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Publishing Your Book: Step-by-Step to Getting “Lucky”, Part I

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Right after I celebrated having an acquisitions editor express interest in my book, friends started congratulating me in sort of an odd way. “You are SO lucky to be able to write a book and get interest right away.” “Aren’t … Continue reading

To-Do Lists that Help You Work

To-do lists can work for you or make you crazy. There are many ways to create them, and the only one that works is the one that works for you.

First, I have to admit that I use a paper to-do list. Even with all the electronics, the fastest, most efficient list-making for me is done with a pencil and index. card.  I don’t have to boot it up, recharge it, or open it. It’s available to me at all times, and a pencil doesn’t need to be connected, opened, or tested. It’s always ready to go. I’ll admit I have a pencil thing.

Here are two ways to use a to-do list. Both involve 3 x 5 index cards, or 4 x 6 cards if you write big.  (I turn the cards and work on them portrait-orientation.) I work on several projects at a time, so I use one card per project. Each project’s name is written on the top of the card, and the to-do list underneath. That way, I can put all the project to-do lists next to each other and see how much work I have and which project needs to take priority. When I have a lot of projects going at the same time, it’s wonderful.

color coded index cardsWhen I get really into projects, I assign one color to each project, and color code the cards to match the project. (You can also use different color cards.) Color coding gives me overviews and helps me draw conclusions faster. (“A lot of blue cards, do I need to farm some of this out?” “The yellow project is due in a week. Why so few yellow cards? Am I done early, or is there something missing?”)

Then there is the worry list to-do list. When I wake up at night, unable to sleep and busy worrying, I make a list of things I’m worrying about. Having written down the worries, I go back to sleep. The next morning, I tackle the things that need to be done.

The last to-do list is called the tag-cloud to-do list. Because I use the same method as tag clouds–the more important a task, the bigger I write it. Because I have small handwriting, I draw a box around each item on the list. The bigger the box, the more important (or worrisome, or pressing) the item. That gives me two facts at once: the item and the importance, all in one glance.

You can use a mix of these methods. Color-coding works with tag-clouding very well.  Tag-clouding works with worry-list well, too. And no matter what method I choose, writing down all the things that need to get done helps me free up more memory cells.

Image: http://www.ontimesupplies.com

–Quinn McDonald is a certified creativity coach and a trainer specializing in communicating. That includes Writing for the Web and Giving Powerful Presentations. See all the topics at QuinnCreative.com © 2007 -9 All rights reserved.

Theme Thursday #23: 10.29.09

Theme Thursday is about finding your way–through maps. I know I’ve done maps before, but I find them so fascinating–a way to help people see life in a way that helps them make sense in a personal way.

Hand-Drawn Maps is a website that celebrates maps of every kind.  They are curated in sets of 10, from expansive maps of imaginative places, to different takes on Philadelphia. Maps help bring the third dimension down to two in a ways that makes sense of both time, space and life.

Christine Mannix is an artist and cartographer. I found her name on a blog on maps– Cartophilia, –although I’ve been told she’s not the author. In any case, Cartophilia is unusual and interesting and varied and worth a look!

Many people have contributed their own hand-drawn maps to this UK site. It’s fun to click around on thumbnails and see completely different hand-drawn maps of vineyards and Venice and an odd look at the U.S.

John-a-Lookin’ Around journals about different places he sees on his walkabout. There are detailed sketches in his journal entries, creating a day-to-day map.

Urban Sketchers has a world-full of people who draw what they see. Sort of an Atlas of very focused pieces. This one is John Wooley, who is 10,  is on his way to seeing life very closely and very well.

Google has given mind-maps a try, well, in their own way. You can see your searches mapped out by category if you try the Google Wonder Wheel http://bit.ly/2GwPMP.

You can join in on Theme Thursday: post three links to sites you love or blogs you follow. You can do it on your site or in comments here.

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What to do With Flashcards

A generous soul gave me a box of flashcards. There are about 200 of them. They are ivory card stock, about 8.5 inches long and 3.5 inches wide. Sturdy with rounded corners. Each one has a word on one side, and a small number in the upper left-hand corner.

Page_card

Sample flash card

The other side is blank.

What do I do with them?
I’m looking for creative, interesting ideas–not ones that anyone might think of–bookmarks, journal covers, journal pages.
If you give a suggestion, please make sure you include some sort of directions, so I can understand what the idea is.

And if I find an idea and love it, I’ll share some with you–let’s say a dozen.

Leave your suggestions in the comments box.

Making Meaning With Your Decision

The earth heaves forward and you see the place where dawn will polish a hole in the sky.
You are the creator, this is your doing. You can call up the dawn, or you can step into the shadow.
Or you can step into the light and cast a shadow, falling in front of you.
You can wait until the sun is in your face, your shadow falling behind you.

You wonder if this creation is good, will sell, will become viral and make you a success, famous, a celebrity, rich beyond belief. You aren’t sure you care.

Genesis. Pitt Pen, watercolor pencils © Quinn McDonald 2009 All rights reserved

Genesis. Pitt Pen, watercolor pencils © Quinn McDonald 2009 All rights reserved

So you ask your committee to speak up.
The “Devil’s Advocate” who warns about the thing you haven’t thought of yet.
The Critic who says the public wants it smooth and cool, and you feel hot and sweaty.
The Marketer who says your portraits aren’t of pretty people, they are raw and ugly.
The Expert who says that people don’t like  hard edgy words now, they want it soft and easy.

You love this work, this scooping out of meaning from the blood-sponge of your heart.
You love it, but this Committee seems to know. Who is right? Who knows enough to advise you?

Sun pushes up the dawn. It’s time to know. Either you or your shadow will step into the shoes that leave deep marks and walk across the face of the earth.
This is no one else’s decision.
This is yours to know.
This is your creation.
For this one heartbeat, you are the Creator.

© Quinn McDonald 2009 All rights reserved

Prescott, AZ–Found Art

Prescott was the original capitol of Arizona. It’s an old town that’s tucked into mountains high enough to support snow in the winter. This weekend there were broadleaf trees that had turned to bright, brittle yellow. The smell of autumn leaves was unmistakable; I haven’t smelled it since I left the East Coast.

Autum leaves, Prescott © Quinn McDonald, 2009

Autum leaves, Prescott © Quinn McDonald, 2009

Prescott is a lovely town, a town that shows art to anyone who wanders into The Raven (either the cafe or the pen-and-paper shop) or Van Gogh’s Ear, one of the art shops that line Whiskey Row.

Prescott also puts out its own art, the town as it is, for anyone to enjoy.  Cortez Street is packed with antique shops that are stuffed with vintage, old, worn, odd, and delightful objects.

The Armadilla (yes, it ends with an ‘a’) Wax Works is a candle factory with a retail shop. It’s at the top of the hill that makes Cortez Street, before the antique shops take over.

This candle factory is in the building of a former bank. Arizona produced a lot of copper in the old days, still does,  so the entire front of the store is still home to the old vault and safe.

The detailed copper molding that is both bold and delicate,  and a sun-mirror that is rich and polished to match the older copper safe wall with the dentil and decorative molding. In some light, you can see the copper has taken a lot of polishing, but it’s thick and hefty and won’t wear out any time soon.

Antique copper moulding and mirror © Quinn McDonald, 2009

Antique copper moulding and mirror © Quinn McDonald, 2009

On the opposite wall was a grouping of candles and grasses with blossoms. The sun was at the right angle to make it a perfect photo all its own.

Candles from the Armadilla Candle Works, Prescott © Quinn McDonald, 2009

Candles from the Armadilla Candle Works, Prescott © Quinn McDonald, 2009

The Raven Cafe is a wonderful old building. I’m a fan of the collages that sprout in bathrooms, and this was no exception. This one seemed to be planned–it had originally been created, quilt-like, a block at a time, then mounted on the wall and continued with paint and pen.

The Raven's Cafe's artful bathroom. © Quinn McDonald 2009

The Raven's Cafe's artful bathroom © Quinn McDonald 2009

This garage was graffiti’d and then painted over unevenly. The resulting unfinished raw art is perfect the way it is.

Garage Mural © Quinn McDonald 2009

Garage Mural © Quinn McDonald 2009

The next building was painted when it was too cold. Half the paint popped off in the dry air, leaving a great pattern that looks like an angel food cake.

Peeling Paint, © Quinn McDonald, 2009

Peeling Paint, © Quinn McDonald, 2009

Prescott has art around every corner, great weather to enjoy it, and astonishing rock formations around the town. A great place for a quick getaway. If you have time to drive up from Phoenix, don’t take the Freeway. Nothing against I-17, but the scenery is not spectacular. Take a bit longer, go through Wickenburg and Yarnell and see mountains and thumb buttes that will astonish you.

Out of Yarnell, don’t take the switchback road that 89 turns into. Turn left onto Kirkland Road and go through Skull Valley and into Prescott. It’s 10 miles longer and worth every inch.

–Quinn McDonald rides a motorcycle and takes pictures with her iPhone.

SPARK Collaboration for Writers, Photographers

Amy Souza runs the blog SPARK. It’s a creative jump start for collaborations between writers and artists. Souza says, ” Writers send artists a story or poem, and artists send writers an image of their painting, photograph, or sculpture. During the 10-day project period, each person uses their partner’s piece as a jumping off point for new work of their own.”

The goal is simply to give writers and artists a challenge, a new way of looking at the world and their work, and a chance to inspire another creative soul.” The project runs four times a year, and you can sign up any time.

The project continues each month and new examples go up. (See the most recent contest.)  My friend Lin Jorgensen participated in this imaginative exchange with Louisa Di Pietro.  Lin’s poem is below.

Lullabies for a Rainy House

I wouldn’t leave my house
Though the roof, unmended
For decades, sent rain seeping
Down through the walls
To meet water seeping
Up through broken pipes.

I stayed when the walls lifted
Away from floorboards
That sank, gaping.
With hell close underfoot
I stumbled tilting from
Room to room, amazed by
This decaying ark
Covered by a tattered tarp
Always damp and mostly dark
That I called home

Until, fifty years standing,
Thirty of them mine
Through ice and rainstorm
The elm tree let go

A quarter-ton bouquet
A rude awakening
A roaring boom across
The bow of the roof
Twelve feet from my bed
Shook the house
And ran my ark aground.
I knew it was bad before
I saw it: We’re sunk
I whispered to the cats.
It’ll never stop raining now.

The dog and I blinked
Through 3 a.m. murk
At a huge limb leaning
The length of the roof
Balanced on a single eave,
The crushing weight scarcely
Piercing a little room
I thought might be spared.
But already rain swept in. Soon
Every surface would I knew
Brimming, buckling, fall asunder

No more praying the elm
Tossing above in ice or rain
Stands fast until the morning.
Free from all hope, but things
Could always be worse!
That’s what we always said.
That’s boats for you. That’s
Staying afloat. That’s being
An elm tree, that’s living
Under one!  The dog and I
Crept back inside, weary from
Staring at the damage.

The worst had come and
It staggered, it beggared, it
Knocked all the wind out
And made me long for shelter

So I took what I could of the garden
And a slice of the elm and moved house.
New people bought my ark, razed it.
Built clean over my streaming sadness.
Cut down the elm.  I could never go back.
It’s safe here. The worst is over.
But comes a strong rain, I swear
A blue tarp frays and flaps like sails
I hear the steady hiss of hidden water
Leaking soaking sinking and
The elm tosses fifty feet above
Us, quaking, praying for morning.

Our old lullabies wake us:
The little cats keep close, the dog eyes
My face, then the window, and sighs.
We grow still, comforted, waiting for
The crack of doom together. Trusting
The ark of sleep to carry us home

—Lin Jorgensen

“The Power of Slow” –Interview with the Author

Christine Louise Hohlbaum is a recovering speedaholic who recognized the power of slow while one day eating ice cream with her then three-year-old daughter. Life is in the details. Don’t let it whiz by.

Christine’s new book, The Power of Slow: 101 Ways to Save Time in Our 24/7 World is being released this week. She was kind enough to make time in her schedule for an interview. This is a heavily edited version, you can read the entire interview on my website, Raw-Art-Journals.com

Christine Hohlbaum, author, mom, and expat.

Christine Hohlbaum, author, mom, and expat.

Quinn: You are the mother of two school-age kids. “Slow” is not something I associate with busy moms. What made you decide to write the book?

Christine: Ironically, I dedicated my book to my two kids because they were my first teachers in slow. It is no secret that life changes when children arrive on the scene. They taught me that life can go at a slower pace and still be equally effective and productive. You see I am a recovering speed demon who used to think fast was the only tempo there was.

Quinn: Tell me what “slow” means in your world.

Christine: Slow means mindful living. It is embedded in the wisdom of choice. When we engage in the power of slow, we unleash shackled energy we have wasted stressing, rushing and worrying about things at a pace that obviously does not work for us.

Quinn: Most of us have to work to pay the bills and feed the family. How can we establish boundaries at work without losing our jobs?

Christine: Years ago my husband took a vacation, then lost his job right after. It was a frightening experience. It is important for employers to get on board with the notion that a well-rested worker is a productive one. Learning to say ‘no’ with kindness and clarity is something I talk a lot about in [the book].  When we say ‘no’ to others, we say ‘yes’ to ourselves. I find formulations such as “Here’s what I can do” and “I have an idea that might improve this even more” help sustain your boss or client’s listening far better than a flat-out ‘no’. Offer alternatives and constructive advice.

Quinn: Women are often the caretakers of both young children and older parents, squashing their time into ridiculous expectations. What advice do you have for the “sandwich generation” of women?

Christine: We women are indeed pulled in many directions at once. Learning to take ‘me-time’ is mission critical when you are a caretaker. Celebrate the ‘ma’, a Japanese term referring to the space between things. Plan your activities such that you have ten or fifteen minutes between them. Back-to-back action is often draining and over the long-term will wear you down. Bring back the ‘ma’ in me.

Quinn: People seem to take some pride in being “crazy busy.” Any danger in that?

Christine: I have noticed that ‘busy’ is the new fine. What I mean by that is people respond to ‘How are you?’ with ‘busy’ or ‘crazy busy’ much more often than the old stand-by ‘fine!’ Busy implies you are successful, but I would caution that activity does not always equal productivity.

Quinn: Are there any rules worth breaking in the standard time management advice? (Keep a to-do list, prioritize it into A, B, C-level tasks, tackle all the A-level first, etc.)

Christine: Oh, how I LOVE this question! Surely, the Eisenhower principle that helps you discern urgent from important tasks is a key strategy, and I talk about it in the book. Fundamentally, however, it is about your personal relationship with time itself. I do not believe in time management. First, time is an organizing principle we established to make sense of our live so it is a construct based on mutual agreement. Second, we cannot manage or control time. We can only manage or control the things we do within the time that we have.

Theme Thursday #22: 10.22.09

For 22 weeks, Thursdays have been creative play date. Today is no exception. The winter holidays are coming up, and it might be time for you to consider gifts for others. Maybe you need to drop a few hints to others about what you want.

Botanica 2 bag from Greenward

Botanica 2 bag from Greenward

If you are going green for the holidays, take a look at Greenward’s shop. The brick-and-mortar store is in Cambridge, but the website is at the other end of that link.  There are felt wine racks, and well-designed kitchen tools in fresh colors, water bottles, even soaps.  I’m in love with their stationery. Customer service by owner Scott Walker is top notch, and shipping is prompt–I just placed my first order and was amazed at the personal level of service.

Quirkology is now on YouTube with their mix of fun science. The :59-second personality test is clever. The other videos are short, engaging and you’ll learn something useful. Use it as a break from shopping.

If you love your cat enough to want to provide a handmade piece of artwork that is both cat bed and scratching surface, check out Love that Cat. The cat furniture is more reasonably priced. Winter is coming, and if you don’t provide a bed for your cats, they will soon be sucking up your warmth. Here is a custom-designed catwalk that doesn’t involve models, but did require a home remodeling.

I’m a fan of the Duluth Trading Company. It sells impossible-to-wear-out clothing for men who ride in trucks, and the women who thump them on the head if they call them “little lady.” If you love hiking, working, or playing outdoors, check out their gear, like this vest. (Warning: if you are a girly girl, this isn’t your ideal site.)  They also stock clever items at reasonable prices. I’m a fan of the map case (for those of us who carry big loose sheets of raw-art journaling paper) and the LugBuddy, a simply device that straps baggage together. I use it to keep an overnight bag attached to the sissy bar of my motorcycle, or to hold together the equipment when I’m dragging in books and training materials on a hand truck.

You can join in on Theme Thursday: post three links to sites you love or blogs you follow. You can do it on your site or in comments here.

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Gossip Girls Grow Up

The email from a business contact looked like a scheduling issue, so I opened it up, expecting a question on availability. Not at all, it was asking me about some gossip circulating about me. Well, as it was gossip, I won’t support it, confirm it, deny it, or discuss it. I won’t pass it on, ask where it came from, or confront the person I may ferret out if I follow it long enough.

So I phoned up the acquaintance and said, “I don’t respond to gossip, I simply move on.”

“Then it must be true, otherwise you would defend yourself,” the acquaintance said.

It's private and untraceable

It's private and untraceable

“Not at all,” I said. “I really hated seventh grade because I didn’t belong to the ‘cool’ group. I discovered that no matter what I did, gossip is like hot road tar–it sticks, it stains, it spreads on contact. I never learned how to make it work for me, and I always wound up getting stuck at the originator, because I was an easy target. Now that seventh grade is decades behind me, I have no desire to re-visit the bad old days.”

There was some back and forth, in which gossip originators were hinted at, and I was asked to respond. But I know what happens–the more I take the bait, the less the truth gets uncovered. Everyone I confront will deny involvement and point to someone else, wait till I’m out of earshot, and pass on another re-interpretation of what is happening.

So I’m stopping the chain of gossip. I told the acquaintance that I’d like the decision about the gossip to be made not on the gossip, but on my behavior and the satisfaction of the people who work with me.

I’m familiar with  “If you don’t tell me what really happened, I’ll think what they are saying is true.”

This is gossip girl bullying at its best. It’s similar to “If you love me, you would X” or “If you don’t do X, I won’t do Y and it will be your fault.” That type of manipulative behavior solves nothing. If you participate, you are becoming a moral doormat to prove some unattainable goal of acceptance. That goal changes the instant you do what is required.

Just as you are what you eat, you become what you watch. Reality shows that encourage watching emotional, personal train wrecks and gleefully cheering, dull you to the pain of others. Those shows eventually make you want that level of excitement in your life. Watch enough of them, and it looks normal.

I’m long out of seventh grade, and I’m not cranking up the way-back machine. Gossip girls are destructive, and I’m simply not participating. Not in any way. You want to believe gossip about me? That’s between you and your brain. Me, I’ve got things to do.

–Quinn McDonald is a trainer, writer, life- and creativity coach.