There is a writerly choice that I’ve had to make in the past and it seems to be one of those choices that keeps having to be made.
Every time I have to make it, I get all twisted up into knots and get a headache, even though I’m certain it is the right choice for all concerned.
I’m thinking it is a choice that many of you have had to make and will have to make again – whether to co-write or to write alone? And by co-writing I don’t mean collaborating with a story editor or producer on making one of your scripts better, or even working on a TV writing team where all kinds of collaborative writing occurs amongst a group of peers who work together or apart as their individual predilections (your word for the week), and even those their boss direct them. I’m talking about all the wonderful genuine and talented people that ask me to co-write with them, and also about the soul-sucking opportunists that want me to do all the work for them so they can sit back and collect all the glory.
I don’t co-write anymore, so please don’t ask me.
I have tried it, I don’t like it and I have no intention of ever doing it again.
Indeed I feel so strongly about this that even if one of my writing idols offered to co-script with me, I’d turn it down. Even if they offered to pay me. No, well that isn’t quite true. If they offered to pay me, I’d probably suck it up and do it. I might even pretend to enjoy it. But I wouldn’t be. I’d be faking it.
Co-writing has turned out badly for me. I do the lion’s share of the work and the co-writer sits and makes approving noises. Now lots and lots of writer’s do it, and love it, but not me. Every time someone asks me to, I feel like they are trying to feed me a liver and Brussels sprout
smoothie, telling me it will taste delightful and be good for me.
No it won’t.
I get plenty of iron from my daily spinach and my love of cauliflower has me covered on the cruciform vegetable front- thank you very much.
To the lovely, good-hearted, well-meaning, talented people who ask me – I know this will feel like rejection, because it is (and I can’t do anything about that), but you are really doing me and yourself a disservice by asking.
If it is your story, you need to write it yourself, no one can do it better.
Can’t write?
Learn.
Don’t want to learn?
Pay me.
It is as simple as that.
The weird part is that I know people think I should be flattered that they are asking me, that it shows in what high esteem they hold me. But not high enough apparently to understand that I only have one brain and two hands and am made of mortal stuff, therefore I am given x amount of time and y amount of energy to produce z amount of story product.
You see, don’t you, that the idea that I should happily commit to 3 months of my life to write a screenplay or one year to write your novel with you – arguably a less accomplished writer than myself – in exchange for a co-writer credit and 50% of fantasy money is a very poor bargain.
I write for a living.
That means most of the week I already write for the Man, which gives me about 20 hours a week to write my own thing. At best, in reality, the energy only runs to about 15 real hours. I made a commitment to write this blog which takes 2-4 hours out of that real time and all of a sudden the feature script is only getting 10 hours a week. I guess this paragraph sounds all whiny and egocentric and I’m tempted to delete it for fear that I appear ungenerous and ego-inflated. But I’m not going to. I’m going to tell the inner child that wants everybody to like her, to get over it because the truth is the ten-foot tall buff angel boy standing next to her, a.k.a. My Muse, is the one to whom I now owe all devotion.
I share this with you all, whether you are a writer or interact with writers within your own particular ‘verse, because at some point you will find yourselves on the horns of this dilemma… So proceed with caution.
Now one of my friends pointed out that I shouldn’t get so bent out of shape every time I get asked this, that the person asking was probably just throwing it out there, and is fully prepared to accept a “no” as no biggie. But it doesn’t feel that way to me as most of the time the person tries to convince me and lays out what they think are strong arguments and temptations. Some actually have the temerity to look shocked and be offended when I tell them it’ll take $25,000.00 (half up front in advance), to get me to co-write their fabulous idea into a book – a total steal by the way, as that’s the friends-and-family discount.
Some of them even try to seduce me into it, if you can imagine, which really makes me squirmy. Do I really come across as that romantically desperate that I’ll lend them my genius for a little slap and tickle? Alright, maybe I am, but don’t call me on it, it’s too embarrassing.
Jeepers, now it is 5:31 a.m. and color me grumpy, as a well-meaning tweet woke me at 5:19 a.m. to remind me that it is Wednesday and this blog post is due. So picture me puffy-eyed and surly as I try to remember who I am and what the hell I was talking about. Oh, yah, gonna finish up my list of stuff that makes you a better writer that isn’t writing, or in other words, ways to waste time that keep the guilt o’ meter from pegging into the red.
5) Caffeine. Without a doubt it seems the appropriate time to mention the benefits of the application of a moderate amount of caffeine. The US Army did some studies on grunts in the 50’s with all kinda drugs in an effort to make them perform better as soldiers. This little tidbit brought to you from a dusty closet so off the beaten path in today’s Cocoverse as to border on the mythical – the days when I was a BioPysch student, experimenting on rats and classmates in the basement of the Math building.
Yes, there is a movie there.
And why the in the seven hells is spellcheck suggesting “Biopsychic” as a word option. What is a “Biopsychic”? Oh. The word is “Biophysics”, okay that makes much more sense???
Okay, back to the legal stimulant. The amount of caffeine found in two cups of coffee will indeed increase your physical and mental performance on tasks undertaken within a couple hours of ingestion. You should dose yourself about ½ hour before your Jeopardy audition or marathon for optimal effect. Like just about anything in life though, moderation is the key.
Repeat after me “One Red Bull good, six Red Bulls, bad”.
Mostly, more caffeine might make you think you are doing better but you really aren’t.
That brings me to a couple don’ts. I ‘m not big on don’ts as a rule, ’cause I figure you are all adults and should do what you need to do to get through the long dark nights. But with respect to writing, alcohol and weed are not your friends. You can tell me that you’ve had some of your most brilliant verbage come forth under the influence and while it may even be true, I still call: bullshit.
The only reason it might be true in the short term, is because your inhibitions are gagging your inner child and the only mechanism you’ve found to ungag is application of mood altering substance. To you I say, grow up and learn how to set your inner child free without getting her drunk or stoned. First of all, that’s child abuse. Second of all, it is not sustainable.
Know what? Even famous boozers like Fitzgerald and Hemmingway wrote sober. Fine, the rest of the time they drank. But they wrote sober. Stephen King claims to have written several novels in a state of intoxication. Not sure how he managed that, and he isn’t either by all reports. However his situation does support my second assertion, NOT SUSTAINABLE, cause he doesn’t do that any more. Try finger paints. Or meditation. Or exercise.
Rats, that (exercise), is something I should add to the list of good things to improve your writing, oh, and dance. Dance is good.
I’ve co-written with someone who smoked dope and drank wine through every writing session and the only thing I saw it do was increase his personal conviction that his contribution was brilliant, while I remember it to be a lot of nodding and noises of approval at what I was writing. He claims it was the best creative experience of his life though. It does have the benefit of giving you pleasant delusions, so if that is what you are after, go for it. I just can’t seem to let the No Co-Writing for Coco thing go today, can I?
6) Sleep. Especially naps. Ah, sleep. Ah, naps.
Just read a news article on a study about the amount of sleep high performing violinists get (Thanks Yvette!). A study of the world’s top concert violinists shows that they average 8.5 hours of sleep– Much more that most of us average schmoooies.
Take from my friend Bill Shakespeare: sleep not only knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, it makes you a better writer. Dafoe reportedly told his brain every night before turning in, to come up with a good story idea while he slept. Worked for him. Can’t figure out a story point? Don’t know where to go next? Take a 20 minute nap. Not only will it decrease your need for 8.5 hours of sleep at night, but odds are you’ll wake with a good idea. Worked for Einstein, a legendary cat napper. Ben Franklin is another historical luminary keen on the nap as a productivity and creativity enhancer.
“Other famous nappers include John F. Kennedy, Lyndon B. Johnson, Ronald Reagan, Margaret Thatcher, and Bill Clinton, who took a 30-minute nap at 3 pm. Still others include Albert Einstein, Leonardo Da Vinci, John D. Rockefeller, Eleanor Roosevelt, Johannes Brahms, Beethoven, Benjamin Franklin, and Robert Louis Stevenson.” Chuck Gallozzi
Optimal nap length is 20-45 minutes, any more than that will leave you groggy and be counter-productive.
Now mind you there are studies out that that show that people who sleep too long or too short may have shorter life spans and propose 7.5 hours as optimal, but I haven’t looked too deeply at those studies, just the media reports of them, so I’m not behind the science yet. I will look at the actual papers and let you know if I think the method and sample size are “good science”, or if it is just the media picking up on a contrary study for sensationalism.
Don’t get me started on the amount of bad science that the media disseminates, I’m cranky enough for one day.
From the science I do think is good, and my personal experience, I can say that one 25 minute nap in the afternoon and about 7 hours of sleep at night, keeps me writing and prevents tragic incidents involving me eating the heads of my colleagues and co-workers.
7) Drink with your Writer Peeps. Yep. After my rant against using alcohol to access the Land of What If and Maybe, I now suggest indulging in a little tippling with writer friends as a method of improving your process.
Relaxing and swapping lies with writer friends can be the most fun and re-motivating thing you can do. I never fail to be inspired by my time spent chit-chatting about stories and film and screenwriting and indeed writing and life lessons of all kinds with my peeps. I think it is really an important part of keeping your balance to get out of your cave from time to time and remind yourself the universe does not revolve around your personal page count.
8 ) Exercise. I don’t really need to go one about this one, do I?
In brief, picture the electronic crawl sign at my gym which hypnotizes me several times a week with inspirational thoughts and health tips, but seems a tad over-programmed to repeat one sentence in particular. “If exercise were a drug it would be the most prescribed drug by doctors everywhere.” Which, I think, is supposed to be a big endorsement, right?
Okay that’s it for this week’s rambling tour of the Cocoverse.
If you are a writer, be nice to yourself this week.
If you love a writer, respect the “no”.
If you want to be a writer, just do it.
If you are all of the above and a friend of mine, I will likely read your stuff and give you notes free gratis, just don’t mention the dreaded hyphenate, “co-writer”. Being a hyphenate is not one of my life aspirations.