Sunday, June 8, 2014

Weekly Update: 6-8-14

If I ever get married, I think I'll just elope.
 
Yesterday was my cousin's wedding, and I was one of the bridesmaids. I helped with the potluck dinner (my cousin and I made lasagnas), set up chairs and tables, decorated, participated in a dance, and did odd jobs leading up to the ceremony. Even for a simple wedding, there's so much work and almost no way to prevent the last minute stress that descends within the last 24-hours before the ceremony. As a member of the bridal party, it was my responsiblity to delegate that stress away from the bride and groom. By the end of it, I was exhausted.
 
And ready for cake
 
The important thing, though, was that my cousin and his new wife had a good time and created memories for their new life together.  Congratulations, Mitchell and Krystal.
 
Aside from the wedding, I also finished up an edit of The Changelings, Chapters 1-10.  I managed to get the first third of my epic fantasy novel down to around 58,000 words, or roughly 220 pages. If I could keep up that pace, I might be able to clock in at less than 650 pages. 
 
I also made cards.
 
Cards

 As June begins, I'll have to work out a summer schedule. I have plans to do Camp Nano in July and I hope to take some day trips around So-Cal.  But one of my major goals is to work to get The Changelings published by early next year. All that's to come. So stay tuned.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Book Covers for The Changelings

In my weekly update, I mentioned that I received sample cover art for The Changelings, my epic fantasy.  Here they are. 
 
All these pictures are coutesy of Kaleo Welborn, a member of the Brea Library Writer's Club, who was gracious enough to brainstorm with me and sketch these amazing pictures in his spare time.
 
Five possiblities. Which do you like best?
 
Cover #1


Cover #2

 
 
Cover #3


Cover #4


Cover #5



In Case You Missed It: Kate Carlisle and Hannah Dennison at the Brea Library

Who: Kate Carlisle and Hannah Dennison
Where: Brea Library
When: Saturday, May 31, 2014

Please Note: The quotes are approximate.


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I arrive fifteen minutes early, but there’s already a crowd filling the blue, green, and burgundy chairs. As I take my seat toward the back, I run into four or five members of my Brea Library Writer’s Group, including Kaleo, one of the founders.

The moderator kicks things off by introducing the guests, both authors of cozy mysteries.

Kate Carlisle is the author of the Bibliophile Mystery series, her latest one being The Book Stops Here. She has blond hair, clear glasses, a beige jacket, and a gold necklace. She also writes romance.

Hannah Dennison is the author of Murder at Honeychurch Hall, which is set in her native country of England.  She has brown hair, dark glasses, a white blazer, and pearls. 

The moderator gets the questions rolling, but almost immediately the audience jumps in. The library was not constructed with acoustics in mind. It’s hard to hear. I scribble down notes as best I can.  

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Moderator: What made you decide to write mysteries?

Kate: I started reading Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys, then went to James Bond and Sue Grafton. I never thought I could write a book. I thought I had to have all this education but it turned out I didn’t. It took a long time before I realized I was allowed to write.

Kate Carlisle
Hannah: For me, it was the realization that I’ve always been interested in justice. I like a mystery to have a satisfying ending—everything neatly tied up. As a kid, I loved the book where I could turn the pages and solve puzzles. I was not a natural storyteller, I was a natural liar. The truth is, I always thought my versions were much more interesting.

Audience: Where do you get your ideas?

Hannah: I read a lot of small local papers. That’s where the gems are. Everything has a story, even coming here today. So watch out!

Kate: When I first started writing, my stories didn’t have a hook. It took me a while to figure out what a hook was—so if anyone here is an aspiring author, have hope! For this series, my protagonist is a book binder. So the first thing I do is choose a book for her to work on.

Audience: Real books?
 
Kate: Real books. One time, my editor said, “Why don’t you use a cookbook?” Well, I couldn’t use just any cookbook. In the first place, it had to be really old.  I found one from the American Revolution. A woman came over from England, writing recipes as she went along with the soldiers. It was actually a cookbook, a journal, and a healing advisory. That book became the basis for A Cookbook Conspiracy.
Hannah Dennison

Audience: I talked to an author who she said she changed killer because her writing group guessed who it was. Do you ever do that?

Kate: I’ve had to change who the killer is because my editor likes the character and doesn’t want him to be the murderer. There’s this one character named Gabriel that my editor’s in love with.  Once I tried to hook up Gabriel with this nice girl. My editor said, “She’s not good enough for him.” Spoiler alert—they did not end up together.

Audience: I had no idea editors had so much power.

Hannah: My new series came from brainstorming with an editor in a bar for 20 minutes—and at the end of it, she gave me a contract!  It felt like a Hollywood pitch meeting.

Audience: Do you ever bring characters from first book into the others?
 
Hannah: In cozies—mysteries based on the Agatha Christie type of novel—the whole idea is to have a small setting, a community of people you get to know. You have to keep those characters going for the readers, weaving them in and out of the series. That’s why people read a series—these are characters you come back to see.

Kate: It’s great to tap into secondary characters. I like to pick one of the villagers and write a story around them. Of course, the first book hard to set up. You have to create a cast of characters without overwhelming your audience.

Audience: Do you expect people to read your books in order?

"The Book Stops Here" by Kate Carlisle
Kate: I don’t. Reading in the books in order gives you growth and character development—that’s fun—but the mystery is a self-contained story. And that’s kind of important to writers. How much do you explain to new readers who don’t know these characters?

Audience: What are some of the famous authors you read?

Hannah: Obviously Agatha Christie, Dick Francis, let’s see…

Kate: I just read this cozy—it was free on Amazon—it was all about a Maine clambake. It was so enjoyable. I don’t read a lot of cozies either. Sometimes I need to get away from my own genre.

Hannah: When I’m writing, I can’t read any fiction. Just nonfiction

Kate: I read romances.

Audience: What’s your writing schedule like?

Kate: I write every day. I used to get up at 5:30, write for 3 hours, and then go to work. But now that I’m writing full-time, I still get up at 5:30, but I spend that time doing business stuff—which is just a brain-sucking thing to do. Then I write for 6 hours a day. But Hannah still has a day job.
"Murder at Honeychurch Hall" by Hannah Dennison 

Hannah: I write very early in the morning. When I come to a deadline write, my writing is very eratic because it has to get done. It’s a struggle to fit in all the social, promotional stuff. I’m doing a blog tour, writing for 13 or 14 blogs. At the same time I’m finishing a fifth book.

Audience (Kaleo): Any advice for the aspiring writer?

Kate: Don’t give up.

Hannah: Follow your dreams.

Kate: Steven Spielberg told her that.

Hannah: Yes, I saw him on a plane. He said, “You’ve just got to take that leap of faith and follow your dreams.” When I started writing, I found that’s when the universe opens up. I recommend taking classes. Be wary of book writing groups—unless someone is published—it’s easy to get side-tracked and write the same thing over and over again.  Finish the manuscript, even if it’s crap.

Kate: And read. Don’t give up on the craft. Continuing education is important. Don’t think that just because you’ve got a book published you’re done learning. Being a writer is hard. There are so many other things you could be doing.

Hannah: It’s like having homework the rest of your life.

Kate: It’s the best revenge.

Saturday, May 31, 2014

Weekly Update: 5-31-14 Cover

I have a cover for The Changelings.

Five covers to be exact.

Kaleo Welborn, a talented illustrator and a member of the Brea Library Writer's Group, was kind enough to sketch some "roughs," samples of the cover based on my descriptions. As I have no great sense of graphic art, it was a huge relief to brainstorm with someone who could take my ideas and sketch them into something solid.

Today I got them back.

It was so amazing, it was almost like a shock. The Changelings had been real to me as a story, but now I could suddenly see it as a book. Something I could put on Amazon and perhaps sell and have other people read. It filled me with excitement, but also with fear. This was really happening. I had to get my act together and become a book publisher. Oh God. Soon perfect strangers might be reading and judging my book.

It was quite a big step.

The whole month of May has been taking steps to go from merely being a writer to being an author/ publisher. I didn't expect it to happen. It wasn't in my spring schedule. In addition to cover art,I'm giving The Changelings one last edit for brevity and clarity and trying to get it to an editor. I've even set a rough date for publication: January 2015. Right in time for my dreaded 30th birthday.

I've made progress, but there's still more to come.

Oh, did you want to see the cover?

Don't worry. It will get its own post soon enough. 

But for now, I just want to sit and take in this moment.

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Books Like Chocolate

A chain-blog post seems to be making the rounds on the Internet comparing favorite books to fine chocolates. Recently Debra at dayya.wordpress.com wrote her take on vampire chocolate love and tagged  me to continue the trend. Thus, I've decided to throw my rather unexotic tastebuds into the mix.  

Let's begin.

Aria of the Sea by Dia Calhoun (YA/ Fantasy)
Symphony Toffee Bar
 The first time I got a Symphony bar in my Christmas stocking, I thought it was just a stock chocolate bar.  But the more I ate the more I thought it was subtly elevated, smooth and delicious, with the surprising crunch of toffee.

Aria of the Sea seemed straight-forward to me as well.  Thirteen year old Cerinthe leaves her small town and family to compete for a rare position at the Royal Dance Company. I thought I knew where the story was going. I was wrong. The story grew more complex and delicious the more I read. Nuggets of wisdom provided sweetness and texture and made the story all the more memorable


The Murder of Roger Ackroyd by Agatha Christie (Mystery)
See's Raspberry Truffle

Picking up an Agatha Christie mystery is a lot like choosing a truffle out of a See's Candies sampler. I might not know what I'm going to get, but I know it will be good.  Reading The Murder of Roger Ackroyd was like biting into a raspberry truffle--the absolute best of the lot, in my own humble opinion.

When industrialist Roger Ackroyd is stabbed in the neck right before learning the name of his wife's blackmailer, it's up to Hercule Poirot, detective extraordinaire, to solve the case. Sweet, tart, and perfectly balanced, it's a classic that needs no extra fuss or unnecessary complication.



The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro (Literary)
Andes Chocolate Mints


When I go to restaurant and see an Andes mint on my bill (instead of the usual hard candy), I instantly warm. The green wrapped chocolate is small, but it packs a tremendous punch before melting beautifully in my mouth.  It's perfect end to a meal.

The Remains of the Day also deals with endings. Stevens, an aging butler, takes a trip across the English countryside to reunite with an old friend and evaluates the course of his life along the way.  A simple yet intense story that will melt your heart.


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I'm going to tag LJ at eljaezoutlook.weebly.com/blog.html and Christy at rainbow-unicorns-ate-my-dog.blogspot.com and challenge them to compare chocolates to books.

Saturday, May 24, 2014

Weekly Update: 5-24-14

Happy Memorial Day!

Now I'm no girly-girl.  In fact, I'm probably one of the few females who actively hate shopping for clothes, shoes, and jewelry.  Nonetheless, I was forced to put my fashion sense to the test today in order to find clothes for my cousin's upcoming wedding.  In a grueling 3-hour session, I got a crochet shrug, a necklace and earring set, a bow pin, a hair barette, and some pretty flats. I was fairly pleased with the finished ensamble... and by how much stuff I got for sale.


Not much exciting happened this week.  Only one subbing job, so I caught up on my writing. I finished revising Chapter 7 and 8 of The Changelings, cutting around ten pages out of each.  I also finished Chapter 32 of the Three Floating Coffins and worked on the ending chapters. I did some cleaning. I spent time with my dad. I put flowers on my grandma's grave. That's all.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Ode to All My Murdered Trees

How many times I choose to write
Of forests pure with rapt delight:
Of pale-limbed birch and maple rich
In crimson hues in autumn's pitch,

Of scent of cedar, scent of pine,
Pink-crowned cherry in spring's prime,
Acorn, willow, oak, and spruce:
Nesting grounds where songbirds roost.

And all the pomp and majesty
Of tall and stately redwood tree.
You might have lived a thousand years
But for my angst and ghostly fears.

Emotions won't stay in my head,
So your fair life is snuffed instead.
Your corpse cut up ten thousand times,
Tattooed with ink in dull black lines.

All this I do in foolish hope
That these words I use to cope
And the advice I sometimes scrawl
Onto your corpse may someday fall

Upon the ears of those in need,
Upon the lost whom I might lead,
To share the comfort that I know,
To show them ways that they might grow.

But life is not a graceful dance.
We bump and fall and hurt by chance
And hope that somehow by God's grace
We leave the world a better place.

I ponder all the sacrifice,
Unknown to me, to bear this life.
If my words can no one seize,
What have I done but murder trees?

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Note:

All the while half-edited chapters flopped all over the living room floor, I moaned and groaned to my aunt about my guilt in not spending the last hour and a half of my evening pushing myself to write more. 

You write plenty, she said, exasperated. Youre killing enough trees.

That little comment stuck in my head and wriggled out into my notebook in the shape of a poem, rhymes and all. It reminded me of old-timey poets and I kind of liked that.

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Weekly Update: 5-17-14

Wednesday.  11:30 AM.

Five minures before the bell, and I've just finished writing up the teacher's note. The students silently read The Catcher in the Rye.  The air conditioner hums.  All seems peaceful, when suddenly--

Wham! The lights go out.

BLACKOUT.

Another pleasant consequence of the stifling heat.  Fortunately, with only 5 minutes left in class, I just waited for the bell. The next period, I opened the blinds and let the sunshine in.  For an hour, we were deprived of electricity.

It was the most exciting thing that happened thus far this week.

I worked four days this week. I finished another chapter of Three Floating Coffins.  I did some revision.  I wrote a poem.  As the week ends, though, I've been feeling stressed out, because I know that more work is coming.  May and June will be filled with activity. Starting with the weekend.  I have a writer's club get together, volunteering for the library, and a dance rehersal for my cousin's wedding.

Sometimes I wish I could just Blackout my schedule.

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Weekly Update: 5-11-14

Happy Mother's Day!

My mom is the ultimate mother, the most nuturing and caring person I know. This Friday she swung by to take me to my cousin's graduation.  I bought her a bouquet of flowers and her favorite snacks at Trader Joe's. It was nice just seeing her and talking to her again.  She really is the glue that holds the family together.

That same Friday, I saw my cool cousin Alydaughter who is going straight to work on a summer job mission trip that will take her to Pennsylvania and Niagra Falls. I remember that time in my own life when schooling ends but you're not yet worried about rent and food and building a career.  That tantalizing moment of freedom! Right now I'm at a different stage in my life--the settling down stage.  It's depressing moving from young adulthood to middle adulthood, but thewre's good and bad at each stage. It just takes time to recognize it.

Writing wise, I've been on an editing blitz, re-reading The Changelings and slashing through it with a red (or blue or black or purple or green) pen. You'd think this would be depressing but actually I find it addicting.  Editing taps into the same obsessive part of my brain as watching YouTube or browsing TV Tropes.  Or possibly eating butterscotch cookies. You just can't stop! There is something oh-so-liberating in cutting out all the mistakes, all the imperfections, all the misphrasings. Real life is rarely so easy.  There's no delete button.  You spit your stuff out there and hope you create more good than bad. You do your best and then move on.

Friday, May 2, 2014

Weekly Update: 5-2-14

The days had been getting warmer, but this week, the weather annouced, "It's summer!"

Monday, I woke to the roar of the Santa Ana winds. The wind brought in the dry heat. By Wednesday the hills were on fire. Ash blew in, and the air tasted like cigarettes.  I was working at an elementry school at the time, and the poor air quality forced us onto rainy day schedule. I've been coping with the heat by eating copious amounts of ice cream. Sadly, this is just the beginning. It will grow worse.

Last week I decided to "move the goalposts" on my Nanowrimo, which turned out to be a mistake when I got subbing gig on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday and had to complete a short story for my Brea Library Writer's Club.  Sadly, Nanowrimo would not let me move the goalpost. I decided to accept my loss and clocked in at 59,000 words (their word count knocked out 1,000 of my words). Better just to focus on my Coffin story.

As the weather transtions, so does my writing, and I've moved from The Originals to Three Floating Coffins. I've completed Chapter 30: "The Lady of the Stars." I'm excited because I got to reveal secrets I've been holding onto for a year now. The story is racing toward the climax, which means I have to weave together all the separate storylines and pump up the action and drama. It's a lot of work, but lots of fun!