Monthly Archives: February 2011

A Couple Lists Plus Some Inspiration

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One of the things I love about writing is that there’s inspiration to be found in anything.  Hate the ending of a book or movie (or even a tv show)?  Write your own version.  See someone wearing the most bizarre outfit?  Write into your novel.  Overhear a weird or interesting conversation or phrase?  Make it the opening line/conversation in your novel or short story.

Like, any job working with the public is writing gold!  I work at a museum, and the things you hear and see, provided enough material for 2 novels.  And if I’m being completely honest, probably enough for several more novels.

Reasons Why I Feel Like I Need to Write

  • I want to continue some of the projects I’ve started because I want to see how the story ends.
  • I have a few ideas that have some promise, and I want to see how they work out.  Plus, I want to get them out of my head, so I can have room for some shiny new ideas. 
  • I have quite a few prompts I want to write about, plus some quotes that I find very interesting and that “speak” to me. 
  • I’ve been feeling stressed/upset/worried/depressed/anxious, and writing in my journal seems to get that out of my head.

Reasons Why I’m Being So Hard On Myself About *Not* Writing:

  • I feel like I’m not writing, even though I am.  It’s like if I’m not working on my novels, I’m not writing anything.
  • I keep on telling myself that they’re not any good, even though there are some good things in the things I’m working on.  There’s always something good in everything I’ve written, even though there are spelling/grammar problems, major inconsistencies, and just some plain funny stuff. 
  • The work that I’d have to put in if I want to make it the best that it can be is overwhelming.  If I do it in baby steps, maybe it won’t be so overwhelming. 

All The Training She Needs

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Here’s another flash fiction for everyone.  And I found the prompt over at Flash Fiction.  And as usual, it is © me.

Title: All The Training She Needs

“Mission?  Me?” asked Isabella.

“Yes,” said Robert.

“Why me?  I’m not cut out for missions, that’s why I work in the lab,” Isabella protested.  “And I’m not exactly the type of person who likes wearing dresses.”

“I think you’ll look very fetching,” he said.  “Just find something summery.”

“I don’t even know how to do that!”

“Just drink some of this elixir,” he said, handing her a bottle that he had pulled from his desk.

“What is it?” she said.  “Woebegone?  What the hell is this?”

“It will solve your problems,” Robert explained.

“No it won’t!” she exclaimed.  “I told you, I’m not cut out for missions!  I’m not an agent, I really don’t get why I have to do it.”

“You’re our best option for it,” Robert said.  “We need you.”

“Are you sure there’s no one else?” she asked unsurely.

“You won’t be alone, Boats will be with you,” Robert said patiently.  “Besides, we’ll prep you for it.  You won’t be doing this alone.”

“I’ll be prepared for it?”

“Yes,” he said.  “And we can find someone else, if you feel you’re not ready at the end of it.”

“Good,” she said.  “I hope I pass with singing colors.”

“You mean flying colors?”

“I don’t care what kind of colors they are,” Isabella said.

“Do people misunderstand you?”

“Once in a blue lagoon,” Isabella said.

“I suppose we can translate,” Robert mused.  “You can do this.  It is not impossible.”

Justin Blair

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Justin was one of Chloe’s roommates, until she moved out.

He’s around 25, with blonde hair and blue eyes.  He plays 2nd base for the Ashton Bears, making him one of Mike’s teammates.

He’s the youngest in his family, although I can’t remember how many siblings he has.  He’s extroverted, likes people, and tries to be a good role model.  He’s happy-go-lucky, but also tends to do first, and think later.

His profile isn’t really detailed.  By the time I got around around to most of the characters for Wildflower, I had done the ones for Turning Point, and everyone was starting to sound the same.  Plus, it was only a few days before November, and I didn’t really have enough time to do anything detailed, figuring I could do it during or after November.

I’m honestly not too concerned with finishing most of the Wildflower profiles, because it’s not one of my priorities.  Since they’re not detailed, I’ll probably start sharing a couple  characters whenever I talk about them.

The Enchanted Castle

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Title: The Enchanted Castle

Author: Edith Nesbit

Pages: 304 pages (e-book)

What I Thought: This is a pretty good book.  For the most part, I seem to be on a children/YA kick, which is fine with me.  Anyway, The Enchanted Castle is about 3 children, Gerald, James and Katherine, who discover the castle while they are on a school break.  They came across a princess, who tells them the castle is full of magic.   

It started off a little slow, but I still found the beginning to be very enjoyable.  I got bored in the middle of the story, and wanted to stop reading, but I kept reading it in the hopes that it would get better.

I did like the part where the kids were trying to find the Ugly-Wuglies a place to stay and ended up at the Temple of Flora.  I also liked the magic in the novel.  It wasn’t very obvious, but it was mentioned.  Plus, there were mentioned of greek gods and goddess, who have a role towards the end of the book. 

I’d have to say that the beginning and the end were my favorite parts of the book, with the middle being the boring part of the book.  However, it was an easy read, and I loved that ring was the source of the magic. 

Rating: I give it a 3 out of 5.

Blake Jackson

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Blake Kyle Jackson is Kiora’s dad.  Even though he doesn’t show up too often, he still plays an important role.

He’s the Secretary of Education, studied Politcal Science in college, and taught at a community college.  I still need to fill in some background info on Blake being an educator, because I feel like if you’re going to be the Secretary of Education, you would need to have experience as a superintendent and such. 

Anyway, he was married to Charlotte, until she committed suicide.  He lied to Kiora about it, telling her that her mom died in a car accident because he wanted to protect her from the fact that her mom had some issues.

He’s pretty calm and quiet, but also very protective of friends and family, especially his daughter.

His favorite colors are green and blue, he likes cats and horses, and his favorite holiday is Thanksgiving.  He likes football and basketball, golfing, and watching CNN.  He likes listening to jazz.  He hates stretching, candy and rollercoasters.  

He does have a tendency to want to fix things and make sure everything is okay.  And he wants Kiora to have what he never had. 

I unfortunately don’t have a detailed profile on Blake, which is something I need to do.  Plus, he’s not really in the novel enough, which I need to change.  I can still write him in, I just need to go back to what I’ve already written and get him in there.  After all, he is why they had to move to D.C., so it would make sense for me to write about his job, and actually show him there.

I Hate Weird Dreams

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The last few nights I’ve had some really disturbing dreams.  They definitely were not nightmares, but still very disturbing.  They were disturbing enough to keep me up at night- I honestly didn’t want to get back to sleep after each one.   don’t remember most of them, but I thought I’d share the one I do remember. 

A couple nights ago, I had this dream right before I woke up, which is probably why I even remembered it in the first place.  So this guy is at a cafe, sitting outside.  On the table there was what appeared to be a bottle of wine.  Instead of wine, however, it turned out to be blood that he poured over raw meat, which he then ate.

It was so weird, so I decided to do some dream analysis courtesy of Dream Moods Dictionary.  I’m not going to share everything, just the highlights:

  • Blood: seeing blood represents life  and disappointment.  Dreaming about drinking blood represents a fresh burst of vitality and power.
  • Meat: seeing raw meat represents obstacles/discouragement that I will come across as I achieve my goals.  It may also reflect raw emotions and my untamed, animalistic nature.  Eating meat suggests that I’m getting to the heart of the matter, recognizing my instinctual energy, and seeing others achieve what I’m still aiming for.
  • Cafe: A cafe represents my social life, and may reflect that I need to call some old friends and catch up with them.
  • Eating Alone: It signifies loss, loneliness and depression.  It may reflect feelings of rejection, feeling excluded and cut off from family ties.

According to my dream, then, I’m feeling depressed because I see other people doing the things that I have yet to accomplish.  But by accomplishing the goals I have set for myself, I’ll come across a lot of obstacles and discouragement.  And I need to cut off family ties to do it, apparently.

The raw emotions bit was pretty telling, mostly because I’ve been feeling some very strong emotions lately.  This is what I get for writing in my journal right before going to bed- bits and pieces of my journal entry from that night led to me dreaming about it.  

It wasn’t until I actually looked up what everything meant that I started to get even more freaked out.  Of course, writing about it right before going to sleep is probably what brought it up in my dreams.  But still, it’s frighteningly accurate of what I’ve been feeling the last few months.

This is why I don’t like to analyze my dreams- mostly because I get too caught up in what it all means, and I drive myself crazy trying to figure it out.  It shouldn’t really happen this time, since it seems to be the result of me journaling.

Guacamole

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I actually did something besides work on Turning Point!  I’m really excited about this.  I actually found the prompt for this over at Flash Fiction, and I thought I’d share it.  It’s © Nicole R., so don’t steal it or anything.

Title: Back In The Argument

“So today, we’re going to look at some bungalows,” Katie said. 

 “Why?” asked Ryan. 

 “We have to live somewhere, and I thought it would be nice to live near the beach.”

 “I don’t really want to go gallivanting around town just because you want to see a halcyon,” Ryan retorted. 

 “But I love the beach!  And I thought you did too,” she said quietly. 

 “Not enough to live near it,” he answered.

 “But think about how convenient it would be!” she insisted. 

 “I don’t know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours,” he said, “but you are not the empress of this house.”

 “My parents always told me I was their little princess,” she said.  “And I want to live near the beach.”

 “For the record, most girls grow out of it,” ryan said.  “It’s not normal.”

 “Are you saying that I am acting aberrantly?” she said.  “Wait, did I use the word aberrant right?”

 “You did,” he said.  “And yes, that is what I’m saying.”

 “But we can eat guacamole all the time at the beach!”

 “We can do that now,” Ryan said.  “Besides, if we move, we won’t have an avocado tree.  We’d have to buy them.”

 “I will not be deterred by that!” she insisted.  “We love guacamole.”

“I give up,” ryan said.  “You can go searching for your bungalow by yourself.  And for the record, Katie, I hate guacamole.”

Hagrid

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I love Hagrid. He’s tied for the glorious title of being one of my favorite characters from Harry Potter, along with Hermione and Luna.

One of the biggest reasons why I love Hagrid so much is because Hagrid is the one who told Harry he was a wizard.  He told Harry about his parents, and took Harry to Diagon Alley.  So overall, he was the one who introduced the wizarding world to Harry, even buying him Hedwig as a birthday present.

I love how Hagrid accidentally lets things slip, like when he told Harry that the first task in the Triwizard Tournament was dragons, or all of the things he said about Fluffy, and the Sorcerer’s Stone, and Nicholas Flamel.

I love that Hagrid is so friendly and kind, showing loyalty to both Harry and Dumbledore.  Hagrid’s also really protective of Harry, which isn’t a surprise to me, mainly because I think Hagrid sees Harry as a fellow orphan.

I am so glad that Hagrid made it through the series.  Losing Dobby, Hedwig, Fred, Tonks, Dumbledore, Lupin, and Sirius was sad.  I don’t think I could’ve handled it if Hagrid died.

Hagrid’s affection for magical creatures is (especially the really dangerous ones), at times, really amusing.  He tends to think they’re harmless, even when they’re not harmless.

Hagrid’s kindess and loyalty is something to be admired, and we do have that in common.  While I’m not the biggest animal person, I have a soft spot for cats and horses.  I do like the zoo, even though I don’t go as often as I should.

What I find rather ironic about me liking Hagrid is that he’s a half-giant and I’m not even 5 feet tall.  So while Hagrid tends to tower over most people (especially Hogwarts students), he would really tower over me.  Not that size matters, because Hagrid really is a softie, but it’s still pretty amusing to me.

In The President’s Secret Service

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Title: In The President’s Secret Service: Behind The Scenes With Agents In The Line Of Fire And The Presidents They Protect

Author: Ronald Kessler

Pages: 265, paperback

What I Thought: It was a pretty interesting read.  It alternated between stories about the different presidents and the background/history/culture of the Secret Service. 

The book delves into how the Secret Service is understaffed, and cutting corners in protecting the president, vice-president, and other VIP’s.  There are quite a few mentions of the Secret Service bowing down to the people they protect.  There’s a story of how Mary Cheney (one of Dick Cheney’s daughters) had one of her agents removed from her detail because he wouldn’t drive her friends to a restaurant. 

The whole cutting corners thing is a bit scary: there were several instances throughout the book where it’s mentioned that crowds were allowed into events without going through the magnetometers, which were shut off early in order to get the crowds through. 

There were a lot of stories from past and present agents, and it gave some insight onto what they thought of the presidents and the agency they work for.

I actually found the anecdotes really interesting: Jimmy Carter would go into the oval office early in the morning to make people think he went into work early…and then take a nap.  Or how Nancy Reagan didn’t like it when her California friends got their magazine subscriptions before she did. 

Rating: 3 out of 5.  It wasn’t organized well, and it was somewhat difficult to find the info I wanted.  It was also repetitive, especially in regards to how the secret service is cutting corners and how management treats the agents.  However, it did give insight into what it’s like to be a secret service agent (at least to a certain degree), and the timeline of the secret service was pretty useful.

I’m not sure how much of it I’ll end up using, but it was a pretty good read.

If Only…

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Image Courtesy Of photocult

I love this picture.  I can totally see myself living in some cottage by a lake, just writing away.  Not necessarily this house or this lake, but a cottage (or house or cabin, whatever) on some lake.  By the way, I found the picture here, in case anyone is wondering.

Moving on, I know it’s stereotypical.  Writer alone in the woods or out in nature somewhere, just writing away.  Ignoring the hustle and bustle of the world, honing their craft.

It does have a certain appeal though.  Mostly because writing at home is something I’m finding more and more difficult.  I can’t afford to go out to a coffee shop everyday, even if I got something really cheap.  I don’t mind being productive in the middle of the night, especially since that’s the best time for getting anything done.  The house is quiet, because everyone’s sleeping.  However, it’s not practical, because I do need to sleep, no matter how weird my sleeping patterns are.

The only problem is that I tend to get at least some inspiration from the world around me- from interesting people I see, from overheard conversations, weird questions…if I completely isolate myself, I would lose part of my inspiration.

Maybe…it could be a vacation house!  And on vacation (if I ever take one), I could go there!  Or a long weekend, perhaps.  You know, when I’m not working on that list of things I want to do before I die.  I think I may be on to something…