Nanowrimo aka National Novel Writing Month aka nano is about to start. It’s an internet challenge thousands of hopeful writers take part in every November when they set out to write 50,000 words in 30 days. If you’d told me ten years ago that I could write a novel in a month I would have laughed. But writing a novel this way isn’t as crazy as it sounds*. Not only is it possible it’s a great way of getting words on the page.
Image Courtesy Of National Novel Writing Month
Here are 9 reasons why:
Discipline. Words don’t write themselves and despite our good intentions we don’t always write daily. The nano target is 50,000 words, starting November 1 and typing the last word on November 30. That’s around 1700 words per day. It means you have to sit your butt down and write every day. It forces you into a writing routine. And that’s good for your writing.
Speed. Writing fast helps block your inner critic. Unless you’re uber-talented you won’t write an award winning novel in the first draft and doing Nano forces you to let go of the illusion that you will. Some of the sentences you write will be gold, some will be crap. But that’s okay because this is a first draft and will be revised later.
Flow.There’s something about writing fast that gets you into a flow. It’s like running, swimming, anything that gets you out of your head and into ‘the zone’. And being in a flow helps you find your writing voice. You don’t have time to stop and start trying to work out if your sentences are perfect (see above). And yet writing fast helps you tap into your creativity so later on when you finish and read over what you’ve written you’ll be amazed at some of the sentences you did come up with.
Process.Writing is a process. Starting with a first draft. Then a first revision, second revision, third … and so on until it’s as good as it’s going to get. The 50,000 words you write for Nanowrimo will be a very basic first draft, the bones of your story. You can put the muscle and flesh on later but at least you’ll have the skeleton. And it will only take you thirty days.
Story.Sitting down to write every day with the aim of getting to the end fast forces you to come up with a plot. You might not start with one but you’ll have one at the end. Even if you start with a only vague idea asking yourself ‘what happens next’ will allow you to plot your story as you write. When you’re stuck a good mantra is ‘make things worse’. It’s sure to put your characters into some tricky situations and give you something to bounce off next time you sit down to write.
Camaraderie. Like I said, thousands of writers participate in the nano challenge every year. You can log on and link up with writing buddies old and new, follow each other’s progress, inspire each other and help each other out if things aren’t going to plan. Nano might be web-based but most writing centers have write-ins during November and members can meet up to do writing sprints together and treat themselves to a well earned chat and coffee (or alternative beverage) afterwards. Writing can be a lonely pursuit so having a bunch of writing buddies to share the trials and tribulations makes a nice change.
Cool tools.The lovely organisers of Nano have come up with a bunch of helpful things to help you track your writing journey. You can upload a cover of your book created by your good self. This is a great way of visualizing the finished product. There’s the daily word count tally where you can watch the numbers increase, and my personal favourite the graph that shows you how far above – or below – the daily word count you are. Being way over certainly makes you feel good about yourself but it’s when you fall behind that the graph really kicks your butt.
Help. Similar but not the same as point 6. Not only will you get help from your writing buddies but there’s plenty of assistance available in the form of regular email from the nano team, the No Plot, No Problem guide written by Nano founder Chris Baty, and there’s plenty of help out there in internet-land in the form of blog posts written by nano winners. If you get stuck, ask google for help and you will receive. You are not alone.
9. Words on the page.If the worst happens and you have to abandon ship for whatever reason at least you have words on the page. A few thousand, 25,000 maybe even 36,000. You have something you can work with later. This has happened to me a few times but each time I’ve gone back when life has calmed down and finished the book. It’s frustrating but some words are better than no words
10. Crossing the finish line. Okay, this is number 10, I know. But I couldn’t end without telling you freakin good you are going to feel about yourself if you do get to type the end after those 50,000 words have flown from your fingers. You set out to do something and you did it! And you now have a novel to work on once all the Christmas decorations are put away until next year. You made it to the end, you crossed the line. You wrote a book and didn’t just talk about it, or think about it. And that’s something to be proud of.
*My first published novel Blackwattle Lake was a 2009 Nano novel. Essie’s Way my second published book also began life as a nano novel. You can find out more my books on my author website.
We’d love to hear about your Nano experiences, past and present. Drop us a line over on our Facebook page or leave us something in the comments. And if you are doing Nano this year let us know how it goes.
In Episode 1 of the Writes4Women podcast we talked about the first steps to creating your author platform, what an author platform is and when you need to realistically start thinking about it.
If you are a total newbie, like myself, then this stuff can get confusing and overwhelming…especially when you are trying to learn how to write a book or create something new!
So what does it all mean? What do you really need? And when?
An author platform is basically your online and social media presence. It is the way you extend your writing brand, let people know who you are and what you are up to and is the best tool for building and growing a readership or audience. It is pretty much expected by most publishers nowadays that anyone submitting a manuscript, will have some kind of author platform to support it.
The info on what you need and when you need to do varies dramatically. Some say start as soon as you start to write and others say wait until you have a manuscript, some say do everything at once and others say stagger it. Like with everything there are no absolutes and it will all depend on your personal circumstances…time, money, resources, babysitting and good old fashioned know how.
Most of us are poor on all of those fronts, to some extent which is why Pam’s advice of keeping it simple and growing over time works perfectly for me and if you are at the beginning of your journey, writing your first novel, then it might be perfect for you too.
Pam’s Basic Tips for Newbies:
WHEN – The best time to start is when you have finished your first draft.
WHAT – You don’t need much to start. A simple blog or website will do. A space to let people know who you are and what you are doing. This does NOT need to be wizzbang stupendous. Simple, clean and manageable is what you are looking for to begin with. Something you can use as a foundation to build everything else around over time. Social Media will come later, once you actually have a manuscript ready to shop around. Dreaming big is great but it’s just as important to be realistic about what you can do on a daily basis. First GET THAT BOOK FINISHED! (and don’t start a Podcast midway through!)
HOW (or more to the point…How Much?) – How long is a piece of string? You can start with a basic blog or website for free AND do it yourself or you can spends thousands getting a pro to do it. The choices are purely up to your personal circumstances. Long gone are the days where you had to learn a foreign language called HTML or be a coding wizard to build a website. Now it’s as simple as creating a Word or Powerpoint presentation and how complex you want to go is purely up to you. Here are your 4 basic options:
Free and fast – You could go right now to Word Press for example and create a blog for free. Simple as that.
Paid and simple – You could sign up to a website builder like Squarespace or Weebly or even buy a package of website templates.
Hosting Services – You will find a lot of domain hosting sites like GoDaddy and CrazyDomains provide website packages you can roll into your monthly hosting cost.
Bidding Sites – Finally there are also websites like Freelancer.com where you post your job details to the site and people pitch/bid for your business, which can create a competitive price environment and lots of options.
Now are NOT recommending any particular site or provider here, we are just trying to present the options in an unbiased way. We recommend conducting independent research on each to find what and who is right for you.
WHAT YOU NEED TO KNOW BUT NO-ONE TELLS YOU:
Usually we find this is where most posts will leave it BUT as we discovered setting up the website for this podcast there are a few other things you need to be aware of along the way. Such as (this is only for a website – need not apply to just a blog):
You need a domain – It is ridiculous how many places you can purchase domains and hosting from. A quick google search will bring up pages of them. Just like insurance, it’s always a good idea to search comparisons and consumer reviews before picking the best one for you. Depending on the name and how many domains you want to secure, it could cost anywhere from $12 to $200. We got ours for around $40.
Register a Business – A “.com” domains is free BUT a “.com.au” Australian domain requires a Australian Business Number to purchase. So if you want to secure the aussie domain you will need to register a business. Which will also require a business name and structure (sole trader, partnership etc). The name doesn’t have to be the same as your website or blog either. Consider what you might run through the business number in future and pick a name based on that. Always think long term and plan for future growth if you can. All of this will cost around $150 and you can sort it out at The Australian Business Registry. Go to ABN Look Up to search your name.
To buy a domain you first need a name – and you need to think ahead when picking this one because you will eventually want that name available across multiple platforms, even if you aren’t using them right away. Namecheck.com is a good one but there are many out there so have a look for yourself. You may want to check the Gmail address availability too.
Decide on a Web Host – To have a website you will need a host. For this you will pay a monthly fee starting at around $10/mth depending on what you need. With hosting you can upgrade so don’t go for the biggest package if you don’t need it. Start small and build on an as needs basis. There are so many web hosts out there it can make you dizzy. So as before we recommend doing research, finding comparisons and reading user reviews.
Then it’s just a matter of picking a package or hiring a freelancer to create the site and go from there. In terms of actually putting content on that site once it;s up and running … well that’s a whole other episode but we can recommend the Australian Writer’s Centre Blogging for Beginners Course with Valerie Khoo (co-host of the “So You Want To Be A Writer” podcast’) It is online, it is inexpensive, it gives you access for multiple uses over a year with ongoing resources through the AWC, it’s simple and it will give you everything you need to know to get started.
Watch out for the next episode of the Writes4Women podcast, where we flip the script and focus on the professionals and how to extend your brand as an established author. Don’t forget to subscribe in iTunes and if you like the show please gives us a rating or review in iTunes because it helps other people find us too.
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A Cautionary Tale of Sexual Harassment In The Australian Film Industry
By Kel Butler
It’s a moment I will never forget. Sitting in the back of a taxi with a work colleague, late at night after yet another function, lubricated with way too much liquor and thick with suggestive lewdity. A normal midweeker for someone working in the film and television industry in Australia in the 2000’s. I had been particularly chuffed about my invite to this event because some major players were involved and I thought it was a reflection of my talent and ability, that I had been given a seat at the table.
The gender balance at this event, as at most, was fairly imbalanced. I was one of a handful of ambitious (yes I was ambitious!) women in lower level positions mixing with men more powerful than me. Men who could literally make or break my career overnight. The night was pretty run of the mill really, littered with arse grabs and sexual innuendo that just got more overt as the alcohol flowed. It was always worse at the end of the night when everyone usually ended up at a dingy karaoke bar or some club in the city.
In the dark, silenced by pumping music and vulnerable from alcohol, the boundaries didn’t seem to exist anymore. It was like being caught in a thick fog of hands and sexual suggestion, the boys falling in line behind the men, taking their spot in the queue, hierarchy forming based on the perceived sexual attractiveness of the women in the room. The most attractive women being the target and prize for the most powerful men and so on.
Not that any of us knew this of course. It didn’t matter what the women wanted or whether we were even interested or available most of the time. This is the insidious language of misogyny and entitlement that the entertainment industry was built upon. This is the way it has always been. Where else did the concept of the “casting couch” come from? And who can forget the grand studios of the golden age of hollywood, plying their female stars with drugs to keep them thin and controlled.
Ashamedly for me, it was just easier to roll along with it and appease, than confront it head on. Having an undiagnosed anxiety disorder didn’t help either. So that’s exactly what I did and what many of us are still doing today. It’s just easier to put up with it, don’t say too much, act like “one of the guys”, take “the joke”, be “chill” about it because it’s all “in good fun”…even when it really isn’t.
This is not new. All of my feminist heroes have addressed it in their own books. Clementine Ford, Tracey Spicer, Caitlin Moran, Gloria Steinem and so on but it is STILL happening and it is STILL how most of us react when faced with sexual harassment in the workplace. Serving to perpetuate the problem because when it happens on such a consistent basis, when it is the rule rather than the exception, then we normalise it because it IS normal. It feels more normal than NOT being harassed but it shouldn’t and herein lies the crux of the problem. In the entertainment industry being sexual harassesed is about as common as rain and we women have all learnt to carry umbrellas to protect ourselves from it instead of the industry itself, stopping the rain from falling in the first place.
So back to the taxi…one had been hailed after the wind had finally fallen from my bosses’ sails at about 3am. One of the big wigs hopped in a cab with me even though their house was nowhere near mine. I only learnt that…in the cab. Not the first flag I had chosen to ignore that night. He was a person I respected and admired. One of the most powerful influencers in the film and television industry at the time and someone I desperately wanted to impress. With my brain.
He had been making advances all night. I had been either pretending to ignore them or flirting in that way that implies you may or may not be interested. I’m not proud of it but for the first 10 years of my career I played that game. The game of ambiguous availability. You know what I’m talking about. The game where you aren’t really into someone but you give just enough extra attention to make it ambiguous. The point being the men always think they have a chance with the girl and in return the girl might be considered for a seat at the table or a voice in the room. We play for the crumb of acceptance because that crumb is the only way forward sometimes. We fool ourselves into thinking it’s really about our skills, when we know damn well it’s only because the guy thinks he might get into our pants. We’re playing the long game, looking forward to a time when we won’t have to play anymore because we will have earnt the right to be respected…even if we no longer respect ourselves as a result.
It is fucked up and it is wrong and it is borne out of years of conditioning that tells women that unless we are sexually desirable to a man we are pretty much worthless. Well that’s how it was for me anyway and honestly, most of the time, I didn’t even know I was doing it. That is not a line. It is a humiliating truth. One that this Harvey Weinstein scandal has ripped from the recesses of my subconscious and shoved right in my face.
I look back on myself now and want to gag at my fear, my compliance and my weakness. I want to shake myself by the shoulders and scream at me to wake up. To speak up. That my worth went beyond a triangle between my legs and some mounds protruding from my chest. The woman I understood myself to be was such a stark contrast to the person I actually was in that cab that night, sitting uncomfortably but smiling congenially at the old guy ogling me like a delicious meal, his eyes wet with the expectation of an agreement I had no part in making.
The cab pulls into the curb. I put my hand on the door handle, pause, turn, smile…always gotta smile “Well, this is me.” throw in a drunken giggle, a flick of the hair “Have a good night. I’ll see you in…” then the inevitable happens. His pissy face looms large, his lips marinated in expensive grog, land sloppily on mine and smash about my face. “What are you doing! Get your greasy paws away from me you slimy fuck!” is what my mind screams until it is silenced by the much louder voice of “Remember who he is. Just get out without offending him.” A hand snakes it’s way creepily around my thigh. I hear my mental fury come out as a flirtatious giggle and want to punch myself in the face as much as I want to skewer his testicles to the seat.
I don’t even remember what I did to disentangle myself from the situation but I remember standing on the footpath, waving and smiling like a moron at the man who had just treated me like a blow up doll. Every meeting, interaction, anything I was to have with that man since – and there were many due to work – was laced with an undertone of some unspoken relationship that was supposedly happening between us. I did the cowardly thing and walked the fine line, careful not to lean too far in either direction. Colleagues or “friends”. Ambiguously available even though I had 0 interest in anything outside of the professional.
Why? Because of who he was that’s why. The same reason sooooo many of us have walked this same line time and again. Because I was scared of what might happen if I rejected a man with that much power. Because I was ambitious and I wanted to succeed. Because in the blink of an eye this man could make years of hard work meaningless and we both knew it. BUT also because I had been taught from childhood that, as a girl, my intrinsic value to the people who ran this society, who made the decisions, was sexual. Not from my parents, I learnt quite the opposite from them but from a society that sexualised girls and therefore me and placed more value on what gratification I could provide men, than anything else I could offer.
The erosion of my self esteem started very young, as it does with most girls; with the trusted teachers who were sexually inappropriate to me in high school, through the 30 year old man in my drama group who put his hands down my 14 year old skirt, via the barrage of media and advertising messages that tell us our job is to please men and then instruct us on how to do it. It was that time the taxi driver started groaning and rubbing himself next to me when he was meant to be taking me home and every time my boyfriends made me feel less than because I didn’t want to quench their sexual desire at any given moment. It was the colours people assigned to me, the toys and then the vocations. It was the silent guiding of girls in one direction and boys in another. It was teaching boys the language of sexual violence and entitlement through objectification and then teaching me how to protect myself from them. It was watching generations of women still subservient to men and having those images reinforced in most of the television and movies I saw for the first 20 years of my life. It was all of these things and so much more, all the way up to my first significant, much older boyfriend who systematically abused me for 2 years. Successfully eroding what was left of any self respect and value I had left.
So when the time came for me to stand up to the powerful man in the taxi, slobbering on me or that colleague at the next desk making another inappropriate porn reference (when I was PREGNANT no less!) I had nothing. I had not a scrap of self worth left to fight back with. And I am ashamed to say that every single time I did the same thing. Swallowed my extreme discomfort, went along with it, laughed like everyone else and just squeezed my mental eye tight until it all went away. The problem is it doesn’t go away. The more we ignore it, the more we play along and the tighter we shut our mouths, the bigger and more putrid the beast becomes…and the further men think they can go.
The reason I remember that night in the taxi so vividly, the reason it still makes my anxiety peak to this day, was not because it was unique on any level. It wasn’t. It was because I found out, to my utter humiliation, months later, that my boss had offered me up as a prize to this executive and that was the whole reason I had been invited to the soire in the first place. Not because I had earnt my seat at the table but because a powerful colleague and buddy of my boss had found me fuckable! And my boss, being the great guy that he was, thought nothing of pimping me out to ingratiate himself and clock up another favour.
I have never quite recovered from that discovery. There is something so debasing about it, so lacking in any dignity or respect that the foul taste of reddening disgrace sticks in the back of your throat forever. And I don’t want another woman to ever have to taste it. Which is why I am writing this, driven by the silence that was so deafening, when the news of Harvey Weinstein’s 30 year run of sexually harassing women, broke last week. For days it was crickets. The biggest news story to hit the entertainment industry since Cosby and no one wanted to discuss it because of what it might mean for them. And perhaps because of how many are guilty of complicity through silence all of these years.
Silence is not the answer it is the disease. We know this. The only way things will change is if people start having the real conversations about what it is like to be a woman in the entertainment industry. It’s the only way to remove the crippling shame attached to the way women have been forced to survive, in an industry that treats them like cattle. Shame is the best friend to silence and it will eat you alive from the inside out. It would’ve devoured me whole if it weren’t for those feminists I mentioned earlier. Their words, their honesty, their openness, their courage, their truth and their wisdom saved me. They helped me understand that I was not alone and gave me the insight to forgive myself. And that is what I want to do for others. By providing a peek into my experience and the very flawed, human way I reacted, I hope to prevent other women from silently sucking it up and suffering the same.
From one woman of entertainment to another, if you read this and recognise yourself in my words please don’t add to the total destruction of your self esteem by hating on yourself and being ashamed. There is no need. You are not alone and YOU have done nothing wrong.
To the people who read this and this is happening to them right now. PLEASE SAY SOMETHING TO SOMEONE! Seriously the minute you finish reading this turn to the nearest person you trust and say “I’m getting sexually harassed at work and I need help”. If you are unsure then go to Reach Out or click here for further resources on sexual harassment. But take it from me, if you think you are getting harassed, if you have that horrible feeling in the pit of your gut, then you probably are. Don’t swallow it and don’t look the other way. Be the voice. Break the cycle of silence. For yourself and for every other woman out there.
And finally, for the young women going into the entertainment industry now or in the future. Be the force. Be bold. Don’t let this happen to you. Go in with your eyes wide open and learn from our mistakes. Read the women who have already paved the way through the patriarchal sesspool of entertainment (of life) and found their voice. Use them to buoy you while you find your own. Don’t be afraid to have personal boundaries and even more so, don’t be afraid to demand they be respected. Observe your thoughts, behaviours, attitudes, reactions and audit them to see how much is driven by unconscious bias and how much is conscious choice. Be selective about the language you use when it comes to women and be a champion of them, instead of falling victim to stereotypical tropes (they are sneaky and they are everywhere and they have been created by men). Most importantly know your self worth in any and every situation and do not be afraid to stand up for it.
Being a woman is not a disadvantage it is a wonderful priviledge and we have the right to not only be respected but to respect ourselves. It’s high time EVERYBODY understood that!
This month on Recognising Room to Read we are recognising Kaison, a graduate of the Girl’s Program from Laos.
Due to high levels of poverty and cultural barriers, the majority of girl’s in Laos are denied an education. Instead they are expected to help around the home, raise the family or work. Kaison was one of these girls until she was selected by Room to Read to be a part of their Girl’s Education Program. 4 years later she not only graduated but excelled, as the Room to Read website proudly states…
“Like 45% of people in Laos, Kaison is from a minority ethnic group. This means she did not grow up speaking Lao, the only language spoken in school. Despite experiencing extreme poverty and struggling to understand her teacher, she thrived as an eager, top student in Room to Read’s Girls’ Education Program. She not only passed her high school completion exam, but also earned the second highest score out of 1,275 students.”
Kaison has earnt herself a scholarship from the Los government to continue her education and is determined to help other girls do the same. Watch Kaison tell her full storyhere.
Coming from a country where it is a given my children will have access to education as of age 5, regardless of gender, it is hard to imagine the circumstances millions of children are facing in low income countries right now. Especially girls just like Kaison, who are not only subject to the impact of extreme poverty but in many countries, face the added challenge of living in patriarchal societies where a woman’s value is seen as being purely reproductive.
Of the 124 million children out of school around the globe, 52% are girls and of the girls who do get the chance at an education an alarmingly high number of them drop out well before completing secondary school, especially when compared to their male counterparts.
Which is why the Room to Read Girl’s Education Program is essential to the building of a better world because “when a girl stays in school, life improves…for everyone”. Meaning that a girl doesn’t just educate herself, a girl will go on to educate the other members of her immediate family as well as her own children and grandchildren. Which not only increases the literacy rate but slowly changes attitudes to girl’s education as a whole.
Here is a snapshot of the very real impact Room to Read is having on disadvantaged girl’s around the world.
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Welcome to the 2nd part of our new podcast format. On the Convo Couch is where we chat to a woman from some facet of the writing world. Feminist or not they are always interesting, inspiring and full of useful information for women and writers everywhere.
In episode 3 we chat with author, journalist, podcaster and proud feminist, Mia Freedman. Mia is the founder of the largest media network in the world for women today, Mamamia a blog and website that was created out of a need to “make it work” after the bottom fell out of her supposed “dream job” as a TV Executive.
Mia’s long career in magazines began with a teenage obsession with Dolly, Cleo and ‘all things Lisa Wilkinson’ and evolved into her becoming the youngest ever editor of Cosmo at only age 24. She decided she wanted to create the conversation AND be a part of it. So in her pyjamas, with a small child, she taught herself HTML and built a blog, in the days when blogs weren’t really a thing.
That humble blog is now a multi-faceted website and podcast network boasting 19 podcasts and millions of pageviews per month. Mia is also the author of 5 books, including her recently released tome of cautionary wisdom “Work, Strife, Balance” and a mum to 3 kids. Mia is truly a force for female voices and an advocate for women. She is also my personal inspiration for starting a podcast in the first place.
It was through Mamamia’s podcasts like “Outloud”, “This Glorious Mess”, “The Well” and “No Filter” that I got into podcasts. I fell into them via a link from a post Mia had written and was lost down the podcasting hole forever. As Miles Martignoni told us in the podcasting course “Podcasts are the space between a book and a movie or tv show. It’s more sensory than a book but gives more space for imagination than a tv show.” And that is exactly what I fell in love with.
So obviously when we came up with the Writes4Women Podcast one of the first people we wanted to interview was Mia Freedman…but the question was how to capture the time and attention of one of the busiest, most in demand women in Australia? The answer…A cup of tea.
Anyone who has read or listened to Mia Freedman will know one of her life obsessions is tea. So we thought it would be nice to invite her for a cup of “cyber” tea on the “cyber” couch. And here is what we came up with…
I know, I know, it looks kinda like a primary school craft project but what can I say? It worked! After accosting her at a book launch, Mia graciously agreed and we are very happy to be able to bring you her impassioned, thoughtful and interesting interview. Check out the link on our home page or listen to the ep in iTunes.
But the fun didn’t end there. AFTER the interview we were gifted the unique opportunity to watch Mia and the team record an episode of their weekly podcast “Outloud” at the Mamamia offices in Surry Hills. We talk about this experience and how helpful it was in the podcast. Here are some pics of the day.
Note how peaceful, green and open the office space is. The entire space is designed to breed creativity. We were surprised by how quiet it is. Given the number of people working in such a large open space, there was barely a sound to be heard.
Pam’s daughter was tres impressed…good one Georgia!
Mia talks about the importance of core values in the interview. Mamamia’s are plastered like bursts of inspirations across the office walls.
I was fascinated to see what equipment and software they were using. One of the most valuable things about the whole experience was hearing them discuss their prep and scripting.
Holly was lovely enough to give us a signed copy of her new book The Mummy Bloggers to give away in this month’s competition so keep your eyes peeled to our facebook page. We also have a copy of Mia’s latest release, Work Strife Balance to give away.
To be in the draw to win the Mia-Holly Book Package, share any of our Facebook posts and/or write a review of our podcast on our iTunes page . And be sure to let us know – not all the shares automatically comer up on our fb feed,
Thanks for reading – and we hope you enjoy our interview with Mia.