Write Me Up

Official writing with some random thoughts

Nanowrimo 2016 November 4, 2016

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I am attempting nanowrimo  again, and so far it is going very well! It’s only day four, and I’ve written over 6000 of the required 50,000 words, I’ve commissioned my friend Heidi Black to do the cover art for me, and I realized that writing every night is not only an easy habit to maintain so far, but also a refreshing and fun one too!!! 

Here is a short synopsis of the story. The title is The Inheritance. 
 Set in a world where the different races have animal-like abilities and characteristics, the Inheritance tells the stories of six different people who are searching for their chance to survive in a land that is hostile and unforgiving to those that are different. It follows the lives of the Halfers, children of mixed races, who have the physical characteristics of their parents, but not the abilities, and it tells of each races’ struggles against each other and ultimately against the dreaded Absorbers who can take away anyone’s inheritance at will.

And here is a short excerpt. ( I actually have some bits of this story on previous blog posts too, but they have already changed a little bit now that I’m reworking it.)
 “I am so sorry, brother.” She didn’t know what else to say. How could she explain to him her feelings? She didn’t know what it was like to be stuck between two worlds, to look beautiful, but accomplish nothing, to live in a place where everyone knows what you are and who you are, and no one appreciates you. Her school taught her to pity these Half-people, but what she felt right now wasn’t pity. SHe felt anger. Anger that her brother had no place in life, no safety, and now, no way to even help his family.

 “Welten, when they raided, was anyone else hurt?” Shaash shivered to think of what could happen to all the little ones in the camps.

 Welten smiled grimly. “Thankfully no. Father was amazing. Before they…before they caught him, he killed almost half of their raiding party. He was amazing.” His eyes glistened. 

 “I wish I could see him. To tell him thank you,” Shaash replied. “I wish…I wish I could stay longer.”

 “Can’t you?” Welten whispered. “Please, Shaash-la. I know it is forbidden, but, Woona, she did it before. She came on a day that wasn’t visiting day. She stayed for a whole year before. Couldn’t you, just, sneak away?”

 Shaash’s eyes grew wide. “Welten-Lo, you do not know what it is you ask. the only reason my-our– mother was allowed to return to the lake after her yearlong absence was because of me. It is not in our culture to abandon children.”

 “It isn’t?” The hurt radiated from his eyes. “Don’t you mean it’s not in your culture to abandon fullblood children?”

 “What do you mean?”

 “Shaash, if you could only see what it is like to live in the real world, not in your safe little bubble. If only you knew…” Welten’s voice trailed off. He sighed and ran his hands through his shoulder length, reedy hair. His hair looked just like Woona’s. Shaash looked into his eyes, and saw her own eyes staring back. 

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Almost done October 8, 2013

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With Chapter One! Lest you think this is a puny accomplishment, I would have you remember that I have twelve chapters partially written already. I am very jumpy when I write long projects, so the completion of a full chapter is rather a large deal. And now, to tease you, here is a paragraph from it.

 

“The hallway seemed to go on forever. She couldn’t remember how many doors she had passed. She stopped at a chair sitting in the hallway and sat down. In spite of what Jens had said, the chocolate had not made her feel better. Her stomach was churning now and her head ached. Her limbs were shaky, her eyes were watering, and she almost felt as if she had a fever. What was in that drink? She took a few deep breaths and tried to stand, but her legs collapsed under her. She sat on the floor in the long hallway and cried.”

 

some ramblings September 18, 2013

Since I’ve posted poetry twice already this week, I’ll continue to upset my own pattern and NOT do a poem today. Instead, I’m just going to ramble a bit.
I know blogs aren’t quite the place for journaling, but sometimes I process better if I can get feedback.

I’m having some problems getting back into my book. I know where I want to go with it, but I’m at a weird standstill where I have no motivation to jump back in even though I want more than ANYTHING to finish the draft.

I have this picture in my head of what my life will feel like once I’ve finished this book. Of course, every artist has delusions of grandeur, as well as a disillusioned sense of what actually will happen, which is not grand at all, but I have a strange feeling, that in spite of all of my doubts, people will maybe want to read this thing I’m writing. So gosh darn it, I need to finish it! Why can’t I?

There are numerous possibilities:

1) I care a lot about my job, but it makes me tired, so I use that as an excuse to not write when I get home.

2) I get distracted when I should be writing by various things–usually in the form of Netflix.

3) I’m still overwhelmed by how much freaking work it takes to finish a book!!!! Cheesh!!!!

4) I don’t have an actual deadline, and procrastination only works when there are consequences for not finishing something on time.

The first two are stupid. The second two are more legitimate. Mostly, I think it would help me to have a real deadline, but since fiction doesn’t really sell until you have a finished draft, I’m kind of stuck in a weird catch-22 moment. I probably just need to get some more self-control and write. Or hire someone to beat me up if I don’t finish by a certain time, like that guy in the Pink Panther movies that hides in Inspector Clouseau’s house and attacks him when his guard is down. Okay, that may not be the best option, but I’m seriously contemplating something of the like, because I’m very stuck right now. Very, very, very, very stuck.

For now, I’m trying to kick start my imagination and artistic motivation by crossing mediums and dabbling in some painting, drawing, and jewelry making. I’m also reading some weird scifi books and calling it research. I need some new music though. Any suggestions would be welcome.

End ramblings.

 

GRARRRRGH. April 9, 2013

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(that’s my pirate frustration noise)

 

I just love days when I have time to write, but no motivation to write. (Sarcasm, of course)

 

I mean, I did a couple hundred words, but I just want to be done with this darn draft already, because hang it all, i actually like editing and revising!

 

On a completely unrelated topic, my roommate and I are driving to Alaska this summer. Yeah, you read that correctly. Driving to Alaska…

Actually, we are driving to Vancouver, Canada, then taking a ferry to Juneau, so we are boating part of the way I guess. It is going to be an eventful summer!

A very helpful (and somewhat snide) sign

 

some progress February 26, 2013

My goal this weekend is to get some parts written for each chapter that I have in my book’s outline…which is about half of the book. So far I have parts of chapters 1-5, 7, 9, and 11…so I really only have a few chapters to work on this weekend.

However, I still have to have some semblance of a kind of finished rough draft by my birthday…which is in less than two weeks.

The good news is that I seem to work better with a deadline, so I will probably end up staying up really late on March 8th in order to finish my draft. And then I will have an awesome birthday present to me for the next day!!!!!!

Now I am going to bed. BEFORE 11!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (I am still not caught up from my crazy weekend.)

 

Wednesday and poetry, a few minutes early. February 6, 2013

I probably won’t have much time to post a poem tomorrow, so I’m doing it tonight before I go to bed. It’s starting to look like Wednesdays in general will be a busy day, but the title Wednesday is for poets is so stuck in my brain now that I can’t change it.

In writing news, I actually have been doing pretty well. I finally figured out a working plot for my secondary storyline, and roughly outlined my first nine chapters. I am getting to a point where I feel like this isn’t an insurmountable, looming, herculean task, and is actually something I can accomplish. It is a good feeling. Now to keep working on it!

For the poem today, I am feeling quite mixed and melancholic. Today was a snow day, and since I now work at a school, that meant I had the day off. I watched Romeo + Juliet today and My Week with Marilyn, both quite excellent movies. However, they are both also very dramatic, and art-focused. That combined with the fact that I was writing a lot today puts me in a very contemplative and abstract mood. It makes me want to post a poem about poetry, or, if you like, an ekphrastic poem. (In case you hadn’t noticed, the later it is in the day, the larger my vocabulary becomes…)

This poem isn’t strictly ekphrastic, but it is a poem describing a love of a person by using the metaphor of loving books. It is absolutely lovely.

Spell

If, at your desk, you push aside your work,
take down a book, turn to this verse
and read that I kneel there, pressing
my ear where on your chest the muscles
arch as great books part, in seagull curves,
bridging the seasounds of your heart,

and that your hands run through my hair,
draw the wayward mass to strands
as flat as scarlet silk-thread bookmarks,
and stroke my cheeks as if smoothing
back the tissue leaves from chilly,
plated pages, and pull me near

to read my eyes alone, then you shall see,
silvered and monochrome, yourself,
sitting at your desk, taking down a book,
turning to this verse, and then, my love,
you shall not know which one of us is reading
now, which writing, and which written.

~Kate Clanchy

 

I like it when my students make jokes in Spanish and I understand them. January 25, 2013

Yup. It’s quite fun to be speaking Spanish again. It is also fun to overhear one of your students asking their friend if he can marry their sister, and then watch them get embarrassed when they realize that you(the teacher) completely understood what they were saying. Mostly, my students are just fun. They work hard (mostly) and I am super impressed at how they all seem so put together even though the majority of their classes are taught in a language they barely know. It definitely is challenging to teach them (for example, I have to translate all my math lessons into Spanish…I never thought i’d need to know how to say place value, fraction, or exponent in another language…) but I am already seeing them understand new things, and it’s only been a week! Woot!

Also, since this technically is a blog for my writing, I should say that I have been writing every night this week. They are just short scenes, but one of my story lines is really starting to unfold itself and I’m feeling like maybe I actually can finish this draft sometime in the near future.

And last but not least, IT’S FRIDAY!!!!! This morning, I remembered that my high school Spanish teacher used to have us say this “prayer” on Fridays….”Hoy es viernes, GRACIAS A DIOS! no tengo sueno, no estoy cansado…” there was more, but I can’t remember it. It was quite comical though….Anyway, since it is Friday, here is a foto!

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My friend Haley is a fantastic photographer. She took this at the Toledo Zoo. Isn’t he such a cute frog?