When it comes to shoes and boots, I’m not so much conservative as
practical. I try on the funky and fun ones, then always end up going for the sturdy and basic. After all, they will match more clothes and
fit the maximum occasions.
At any rate, I had to
buy boots last weekend. As I sat there
with a pile of funky and practical boots all around me, I opened my mouth to tell the saleswoman what I’d decided and she said, “OMG,
you’re going to buy the boring ones, aren’t you?”
“How do you know?”
“Because you always chicken out.” She waved her hand at a
pair of really cool sandals I’d been eying and said I might get for spring.
“You’ll never buy those either . . . unless you break down and get the boots you really want right now.”
I sighed, then asked to try on a pair of boots I hadn’t even
dared to ask her to get off the shelf.
I now am wearing my wonderful, funky and fun Ariat boots
with leopard bottoms, red tops, fake fur and touches of patent leather.
They fit like a dream. They have tough soles, which are
great in snow. They aren’t warm, but
that wasn’t what I needed.
So how do my new boots connect to writing and critique partners?
To me a great critique partner (and especially a first
reader) is like that saleswoman. They are writing partners and trusted friends who
don’t let me settle for the same old thing. They are someone who detects my weakness, calls me on them and pushes me to take risks and go for my dream.
I guess--as I move toward the third draft of Red Bandana and
am soon to return to working on Moonhill-- I’m feeling totally grateful for my
writing friends who have risked offending or angering me, who give me the honest critiques and
shoves that have gotten me as far as I’ve come.
So, what risks have you taken lately in life or writing?