Summer Baseball Movies: America’s Passtime on film (and they could improve your writing, too)
My family loves baseball. Well, hubby and I do. That’s a big part of why we ended up together. He used to catch for me when I wanted extra practice and couldn’t meet up with one of my team catchers. And trust me, catching for any pitcher at our level was not for the faint of heart. He was the sexiest thing I’d ever laid eyes on back there behind the plate with his mask on. Yummmm… Could handle anything I could dish out (I’m fanning myself just thinking about it). Half my team was in love with him, plus he came to every game, even away tournaments to support me. And that’s before we even got engaged. Sigh. Is that romantic or what? Just wait until you hear how he proposed (later post).
Now that we’re married with kids, we’re slowly brainwashing our two boys into thinking baseball is the best sport ever. Even if they don’t see it quite yet, I know they’ll come around.
I love ball. I love watching it, I love playing it (just the odd slo-pitch game now) and I love coaching it. Long, hot summer days bring back a million memories for me, having spent countless hours sweating away at practices and tournaments all over North America. The earthy scent of freshly cut grass and the tang of sunscreen instantly transports me back to my ball-playing days (I feel so old saying that!). It makes me think of all the friends I’ve made from the sport I love. I even got an amazing sister-in-law out of the deal (waving madly to Kara!). I feel truly blessed at the ways softball has enriched my life.
It’s no surprise that I have my favorite baseball movies, like Bull Durham (all-time fave, especially when Crash tells the batter what pitch is coming to teach his rookie pitcher a lesson. Pitchers can be such head cases :)) and A League of Their Own. I actually met some of the women who played in the All American Baseball League (during and after WWII), at a B.C. Sports Hall of Fame induction dinner. That was back in 1993. Man, does time fly or what?
A lot of bad memories from that year, the worst one being from the end of the season. It took two gruelling years of tryouts to make that team (including several fast-pitch equivalents of Hell Week), but the coaches did choose me for the final roster. I was the starting pitcher for game one, and on the last play of the game I tagged a runner at third base and dislocated my pitching hand ring finger. But hey, at least the runner was out. Injuries hurt less when you get the out. That’s the main thing. We mercied the other team 10-0 and finished in five innings. I got the win and a shut-out in the opening game, but that darned finger…
I didn’t dare say anything to the coaching staff. I’d worked too long and too hard to be sidelined by a stupid injury I was sure I could suffer through. So I clenched my jaw and pulled the finger into place to reduce the dislocation, hoping no one would ever know what had happened. But within a few hours the thing quickly turned purple and blue, and was so swollen I couldn’t move it. Not good. So much for going under the radar. My catcher saw it later that night and tattled on me. I got sent to the medical tent for x-rays and some anti-inflammatories. Long story short? That game was the only action I saw for the tournament. Five whopping innings, after two and a half years of blood and sweat making the squad. I was devastated. We came in third, much to our disappointment. But even though the memories are bittersweet, I wouldn’t trade them. My love of the game was as strong as ever.
Anyway, A League of Their Own always takes me back to that memory because we watched it on the team bus on the way to the Canada Games. Then as I said, I met a few of the actual players at the induction dinner. Hands down one of my favorite movies. Great plot and interesting characters. Tom Hanks’ character reminded me very much of one of my favorite coaches, only my coach wasn’t a drinker. He was every bit as gruff and surly, though. We’re good friends now, but when I played for him he once told me “I’m not here as your friend. If you want a friend, go buy an f—ing dog.” True story. But I digress.
The Rookie‘s also good, a true story about a middle-aged high-school teacher who goes back and tries out for the big leagues, and winds up making it. We watched it the other night, and the scene where Dennis Quaid calls home from a phone booth to tell his young son he’d made the Majors… Well, we’ve seen it a few times, and I always watch my husband’s face when that scene comes along. He didn’t disappoint me. He always gets all choked up at that scene. How can I not love a guy like that?
My eldest loves Field of Dreams (whose author also lives in my town, White Rock), but let’s not forget The Natural , For Love of the Game (also has a great romance plot), or Eight Men Out. Those are my favorites.
Okay, there’s a point to this, I swear. As a writer, watching movies like those are great tools to learn plot, pacing, setting, dialogue and characterization. Since I’ve been writing, I can’t simply watch a movie for pure entertainment anymore. I’m constantly watching to see how the writers and directors pull all the elements of the stories together. Just like when I read a book. I notice sentence construction and seem to pick out word echoes (a little pet peeve that bugs me if an author does it too much in a book). I note how a character speaks and how the pacing is developing, how the story threads are woven and joined together.
See? It’s entertainment and education all at the same time. What more could you want? Next time you’re watching a movie, pay attention to the details of the storytelling craft involved. You’ll be even more impressed.
Still Kickin’
Just a quick post to let everyone know that yes, I’m still alive. Better than that, I’m working on Luke and Emily’s story, and am currently halfway through. I still have some details to figure out to make the plot seamless, but the draft’s coming along nicely.
Have a big trip planned for the fall, if I don’t chicken out before then (involves long flights), but I will post about that later on. I’ve been spending lots of time in the garden, at the beach, and lots of time playing road hockey and baseball in the back yard with the weasels. But to be honest, I’d really rather be on the porch swing with my laptop a few more hours every day.
Hope everyone is having a safe and fun summer.
Happy writing and reading!
RWA and e-pubs
If you are an author published with a small or electronic press, I’m sure by now you’ve read about the uproar regarding RWA president Diane Pershing’s last letter in the RWR. Well known agent and author Deirdre Knight responded to her letter on ESPAN , expressing concern over the poor treatment of and lack of education for RWA members who are with or are considering signing with an e-publisher. Then Ms. Pershing posted a rebuttal. The result? A lot of angry RWA members, who are left wondering whether they should stay in an organization that they feel is not helping them. Or worse, doesn’t even care about them.
Personally, I’m actually a bit confused by all this. The whole reason I found my publisher, The Wild Rose Press, was because in my very first Romance Writer’s Report (the monthly RWA publication sent out to its members) that I received, TWRP was featured in itsIn the Spotlight column. I submitted to them because of that article, because edtior-in-chief Rhonda Penders stressed that her company was a “kinder, gentler publisher” that gave personalized rejection letters. Sounded good to me, since that’s a heck of a lot more than you’ll get from most agents and publishers. Because TWRP was featured in the magazine and posted on the RWA website as being a recognized non-vanity, non-subsidy publisher in good standing with them, I accepted my first contract (after canvasing a few TWRP authors) and felt good about it. It wasn’t until later that I became aware of a general feeling of exclusion by the e-pubbed community within RWA circles.
I had trouble understanding how this could be. If TWRP was important/worthy enough to garner a slot in RWA’s magazine, and if RWA was happy to advertise for it and other e-pubs in its publication, then I couldn’t understand why authors who have gone this route are being made to feel like outcasts, even though they pay the same dues and work just as hard as print authors. Most, if not all authors would love a contract with a big NY print publisher, but it’s just not going to happen, especially in this economy. Companies are cutting back and printing fewer books, and are certainly less likely to take a risk on an unknown author. So how do you become a known author to make yourself more attractive to a NY house? You have to publish something, don’t you?
Isn’t it better for an author to publish the books that they’ve slaved over, rather than leave them in their hard drive and never making any money from them? To me, earning even a little money and gaining a readership is a far more attractive alternative. And, in the long run, those books or stories you’ve published will provide a backlist for future sales if and when you do break into the NY market.
Bottom line? E-publishing is a growing trend, and while it won’t make print books obsolete, it can’t be ignored, either. Harlequin is on board with e-book technology, and most other big traditional publishers are likewise offering their books in digital format in addition to print. Why? Readers can download a book in seconds from their computer at home, on the couch, at two in the morning if they want to. Talk about instant gratification. No need to drive to the bookstore if you don’t feel like it, and no waiting for Amazon to ship the book to your door. Poof, it’s there on your hard drive. Digital versions are cheaper than print, can be enjoyed on a computer or electronic reader (Sony’s, for example), and they’re environmentally friendly because there’s no paper.
In short, rather than alientaing its e-pubbed members, I wish RWA would do more to educate its membership about the pros and cons of signing with an e-publisher. Tell us which are reputable, and which to stay away from. Tell us which are turning out good product and which are publishing work that should never have been contracted. Tell us what we can expect from an e-publisher versus a print publisher. To me, that would be invaluable information for a new author trying to figure out how to navigate thier way through the publishing labrynth.
If the total RWA membership stands at 10,000 or so and only a minority of that is published, I’m willing to bet the majority of the published group is either with a small press or e-pub. Why? There are simply not enough opportunities for every aspiring author to find a place in a NY publishing house. That’s just the way it is.
E-publishing is a simply a different route to take in an authors’s dream to become published. For some it’s a stepping stone to a bigger deal with a print publisher, and for others it’s a place to submit stories that are unconventional or not within a current trend in the marketplace. Good e-publishers provide editing, cover art and promotion for their authors, and they pay their royalties on time. My publisher does all those things for its authors, and what I love most is that all of the staff, even the editor-in-chief, are available to me via email. If I have a concern, I can shoot off an email and get an answer within 24 hours. How many print publishers can say that?
Maybe I will break into the print market one day, but if I do, I’ll have TWRP to thank for giving me the platform to spring from, and I’m grateful that they took a chance on an unknown author like I was.
What are your favorite series?
As a writer, I think penning a series is so much easier than inventing a brand new set of characters for each book. As a reader, I love getting to know the characters and then being able to find out what happens to the same cast in later books. Some of my favorites are Suzanne Brockmann’s Navy SEAL series, and JR Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood series. I still can’t believe how Ward sucked me in so deep into her world, but she did, and it just goes to show the power a good author has over their readers. I hope to be able to do the same someday!
My romantic suspense series with The Wild Rose Press features the same cast of characters, and their stories span five books. Having started the fifth and final book, I’m already kind of sad because these characters have been with me for a few years now and I’m not certain I’m ready to say goodbye! Must be the equivalent of author empty nest syndrome or something. I’ve got another series in mind (my Night Stalker series, which I’ve mentioned before), but the characters aren’t as clear to me yet.
What are your thoughts about series? Have you ever read part of a series and then rushed out to buy all the other books because you couldn’t wait to see what happened in the others? Or buy any book that a particular author has written because you just know it’ll be good? Like books by Linda Howard, Karen Robards, or Diana Gabaldon in my case, along with the authors mentioned above.
Tell me some of your favorite series and why they earned that coveted distinction.
Happy reading!
Kaylea 🙂