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  • The Value of a Creative Writing MFA – A (sort of) IWSG post

    The Value of a Creative Writing MFA – A (sort of) IWSG post

    First Semester at A Glance
    My first semester at a glance

    In the very first post for this project way back in July of 2017, my entrance into an MFA graduate program of studies spurred the creation of this site. I’d been studying creative writing at Lesley University for just over a year at that point. Someone–I don’t remember who–suggested I start a blog.

    So, I did. I called it a project rather than a blog, though, because I don’t really understand what a blog is. Is this site a blog? It’s irrelevant, I supposed. The point was to document my journey through my MFA program.

    Which brings me to the main point for today’s entry.

    Lesley MFA graduates 2018

    I GRADUATED!!

    Holy shoot! I’m done. It’s over. No more assigned books to read, reflective papers to write, deadlines to meet. No more feedback letters to read, mentors to pester with longwinded emails that are 90% anxiety dumps and 10% legitimate questions, no more residency classes to prep for. As of this past Saturday, I am Katherine Karch, MFA.

    Thoughts are bouncing around in my noggin about the experience. Fresh, virgin, unanalyzed ideas. And they might be important, so I’m writing them here before I forget them. No doubt, I’ll be processing my MFA experience for years to come, but right now, one thought is burning brightly in my mind:

     

    What did I get out of this crazy, two-year-long journey?

    There are a few possible answers. The literal education, for one thing, was outstanding. I am definitely a more skilled writer now than when I entered the program. The daily discipline I developed over these past two years will serve me forever as I pursue a career in writing. But I think the community I got plugged into via this program might be the most important thing I gained.

    The community? I can practically hear doubters rolling their eyes (that’s how hard they’re rolling them). You want a community? Babe, that’s what Facebook groups are for. You didn’t need to pony up X dollars for a masters program to get a community.

    Hatrack River WorkshopThe Insecure Writer's Support GroupFirstly, don’t call me babe. Secondly, Facebook is a false community. So are all the thousands of other online communities that exist for writers, several of which I am a member and enjoy. The Insecure Writer’s Support Group is one. And since this is technically (although not completely) an IWSG post for the month of July, let me pause for a moment and plug that particular group. As far as online communities for writers go, it’s one of the best.  Thanks to this month’s hosts: Nicki Elson,Juneta Key,Tamara Narayan,andPatricia Lynne!The question for this month was: What are your ultimate writing goals, and how have they changed over time (if at all)? I’ll be partly answering that question later on in this post.

    NaNoWriMo and CampNaNoWriMo are two branches of another online resource. The Hatrack River Writer’s Workshop is yet another. They’re all great, but none of them is an actual community in so far as I’ve never met any of the other members in real life. The camaraderie and support I can garner from these groups is inherently limited.

    I cannot speak to other MFA in Creative Writing programs, and I cannot speak to other people’s experience in the MFA program from which I just graduated. I can only tell you that, for me, the price tag worth it. The education I received at Lesley was outstanding, but the friendships I made might be even more important to my long-term success.

    Contrary to the age-old cliché, writing is not a solitary process. Not if you want to be successful. A writer needs support from other folks, real folks they know in real life. People they can call, or have dinner with, or go to conferences with. People with whom they can stay up late talking about ridiculous things. That’s probably been true since the beginning, to be honest.

    I entered graduate school two years ago not knowing any other writers. Today, as I sit and write this overly wordy blog post, I am thinking of a long list of writers both new and established whom I can now call “friend.” A select and small group of them might be (if I’m exceedingly lucky) my friends for life. And, now that I’m no longer their student, I am going to try on the descriptor of “friend” when referencing the mentors with whom I worked–Tracey Baptiste, Mikki Knudsen, Susan Goodman, Chris Lynch, and Jason Reynolds. It feels audacious of me, but be bold, I say. They were/are amazing people, and I hope to stay in touch with them (professionally, even, if everything goes according to my evil plan, mwah-ah-ah-ah).

    A very well established and successful author who shall remain nameless told me just two nights ago that success in this industry (publishing) is as much about who you know as it is about what you know. That probably sounds very cynical, but I suspect it’s also true. Having navigated this program all the way through to the end, I am delighted to say that I am on stable ground on both fronts. My writing is better, and I know a lot more people. In knowing more people, I am significantly better positioned to achieve my ultimate goal as a writer, which is to support myself and my family by writing books. I have networking connections within the traditional publishing industry, and I have a community of people whom I know and like and trust. Folks who care about me and want to support me. Likewise, I care about them and want to support them.  That’s going to make the road to success far less jarring and  far more enjoyable.

    Graduation DayI did it. I graduated. I am a creative writing “master,” which is a little weird to write. The title “novice” would probably be more accurate. But, two days out from having received my handshake and diploma (not really, just a certificate. The diploma will arrive in the mail a month from now), I am feeling most grateful for the people I met and the relationships I forged. If anyone ever questions my choice to pay for a masters in creative writing, citing the fact that I could have learned “all that stuff” from craft books and YouTube, I will simply smile at them and give them a pacifying nod. I will never regret my choice to do this because if I hadn’t attended Lesley, I would probably never have met and become close friends with the people I did. And isn’t that what life is all about? The people we meet? The relationships we form? The communities we build? It is for me.

     

    How important are your friends for your long-term success in achieving your goals?

  • Rapid Fire Book Tag

    Rapid Fire Book Tag

    I saw this book tag on K.L.M. Moore’s site and thought it was pretty cool, so here goes:

     

    1. Ebook or physical books?

    Physical book.  I do own a Kindle paper white, and I have quite a few ebooks loaded onto it, but my brain does a much better job processing, synthesizing, and remembering information when I read from a physical book than a digital screen.

    2. Paperback or hardback?

    Day-to-day reading would be paperback.  However, if I love a book, like really love a book, I’ll seek out and purchase a hardcover edition.  For example, I own not one but three copies of the Hobbit and LOTR, and one of my sets is a gorgeous illustrated hardcover edition.  Same with Cressida Cowell’s How to Train Your Dragon series.  My children and I have all read that series multiple times over. 

    3. Online or in-store book shopping?

    There is something magical about a bookstore for me.  I get a little giddy when I enter one, so I prefer in-store shopping.  More specifically, I try to get my books through a small, local, independent bookseller.  

    4. Trilogies or series?

    Hmmm… this is a tough one.  I do love a good series, but not because it’s a series.  The characters must be awesome and the world has to be awesome.  I think I might actually prefer stand alone books the most.   

    5. Heroes or villains? Magneto

    Villains, all the way.  No question.  Antiheroes, too.  Not that a hero can’t be great. (I love you, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III).

    6. A book you want everyone to read?

    A Darker Shade of Magic by Victoria Schwab.  Just go read it.  You’ll understand why.

    A Darker Shade of Magic7. Recommend an underrated book?

    Wonderbook by Jeff VanderMeer.  One of the most amazing craft books I’ve encountered.  Even if your preferred genres aren’t fantasy or science fiction, this book is worth a look-see.Wonderbook

    8. The last book you finished?

    The Last Star by Rick YanceyThe Last Star by Rick Yancey.  This is a bit of a fib.  I’m aiming to finish it up tonight.  I’ve got about 30 pages left to go.

    9. The last book you bought?

     The Scar (Bas-Lag)How to Train Your Dragon - Book 11

    In print: The Scar (Bas-Lag) by China Miéville.  Audiobook: How to Train Your Dragon, Book 11 (David Tennant narrates these books.  Enough said.)

    10. Weirdest thing you’ve ever used as a bookmark?

    A parking ticket.

    11. Used books: yes or no?

    Gods, yes!  I live for the Salem book swap!!

    12. Three favourite genres?

    Young Adult (though I struggle with calling it a full-on genre), Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror.

    13. Borrow or buy?

    Both!  My house isn’t large enough to hold all the books I’d love to own.  I’m a true-blue bibliophile.  My dream home contains a library that would rival Alexandria’s.  But, given space constraints, I’m a regular patron of my local library.

    14. Characters or plot?

    Honestly, both.  I’ll admit that I enjoyed Dan Brown’s The Da Vinci Code despite the paper-thin characters.  I also liked Matthew Pearl’s The Dante Club.  That said, if I had to pick one over the other, it would be characters.  I fell in love with Stephen King’s work for his characters, not his plots.  I’ll stick with fascinating characters through a mediocre plot.  To stay with mediocre characters, the plot has to be highly entertaining, and that doesn’t happen all that often for me.

    15. Long or short books?

    Short.  I’m a very slow reader.

    16. Long or short chapters?

    I honestly don’t think I have a preference, as long as the chapter lengths are working for the story I’m reading.

    17. Name the first 3 books you think of.

    This question should have come earlier in this list.  I’ve biased my response by listing all those others above.  

    18. Books that made you laugh or cry?

    The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Bridge to Terabithia

    Bridge to Terabithia  was the first book that made me sob.  I cry every time Gandalf falls to the Balrog.  I laugh my way through The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy every time I read it.  

    19. Our world or fictional worlds?

    I’m not yet convinced there’s a difference.  Currently, however, fictional worlds.

    20. Audiobooks; yes or no?

    Is this even a question?  Yes!

    21. Do you ever judge a book by it’s cover?

    All the time.  Sorry.

    22. Book to movie or TV adaptations?

    With a few notable exceptions, please, no.

    23. Movie/TV show you preferred to its book? 

    *snorts derisively* Yeah, right.

    24. Series or stand-alones?

    Stand-alones, though that doesn’t mean I don’t read series, too.

     

    Well, now you know a bit more about me.  Your turn!

  • Morning Pages, Procrastination, and Creativity

    Morning Pages, Procrastination, and Creativity

    As part of my master’s program, I’m required to take an independent studies class each semester. It can’t be a course that is directly related to my primary area of study, which is writing for young people. Lesley University offers courses that run the gambit from travel writing to poetry to writing for stage and screen to memoir writing and more. They also offer a class that isn’t about writing, specifically. It’s about creativity, and the point is to help folks knock down mental barriers and find creative solutions.

    It’s called The Artist’s Way, and I picked it as my very first I.S. class to take. Am I ever glad that I did! To help you wrap your brain around what it is, let me quote Carrie Battan from her 2016 article in the New Yorker about the book (the class I took followed the book to the letter).

    “…the book is a program designed to help readers reject the devils of self-doubt on their shoulders and pursue creative activity not as a profession but as a form of therapy.”

    That’s as good a summary as any. Thank you, Ms. Battan.

    Part of the course, a big part, is engaging in daily journaling, what The Artist’s Way creator Julie Cameron refers to as the “Morning Pages.” The goal is to increase creativity by connecting with the dark places in our heads, facing them down and disarming them of their power.  While taking the class, I sat down each morning and wrote three pages of mental stream-of-consciousness stuff into a notebook. I chose to write in cursive because more and more scientific studies show that longhand writing, and cursive writing, in particular, is super good for the brain.

    Since taking the twelve-week course last July/August/September, I’ve continued to write my morning pages. My spouse joined me, too, since he’s a fine art photographer and generally creative individual. Together, we’ve worked morning journaling into our lives as a way to boost creativity and also control our general anxieties and stress levels.

    Last night, I couldn’t fall asleep because I was worried about this blog project. How much time is this project was going to eat up? Time is my most limited resource. I am stretched more thinly that I can actually see. Only when others point out to me all the stuff I have on my plate do I realize the madness of it all. Parent to two young ones, both of whom were involved in town-league sports this spring, high school teacher, member of a writing group, member of an environmental group, student in a master’s program…

    On top of all of that, I am a master of productive procrastination.

    When I get overwhelmed, my brain resists dealing with the work that NEEDS to get done by finding and focusing on non-essential work. Sometimes “non-essential work” looks like cleaning my kitchen, or getting caught up on laundry, or vacuuming and dusting the entire house, or re-organizing the bookshelf, or (and this was the thing that was keeping me from my Z’s last night) figuring out WordPress and putting together a personal blog.  It feels like a form of creativity, and I suppose that it is (in a way), but it’s not the primary form of creativity that I’m hoping to nurture.

    Did I just generate yet another thing to add to my already ridiculously over-packed plate? Did I unintentionally create a thing that makes me feel like I’m doing something that will help me achieve my goals as a creative writer, but that actually pushes me further away from those goals by siphoning off a little of my most limited resource?

    Ah-ha! Solution!

    Rather than add this blog project to the long list of things I’m already doing, maybe I can make an even exchange. I can use this as my morning pages, and that way, I won’t be adding anything, just continuing something that I’ve been doing in a slightly different form. Not every day. I can’t give up my long-form writing altogether. It makes my brain feel too good. But a few times a week, in the morning slot that I’ve already carved into my daily routine for journaling, instead of grabbing my fountain pen and my notebook, I’ll grab my laptop and generate my three pages of stream-of-conscious gobbledygook here. It’s worth a try at least.

    Do you find yourself crunched for time in your life? How do you make room for it all? Do you ever sabotage your goals by procrastinating? What does that look like for you, and how do you get yourself back on track?

  • Who am I and what’s this blog all about?

    Who am I and what’s this blog all about?

    Hello world!  Here is my very first post for this project.  Yes, I’m calling my blog a project.  Deal.

     

    Let’s start with the second question. What’s the point of this blog? Ugh, you may be thinking.  Yet another author’s blog, another blog about writing. Sort of, I guess. It’s definitely not an author’s blog, not yet anyway. Maybe that will become a part of it one day, if I am so lucky as to get something published. And this blog isn’t specifically about writing, though as a writer that is my primary lens.

     

    You won’t be finding a bunch of sanctimonious writing tips, or click-baity crap about “secrets to writing great [x]” or “ten mistakes that will get your book turned down” or anything else like that.  What the heck do I know about that stuff?  I’m in no position to be giving tips to anyone, about anything.  You might as well ask the pigeon to drive the bus.  Besides, there are a gazillion websites and blogs and author’s pages out there that already give you that stuff.  This is one I find particularly entertaining (though the language is definitely NOT kid friendly).

     

    This blog is about creativity, about being a creative person. The up’s, the down’s, the genuine difficulties of trying to be a creative individual living in a consumption-focused world.

     

    And, you should know that this blog is mostly for me. If that sounds selfish, too bad. It is selfish. Last summer, I started up a masters program at Lesley University in creative writing. My focus is on writing for young people, because I have kids and they are my target readers (now and in the future). I love them. They’re great. They drive me nuts.

     

    After sixteen years of teaching high school science and writing fictional stories in my spare time as a hobby that I loved very much, I decided to jump the shark in my life and try to pursue creative writing more intentionally. I’m a novice writer, just like every writer is at the outset of their* writing career.

     

    I’m jammed full of ambition and excitement and enthusiasm and ideas and nerves and anxieties and doubts and frustrations; I’m a hot mess.  It’s great. It’s terrible.  I’m sure it’s a familiar state of existence for anyone bold enough to live a creative life.

     

    This is some scary stuff I’m trying to do right now–switch things up, climb out of my rut, do something new and different. Most of my family, friends, and colleagues don’t get it. Not really.  Sure they smile to my face and nod politely. Some of them even refrain from asking backhandedly (or openly) discouraging questions. But I’m doing this anyway, and I thought it would be nifty to document this phase of my life via a blog that others might potentially stumble upon as they peruse the vast digital spaces of the internet.

     

    Like I said, it’s tough trying to be a creative person. It can be intensely frustrating and difficult. Creativity is, on the whole, undervalued by pretty much everyone. But I identify myself as a creative person. My husband is a creative person, too. We support each other. That’s what creative people have to do. We have to support each other. So, maybe by putting my own experiences and thoughts and mental musings here, I can in some way offer support and affirmation and encouragement to other creative-minded individuals. You don’t have to be a writer. You could be a painter, a sculptor, a photographer, and woodworker, a glass blower, a potter, an oral storyteller, a teacher, a librarian, a musician, a composer. You name it; the list goes on. If you value art and the act of creation, I applaud you. Keep creating. We need you.

     

    Now, as for that first question. Who am I? Well, you’ll have to read my blog posts to figure that out. Heck, I’m still not sure of the answer myself. For now, let’s just say that I’m a work in progress, a WIP if you will, and leave it at that.