t matter if he is ticketed today or kills a kid tomorrow, he will think that the world is at fault, not him.

So the only thing I really accomplished today was to get in a shouting match with a bad driver on my son’s first day of school.

See, it doesn’t matter if you are right if you do damage along the way.

Fortunately, my son was pretty forgiving. He has a pretty great story for his first day of school. When we biked up behind the school, a friend of his shouted out, “Nicolas!” My son broke out into a big, sweaty smile.

Fortunately, not much damage done. But a good reminder that there are somethings more important than being right.

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The Charm of Mystery: An Encouragement to Christian Teachers in Secular Schools

I am right now furiously at work on the 3 Day Novel Contest, so I thought I would rework this note of encouragement to Christian teachers. I think, despite its focus, that all teachers will be encouraged by it, especially those working within a culture that isn’t their own.

Although I have done youth work and subbing in Christian environments, and work some with Christian colleges, most of my teaching has been in the secular university classroom. I very much enjoy sitting at the edge of culture, engaging students from various backgrounds with the core questions of what it means to be human. I am a fan of the liberal arts college.

My partner, by contrast, is teaching in a small Christian school. Neither of us would have seen it coming, but the creativity and generosity of this community slowly drew us in. First we enrolled our son there for Kindergarten. A quick visit showed us that it was clearly the best of our neighbourhood programs. Then Kerry started teaching part-time. Before long, she was a full-time member of a Christian teaching staff. She and Nicolas walk together to Immanuel Christian School each day, and have done so for the last five years.

Our school turns on its head the stereotype that exists for Christian schools. While it is academically strong, ICS’s strength is not in a chained-to-the-desk perspiration-driven intellectual climate. Instead, Immanuel’s strength is creating an environment for education. It is fun, engaged, and responsive. Each child is treated like an individual. Children at ICS are not being prepared for the world. The school is their world. This task is treated with the kind of seriousness that engenders the greatest fun possible. I have heard stories of harsh, rigid, anti-grace schools before. We are happy to be part of a school that, despite what it lacks in sports or size, gains much in a diverse community with curriculum that hints back toward a classical styled education.

touch appleNot every teacher, however, will teach in this kind of environment. Most secular schools are much larger, with budgets that create difficult tensions for teachers and administrators. Often in mouldering buildings or on new campuses that they cannot afford, large class sizes and a limping curriculum are unsuited to meet the needs of one of the least literate generations since WWI.

Most teachers will not land in a school like Kerry’s. If there is any root in reality to the stereotypes, even Christian teachers in Christian schools will face barriers that at times seem insurmountable. So I wanted to give a word of encouragement to Christian teachers in secular schools—and any other student, teacher, parent, pastor, priest, legislator, or community volunteer who happens to be peaking in.

When thinking about teaching in public schools, Christians often feel a crisis on two fronts. First, they feel like they may be compromising by teaching curriculum that they don’t trust. In the older grades this is poignant as a Christian teacher will be teaching science based upon evolution, offering vocational advice based upon economics rather than calling, and discussing sex ed based upon… well, that’s the question, isn’t it? What is our sex ed based upon?

Some of sex ed is after school special material, reminders of personal space and boundaries and risks, which is good. Other parts are rooted in science and research, which is excellent. But some of sex ed comes in a moralistic tone that shows that the curriculum is about the educator–or about the school board–and not about the student. I remember in my grade nine class a female teacher arguing with a male student about what boys experience. The teacher finally ended by saying, “well, this is what it says in the book, and I have a husband, so I should know.” I looked at the male student and thought, “well, he’s a boy, perhaps he knows.”

apple hand twilightSex ed can be a steeplechase. I remember the moralism of the consent conversation when I was subjected to sex ed. Now that “no means no” curriculum is considered damaging as we move to the “yes means yes” mode. My concerns about the “no means no” religion when I was a kid was brushed aside by teachers, and I’m glad that we are now moving toward a safer place. But none of these sex ed classes deal with the hidden reality of all these messages: how do we as individuals struggle with how we have divorced intimacy and sex? That’s a discussion worth bringing out into the open, though most teachers would feel terrifyingly unqualified to host that dialogue. It’s because most teachers really are unqualified for that conversation.

Christian teachers at the younger years still feel some of these pressures, but from a different angle perhaps. The hot-button issues are usually books that school boards make kids read in their reactionary intention to satisfy the morality-of-the-month crusaders. Today, books where Sandy has two dads will be absolutely essential to a child’s formation. Tomorrow, it will be books where Sandy’s parents a vegetarians in a world full of meat-eaters. I’m not against moralistic books, but as C.S. Lewis doubted a good book could be written by bureaucrats at the ministry of education, I doubt that these bureaucrats can select a good book—especially when the fleeting social moods are the foundation of that choice.

teacher-apple studentDeeper than the hot-button issues, teachers feel stuck by the system at early ages. Often they feel wedged between curriculum that shoves Sandy through a grade before all the standards are met, and curriculum that is so individualistic that Sandy is never corrected or formed in any way. Some of the teachers I know spend all evening, most every evening, doing their best to re-form the curriculum to meet the individual needs of 28 children, but spend much of their day updating an app dashboard that informs parents every 15 minutes of how their children are doing.

The loss of common sense in education will always be a moral compromise.

Christian teachers who see children as made in the image of God are going to struggle. Being made in the image of God, the teacher knows that we are all individuals and that we learn and discover our world in different ways. Yet part of that discovery is formation—occasionally painful, often frustrating and disappointing, the teacher’s role in forming a child is not to protect the child from harm. No, our job as teachers is more like gardening, where we simultaneously feed the roots, weed out bad influences, and trim for growth.

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We see by this last paragraph that Christian teachers don’t just feel compromised by curriculum, they also feel limited in how much their core beliefs can inform their work. I know teachers that are terrified that their students will find out that they are a practicing Christian. Some Atheists, Muslims, and Jews can relate.

It can be even worse. There are some areas where “Christian” is synonymous with anti-science, anti-history, misogyny, bigotry. The most dominant picture of Christians in the media would lead an alien to presume that Christian earthlings are anti-environmental pedophiles with God Hates Fags t-shirts who believe that God put dinosaur bones in the mud of creation as a sort of Jurassic joke. Watching the media struggle with the local Christian response to the Charleston church shooting last spring shows how far the gap is between what Christian life is on the sidewalks and how it is portrayed on the screen.

teacher apple books chalkboardI remember in high school our science teacher was pushed by some students on the question of God and creation. He was very anxious to respond, and said it very carefully: “Personally, and this is just my belief, I think that evolution needs something like God to make it work.” As far as I know, his job was not in danger. But some teachers feel that insecurity. I don’t mean the extremes, like where a “Christian” teacher won’t teach a gay kid or where a “Christian” principal cancels a school dance because of interracial coupling. I’m talking about the normal stuff, like when a curious child asks about God or religion or what it means to be a person.

A lot of teachers are terrified—afraid they’ll get trapped in a downward spiral of a system that pretends to diversity but can’t handle disagreement, and concerned that they will be asked to compromise too much.

So I feel for these teachers.

Personally, I feel comfortable teaching evolution or sex ed, and I think I give space to students in the classroom who have different feelings on these issues. I try to make the conversation about them, not me (and my beliefs). When it comes to vocational advice or delivering curriculum, I secretly inculcate my students with this message: you are valued, and when you do something creative you tap into the great rhythm of a universe that bends toward creativity. That’s a fancy way of saying, “you are made in the image of the Creator, so be creative and know you are loved.” I subversively work to instill hope.

Hope is very counter-cultural.

apple-handI think there is great power to be in the position of a teacher. Especially in the earliest years, we are charged with the social and intellectual formation of our students. For the Christian, social and intellectual formation is a spiritual and moral matter. We can bring blessing and hope into the lives of little ones—lives that often face not blessing and hope but grit and gloom.

I was reading a series of letters that C.S. Lewis wrote to Rhona Bodle, a teacher of deaf children in New Zealand. She had become a Christian reading C.S. Lewis’ books, and was in the zeal of her early faith. That meant for Bodle a desire to do the best for these children who, in the 1950s, faced such poignant challenges. Part of her early faith response was doubt about the kind of restrictions I talked about above—what she called “restraints.” I think she wanted to talk about her faith in the classroom, but knew that she couldn’t. Here is Lewis’ intriguing response:

The restraints imposed on you by ‘secular education’ are, no doubt, very galling…. But Christian teachers in secular schools may, I sometimes think, do more good precisely because they are not allowed to give religious instruction in class. At least I think that, as a child, I shd. have been very allured and impressed by the discovery–which must be made when questions are asked–that the teacher believed firmly in a whole mass of things he wasn’t allowed to teach! Let them give us the charm of mystery if they please (May 20th, 1953 letter).

My advice is complex, a careful pathway of teaching the core of Christian beliefs of love and hope and grace without the words, and allowing the students to guide the discovery. Lewis’ advice is simpler: live your worldview consistently, and the testimony of your integrity may be a greater witness than all your words. The phrase “Preach the gospel, and if necessary, use words” is probably misattributed to St. Francis of Assisi. Still, somebody said it, and it is an important reminder to those of us who live in times of worldview tension—the lion dens of culture.

apple hand beauty artWhen we are living in these lion dens, it is sometimes difficult to know when to speak and when to be still. Even the approaches of Esther and Daniel in the Hebrew Bible are dramatically different. But Lewis’ advice will always work.

So my encouragement to Christian teachers in secular schools is that you can have an impact, even with the restraints on your faith that this culture requires. Trust that “the charm of mystery” may help mitigate some of the damage our school system causes—for all its good. This approach of trying to live authentically among our students may even go further to help the slow transformation of culture that we all desperately need.

After all, didn’t we all become teachers because we secretly knew that teachers change the world? No matter where we are located, that’s something we all share as teachers.

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