
Officially we are: A convivial group of writers, readers and critics supporting each others' work. A communal bulletin board to post links to your writing, share news, gossip, rants and triumphs.
Often we are misunderstood. We have been called 'Point Floozies', 'Snobby and elitist', and 'Delusional' to name a few of the more popular.
There are times when we jump to each others defense, much like a protective family(or mob).
So what does it mean to be a Wombat?
'Those who ask cannot know. Those who know cannot tell.' ~Queen Lisa~
I've always been fond of that quote. Somewhere it was decided if we didn't want to go the way of the Templars and Freemasons we needed to be more open.
The notion that history will portray us as a secretive, conspiratorial group of writers bent on dominating the world fits my twisted sense of humor. "The sentence structure, active voice, and overall quality of the piece tells us this was written by a member of the infamous Writin' Wombats."
My writing skills have improved ten fold since joining this group. The occasional 'Geek' posts advance my understanding of the world at large. Any opportunity to learn is a gift.
There are so many facets to this group it is difficult to put a finger on just what it is that makes us what we are. I encourage you to try, and extrapolate with your favorite, least favorite part of being a wombat.
A blessed Pass Over and Easter weekend.


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My favorite part of being a Wombat: The cheer, understanding, and support. It makes me all warm and fuzzy like, well, a Wombat I guess.
My least favorite part: When I disagree with views expressed in the threads. Usually, I find this is a good time to keep my yap shut. Or, stuff my yap with pie or cake. Easter Candy works too.
Plus we usually have chocolate.
Plus there's still chocolate.
Since Pat shared hers, here's my one sentence pitch for my novel Sweet Interference:
Thirty-two year old veterinarian, Jacy Parker, never senses a storm will follow winning a hundred thousand dollars at a miniature golf course designed around a Noah’s Ark theme, but when a mischievous eleven-year-old’s actions cause bad forutne to rain down on her it takes a bashful apple farmer and a handsome celebrity to finally cast a rainbow.
Too corny?
What I like about being a wombat is that I am absolutely, purely, a wombat baby. I am the writer the wombat collective birthed. Without them, I would have left Gather long ago, or fallen in with bad company, but I most assuredly would never, ever have written a single word. They took a lump of uneducated coal, and keep honing and chipping away and polishing me. Every one of them is generous with their knowledge, honest with their critique, and unfailing in their support and sympathy.
I agree that being a wombat can be a distraction. Ad mentioned, sometimes a distraction is exactly what is needed. They dust you off and bandage up the boo-boos, but never let you wallow. Then they give you chocolate or a Manhattan or a swift kick in the pants, whatever is called for.
The bad: Talks about tree sperm. The occasional argument.
The ugly: Jill killed her egg. Poor egg.
Yesterday, I spent a lot of time working on pitches, of the one sentence and three sentence variety.
Here is my current thought on the one sentence pitch for Growing Up Single: "Coming of age meets romantic adventure when Jack Riley embarks upon a journey of self-discovery that takes him far from his small town roots."
The three sentence version looks like this: "Coming of age meets romantic adventure when Jack Riley embarks upon a journey of self-discovery that takes him far from his small town roots. The road from Sixties rock and roller to Eighties software guru is a bumpy one and it’s easy to lose your way. Over the years, several enchanting women coax Jack to leave the single life, but is he ready to resist the lures of temptation alley and pursue love with the woman of his dreams?"
Jill, I think you crammed as much info in your one sentence pitch as I did with my three. I assume you'll fix the typo. You can also skip the commas before and after Jacy Parker, though I'll let Beth, our comma queen, confirm that.
A recent No Whine session on queries raised what I thought was the essential point: you want to tell just enough to get the agent / editor to actually read the book. My one sentence blurb goes the high concept route and the three sentence version colors in more detail, but still steers away from the tendency I've had to start laying out the plot, which I find doesn't work really well.
Amazon ranked
On Twitter, use #amazonfail
Why are we talking about pitches to begin with? Several wombats brought us links for various pitch contests, and Pat, for one, has already parlayed that into a request for a full. The typical writer here prefers to write more at length than the pitch allows, but distilling our beauties into a few sentences is part of the fine art of marketing, without which it's very difficult to get a book published.
What I like most about the group is the shared devotion to writing coupled with a genuine camaraderie which enables us to push each other to new heights in a friendly environment. Even better, we've gotten to know each other personally -- including numerous face to face wombat meets -- which has encouraged us to share more and be constructively transparent in our critiques. It still stings when feedback tells us we have more work to do on our manuscripts, but the points are so much easier to take when delivered in a friendly way and by people whose talents you've grown to respect.
I've only had a few experiences as an adult where I felt a true sense of bonding with a peer group and the Writin' Wombats is the most recent and deepest example of that rare phenomenon for me.
re: Amazon. Uh. Oh. What brilliant mind (insert heavy sarcasm here) came up with that one?
correction, Pat. Smart Bitches will be on MY blog (and that includes all you smart ladies here, I'm hoping!) Tuesday.
Pat, your one sentence pitch is a fine example of the high concept approach, though you quickly drag in into the gutter, which is, of course, half the appeal.
"Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got. ?
Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot. ??
Wouldn't you like to get away? ??
Sometimes you want to go ??
Where everybody knows your name, ?
and they're always glad you came. "
Oh yeah, and there's writing, encouragement, writing, tutoring, writing ... and chocolate.
If you haven't been there yet, you need to go there to read about the latest vendetta where the hottest thing in shoe leather takes on the best selling authors in the world of romance, to check out Pat's pitch and, last but not least, to take in fine points on the topic of tree sex. Licentious, but required reading.
All those night when you've got no lights, ?
The check is in the mail; ?
And your little angel ?
Hung the cat up by it's tail; ?
And your third fiance didn't show;
Chorus
Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee's dead; ?
The morning's looking bright;
?And your shrink ran off to Europe, ?
And didn't even write; ?
And your husband wants to be a girl;
Be glad there's one place in the world ?
Where everybody knows your name, ?
And they're always glad you came; ?
You want to go where people know, ?
People are all the same; ?
You want to go where everybody knows your name.
How about a candidate for an alternate tagline?
Writin' Wombats care about good writing. If you don't, you suck.
And James, et. al., thank you for liking my pitch. I can recite it in my sleep now. And it began as a throwaway joke line right here on a wombat thread.
Oops, Just a glitch?
Ken, yep, it's okay to disagree here (and people do), but most of the arguments are disagreements about ideas, not personal attacks. People who indulge in the latter have worn out their welcome here fast.
Is that REALLY the rest of the Cheers song, John? Or did you make it up? Interesting lyrics.
Jamie you should send me the first in your series.. to make sure the odd words and stuff get caught. Yeah, that's the ticket. smile.
Amazon looks to be back peddling. Poor customer service rep who made the comment.. they aren't going to be nice to CS over that.. even if it was true. tisk, tisk.
I'm beat. Dinner went well, even if the turkey took longer to cook than I thought it would.
Early to bed for this one. Goodnight Neverland
Cool picture, mademoiselle.
I can't down load Steel Waters, for whatever reason. I've tried everything. I can down load it but can't save it. If I can't save it then I can't use it on my gather announcement of upcoming guests. Would you please download it to gather? I can go to your pics and right click and save it to my computer pics.
Yeah, I've been following the #amazonfail. There's a petition going around, did you guys see it? Really outrageous behavior by Amazon. They are also delisting all kinds of titles that deal with homosexuality - including national book award winning non-fiction titles about things like, gays in the military. On top of being idiotic censorship, it's also blatant homophobia. Things like that bug me.
Really glad to see that they are backing down. I have literally spent thousands and thousands of dollars at Amazon - in my old job, I bought books from them and we are talking about a lot of books - like 10K a year at least. I signed the petition and told them to look up my name and I wouldn't be buying another thing from them if they continued with this.
HA HA!
Hola Wendy . . .
For those who haven't filed yet (and even for those who have), this article will lighten the load:
The New Friendly IR_, Daylight Savings, and Form 1040
We are a well-rounded group, caring about our mutual love... writing. But we also care about each other and that is so valuable. I can hardly wait until I am able to meet up with so many of the 'bats.
Hope that happens one day, cause I love ya all.
Another hope, that my muse will quit pouting just because I had surgery and come back to help me out. I'm feeling the need to sprout new ideas... must be Spring Fever!
Hey, everyone, I have an interview up at http://pbdiva.wordpress.com/
The promo machine is leaving the station. Any and all passengers will be appreciated.
Getting ready to leave for RT on Sunday. Steph and I are driving down and spending time with a chaptermate who upped and moved to the sunny state - in her gorgous mansion, I mean, house. (uh, huh.) I'm going to try to blog like I did last year from the convention.
Right now I'm off to write - with kids and my sister's kids here. Should be interesting.
In the gracious words of Lady Judith, I got nothin'.
I like the Cheers theme too. I think that should be our official motto song (is that like an alma mater song? I'm getting brain dead from using up all my words in my stories.)
Wombats - people who, when you get together face-to-face for the first time, pick up a conversation as if you never stopped having one, and taking a while to realize that you haven't met them face-to-face before.
And for those who read my post about the newest shark to show up in Catch of a Lifetime, guess what's playing in my computer right now? "Can't Touch This." Laughing to myself now...
Cheryl Brooks, author of The Cat Star Chronicles, today's guest Over Coffee
FORGETFULNESS
And Wednesday will be our own Ken. :-)
I did grade about 250 papers this morning. Okay, that's an exageration. It was more like 120, but still. A LOT. And the vast majority were essay questions. I think that's what has the muse over-excited. Grading papers is sooo boring and requires so little thought that other parts of my brain start spazzing out. I'm giving tests in every class today, so with no lectures (except maybe 30 minutes during my night class), I need something to occupy my mind. I'm done grading papers. Now what?
Oh and I'm dissecting the male and female reproductive systems in my two labs, so that should silence my muse. That's not for another hour though. sigh.....
I'm SUPER hyper today too. Not sure what the deal is.
Someone give me a sedative or something.
Judi, nice interview. The publicity machine is indeed rolling.
Sia, Amazon has had a few snafus in the last year or so. They've been so sure-footed for many years, so this is surprising, but they are getting bigger and more dominant in publishing. The newer folks at Amazon may not be as tuned in to the "customer first" ethos which brought the company its success in the first place.
Jamie - can't you write down the scenes in longhand while the students are taking their tests? Not ideal, but at least that way you won't lose the momentum. (It might be that lamp - you might have to dial down the sunshine! which sounds so wrong for so many reasons.)
The best thing about being a Wombat? Being surrounded by knowledge of all kinds.
The worst thing? Spending too much time here, although I've not been guilty of that, lately.
Mike - SNORT!
Our 2nd Anniversary is coming up isn't it? Hmm.
I got up this morning thinking it would be a normal Monday. Logged off of here and DH appeared. His neck is very stiff and he stayed home. Five minutes later I hear DD's car. She was here, with PP, to do her taxes. Wheeee! All before 9am. Don't these people know I'm a lady of leisure?
Off with me.
Wendy, all before 9? There goes your leisure time...
Judi, ah the joys of networking. But, it's a fine line with links. Necessary but you don't want to over do it either. That's why I'm trying to do an article invitation thing rather than use email on gather.
James, Amazon will learn or not, :-). Yah it's a gray chilly day here too. Blah. Better than snow.
Lisa, love your icon. I get around to changing mine eventually. 2 year anniversary? Sheesh. Already?
I don't write fiction at work. It makes me feel like a bad employee. It's bad enough that I check gather from work. I do have an hour right now at home for dinner. Maybe I'll write.
Watch it here.
And I don't even like Andrew Lloyd Webber.
Jamie, you're looking rather mysterious/secretive in your new icon. An enigma.
So, how are all our ABNA semi-finalists holding up? Big day's this week, isn't it? One thing I noticed with writing contests is it always seems sooooo long between the time you enter and the time winner(s) are announced, by the time it's announced its somewhat anti-climatic and you don't really care so much any more. Have you all reached "I don't care" mode?
I'm off to teach my next class. Will someone just shoot me and put me out of my misery? Nothing permanent, just a wound that will get me out of work for a week or so. Chant a "4 more weeks" mantra at me or something. I'm totally burnt out on these night classes. Completely, totally, utterly burnt out on teaching night classes. I wanna go back home. :-( *pout
I think I sorta look like a fortune teller. What do you think Sherrie? Should I add a crystal ball to my icon? I promise not to read anyone's butt crack.
What an appropriate song to sing; one she could sing from the heart. About dreams and how life can crush them. thank you Lisa, that was a treat.
I also loved the expressions on the judges faces as they realized just what they had there. Priceless. She had to know what she was facing with those three, not known for their kindness.
About Amazon, I'm ready for the next phase one way or another. If I'm cut, I'll cry and move on. If I'm not cut, I'll obsess for another month. It seems like FOREVER since I entered this thing, which of course, it was.
It's been really interesting reading the excerpts though!
Lisa--That Briton's Got Talent clip is excellent. My daughter showed it to me yesterday.
Good luck to our ABNA finalists!
As it turned out he played pretty good. Yes, it was indeed Yitzak Perlman.
"No"
"That is Jerry G"
"Who?"
"Jerry G. He is the best trumpet player in the school."
I was not impressed. Until I heard him play. For a few minutes, I even doubted my own budding sexuality. He didnt play the trumpet, he made the trumpet sing to you. You specifically. Yes he became famous.
I've often wondered if a person facing tragedies or problems in their lives doesn't find another way to let the joy of their spirit fly?
I like stories that inspire. Susan Boyle spoke the simple truth when asked what she thought had kept her from success, she'd never had the opportunity. She just about moved those judges to tears and she kept her word, she rocked that audience.
I have said some of this here before. We are all ordinary people, leading regular lives. We have jobs, or are looking for them, we have families, we have obligations, and we even have some quirks. (not me, of course). But, we are special. Because we write. We love writing, and we do it well. This makes us magical, and special. We dont write "thanks for sharing". We use wit, puns, jokes, dialog, deep descriptions. We don’t hold back, we give. And the result of all this giving has been the creation of a real community. And the magic of our writing allows us to see each other in ways that are rare and special.
Who here cannot fully see Pat's office, complete with the Colonel, the Diva etc. When Beth writes about going home after a long day, I am there with her, I can hear the whisper of the door as it closes. All of us are there in the classroom with Jamie, appreciating her passionate words of learning, knowing that while she is lecturing, much more exotic, and erotic story lines are swirling in her mind. Each of us has run, exhausted, behind Judi, as she careens through her days of meetings, blogs, child care and networking. We all know James' family, and Sia's family, and their good news is our good news, their hassles are our hassles. We cant wait to see “Geek alert” from Dale, because we know we will learn something that others have tried, but failed to teach us. And of course, Mike, always the man of surprises, from lovely and silly poems to the most astute observations on the net. Ill bet, like me, many of you have quoted these guys to your friends to explain a bunch of stuff. Every Wombat comment is pure, clean and fresh. Ken uses the language like a surgeon, expressing ideas, emotions and views with an economy and elegance that are hard to find. Beaker, I am sure is a professional comedy writer. I have never spoken to her, or heard her voice, nor Sherrie’s, but I can hear them when I read their comments. Beaker’s lower and drier, and Sherrie’s with a bit of a tremolo. Their words, on the screen, are pure delight, and they sing with pleasure. I have never met Wendy, but I can imagine her blank stare, I can see her grin, and I totally hear her voice as she talks to her pixie princess. I have met Jill, but I know her more through what she says and how she says it here, than I do from our one conversation at dinner. We know that Vivian will grace us with her presense when she can, we can feel the depths of scholarship that she is delving into. And even when our wonderful queen, Lisa, says shes “got nuthin”, she tells us in a way that we know she really has everything. We are cheering for Wanda, and encircling her in our magic circle, delighting in her delight at being here. We know that John is a major figure in Gather, his humor is at the professional level, and his online presence is enormous. But he has not abandoned us. He continues to spice our threads with his sharp, but loving and graceful words. We all know from John, that the best humor is the expression of the wonder of humanity. And June, if you are reading this, you know how much we love you and care for you, and how much we treasure those times when you can share your shining soul with us.
We are still getting know Atlantis and Dana S. but we already know a great deal about them. They write, they care, they are good people.
What I have been trying to say is that we know each other. We even know our alter egos, like Abby or Lady Elena. We know each others life stories, and our made up stories. We have read each other’s books, those that have been published (I have read Gina’s, Dana’s, and Ken’s and expect to read Pat B’s and Judi’s shortly) , and those still in manuscript. Some of us have played major roles in each other work.
So, what do I love about the Wombats? That’s easy. The Wombats. Each and every one of you. What is the down side of the Wombats? Also easy. There isn’t any.
LOL. Sorry, I just had to say that.
I was going to say more, but I think not now.
Oh, and the Amazon brouhaha is being blamed on a coder in France who mixed up the meanings of adult, porn, erotica and sexuality. There's also a theory that this was a targeted attack by an organized fundamentalist group, especially given that this has quietly been happening since February (kinda like a test attack). Amazon would likely be shy about admitting they were vulnerable to that kind of thing.
Hello to one and all. Long day and I need some rest. Oh, and another birthday present arrived today. One of those Shiatsu massager things that attaches to your chair (the good kind, that rolls up and down your entire back). I may never leave my chair.
A perfect response. Which also makes my point. Wombats Rock. Sevenfold. Or whatever that group is that Jamie seems to like so much.
TSR is falling like a rock on Authonomy. Oh well. I never figured out why it went up so far in the first place. Maybe not spending much time over there lately has something to do with it. The quality of comments I'm getting seem to be declining, and I really would prefer to be writing, though there are several wonderful stories over there, including a wonderful story about a couple of accidental time-travelers, one of whom falls in love with the designer of the Titanic and tries to stop his death in the disaster. I don't have the link handy, but it's on my blog. http://dalecoz.livejournal.com/
I'll be out of touch much of the time between Thursday and Sunday. I'm going to a writing seminar sponsored by Donald Maass in Oakbrook (near Chicago). He is an agent and author of Writing The Breakout Novel. I don't know how good it will be, but the book seems pretty solid. Hopefully the seminar will be too.
Sy: Sorry I haven't issued many geek alerts lately. Maybe I'll get one in tonight.
Significance: If the West Antarctic ice sheet collapses, sea levels go up around 30 feet (from old and possibly faulty memory) That would mean that us folks out in 'flyover country' would get inundated with refugee New Yorkers and other East Coast types looking for refuge from the waters. Global temperature are supposedly going to rise enough to destabilize the sheet by 2100 if you believe the projections.
Much of western Antarctic is actually below sea level, so if it lost the ice sheet it would be a group of islands, which would be kind of cool (actually very cool). Apparently back in the Pliocene at least part of the area was ice free for 200,000 years. It would have been cool to be able to watch life recolonize those islands when the ice left--and kind of depressing to see it die out as ice retook them.