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I was interviewed in “The Limelight,” Suite101.com’s blog, by associate editor Lima Al-Azzeh. Mostly, we talk about managing a long-term writing career, networking, and a little bit about long-distance hiking, which has been the subject of many of my books and articles.

I’ve also set up a Facebook business page for my writing, focusing on travel, ecotourism, the outdoors, backpacking, and adventure. I’m posting links to new articles there — both by me, and by other writers and public relations sources — as well as little tips and things I’m learning along the way.  I promise:  No more than a few posts a week, max. Please visit Karen Berger Writer, and click on “like,” and you’ll get the updates.

I’m late with this announcement. I’m late with everything. This has been a crazy busy year: David and I each wrote two books, taught about 25 students a piece, a, while he taught up to seven college classes, and I went abroad at least half a dozen times.

But I’m pleased to announce that The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Teaching Music on Your Own is out.

Whatever your instrument: if you are teaching independently, there’s probably something in this book to help ease the way. I relied not only on my experience, but canvassed hundreds of other music teachers, and included their input, as well.

The book covers business issues (getting started, pricing, marketing, studio policies, late fees), student relations (everything from practice skills to working with different age levels), teaching resources, and problem solving.

Passing along the following press release:

Award-winning filmmakers and creative professionals, The Jermanok Brothers, are excited to present their three-hour workshop for all actors, writers, directors, singers, comedians, musicians and artists in Boston. Called The Real Scoop: How to Make a Living Creatively, the workshop is a bottom line, pragmatic approach to everything one needs to know to make a living creatively. This insider experience could save one many, many years. And put you on the road to building a genuine creative career….with a serious dose of motivation.

Two three-hour seminars will take place on March 20th at Harvard. The first from 10-1 is for all actors, comedians, musicians, artists, and other performers. The second from 2-5 is best suited for writers, directors, producers, and filmmakers. Using their real-life experiences, The Jermanok Brothers will cover how to distinguish yourself from the rest of the pack, whether leaving your hometown is necessary, the art of schmoozing, why learning the business side of your craft is important, how to pay the rent while pursuing your dream, and using your life history as a networking strength.

Jim Jermanok draws from his current experience as an active filmmaker, and from his prior professional background as an agent for a decade at America’s biggest talent agency, International Creative Management. While at ICM for eight years, he represented and nurtured the careers of Alan Arkin, Helen Hayes, Burt Lancaster, Shirley MacLaine, Arthur Miller, Dudley Moore, Harry Reasoner, Andy Rooney, and Henry Winkler, among others. Jim will be joined by his brother, Steve, who spent the past 20 years self-employed as a working screenwriter, journalist, and author. He’s written more than 1000 articles, from art to adventure, working as a columnist at National Geographic Adventure, contributing editor at Budget Travel Magazine, and guest editor on the annual travel and art issues for Boston Globe Magazine. Together, The Jermanok Brothers wrote & produced the acclaimed romantic comedy, “Passionada” (Seymour Cassel, Jason Isaacs, Theresa Russell, Emmy Rossum) which was released in over 100 cities nationwide by Samuel Goldwyn Films.

For more:  www.howtomakealivingcreatively.com

Funnily enough, or perhaps it’s inevitable, of all the articles (156 at this writing) I’ve published on Suite 101, the one that is getting the most number of hits on the day of its launch isn’t about hiking or music, where I have lots of readers, but, funnily enough, marketing. Viral marketing, to be precise.

Well, yes, as a 20-plus year veteran of self-employment, I know a thing or two about marketing. But for this article, I relied not on my experience, but on the example of an unlikely mentor:  one Ludwig van Beethoven who may be responsible for the longest-running viral marketing campaign in history (unless, I guess, you count the Bible.  But let’s not go there…).

Beethoven is the composer of Fur Elise, a piece of music that every piano teacher views with equal parts dread and, well, dread.  For some reason, this student swan song, appeals to children who aren’t quite old enough to play it.  It occurred to me that this was the epitome of viral marketing. What is it about this piece of music? What did Beethoven know that would  keep this song chugging for 200 years? ‘Cause believe me, it isn’t piano teachers. Most of us would heave a sigh of relief if we never heard it again. And don’t even start me on those bastardized  ‘easy’ versions.

Anyway, it was fun to work on an article that drew two totally different subjects together.  My sister would point out that using Beethoven to write about viral marketing makes me a nerd, but I think it’s kind of cool. She’d say that makes me a nerd, too.

So what DOES Beethoven know about viral marketing? Whatever it is, it’s also helping to make my little article chug to the top of my stats page… even the BBC has linked to it (my sister would not find that cool, either.)

Read it here: Viral Marketing Lessons from Beethoven. And feel free to add your own theories.

Some people collect stamps. I collect musical instruments I can’t play, the more exotic the better.

In real life, I don’t like shopping. I can go months telling myself I don’t need a new pair of shoes, just to avoid the agony of trying to find a pair of size 11s that don’t hurt my feet. (And then, thank God, it’s flip flop season, and I can put off worrying about it). I detest trying on clothes. And I would starve if David didn’t do the grocery shopping.

But put me in different country, and I become a credit-card crazed shopaholic. Who knew I NEEDED that French witch (not watch; witch); the Italian oil-and-vinegar dispenser, the wooden replica of a Swahili dhow, a hand-carved coffee-table (get THAT home from Africa), or the endless assortment of colorful fabrics that mostly sit folded in a drawer somewhere. In Tahiti, black pearls seriously threatened my retirement savings. 

Not to mention musical instruments: I have drums from Uganda, Belize, and South Africa, along with instruments I can’t play, or, really,  even spell.

On a recent trip to Egypt, I brought home a small Nubian string instrument string that the vendor told me was called something like a ”‘sensemill”? That’s what it sounded like (after I repeated it several times).  To remember it, I equated it with “sensemilla” in my mind, and figured I’d look it up when I got home, but thus far, Google has been uncharacteristically unhelpful in either confirming (doubtful) or correcting the spelling. Maybe Google needs something closer to start with.

I had a similar problem when bringing home a Greek — what was it? That’s the question I was asked when I put the long thin package through the scanners at the Athens airport.

“A sort of bouzouki” I replied, which is true, in that the instrument resembled a bouzouki, except it was thinner and smaller and had three courses of strings, not four.

“Impossible,” the security guard said, and asked to see the instrument. Several other guards clustered around my package, ignoring all the other suitcases and packages rolling through the X-ray machines, and the conversation went approximately like this.

Security Guard: “This is not a bouzouki. It is a jurass.”

Me :  “A jurass?”

Security guard: “No, a JUR-ass” 

Me: “Okay, a JUR-ass.” 

Security Guard: “NO, a JOUR-ass.”

Me:  ”JOUR-ass.”

Security guard: “How do you say Jurass like in Jurassic Park ?”

Me (brightening):  “Ah!…. Jurass….”

Security guard: “No!!  Jurass….”

Me:  ”Can I bring it home even if I can’t say what it is?”

According to Wikipedia, the little instrument I bought was a Greek baglama, which doesn’t sound ONE BIT like Jurass-ic Park to me.

Although more Googling did finally yield an answer: the word I was looking for is tzouras, which appears to be a synonym for baglama.

Now, if only playing it were that easy….

For more on buying souvenirs in a whole bunch of places:

Souvenir Shopping in Arizona and New Mexico

The Lausanne Christmas Market, Switzerland

Montreux Christmas Market in Switzerland

Souvenir Shopping in Switzerland 

Lake Geneva Christmas Markets, Switzerland

Souvenir Shopping in Peru, Machu Picchu

Buying Tahitian Black Pearls, French Polynesia

Souvenir Shopping in Nepal

Souvenir Shopping in East Africa

Souvenir Shopping in Egypt

How to Bargain in an Egyptian Marketplace

 
Like I said — a lot of shopping.

Do electricians, cleaning crews, the phone company, the landlord, and the office furniture suppliers give discounts to non-profits? Usually not. But non-profit organizations (whose staffs also get a normal monthy paycheck) are quick to ask for discounts from freelance writers.

Should we give discounts? And under what circumstances? When does it makes sense? When doesn’t it?

I was asked to write on this topic for Suite101.com, and here’s the article, which looks at the  pros and cons of discounting to non-profits.

It’s the end of summer, and I am scheduling my last few piano students into their slots for the fall. Invariably, over the summer, there has been some attrition. There always is, especially when kids turn about 14. Sometimes, the kid can be encouraged to continue, but too often the parent has lost the stomach for the continued battle about practicing and raises the white flag.  When a child doesn’t have much musical aptitude and hasn’t learned to feel joy in playing music after several years, 14 may be a good time to quit, but as a teacher, it always hurts to see musically sensitive kids quit for no better reason than “piano is hard.”

At the same time, I’ve taken a week off to get my workload in order for the fall: Writing and piano, both. I’ve got some gigs coming up in piano,  some travel scheduled, a book coming out, and I’m writing up a frenzy as the ecotourism writer for Suite101. So at the same time that I’m thinking about why kids don’t succeed at piano, I’m thinking about why writers do, and don’t, succeed in this brave new world of Internet writing.

Turns out that grown-up writers and teenage piano students have a lot in common.

The Internet has radically changed writing careers. It has undoubtedly destroyed some.  Growing like some exotic weed, it has out-competed the traditional denizens of journalism: the print media. Magazines and newspapers are folding, editors are losing jobs, and writers with long careers are being displaced by “citizen journalists” and young upstarts on the Internet who don’t mind working for a few dollars an article.

The barriers to entry have come down. Or at least we think they have. And the barbarians are at the gate with their bad grammar and cliches. 

It has never been exactly easy to make a living as an independent creative.  At the same time,  the barriers to entry in writing and some other fields, such as acting, have always been deceptively low, which may be why so many people who can’t write and can’t act think they have a shot at these supposedly glamorous careers.  Unlike photography (where you need, or at least, used to need, lots of expensive equipment),  or music (where you need an instrument and the ability to play it), anyone can try to declare himself or herself an actor or a writer. 

Yet barriers did, and do, exist. Skill has always mattered, and so have contacts. To succeed, you needed to get good skills in front of people who could hire you. Bad writers and bad actors didn’t so much out-compete good ones for jobs as they muddied up the waters and made it harder for professionals to find their way to editors and managers.  

These barriers to entry have never stopped anyone from throwing a hat into the ring, but they had a lot to do with who got passed through to the next level. Oh, and they gave us someone to blame if we didn’t make it.

Today, technology has opened the field: Writers can connect directly with readers on the Internet; with the rise of digital camera, photographers no longer need to invest $30,000 in equipment to be able to take consistent professional shots; musicians can put out their own demo CDs with equipment that costs under $1000; and actors can get their shorts up on Youtube.

So, have the barriers to entry really fallen?  

I doubt it. True, in my current Interent writing gig, the barriers to entry are seemingly low. There is an application process, but in truth, it doesn’t seem very rigorous to someone who cut her teeth in national print magazines and major newspapers.

However, to succeed at this gig is a very different story.  The financial model is, on the surface, distressingly different than the old model of “write a story, get a check.”  Instead, income dribbles in over months and years, and it seems to take forever for those first pennies to turn into dollars; for them to turn into enough dollars takes even longer, inconceivably longer if you happen to have been one of those writers who used to make a couple of bucks a word writing national magazine service stories.  Succeeding in this new world — making enough money on the stories to justify the time spent writing them — is  possible, although not easy. I’ve done the math six ways from Sunday, and I’ve measured the information people share about their earnings against mine, and no matter how I figure it, it’s worth the work. But it’s a long-term game. Just like learning piano, which has so far taken me about 40 years. 

And maybe it was learning piano — the discipline, the patience, the ability to understand this long-term process of continual effort and ultimate reward — that has given me the outlook necessary to succeed in writing.  I think that what a lot of people — adults and kids, both –  really want when they say they want to write, or play music, has nothing to do with the actual work itself : the practice, the day-in-day-out engagement with subject matter, technique, and skill. They want a magic pill that will do all that for them, so they can get to the real fun — the rewards of having written a book, the applause at the end of a show, and hopefully, a really big paycheck.

And THAT is the new barrier to entry in the arts. Only it’s not so new.

In the old days, we could blame those old barriers: how hard it was to get an editor’s attention, how expensive camera equipment was, how impossible it was to get a recording deal or an audition. The Internet has blown all that away — and it turns out that  it was nothing more than a big smokescreen that concealed the real barrier to entry, which is something we should have known all along.  

What it takes to succeed in the arts is the same as it always has been: the desire and drive to get up and do it today and tomorrow and the next day. To do it well, to manage the work smartly, to keep doing it even when it doesn’t pay off, to set a course and stay with it, to learn the ropes and techniques, to believe that it will happen even when you strike a plateau and can’t find a way up from it. You have to make smart business decisions, yes; as there ever have been, there are plenty of companies and individuals who would love to underpay you for your work. You have to find business models that make sense to you, but then you have to stick with them. You have to do the work. And even more, you have to love the work.

And, as my piano students, and some of my fellow writers are finding, that may be the biggest barrier to entry of all.

And if we don’t succeed? Maybe this time, we have only ourselves to blame.

I’ve had the giggles this week, especially while teaching.

It all started with the electrifying  performances at the 13th Van Cliburn International Piano Competition (www.cliburn.tv). The poise of these young performers is almost unbelievable, and their death-defying acts of pianism are inspiring, amazing, exciting, and rejuvenating.

I can’t tell you how many times in the last few days I’ve heard a performance of a piece of music I used to play. Often, I’ve been moved to rifle through my music cabinets, then go back to the piano to play something I haven’t looked at since high school.  Lots of train wrecks have been happening on my old Steinway, but I’ve had lots of fun, too, as well as the occasional moment of something that sounds pretty darn good.

Inspired by 20-year old phenom Tsujii Naboyuki, the blind Japenese pianist who was one of the tying gold medalists, I even attempted to play Chopin’s Fantasie Impromptu, a piece that’s been in my repertoire since age 11, with a blindfold on.  The result wasn’t pretty, but it was enlightening, and I’d encourage anyone who has an old warhorse sitting around to try the experiment for themselves.

While surfing around the Cliburn website, I came upon the information and application for the amateur arm of the Van Cliburn competition. Now, make no mistake, this may be an amateur competition, as in “not a concert pianist,” but the playing here is at a very high level, mostly by people who could have gotten (or did get into) fine conservatories as students, but ultimately elected to pursue a saner way of making a living. 

The requirements for the competition include that you be over 35 (in other words, it’s not a back door to a debut concert career). That’s fair. No ringers allowed.

You can’t make your living (or most of your living) as a concert pianist (in other words, it’s not a career bumper) Okay, that’s fair, too.

And you can’t make your living (or most of your living) teaching music.  Which seems reasonable, right? Unfair advantage and all that?

Or does it?

Now, don’t get me wrong, I have no intention of EVER entering this, or any other piano competition, so I’ve got no dog in this fight.  However, as I’ve spent my week going about my teaching, this “no teachers” restriction has had me bursting out in uncontrolled giggles, usually in the middle of a lesson.

I guess it gives me an unfair advantage when I spend my workdays :

Reminding Student A that the finger in his mouth is the same finger that  is supposed to go on middle C.

Telling Student B that no matter how many time he plays that “B”  it is always going to sound wrong, and it will continue to sound wrong until he looks at the music and figures out that he is supposed to be playing a different note. 

Trying to figure out how to get Little Student C to stretch her tiny hands so that she can get to that top A in “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.”

Explaining to Student D’s parents that coming to a piano lesson once a week does not constitute “practice” and that unless the child actually touches the piano a few times a week, he has a  better chance of flying into space than he does of getting through Book I of the “How to Play Piano” series.    

Don’t get me wrong: I like my students. Right now, I’ve got a great studio of kids, and I happen to be truly fond of every one of them: They are cute and funny, and fun to teach, and most of them actually practice once in a while. And while it’s true that I AM teaching a few more advanced students some Chopin nocturnes and some of the easier Beethoven and Mozart sonatas and such, the vast majority of my time is spent on finger number one, finger number two, and pleas to COUNT COUNT COUNT, and TRY TRY TRY to remember what “every good boy deserves.”

So it tickles my funny bone to think that this job disqualifies me from standing on a stage, just me and the black beast, to wrestle in public with my Chopin G minor Ballade or my Beethoven “Les Adieux.” 

Student E wiggles her tooth for me and announces that it might come out during this very lesson, and I tell her my cardinal rule: “No blood on the piano.”  

And the giggling starts again.

Sometimes it’s really important to see just what the tippy-top highest standard in your field of endeavor is: Pianists can see the tip of the mountaintop at the 13th Van Cliburn International Piano Competition. It’s one of the most exciting events in classical music, and those of you who think that that’s equivalent to “one of the most exciting days watching paint dry” should look it up. The performance of Chopin’s Conceerto #1 tonight (9:45 Eastern Time) by a blind pianist might rock your world.  www.cliburn.tv.

Just making it to the competition is a lifetime achievement. The range of repertoire runs through four hundred years of classical music, including the bedrock pieces of the classical repertoire, along with chamber music, and the huge knuckle-pounding concerti.

29 pianists started in the competition, which runs from May 22 to June 7 (2009), every one of them a phenomenal artist. It’s now down to 6 finalists,  and those of us who aren’t lucky enough to be there in person can watch performances AND rehearsals, streamed live, on Webcam.

www.cliburn.tv 

The performances will also be archived.

It’s the goal of every writer:  A place on the New York Times Best Seller List.

A few months ago, I was at a writer’s conference, where one of my fellow writers had achieved that golden status: She was a coauthor of a book that had been solidly stuck on the list for months. There was talk of a movie.  I’d been wondering for years about how this watershed achievement changes lives, and the answer turns out to be: Not so much.

My colleague had, like me, paid a few hundred bucks to attend this particularly selective conference, in order to pitch ideas to magazine editors whose interest in the assembled writers ranged from avid to tepid. Many of them, after the conference, would not even bother to reply to e-mailed pitched they had personally solicited. 

Believe me, I was incredibly impressed with my colleague’s accomplishment: I figured the editors would be lining up to talk to her. If I were an editor (and I actually HAVE been one), I’d go looking for a story to assign this writer to do. You make it to the NY Times, list, I figure, you get a free pass into the fast lane.  But, according to her, that’s not the way the world works. New York Times bestseller? Yawn. She still had to write queries; she still got ignored by 24-year old assistants.  I found that about the most depressing thing I’d heard all year (and in the world of publishing this year, THAT is saying something).

So that was reality check number one.

Here comes number two: The money isn’t even all that good. A few months ago, author Lynn Viehl promoised to reveal all if she ever made “The list.” Twilight Fall debuted at Number 19; Lynn kept her promise, and here’s her tale.

I don’t know what the moral of this story is; I don’t even know IF there is a moral to this story. Keep your day job? Do it for the dream, but not for the reality? 

I suppose we’re writers, so we write. Reality be damned.

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