Author: Kathryn Atkins

Starting

reason-1-coloredOh, my goodness. I had this fine idea that everyone is great at starting projects and that finishing is the problem. I forgot that many times people fail to start because they fear they will never finish. So finishing is still a huge challenge, no doubt about it, but the more pernicious problem is that a finely honed track record of non-finishing keeps people from the unbridled giddiness that comes from starting something. That, and fear of looking really dumb.

I hope you can take the first step. Whatever it is, try something new this week. It doesn’t have to be huge. You can start small. Try coffee black if you’re a cream and sugar person. Try changing your morning rituals. Try a different radio station. Take a meditation class or a couple of piano lessons at the local community center. Besides, taking lessons in something you’ve always wanted to but were afraid you’d be terrible at it is delightful. Why? Because it opens you to the freedom to look goofy. So what? No one is good on the first try. And no one is looking at you because they’re mostly afraid of how silly they look!

What about the following? Perhaps you are starting something that is too easy! Or you’re just a natural at whatever it is. And how lucky you are! You are really good at something, and you didn’t even know it. Excellent surprises await the brave.

Finishing is indeed a challenge, but try starting something to experience a new you. You’re traveling new territory, and you don’t even have to get on an airplane!

 

Kathryn Atkins — Short Bio

Tiny Me Peach PorchKathryn Atkins is a native Californian. She is a writer, mom, wife, and a flamenco dancer. She loves to play the piano, read, and do yoga.

She has published two books and has been featured in online and print magazines for over fourteen years as the owner and creative director of Writing World, LLC, a professional business writing company. In the early years of Writing World, Kathryn published a column in the Orange County (California) Register.

Her Berkeley BS and MBA have served her freelance business writing company. Her eight-year membership in the California Writers Club has fulfilled her desire to help fellow writers while keeping her own writing skills honed.

Kathryn speaks about the challenge and joy of finishing, and more recently about starting.

Writing Terms

Image_008Do you need to know what the following terms mean to call yourself a Writer (with a capital ‘W’)?

Not really, but if you want to extend your knowledge around your craft, you might want to have at least heard or seen these words.  Besides, “Practice Makes Perfect,” and learning your trade is practicing. Here you go. Oh. And keep writing!

Litotes: \ ˈlī-tə-ˌtēz — Understatement in which an affirmative is expressed by the negative of the contrary (as in “not a bad singer” or “not unhappy”)

Ablaut:  \ ˈä-ˌblau̇t — a systematic variation of vowels in the same root or affix or in related roots or affixes especially in the Indo-European languages that is usually paralleled by differences in use or meaning (as in sing, sang, sung, song)

Allusion: \ ə-ˈlü-zhən \ —

1. an implied or indirect reference especially in literature 

  • a poem that makes allusions to classical literaturealso: the use of such references
2the act of making an indirect reference to something: the act of alluding to something

Anacoluthon: \ ˌa-nə-kə-ˈlü-ˌthän \ — syntactical inconsistency or incoherence within a sentence; especially: a shift in an unfinished sentence from one syntactic construction to another (as in “you really ought—well, do it your own way”)

Diacritic: \ ˌdī-ə-ˈkri-tik \ — a mark near or through an orthographic or phonetic character or combination of characters indicating a phonetic value different from that given the unmarked or otherwise marked element. A good example is déjà vu.

Gerund: \ ˈjer-ənd, ˈje-rənd \

1: a verbal noun in Latin that expresses generalized or uncompleted action

2any of several linguistic forms analogous to the Latin gerund in languages other than Latin; especially the English verbal noun ending in -ing that has the function of a substantive and at the same time shows the verbal features of tense, voice, and capacity to take adverbial qualifiers and to govern (see govern 4) objects

 

Idiom:  \ ˈi-dē-əm \

1a: the language peculiar to a people or to a district, community, or class: dialect
b: the syntacticalgrammatical, or structural form peculiar to a language
2an expression in the usage of a language that is peculiar to itself either grammatically (such as no, it wasn’t me) or in having a meaning that cannot be derived from the conjoined meanings of its elements (such as ride herd on for “supervise”)
3a style or form of artistic expression that is characteristic of an individual, a period or movement, or a medium or instrument — the modern jazz idiombroadly: mannerstyle a new culinary idiom

 

Infinitive:  \ in-ˈfi-nə-tiv \

a verb form normally identical in English with the first person singular that performs some functions of a noun and at the same time displays some characteristics of a verb, and that is used with to (as in “I asked him to go“) except with auxiliary and various other verbs (as in “no one saw him leave“)

Metaphor: \ ˈme-tə-ˌfȯr also -fər 

1figure of speech in which a word or phrase literally denoting one kind of object or idea is used in place of another to suggest a likeness or analogy between them (as in drowning in money); broadly: figurative language — compare simile
2an object, activity, or idea treated as a metaphor: symbol 2

 

Simile:  \ ˈsi-mə-(ˌ)lē \

1: figure of speech comparing two unlike things.  It is often introduced by like or as (as in cheeks like roses) — compare metaphor.

 

Thank you to Merriam Webster for these definitions (with the pronunciation following each word in bold)

Open Responses

HELLO FELLOW WRITERS! I am tickled to announce the obvious: Writers write! We love an open space, a challenge to play with words and to evoke a reaction from our musings. And so, I throw down this gauntlet and invite you to see what you would respond to these “openings.” I guess you could copy paste this worksheet into your computer and play. Then keep it for yourself, or share, or return it. Whatever makes you happy as a writer, and as a person. Enjoy.

I see an . . . My Response is to Your response is to…?
Open wound. Sew
Open door. Slam
Open eye. Blink
Open sore. Protect
Open mind. Meet
Open flower. Enjoy
Open case. Solve
Open heart. Love
Open womb. Deliver
Open safe. Lock
Open fridge. Stock
Open window. Breathe
Open book. Read
Open club. Join
Open hatch. Dive
Open carton. Drink
Open roof. Patch
Open arms. Hug
Open poppy. Sniff
Open camp. Pitch
Open drawer. Pull
Open end. See
Open fingers. Grab
Open garage. Park
Open hand. Bid
Open index. Seek
Open jaws. Chomp
Open kick. Score
Open lips. Lick
Open mouth. Kiss
Open nose. Blow
Open ocean. Fish
Open parcel. Smile
Open quilt. Stitch
Open racecar. Zoom
Open season. Hunt
Open travel. Hope
Open umbrella. Hunch
Open view. Stare
Open wall. Escape
Open xerox. Copy
Open yard. Play
Open zipper. Pee

Book Launch Photos!

 

What a lovely book launch! I had so much fun, and my friends Dave and Carmel Fleck took great pictures that I’m excited to share with you. The top left —  c’est moi. The second from the top on the left is a photo of my brother Bob and me. Bob flew in from Utah to attend. YAY! The bottom left photo is of my husband, Don and my son Ted with me at the Gatsby Books signing.

My talk on the Challenge and Joy of Finishing was also received well, I think. The photo below is Dave Fleck. Thanks for the photos, Dave!  20170128 (1097)

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Above is a photo of me with my friends Carmel Fleck (l) and Candice Brandt.

FINISH IT!

You: “Who me? Are you talking to me?”

Your conscience: “YES. You. You have started a lot of things. Let’s finish one.”

You: “How?”

Your conscience: “I am SO glad you asked. Take a moment and write down all the reasons you can’t finish. If you need help, I have a short source for you to check out”:

  Challenge and Joy of Finishing

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Whoa! I meant to finish that… 

You: “Wait. That’s not me in the photo!”

Your conscience: “It could be. It’s time to finish your thing — whatever it is before, well, you know.”

You: “That’s not fair! I’m busy.”

Your conscience: “Look through this PDF. We think you will find a few pages that can help you see what you’re afraid of, and how to fix it!”

 

Piano Hands

Looking down, my hands are young.

Little nails. Little fingers.

Skipping on the keys.

Smooth, dainty skin.

I am six.

From farther up I’m looking down at my hands upon the keys.

Bigger reach, longer nails. A little polish

Dancing on the keys.

Taut, youthful skin.

I am sixteen.

Looking down, my hands are shopworn.

They play the music that comes through me.

My fingers waltz on the keys now.

Drying, aging skin.

I am fifty.

My gaze descends to my hands resting on the keys.

As I lift and lower, music emerges,

But alas, my fingers lumber on the keys.

Misshapen knuckles; veins popping blue.

I am seventy.

I look down upon my hands.

My fingers hover and shake,

Taking dry aim at the keys.

Gnarled, twisted, useless hands

I am too old.

They wheel me over. I bend toward the piano.

I hit a few notes with tentative strokes, and

I cry out in frustration. Then I remember.

I remember and I weep for the lovely melodies

That still skip in my heart.

* * * * * *

 I am pushing toward the seventies decade, and I have this lovely video of my son and me playing a duet! This is one melody that will skip in my heart for a long time. 

Note: The poem appeared in the California Writers Club 100th Anniversary Anthology called West Winds Centennial, published in 2010. The California Writers Club is a 501 (c)3 organization that was founded in 1909(!) by honorary members Jack London, George Sterling, Joaquin Miller and Ina Coolbrith.

 

I Wish You Enough

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I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.


I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.


I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.

I wish you enough pain so even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.


I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.


I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

Note: this poem and others can be found  in my book on Amazon Giving My Self to the Wind.

Also from the publisher Outskirts Press if you’re not an Amazon fan. Goodreads, too!

Give Your Self to the Wind

. . . AND RECEIVE THE GIFT OF LOVE

How do you give your self (it’s two words, on purpose) to the wind? Finish your stuff, I tell yoDandelion_20windu. And be willing to be vulnerable! When you finish, though, you are very likely to fail. In fact, you can really suck! Your art, your book, your music, your crocheted or knitted piece, or even your book report for school, if you’re still in school — can really be awful. But, finishing it is important. We could fail. We can get an “F” or we can have no one buy our art, our book or our music. That’s okay.

We hate to fail!

No one likes to fail. We don’t want to be failures. People like winners. True. No one wants to be the last one in the race. Few people want to come in fourth at the Olympics. They don’t get a medal. But what they did get was experiencing the Olympics! How good must they be to make it through all the competitions and trials to get to the Olympics in the first place?

Failing and being a failure are two different things, however. Failing is a temporary thing. In fact, failing a bunch of times is how you eventually get better.

Failing is learning. “Oh! How interesting! That didn’t work. I’ll try something else.”

Failing is helping other people learn. “Wow. Look what they tried! Let’s see if we can do it better or differently.”

Failing is winning the game of perseverance. Gaining strength. Experiencing grit. Knowing how golly gosh darn badly you want something.

Failing is a gift.

Unfortunately, failing multiple times can keep some of us from finishing. We grow tired of the skinned knees, the broken airplanes (Wright Brothers), the cotton gin that breaks (Eli Whitney) and the telephone that doesn’t ring (Alexander Graham Bell). We give up. We will not finish that book. We will never hear the musical piece. We leave our sculpture in a heap of rocks and rubble, and we will punch a hole in the painting. No one will ever experience your novel, your Mona Lisa, your Nutcracker Suite, your David statue, or maybe your computer application.

So you are not John Steinbeck or Leonardo da Vinci? You are not Tchaikovsky or Michelangelo? Did they think they were when they created their works? How would they know in the beginning if they did not finish anything?

Every one of the artists you know didn’t know they were any good when they started. John Steinbeck was rejected dozens of times. Starving artists starve for a reason. Are they failures?

Here’s the deal. These creatives are failures if they measure success by money and fame. Many of the famous artists never saw fame or fortune while they were alive, so they did not think they were any good!

Fail. Fail often. Keep writing, painting, making music, sculpting, and inventing. Give your self your work and your you-ness to the wind… and receive the gift of love.