The Next Big Thing

This is a day late, I’m afraid, because I’ve caught a really bad cold and was flat on my back yesterday.  Sigh.  So here it is, a day late, but enthusiastic.  Christine Ashworth tagged me for The Next Big Thing, so here are my answers to the questions.  My tagees are at the end of the post.  Enjoy.

What is the name of the book?
World Enough and Time, a quote from the Andrew Marvell poem “To His Coy Mistress.”  The reference is to famous people being transported through time, and having enough time to finish their work.  Mozart, for instance, left his Requiem unfinished, and Jane Austen left partial drafts of several books.

Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
I’d like to go the traditional route, but I think an e-book would actually be appropriate since I could then include links to music, poems and pictures which would be relevant to the plot.

Where did the idea come from for the book?
I’m a classical singer, and years ago I had the idea that it would be fun to bring a group of famous composers into the present.  But I was never able to craft an actual story around the concept.  Then one afternoon I began brainstorming with my best friend, Gail Upp (really her name), who is also a writer.  Presto!  We had a story, a mystery, a romance…and a book.  She’s my co-author on this project.

What genre does your book fall under?
The book is a mystery (first of a series, I hope) with strong romantic elements.  A bit of sci-fi because of the time travel.  Since cross-genre books are becoming more popular, I’m hoping that this particular mix will work.

How long does it take to write the first draft of your manuscript?
Alas, I’m not a fast writer.  Like Dorothy Parker, I write five words and delete six.  In addition, this book required a lot of research because of the historical figures involved.  Under normal circumstances, I’d expect a draft of this sort to take about a year, but so far it’s been two.

What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
Any mystery concerning the creative arts, like Stephanie Barron’s Jane Austen series (which has romantic elements), the Charles Paris series by Simon Brett (for acting), and definitely James Gollin’s Antiqua Players series.  I’ve never come across anything really like this, however.  I’d love to be a groundbreaker.  By the way, the Gollin books are out of print, but DEFINITELY worth looking for on Amazon or Abe Books.

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
I’d LOVE to get Adrian Brody to play the hero/detective, composer-conductor Felix Mendelssohn.  The only problem would be that Mendelssohn was 5’6″ and Mr. Brody is over six feet tall.  Movie magic might solve this problem.  Jude Law would make an awesome Kit Marlowe.  A girl can dream.

Who or What inspired you to write this book?
The wish that I could actually meet my idols (Mendelssohn, Beethoven, Jane Austen, Raphael).

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Along with solving a murder mystery, Felix learns that love can come twice, even across the centuries.

What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
In the year 2081 a transnational corporation brings famous artists, musicians and writers forward in time as a cover for its illegal and dangerous plan to change history for profit.

This post will go to both the LARA yahoo group, and Sisters in Crime/LA, so the below tags are for authors in both groups.  Please check them out, and wish me luck.  I’m now in the insane re-writing/editing phase.  Oy.

Sue Ann Jaffarian
Darrell James
D.J. Adams
Linda O. Johnston (mysteries AND romances)




And Still Have Time to Read

The contemporary writer has a lot on her hands.  She has to be a publicist, a career manager, an agent, a distributor, a social media guru, an agent provacateuse, a literary lawyer, etcetera, ad infinitum.  And of course, she needs to put all her passion and energy into writing; after all, that’s what it’s all about, right?

Oh, and one more thing:  She has to read.  She has to read what’s hot and new in order to keep up with what’s happening in the literary world, AND if she writes genre fiction (mystery, young adult, romance, fantasy, science fiction, thriller, horror, etc.) she needs to read extensively in that genre to keep up with what’s happening in that field.  If she writes in more than one genre, or if she blends genres (as Gail Upp and I do in World Enough and Time, the novel we are writing), she needs to read extensively in those genres to keep up…you get it.


So when do you get the time?  Especially since there are actually very few writers who write full-time, and derive their full incomes from writing.  Most of us have jobs, family, friends, activities.  You know:  A life.

I solve part of the problem by reading in the cracks of time in my schedule.  At meals (unless we have company), while on line at the credit union or grocery store (my Nook comes in handy here), in the bathroom (that’s where I catch up on magazines).  Fortunately, I’m a very fast reader, so I can get through a book in a day if I don’t have to practice, or learn new music, or have a lesson, or a rehearsal, or an audition, or a concert/service.  And if I have enough time and energy after doing my daily dose of writing, re-writing, editing, research and agonizing.

My To Be Read pile (credit: Google Images)

So the pile of books To Be Read becomes two piles, then three.  The magazines

multiply, as do, just incidentally, the newspapers.  What’s a girl to do?

So, I’ve become VERY selective in my reading.  Is a book badly written?  I drop it.  Is a magazine article something I’ll never use, or is boring, or (as is sometimes the case in Scientific American) I don’t understand?  Skip to the next article.  In the newspapers I read the headlines, the agony aunt (for the psychology and story ideas), the book and music (mostly classical) reviews and updates, and (full disclosure) the comics.  I’ve developed an extremely low tolerance for the bad, the boring, the useless, the time-waster.  Do I run the risk of missing something I can use, or would like?  Of course.  But no system is perfect, and this at least keeps me sane.

What keeps you sane as far as your reading life is concerned?  How do you handle the need to read?  Let us know.  You might be helping a fellow writer keep her head above water?

The Harried Writer (credit: Google Images)

Until next time…keep reading.

Writing Spirituality

My last blogs have been about my experience singing Mahler’s Symphony No. 8, the “Symphony of a Thousand,” with the LA Philharmonic and Gustavo Dudamel.  But looking back at the blogs, I was struck how inadequate were my descriptions of what it felt like to learn, rehearse and perform this incredible piece with the full forces desired by Gustav Mahler (there were over 1,000 people on stage).  I realized that writing about a spiritual experience is not just difficult, but almost impossible.

Gustav Mahler

How do you describe a profound, moving, even life-altering spiritual experience?  “It was swell” doesn’t seem, somehow, to fill the bill.  Even turning to authors, like Thomas Merton, who was a talented writer, practiced and experienced in introspection, doesn’t always help.  He may have accurately described his own experiences, but even in his most moving passages, is he describing yours?

Poetry has been held up as more of a road to the sublime than prose.  Repetition and rhyming or alliteration can, done correctly, create a trance state.  See, for instance, Robert McDowell.  Irish bards in pre-Christian Europe were not just honored but feared for their mastery over the language, which enabled them to write and improvise poetry.  Their words could curse, bless and defeat armies.  Much of the liturgy of the world’s religions is in poetry, rhymed or free.  In Classical Greece the Muses of Poetry and Music were the same:  Polyhymnia for sacred poetry/music, Calliope for epic poetry/music, Euterpe for lyric poetry/music, Erato for erotic poetry/music, and Thalia for comedic poetry/music.  For the Greeks the two were intertwined.

But what if you’re not a poet, as I’m not (English as she is spoke)?  Well then, how about the musical side of the Muses?

Felix Mendelssohn

Felix Mendelssohn wrote:  “These [words] seem to me so ambiguous, so vague, so easily misunderstood in comparison to genuine music, which fills the soul with a thousand things better than words.”  And this may be so:  think of the last time you heard a piece of music that made you want to fly, or explode, or weep.  Could you attach words to it?  And yet, you want to tell your friends about it.  Can you accurately describe the first flush of a new love?  Or of discovering the vocation you were created to follow?  What if your experience was religious in nature?  The waters really run deep where spiritual revelations are concerned.

But I’m not a composer.  I can listen to or perform Beethoven’s Ninth, or Mahler’s Eighth, but are my descriptions adequate.  If I walk the tightrope between the banal (“It was swell”) and purple prose (“the profundity of my sensibilities cannot be fathomed…”) I still run the risk of not connecting with you.  Or of accurately conveying my experience.  I could burst into tears, but that’s hard to do in a blog.

So, what passages or writers have moved you, or described something you felt, or at least accurately and adequately (to you) described their own experiences?  Let us know.

Mahler, Gustavo and Me

My first blog!  Welcome.  I’m kicking off with a journal of the rehearsals and performance of Gustav Mahler’s monumental Symphony No. 8, the “Symphony of a Thousand,” with Gustavo Dudamel and the Los Angeles Philharmonic Orchestra.  This is part of the Mahler Project, which runs during January and February 2012.

The choral forces are drawn from 15 LA-based choirs, including All Saints Church, Pasadena, where I’m in Canterbury Choir.  More on them in a future blog.  Other choirs are the LA Master Chorale, the Pacifica Chorale, the Gay Men’s Chorus, Vox Femina, and the National Children’s Chorus.  Total singers:  826.  There is also a double quartet of soloists.  Total soloists:  eight.  The orchestras are the Los Angeles Philharmonic and the Simón Bolivar Orchestra of Venezuela (which used to be the Simón Bolivar Youth Orchestra of Venezuela).  Total orchestra:  300+.  There will be over 1,050 performers on the stage of the Shrine Auditorium on February 4, 2012.  It’s one of the few places in town that can accommodate that many people.  After the performance, Dudamel will head back to Caracas with the Bolivars to perform it again, with over 1,600 people!  He’s out of his mind.

Our first rehearsal was at the Great Hall of the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion, which is the opera house.  It’s my idea of the perfect venue for rehearsals:  rugs on the floor, marble all around and glittering crystal chandeliers overhead.  It was nighttime, but the floor-to-ceiling windows showed a lovely view of the plaza of the Music Center.  There was a camera crew filming a documentary on the making of the performance.

Only Choir 1 was there, that is half of the adults, and we filled the place to capacity; Choir 2 rehearsed the following night.  Our conductor was Grant Gershon, Music Director of the LA Master Chorale, and Choirmaster of the LA Opera.  It’s hard to imagine someone more completely dedicated to his work, and who enjoys it more.  Anyone who doesn’t draw energy just from being around him is dead.  Even though the 60 members of Canterbury Choir who were singing were scattered among the sections—and every section is divided into firsts and seconds and sometimes thirds—I was among friends, new friends in this case:  several ladies of the Philippine Chamber Singers.

The rehearsal was 2½ hours long, and I wouldn’t have believed we could have worked in that much detail and yet gotten through the whole thing.  For those of you familiar with Mahler, you’ll know what that entails.  For those of you who are not—let’s just say he doesn’t just write brief, bright little pieces.  And for those of you who have sung Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, which I have, if you thought the sustained high A for the sopranos in the “Ode to Joy” was hard, Mahler gives us high B-flats, Bs and one long, sustained high C.  Mahler was out of his mind.

By the end of the rehearsal I (a) had all my trouble spots marked (more than I thought, alas); (2) was high from the breathing and the music; and (iii) couldn’t wait for the next rehearsal.  More next time.