Notes from the world of latin jazz & Brazilian singer-songwriter Alexa Weber Morales
In the last 8.5 hours I interviewed three people, wrote two articles totalling 3,200 words (including revisions for one), sent one piece to the publisher (one day ahead of deadline) and sent the other for review by the interviewees. Yeahhh!! If only I were this productive all the time...
Labels: writing
posted by Alexa Weber Morales @ 9/25/2007
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I sing in four languages, crossing borders with acoustic jazz, boleros, salsa and samba. I'm a songwriter, percussionist, dancer, pianist and tree-climber (also a mother, magazine editor and recovering auto mechanic). Since 2004, I've made five studio recordings, including my two solo efforts, "Jazzmérica" and "Vagabundeo," both produced by three-time Grammy nominee Wayne Wallace. My 2007 release reached top 20 airplay on the JazzWeek World Music chart while my lead singing on Wayne Wallace's "The Reckless Search for Beauty" was simultaneously in the top 10! Visit www.alexawebermorales.com for music clips and more!
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That's not writing, that's scribbling. Or, more accurately nowadays, I suppose, keyboarding.
Writing is working on deadline, squeezing out 120 words in eight hours, endlessly searching for the mot juste, logging on and off Thesaurus.com to replace inadequate adjectives, compulsively adding and subtracting adverbs, trying/using/employing/deploying/making do with/settling on various verbs, layering on, then deleting, phrases to your wonderful lede, which is the only thing you got, swapping out punctuation--here an em dash, there an en dash, how about an ellipsis? (and, paren, where do you put the question mark according to the AP Book of Style, and does it end a sentence and therefore require four dots instead of three?).... And then sending an e-mail to the editor explaining that you've been diagnosed with diphtheria, but would next Monday be okay, thus subtly giving yourself the weekend to get up to speed, and anyway what editor would actually read copy on a Friday, especially since they're three hours ahead of us....
That, Mme., is writing!
Monsieur Flaubert, I would have been honored by your posthumous post to my blog if it weren't for the blatant linking to your website. For all I know you are a spambot. Furthermore, who says I didn't struggle over every last mot, ensuring it was juste? Some writers write fast. Especially on deadline. Especially when they're up to their ears in debt and because of their reputation the writing pays pretty well and they would like to feed and clothe their children. Reposez-vous en paix.
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