First Contact, Part 1

The Christmas tree is going down (a bit late, admittedly, but we hang on to Christmas like it'll make us rich) and snow is falling, but spirits are rising. And not the half-hearted rising current temperatures are doing, either. This is full-blown enthusiasm. Astatic excitement as a result of unexpected success.

I've conquered my fears, and I'd like to share this personal victory with everyone out there who aspires to write, act, direct, or anything else that requires an artist to approach other people. You see, my skills haven't taken a giant leap forward in recent months and I haven't stumbled upon a new character or setting that completely changed how I saw my creative limitations. I haven't even gotten anything published recently. What I have done is learn how to connect with others in a productive manner.

Sounds easy, I know. But recent conversations with nearly a dozen of my friends and fellow writers have reminded me of where I used to be. Perhaps, with this post, I can address what makes many of us in the creative field of work hesitant to make First Contact with agents, producers, directors, and managers.

Step One is identifying your strengths and weaknesses. My friends and family know, I'm definitely the outgoing sort. I even have the ability to adapt to my surroundings and survive at least a few hours with just about any social group. I could sit in a bean bag chair at a local library and quietly discuss a new fiction novelist for hours or I could toss shots of Jack Daniels at a bar while shooting pool and drinking pitchers of Yuengling. Point is, I am easygoing and relaxed enough to get along with most people. Even so, approaching someone with my literary work scared the bratwurst out of me.

It was ponderous; Here I am, a guy who has always has something to say, and when I'd open an e-mail to send something to an agent, I'd lose my words. Calling a production company on the phone usually resulted in me hanging up the moment they picked up. Call me gutless, and I'd agree with you. What was the deal?  Despite having social aptitudes, talking with people about my work was a serious weakness. Eventually, I sat down and wrote about my shortcomings, and what I came up with startled this social butterfly.

I was insecure. Not about my material, which I felt was great, but insecure about myself. I had no network and no one to open any doors for me to this big, "evil" industry that requires you to know people. I was also misinformed that I needed someone else to do some of these things for me. Ultimately, I had nothing to say to working professionals because I had no identity to sell.

Is this the same problem you have? If so, the answer is alarmingly simple. If not, then read on anyway because I have more to say to those of you who have the confidence in yourself and your "brand".

Okay, for those of you who aren't secure in your "identity" as a performer, artist, or writer, this paragraph is for you. While you are probably expecting me to say, "Climb that hill trooper! Overcome your weaknesses!", or some other clever variation, you would be wrong. Bludgeoning your way into the future by writing more or working harder is not going to help you. If you are in this category along with me, then you've created great characters that you've received excellent feedback on, you are confident in your stories, and you feel like you have plenty to say. If you can check those three boxes, then it is time for you to look at yourself.

A hard, long look. You need two things to gain the confidence you'll need, and you've done both already at least several times. Just like you did for your best character, you need to give yourself a Voice and an Identity.

This blog you are reading is my Voice. It is written not as I talk in person, not as an anonymous commentator, but as a blend of genuine feelings and carefully considered word choices. The resulting Voice is me, but with a bit of oomph. A sliver here and a morsel there of what you can expect to see in the works I do. Whether or not you like my Voice is moot, because it is mine, and it is consistent.

That consistency is what builds your Identity. Let's pull an example in here, such as Samuel Clemens. Eventually, he created such a strong Identity by consistently re-imagining the ideas and words of others (his Voice) that he ended up becoming that identity as Mark Twain. Obviously, we aren't all aiming to rename ourselves and travel the world to deliver scintillating social commentary, but we can learn from Mr. Clemens. The more you read the words of any author or see the movies of any director, the more you think to yourself one of two things: Either you "love" their Identity, or you "hate" it. Regardless, you know what to expect.

Which brings us to the question you should be asking yourself right now. How can anyone know what to expect when my voice is inconsistent?

I cannot inform you completely on how to craft your Voice or where to put it on display. That is up to you. I got my first legitimate writing gig by talking about my work with a complete stranger I met while playing Dragons of Atlantis on Facebook. I sold myself to someone who needed a writer simply by surrounding myself with people (via video game, but the principle is what counts) and having an Identity. Once you have that, no one can hype you up like you can. Tell everyone you meet that you are a writer (or musician, artist, etc) and do it in a consistent manner. The implication here is that you need to interact with people. Online or in person, it doesn't matter. You simply need to let people know.

That is the easy part. The hard part is fabricating those encounters in an environment that is not as 'loose' as say, a multiplayer game online or a bookstore. I'm talking about querying agents. This is the part that requires the most work, but really, it is pretty simple once the aforementioned concepts are in place. You just need to do a bit of research and see how to format a query and what sorts of information to put into it. After that, agents are easy to find. After all, they need you in order to make money.

Here is where the previous two paragraph unify: If you don't have an Identity, then you stand little chance of scoring an agent via the query process. Why? Because they are looking to make money on your second and third book, not your first. If you've got a TV pilot, having that first script be excellent is only part of it, they have to know you are a writer with a lot to say and that you will be good for many episodes. Debut novels and first time TV pilots don't rake in the cash as per the norm and they won't bet that yours will.

Lastly, the best way to know that you've successfully found your voice is by never being at a loss of what to say. You will always have something to comment on and always have something to write. You will know what to paint and which roles to chase after. Which songs to sing or to compose. Even better, you will be able to make yourself smile because you have added something to the world that wasn't there previously. THAT is a good thing, no matter if you sell it or not.

For those of you who already have their voice and identity ironed (if you do not agree with the previous paragraph, then you don't) out but are still fearful of Taking The Next Step, you have a different problem. In your case, you are suffering from insecurity toward your creative works. And you may not even know it.

Regardless which of the two types of insecurities I've mentioned belong to you, you need to be able to tell a prospective agent, producer, or other working professional that you are the best for the job you are seeking. When I wrote comedy scripts for an acting troupe, I told them that I could write the best comedy scripts for what they were trying to do and then I delivered. I wouldn't have had a job if I hadn't advertised myself as the best. Thus, if you have a strong voice, and you cannot convince others you are the best at what you are doing, then you need to take a step back and examine your skillset or your relevancy. If it is the former, then you have to improve by reading more, researching proper ways to write, and expanding your vocabulary (for a writer) or doing what is necessary to increase your skill level at whatever it is you are trying to do.

Harsh words? Maybe. But only through being honest with yourself will you succeed. Even if you are talented and intelligent however, it doesn't make your work relevant. For that acting troupe, I didn't just suddenly know how to write comedic scripts for a Murder Mystery Dinner Theater, I put in the work to learn how to provide the right script for my client. The greatest script in the world would have meant nothing to them if it didn't provide the service they were looking for. Further evidence toward these concepts was shown when my good friend Janece joined in on the fun of writing these scripts. She had a voice, sure, but that was only part of why they loved her work. She learned how to provide what they were looking for. The point between some of these lines is this, neither Janece nor myself sacrificed our identity or our "craft" to write what we did. But we were able to apply that identity to something we could sell.

Relevancy is King, so ask yourself, is my work relevant? If it is not relevant yet (IE, no one cares that you are writing it) then it is time to work on something that is relevant. The reality of the industry is, you can self-publish and make more money that most agents and publishers can get you initially, but if you can't even sell yourself to someone who stands to make money by making you a client then you can't expect anyone to want to read your self-published eBook. (It should be noted that I am not bashing either method of getting yourself published. If you can publish an eBook that you know is relevant and well-written, then go for it yourself. It has definitely become a legitimate means of getting yourself out there and paid for your efforts.)

Eventually, there is a change in a writer, actor, or other working professional's life when everything he or she does becomes relevant simply because their name is attached to it. THAT is when you can start "teaching" rather than "Entertaining" with your craft. Just like Heinlein made himself relevant by appealing to teenage boys with his early books, your time will come.

My time will come too. No reason to be impatient about it.

~M. A. Weeden

(Next entry, I'll talk about Agents some more. I've located some pretty nifty ways of finding the ones who are looking for talent)

Keeping Warm Memories Instead of Warm Feet [Christmas 2013 Photos + Update]

Here we are, the last day of the first week of January and already we want 2013 back. Am I right? No? Okay, you are right, there are certainly a number of things to look forward to in the coming year once we get past this miserable cold.

Angie and I will be celebrating 6 years of marriage on the 27th, which is something we are incredibly proud of. Her most of all, no doubt, as that is more time than anyone should have to put up with me. I am unsure how she has managed it but remain grateful that she has. I'm still as crazy about her now as I always have been. Even now I get goose bumps like a gorram [that's right, snuck that in there for my fellow Browncoats] teenager when she gives me The Look. Perhaps Rex Harrison sung it best in My Fair Lady:

 

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn!
I've grown accustomed to her face.
She almost makes the day begin.
I've grown accustomed to the tune that
She whistles night and noon.
Her smiles, her frowns,
Her ups, her downs
Are second nature to me now;
Like breathing out and breathing in.
I was serenely independent and content before we met;
Surely I could always be that way again-
And yet
I've grown accustomed to her look;
Accustomed to her voice;
Accustomed to her face."

 

 

Granted, he was singing about a character played by Audrey Hepburn. I think anyone could get accustomed to that face in short order. A true classic beauty, much like my Angie. She is pictured below (second from the left) in an image that I think - thanks to her fellow image mates - shows where she gets her fantastic looks. As an added bonus, if you look to the far left you can clearly see who she has given them to in turn. To the far right of this generational photo is Nana, who left the warmth of Florida at a young and healthy 88 years of age to brave the harsh cold of northeast Missouri to help make our Christmas unforgettable.

 

 

 

Thanks to everyone who helped making our first Christmas as hosts to both sides of the family a massive success and wondrous day. The following are several images that more or less illustrate how special our day was.

 

 

 

Rick Schonert (my father-in-law) as Santa Claus (above) who conspired with not two, not three but FOUR Grandmas (pictured below; Bottom left is Nana, Bottom right is Gigi [short for Great Grandma], Top left is Grandma Laura, Top right is Omi) to make Christmas remarkably special for everyone and ensure our tree looked small in comparison to their kindness.

 



The rest should be self explanatory. If you were here for Christmas, then these will be a journey down memory lane and a reminder of the good day we all had together. If you were not with us for Christmas (and if you are one of my followers or friends from online) then I hope you are able to get a good sense of what comes first in my life and in the lives of my family members as well.

 

 

 

 

 

And, lastly, every Christmas needs a Preacher and a Grinch. These roles were filled by two qualified and professional men. The first being my father, Roy and my Grandfather (my mother's side) who I simply call, Papaw. 

 



 

Okay, fine, I'll put a picture of me up too. It is a picture of yours truly opening a present, which seemed to be something my mother was fond of when I was a kid. Perhaps she still is. This one is for you, Mom. (Yes, that is a picture of Clay Matthews on the wall over my shoulder)

 

 



 

My wife cooked Christmas Dinner (with some help from the other moms and whatnot, considering there was an abundance of that irreplaceable resource here), which was fantastic and we all eventually parted ways. Officially ending one of the best holiday seasons we have had since we merged these two great families.

 

Moving forward and changing the subject, I cannot express with the words I possess how excited I am creatively right now. As this blog might be partial evidence toward, my muse has lost its off switch and I am constantly working on something. Whether it is my science-fiction television pilot, a children's book (several, actually), a potential fantasy fiction, a second science-fiction endeavor with an old friend, an opportunity to pen the characters and story of a video game, or several other projects, I have definitely not been wanting for something to write.

 

I'll keep a running update of my progress in this blog and I challenge you, my readers, to do the same. Not because it is a new year or because I said so, but because I am truly interested in what my friends, family, and followers are up to.

 

In closing, I would like to extend an offer to anyone else who blogs regularly. Follow me, and I will return the favor. :) Just comment on this post with your blog information or send it to me via e-mail at the_last_penfighter@Hotmail.com.

 

Thanks for reading, and enjoy your week as we prepare ourselves for hump day.

 

~M. A. Weeden  



 











Obligatory Inaugural Post-ish

Happy 2014, and greetings!

When one creates the inaugural blog post of a brand new and remarkably promising writing space, he goes big, does he not? Or does he go minimalist and hope for the best? I've seen it done every which way the human mind can fathom and have decided to follow along with everyone else. Familiarity breeds popularity, as they say.

Which means that this paragraph (number two for my math aficionados out there) is going to be boring. Horrendously so, by all accounts, since this is the obligatory 'My Name Is' paragraph. Which is Matthew, as it happens. Weeden is my last name, but no, I am not the artist by the name of Matt Weeden of some fame and accomplishment. Though, I am willing to wager there is some sort of relation here or there. We can safely assume there isn't exactly a teeming number of Weedens traipsing about.

Aside from my name, the other tangibles include my age, profession, and biographical highlights. All of which are relatively unimportant to you, the reader of this blog, as the second item of that list has not been fully realized. You see, I am an aspiring writer who has achieved only middling success despite being knowledgeable, talented, and - as you can plainly see - having the proper ego. That's right. Ego. Don't let too many of us writing folk convince you that we carry a hefty bag of humble with us as we force our words upon you. If we didn't have ourselves convinced that you simply have to hear what we have to say then we wouldn't go through what we do in order to get those words to your eyes.

Ah yes. You were wondering if I had any children. Okay, maybe you weren't but I do, and she is currently 4 years old. Her name is Nora Jessica and is the real reason I sit at home dreaming up ways to entertain you. My loving spouse and I decided that we wanted to live a bit simpler with only one of us officially working so that the other could rear our child the way one should be. That spouse is Angie, and I am still pleased that she went to work so that I could spend time I'll never get back with the greatest little person in the world.

Cheesiness will undoubtedly continue unperturbed in future blog posts at this location, so be warned. I am a father and a husband first, writer second, and unabashed seeker of the next best story to round out my list of Things That Boil My Water. Or floats my boat, as most people say.

I'm not most people.

So there it is, a blog post that accomplishes nothing aside from destroying the wretched blank space that was once created by my willingness to create an account. And maybe chasing away any respective readers.

Regardless, welcome to War of the Words, my first official blog and the future home of Things You Must Read.

~Matthew A. Weeden