I’ve been writing one book in particular since about 2014. First, it served as my MFA Nonfiction thesis. When it was accepted by the committee, I chose to embargo its academic publication. I wanted to give this little book a chance to be published before it became fodder for future academics and scholars. But the question of who would publish it grew tough. Who would read a story about a woman in the early twentieth century who becomes a medium for interesting voices, through automatic writing? A woman who, unlike Sarah Winchester, did not become famous. And unlike Jane Roberts or Sylvia Browne, did not publish her writings for a commercial audience. My book seemed to be too much of a family story to be literature, but too lyrical to be a straight-up biography. While I hunted for publishers and agents, the entire book had to be overhauled anyway – the academic tones rinsed out, and new transitions inserted. Pieces I loved all the way to the last draft had to be ruthlessly axed, while other items from an early draft marched back in. From 2017 through early 2020, I alternately cast it down and took it back up. I hated myself when I wasn’t writing, a common writer trait. I began to bargain with my Higher Power. ‘Show me what to do,” I demanded. “Make it really obvious!” The first break in the mist was an email from my uncle, saying he’d help me publish the book for the family. I began to realize that this was an offer of real freedom – I would not have to change the book to fit the agenda or category for an agent or a publisher. Then the pandemic arrived, changing my daily routines -- no more commute, no movies, no restaurants, no gatherings. Many people talk about how they are cleaning their closets and gardening during this COVID era. I don’t have a garden and in 2020, most of my worldly goods were in storage. So I came back to the book. I kept coming back until one day, it felt done. Then a good friend decided to self-publish using an online behemoth you all know – and she told me how easy and straightforward the process was. She was right! Within two weeks I had a cover design, a formatted interior and an ISBN number. Thanks to my uncle, I was able to order about 50 copies of that little book and gift them to family members. Sending all these good people a book that I wrote about channeling spirits through automatic writing was a bit like going to a big reunion and taking my clothes off. I wanted to go into hiding for a few months until I felt safe again. But I finished the book, and I made it the very best I could. The response has been warm and positive. Writing the book grew me as a writer and as a historian, and as a member of my communities. And I am pleased to realize that, whatever good readers can find in it, by bringing their own spacious minds to interact with the page, that is a little bit of good that would not otherwise have existed in the world. That scrap of good is my legacy. Helen and the Masters: A Portrait of a California Mystic is available as a paperback on Amazon.
Shelley van Loben Sels-Griffee
7/15/2020 07:46:17 pm
Congratulations! I am so pleased for you and so excited for me to read it!
Lisa Francesca
7/16/2020 04:16:58 pm
I really appreciate your encouragement, Aunt Shelley!!
Erica Fairfield
7/31/2020 08:11:18 am
So excited for you. What a wonderful journey and release!
Lisa Francesca
7/31/2020 08:16:08 am
Thank you, Erica! Release is just the right word! 8/1/2020 08:49:39 am
Hi Lisa, I want to let you know that you have a new admirer here. Sharon introduced your thesis proposal to me as an example - yes, I am in MFA and just began the process of writing my own book, starting with a thesis proposal like you did years ago.
Lisa Francesca
8/3/2020 10:58:07 am
Ching Ching, I would love to meet you. Let's have Sharon introduce us! Thank you for your very kind words. Stay well!
Trella
8/2/2020 05:13:37 pm
Wonderful!!!!!!! 8/3/2020 10:58:56 am
Trella, your comments on the manuscript inspired me to keep going :-) Comments are closed.
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