Friday, October 29, 2010
Gearing up for NaNoWriMo...Plan of Attack...The Cliffhanger
Today's coffee is a skinny White Chocolate Mocha, which is total yum!
First off, I'd like to thank all the participants' for making my first blogfest such a fun and learning experience for me. It really choked me up to witness so many fabulous writers support each other without agenda. You all are stars! I was shocked and humbled to be mentioned in this post by Karlene Petitt on Scribe Sisters here. The four writers who host this blog is completely awesome, and you should all follow them. And finally, thank you to the very supportive and friendliest editor for writers, Cassandra Marshall. Check out her site here.
With that said, in keeping with the theme of the blogfest, I wanted to give you all my plan of attack for NaNoWriMo. If you read my post about my project notebook, you would have seen this . . .
This is what I use to jot down scene ideas for my story. I use three to four sheets. The first sheet is used for scenes that establish the defining event and the rising stakes, which usually takes me a third of the way to the next page. On that second page, the scenes move the story with rising action. Then in the following scenes the character has no choice but to move forward--there is no turning back, and she must keep going to resolve the problem.
As we move to the next several scenes, the character is over her head but has small successes on her way to resolve the problem. Now my scenes are moving into the dark moment where all seems lost and the character must make a great sacrifice to prevent a tragedy (could be physical or moral). And finally, I move the scenes into the climax--the final obstacle to conquer before we can move on to the Resolution--where all the loose ends are neatly tied.
During NaNoWriMo, I'll be working with my scene prompts for inspiration. I'm going to write in scenes and not worry about chapters at all. Each scene will have it's own arc--a beginning, middle, and end. Keeping my focus on a scene at a time will help me to reach my goal. I'm not worrying about the big picture, because I've all ready mapped it out.
It is in the revision process that the magic happens. I'll find the cliffhanger of a scene (or more than one scene) at that time and make my chapter break there. That is how I'll find my chapters' ends and beginnings. How I'll make each chapter end in a cliffhanger.
I used to be a "fly by the pants" kind of writer without having a plan, letting my characters take me on the journey, but I found that they were like new computers and needed a program to follow. Their words are their own, and sometimes they point me in a different direction, taking me off my clear path for a bit. We may wander in the overgrowth for awhile, but we always find the main road in the end.
If you are participating in NaNoWriMo, good luck!
That's it. Slurp!
First off, I'd like to thank all the participants' for making my first blogfest such a fun and learning experience for me. It really choked me up to witness so many fabulous writers support each other without agenda. You all are stars! I was shocked and humbled to be mentioned in this post by Karlene Petitt on Scribe Sisters here. The four writers who host this blog is completely awesome, and you should all follow them. And finally, thank you to the very supportive and friendliest editor for writers, Cassandra Marshall. Check out her site here.
With that said, in keeping with the theme of the blogfest, I wanted to give you all my plan of attack for NaNoWriMo. If you read my post about my project notebook, you would have seen this . . .
This is what I use to jot down scene ideas for my story. I use three to four sheets. The first sheet is used for scenes that establish the defining event and the rising stakes, which usually takes me a third of the way to the next page. On that second page, the scenes move the story with rising action. Then in the following scenes the character has no choice but to move forward--there is no turning back, and she must keep going to resolve the problem.
As we move to the next several scenes, the character is over her head but has small successes on her way to resolve the problem. Now my scenes are moving into the dark moment where all seems lost and the character must make a great sacrifice to prevent a tragedy (could be physical or moral). And finally, I move the scenes into the climax--the final obstacle to conquer before we can move on to the Resolution--where all the loose ends are neatly tied.
During NaNoWriMo, I'll be working with my scene prompts for inspiration. I'm going to write in scenes and not worry about chapters at all. Each scene will have it's own arc--a beginning, middle, and end. Keeping my focus on a scene at a time will help me to reach my goal. I'm not worrying about the big picture, because I've all ready mapped it out.
It is in the revision process that the magic happens. I'll find the cliffhanger of a scene (or more than one scene) at that time and make my chapter break there. That is how I'll find my chapters' ends and beginnings. How I'll make each chapter end in a cliffhanger.
I used to be a "fly by the pants" kind of writer without having a plan, letting my characters take me on the journey, but I found that they were like new computers and needed a program to follow. Their words are their own, and sometimes they point me in a different direction, taking me off my clear path for a bit. We may wander in the overgrowth for awhile, but we always find the main road in the end.
If you are participating in NaNoWriMo, good luck!
That's it. Slurp!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Cliffhanger Blogfest . . . and the winners are. . .
The winners are . . .
First Place who receives a 10 page manuscript critique AND a synopsis critique OR $50 towards manuscript edits goes to. . .
Rachel Morgan
Two runner ups will receive either a 10 page manuscript OR a synopsis critique OR $25 towards manuscript edits goes to . . .
LS Murphy
First Place who receives a 10 page manuscript critique AND a synopsis critique OR $50 towards manuscript edits goes to. . .
Rachel Morgan
Two runner ups will receive either a 10 page manuscript OR a synopsis critique OR $25 towards manuscript edits goes to . . .
LS Murphy
Jodi Henry
And because Cassandra Marshall is just awesome like that there's a SURPRISE! An honorable mention prize who receives a 250 word manuscript critique goes to . . .
Marieke
"Oh wait, what's that you say? Another surprise?" I asked.
And because Cassandra Marshall is just awesome like that there's a SURPRISE! An honorable mention prize who receives a 250 word manuscript critique goes to . . .
Marieke
"Oh wait, what's that you say? Another surprise?" I asked.
"We have TWO MORE HONORABLE MENTION prizes? But why?" I scratched my head.
Further proof on just how awesome Cassandra Marshall is, and because we had so many participants, we have more prizes.
Tessa Conte
Rachael Harrie
Both will receive a 250 word manuscript critique!
Winners please email me your full names at bdrake(at)comcast(dot)net so I can send you your certificates.
And please don't forget to check out the most fabulous CA Marshall for all your editing needs!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Semi-finalists for The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger--whatever)
Voting ends at 6am MST (8am EST) !!!!
Woohoo! It's been such a thrill! I've been blogging, tweeting, dreaming, sleepwalking, and totally driving my family and friends crazy with my obsession over my first ever Blogfest. I wanted it to rock! Every detail implemented to perfection. However, just like planning a wedding, things don't go as smoothly as you'd like. We had a couple of URL problems on Mr. Linky, and we couldn't narrow down to only six semi-finalists. It's when you let go of those niggling little details that something wonderful happens.
When I first decided on selecting six semi-finalists, I had thought I would only get maybe twenty or thirty participants. We totally exceeded that number, so we decided on ten semi-finalists for you all to vote on.
Size mattered. There were several entries that went over the word count that we couldn't choose because of the rules. Some I truly loved and I applaud your talent! It wouldn't have been fair to those who followed the rules to keep them in the running. Here's a recap of the rules:
Here's how it works. On your blog site, write a new scene or post a scene from your current project that is no more than 500 words, which has a rocking cliffhanger (pun intended). It can be any genre. Just leave us hanging, craving more, and cursing your name for making us want to turn a page that isn't there. Easy peasy, right? Right.
There are wonderful prizes from Cassandra Marshall to be had, and tomorrow we'll have another surprise. Speaking of surprises, today is Cassandra's birthday. Go to her site here to wish her a happy birthday. Furthermore, in celebration, she's giving away prizes on her site!
Okay, I'm jabbering, so without further ado here are the ten semi-finalists. Please click on their names to read their entries and vote in the poll below for your favorite. The poll will be open for twenty-four hours. So don't dally and hurry up and vote!
Tessa Conte
Rachel Morgan
Jamie Manning
Marieke
Rachael Harrie
Dominic de Mattos
Jodi Henry
Shelley Watters
Wendy Tyler Ryan
Sunday, October 24, 2010
The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger--whatever)
The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger--whatever)
October 25-26
Well, it's finally here, my first Blogfest. I'm so happy you all decided to participate and I can't wait to read all the wonderful entries!
So, here's how it works . . .
On your blog site, write a new scene or post a scene from your current project that is no more than 500 words, which has a rocking cliffhanger (pun intended). It can be any genre. Just leave us hanging, craving more, and cursing your name for making us want to turn a page that isn't there. And make sure you link back to this blog post so that visitors to your blog can read the other participants' entries. Easy peasy, right? Right.
Have your entries posted by 8am EST on October 25. The fest will be for two days so that everyone has time to read the entries. About that, please try to visit and comment on as many blogs as you can. The more you do, the better the response will be on your entry. I will post the top six on Wednesday, October 27.
About the judges . . .
Myself, which I hope you all already know and please follow me cause I'll follow you back.
Joannine, a fellow writer and my best friend since I was thirteen.
Connie, my walking buddy and former university publications editor.
The judges will stop by each participants' site, read the entry, and when we're done, pick the top six, and then have you all vote for the top three on the 27th. I won't be commenting on your entries, but you'll know we've stopped by and judged it. : )
Here's the wicked awesome prizes from C.A. Marshall, Freelance Editor, Author, and Literary Agent Intern Extraordinaire:
CA Marshall's Website
Here are the participants. Please visit as many as you can to support your fellow writers!
1st Place: A 10 page manuscript critique AND a synopsis critique OR $50 towards manuscript edits,which average about $500.
Two runner ups will get: Either a 10 page manuscript OR a synopsis critique OR $25 towards manuscript edits, which average about $500.
Here are the participants. Please visit as many as you can to support your fellow writers!
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Two Days left before the Cliffhanger Blogfest ... A few words about my edits
There is only two days left to sign up to win some fabulous edit prizes so click the picture on the sidebar to join the Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger, whatever).
Today's coffee was a simple out-of-my-own-coffee-pot brand with vanilla creamer. It's Saturday and everyone is home and we just kind of hang out, run errands, and stuff, hence the not so thrilling coffee choice.
Anyway, I wanted to talk about edits. I received my edits back from CA Marshall a week ago and have been busy working on my revisions. I was going to shelf my finished project. However, after submitting to an editor, and having said editor say that she liked my premise so much that she put it at the top of her pile, but passing because I needed a bit more editing, I decided I should give it a chance. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with it. I've revised and revised until I couldn't think any longer. That's when I came across CA Marshall's site.
CA Marshall's fees won't break your piggy bank. She's very professional and delivers her work in the time frame given. So, I'm thrilled to be offering some edit prizes from her to help my writing friends out. And I will definitely be holding another Blogfest to celebrate my blog's milestones next year with like prizes.
I'll be putting up the rules and some other information about the Blogfest tomorrow night.
Well, what are you waiting for? Click on the muscled dude hanging on a cliff in the sidebar to enter the Blogfest!
That's it. Slurp!
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
NaNoWriMo Prep. - The Project Book
Okay, so coffee this morning is Pumpkin Spice Latte at Starbucks. It's so yummy that I think the cute nerdy guy with the wide grin behind the counter forgot to make it skinny. Anyway, I'm getting a lot of disdainful glances today. Probably because I'm wearing a track suit and everyone else is in business attire. I know those sidelong looks are because they wish they could be wearing their sweats, kicking back, drinking coffee, and staring at their computers at Starbucks, just like me.
Anywho, I just finished my preparation work for NaNoWriMo. This is my character/setting note book that I prepared for my new project.
I don't like to use a large notebook or a character board. I'm sort of OCD and I like all my notebooks to be the same. I hate putting things on my computer (cause you never know). In the first part of the notebook, I tape pictures of people who resemble my characters and then I write a biography for each. Like this ...
Next I attach pictures of every setting I'm going to use in the story and make notes on each location. Like this...
and this ...
Then I just add other stuff that will inspire me during my writing. Like, how a group of kids look together. A teapot. A tree. A tradition. Or a fashion. Any random thing that I'll need to see because I'm not familiar with it.
The final part of the book is for my outline. I usually fill in scenes on several sheets of this ...
I cut them out and arrange them as they would come in my story and then tape them in order in my project book right after all the pictures. This is what I'll work with while writing to keep myself on track.
So, that's what I've done. I have one for every story I've written. Then, when I've finished writing and revising my story, I download the word document to a disk, slip the disk in the pocket divider of the project notebook, and file it in my writing box.
What neat preparations do you do to prepare for your new project?
That's it. Slurp!
Anywho, I just finished my preparation work for NaNoWriMo. This is my character/setting note book that I prepared for my new project.
I don't like to use a large notebook or a character board. I'm sort of OCD and I like all my notebooks to be the same. I hate putting things on my computer (cause you never know). In the first part of the notebook, I tape pictures of people who resemble my characters and then I write a biography for each. Like this ...
Next I attach pictures of every setting I'm going to use in the story and make notes on each location. Like this...
and this ...
Then I just add other stuff that will inspire me during my writing. Like, how a group of kids look together. A teapot. A tree. A tradition. Or a fashion. Any random thing that I'll need to see because I'm not familiar with it.
The final part of the book is for my outline. I usually fill in scenes on several sheets of this ...
I cut them out and arrange them as they would come in my story and then tape them in order in my project book right after all the pictures. This is what I'll work with while writing to keep myself on track.
So, that's what I've done. I have one for every story I've written. Then, when I've finished writing and revising my story, I download the word document to a disk, slip the disk in the pocket divider of the project notebook, and file it in my writing box.
What neat preparations do you do to prepare for your new project?
Before you go, don't forget to sign up for my blogfest for a chance to win a 10 page critique and synopsis critique or $50 toward edits from CA Marshall. Plus there are two runner-up prizes! Click here for more information on The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger, whatever).
That's it. Slurp!
Saturday, October 16, 2010
First Page Blogfest
Elle Strauss over at Monday Musing is hosting a First Page Blogfest. Go to her site here to check out the other participants' entries. Elle dusted off an old WIP for this and so have I. So, here it is:
I should've ditched. First day of school and I was already late. I scaled the front steps of Telstar Regional High School and jerked open the door, my backpack bouncing against my hip. The smack of my flip-flops resounded down the empty hallway. I searched the room through the window before entering the classroom. Perfect. The teacher hadn't arrived. I hurried to an open desk, dropped my backpack to the floor and slid into the chair, folding my hands on the desktop.
"Nice," Mindy Holte said from the desk to my right. "I swear, Lily, you're the luckiest person I know. Mrs. Dean is at the office. Some problem with a new student. So, what kept you? I waited at our corner."
"My mom caught me wearing my Poe T-shirt and confiscated it." I frowned. "I guess I won't see that one again either." The Edgar Allan Poe shirt was my absolute favorite one. On the front, it had a raven standing on a skull with wings spread out and Nevermore in large white letters on the back.
My mom hates how I dress. She'd love me to wear flower-patterned dresses. She's a florist and owns a shop in the middle of Bethal. I have four sisters--all with flower names--Iris, Orchid, Freesia, and Camellia. My brother lucked out. His name is Seth.
"Hey, Novak," A familiar voice attacked me from behind.
I gulped hard, willing myself to stay calm. It's not every day your crush comes back to haunt you.
Before you go, don't forget to sign up for my blogfest for a chance to win a 10 page critique and synopsis critique or $50 toward edits from CA Marshall. Plus there are two runner-up prizes! Click here for more information on The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger, whatever).
Thursday, October 14, 2010
One Lovely Blog Award
I received this wonderful blog award from N. R. Williams, Fantasy Author and from Talei Loto at Musings of an aspiring scribe Thanks to both of you! It's so sweet when someone thinks your blog is lovely.
Conditions of the award. Post the award on your site and mention the person who gave it to you with a link to their site. Pick 15 (I figure I can go as high as 30 then, if I can) other bloggers to award the One Lovely Blog Award to, link their site and email or leave a comment on their site letting them know that they can come by and pick it up.
This is hard to do, since I love all the blogs I follow. So, I decided to pick blogs that had followers under 100 and I felt were doing an awesome job! Also, I had to make sure they hadn't already received the awards. Here they are, follow them and spread the love!
Arcana Chronicles
Books Quotes Poetry
The Oracle and The Muse
Misty Dawn Waters
Mara Writes
Garden Full of Lily
In My Write Mind
Little Red Writing Hoody
Marieke's Musings
Writes My Life
Hold On To Your Bloomers!
Joanna St. James-Biontic Writer
So lucky winners grab the award picture above, post it to your blog, and let your freak badge fly!
Before you go, don't forget to sign up for my blogfest for a chance to win a 10 page critique and synopsis critique or $50 toward edits from CA Marshall. Plus there are two runner-up prizes! Click here for more information on The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger, whatever).
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
My interview with CA Marshall - Freelance Editor/Literary Agent Intern/Author Extraordinaire
So Cassandra, I've read that you're a tea drinker. Earl Grey or Chamomile?
Neither. I'm more of the fruity teas type, specifically cherry or blackcurrant. Occasionally I'll go for green. I'm not much of a fan of brown teas.
Blackcurrant? Yum! No seriously, I heard you went to college in England. Where did you go? And what did you learn from the experience? Does spending time in a foreign country help you in your current job as juggler, um, I mean editor/intern/author?
Neither. I'm more of the fruity teas type, specifically cherry or blackcurrant. Occasionally I'll go for green. I'm not much of a fan of brown teas.
Blackcurrant? Yum! No seriously, I heard you went to college in England. Where did you go? And what did you learn from the experience? Does spending time in a foreign country help you in your current job as juggler, um, I mean editor/intern/author?
I went to Newcastle University in Newcastle upon Tyne. It's about an hour south of the Scotland border, so it's fairly north. You can read about that time here: http://www.camarshall.com/2009/08/mighty-ma.html Does it help me to juggle things? No not really. What it taught me most was focus. If I didn't understand something, the best thing to do was research, and lots of it. If I needed to buckle down and get some work done, even if all those crumbling castles and lovely beaches were calling me, I had to suck it up and get the work done.
What kind of shiny documents did you get from going to college?
What kind of shiny documents did you get from going to college?
I got my MA in Creative Writing with merit honors, concentration on fiction. It's very shiny.
What do you offer for your clients as far as editing goes?
What do you offer for your clients as far as editing goes?
I do both straight proofreading/copyediting (spelling, grammar, repeated words/phrases, and other "small picture" stuff) and substantial edits (plot, pacing, voice, character development, and other "big picture stuff"). I send three quotes, one for just copy edits, one for substantial (sometimes called exhaustive) edits, and one for both at a discounted rate. I'll send both specific notes in the manuscript as tracked changes/comments, and an editorial letter with more general comments or suggestions on how to make your work the best that it can be and how to give it the best chances with agents.
What common mistakes do you see while editing others' works?
What common mistakes do you see while editing others' works?
Lack of voice, starting in the wrong place (too much backstory, not enough set up, etc), or after I've sent notes, they'll say something like, "Yeah, I was worried about that" or "Yeah, I thought about changing that." If you're going to shell out big bucks for an editors help, make sure that you're offering your best work.
Do you edit all genres or is there any genres you don't edit?
Do you edit all genres or is there any genres you don't edit?
I haven't done much romance, nor do I read much of it. If someone approaches me about it I let them know about my lack of training/experience in romance and refer them to another editor. I have had a couple brave souls that have given me a chance to get experience anyway and now one of them has an agent, so yay! In general though, I edit mostly YA and MG and a decent amount of thrillers. I've even done a few non-fiction/memoir type projects.
Most writers probably think hiring an editor will seriously empty their checking accounts (me included). Can you give us an example of a few of your rates?
As a fellow writer, I try to keep my rates cheap. Most edits average under $500. Of course that varies with the amount of work that needs to be done and what the word count is. If it's a fairly clean MS and you want a copyedit, It can run under $200 or so, but if it needs lots of work, and you want both copy and substantive edits, it'll be on the high end. I ask for your query/a short summary and a ten page sample so I can see exactly how much work you need doing so you're not overcharged for something that you don't need. The last thing we writers need is unnecessarily higher bills. :P
You're an author. What genres do you write? How does being an author help you while editing or doing that intern stuff?
Most writers probably think hiring an editor will seriously empty their checking accounts (me included). Can you give us an example of a few of your rates?
As a fellow writer, I try to keep my rates cheap. Most edits average under $500. Of course that varies with the amount of work that needs to be done and what the word count is. If it's a fairly clean MS and you want a copyedit, It can run under $200 or so, but if it needs lots of work, and you want both copy and substantive edits, it'll be on the high end. I ask for your query/a short summary and a ten page sample so I can see exactly how much work you need doing so you're not overcharged for something that you don't need. The last thing we writers need is unnecessarily higher bills. :P
You're an author. What genres do you write? How does being an author help you while editing or doing that intern stuff?
My first book was MG and it was terrible. It's been rightly shelved. Maybe someday I'll bring it back out and rework it, but it was nice to get that first book out of the way. I've proven to myself that I can do this. First books are supposed to be crap anyway, right? So my next book was a paranormal YA about a girl who becomes a grim reaper and that ones out in queries. The next one will also be YA but it'll be contemporary. It's a sort of modernized Pygmalion, about a girl whose family wins the lottery and a boy at her new school helps her to fit in by teaching her to be more highbrow.
What I love most about editing/interning/writing is how they all work together. If I see mistakes in books that I'm editing, I'll check my own book for those mistakes. I used my experience reading queries to craft the best query I cold for the reaper book and so far I've had seven fulls and two partial requests, and it's only been a little over a month!
In your role as agent intern, is there a common storyline that's saturating the slush pile?
In your role as agent intern, is there a common storyline that's saturating the slush pile?
At the moment, there's a bunch of stories about Egyptian pharaohs and lost legacies. There are also lots about sea creatures; mermaids, sirens, kelpies, you name it. Don't worry about trends though, there will always be room for well-written books.
What's the most common error authors make when querying your agent?
What's the most common error authors make when querying your agent?
Not including sample pages. If we're on the fence about your query, it's tempting to just reject it. Sample pages are a sort of "second chance" for those that suck at writing queries. If we have to request those pages, that's such a time waste for both the writer who has to resend it and the intern that has to reread it.
What's the typical day in the life of a freelance editor, author, and literary agent intern extraordinaire?
What's the typical day in the life of a freelance editor, author, and literary agent intern extraordinaire?
Umm.. lots of sleep. Lots of reading, queries, fulls, and books. Lots of twitter surfing and email sending. Time outs for playing with my dog Mollie, watching movies, doing things, and going places. Lots of blog reading, client editing, writing, and then a bit of laying around before more sleeping. :)
You don't work for any sharks, do you?
I'm very proud to say that I do NOT.
I hope this wasn't too painful. I'll remove the cuffs now. And thank you, Cassandra, for being my first victim ... er ... guest.
Now go to her site here and seriously use her fabulous editing skills. In her brief review of my first ten pages, she pointed out a major problem in my manuscript. And that was in her initial quote letter, just imagine what she could do to your entire novel to make it shine.
Before you go, don't forget to sign up for my blogfest for a chance to win a 10 page critique and synopsis critique or $50 toward edits from CA Marshall. Plus there are two runner-up prizes! Click here for more information on The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger, whatever).
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Hook Line & Sinker Blogfest
"Just to remind you, the theme of the blogfest is such: Please post a 1000 word (a few over is okay) sample of your hook. Preferably, chop it right out from the opening of your manuscript. I'd like to see the range of openings various writers have to grab attention. Can you establish a great character relationship in just those few words? How about showing the world? Whatever your hook is, post it for the fest and we'll do the little jig around it (and give you comments along the way)."
I didn't want to use the same story I've been using for other blogfests I've participated in. So, I dusted off a story I had started because of a dream.I had planned to go back to it after I finish the project I'll be doing for NaNoWriMo in November. I have several first scenes of stories that have come to me, and I write them, so I won't lose the inspiration.I put them away for when it's their time to be written.This is one, so I hope you like it.
******************************
The color black is just not black enough. If it were blacker, maybe I could completely disappear. I flick a spitball from the sleeve of my black T-shirt, and it falls onto my jeans. I swipe it away and it lands next to my Converse. Yet again, a wad of paper hits me in the back of my head. Shit. I hate being here.
Ms. Landon is so clueless; she never knows what goes on in her classroom. The marker squeaks angrily across the dry-erase board as she writes out a polynomial equation. Why Ms. Landon doesn't wear Spanx or something is beyond me. Seriously, her cream-colored, polyester skirt is so tight I can see her lady lumps--and I mean cellulite, not Fergalicious curves--not to mention her panty lines. I'm no fashion critic, I wear the same thing every day, but even I've heard Oprah go on about how Spanx makes a woman's curves smoother when my checked-out-of-life mother blasts the show while washing dishes.
Ms. Landon is so clueless; she never knows what goes on in her classroom. The marker squeaks angrily across the dry-erase board as she writes out a polynomial equation. Why Ms. Landon doesn't wear Spanx or something is beyond me. Seriously, her cream-colored, polyester skirt is so tight I can see her lady lumps--and I mean cellulite, not Fergalicious curves--not to mention her panty lines. I'm no fashion critic, I wear the same thing every day, but even I've heard Oprah go on about how Spanx makes a woman's curves smoother when my checked-out-of-life mother blasts the show while washing dishes.
Math sucks. And not because I can't do the work, but because it's swarming with A-list maggots, and they all hate me. Another spitball hits the back of my head. This one is big and sticks to my hair. I reach behind my head and wipe it off . . . it's not a spitball . . . it's a snot ball. I drag my hand away and look at the slimy mucus slipping through my fingers as a chorus of giggles ignites behind me. Not giving the perpetrator the satisfaction of me freaking out, I raise my clean hand calmly and wait for Ms. Landon to acknowledge me.
"What is it, Rayne?" asks Ms. Landon, her hand rests on her hip and a cloud of red hair frames her face as she looks pointedly through her glasses at me.
"What is it, Rayne?" asks Ms. Landon, her hand rests on her hip and a cloud of red hair frames her face as she looks pointedly through her glasses at me.
I freeze.
"Miss Gray, what do you need?"
"Um . . . may I go to the restroom?"
"Certainly, but don't dawdle, we have a lot to cover today."
I stumble to my feet and peer through the black strands of my overly long bangs at Parker, Mr. Popularity, the smirk still lingering on his face tells me the loogie was a present from him.
Parker glares at me. "What freak?"
Ms. Landon spins away from the board. "Mr. Davis! This is your first warning. You don't want to spend today's game in detention after school, do you?"
"No ma'am," Parker drones.
We all know she won't act on that threat. No one puts the point guard in a corner.
I pass Jessica Harvey on my way over to the door, and she gives me a sympathetic smile.We were friends back in ninth grade, before the accident. She's nice to me, but only if I cross her path. The jester is kind, so I return a grateful grin. I pull the hall pass off the wall and yank the door open. My cupped hand reminds me of the snot I hold. How can anyone be so cruel? I go through the mini-maze into the girls' bathroom and immediately rinse my hand. Grabbing several paper towels and drenching them with water, I wipe the gunk from the back of my head.
I'm not Emo or Goth, just an introvert. I like people as long as they stay in their own space. My light brown roots scream against the ebony dye on the rest of my hair. The mirror hates me and I hate it. There was a time when I fitted in, when I wanted to fit in, when I needed to fit in, now I just want to hide. How do you face people when the vultures plastered the details of the accident over all the newspapers and media stations? I hate him. I wished he had died.
Tears spill over my eyelids as I stare at the girl I don't even know in the mirror. Her once happy life gone because of one wild night she couldn't control. The lights flicker angrily overhead and for a second I think I see the girl I used to be. I blink once, then twice, and the girl who looks like hell is there again.
Shaking my head and cupping water in my hands, I splash my face. "God. I've lost my mind," I mutter and turn off the water facet. Grabbing a couple of more towels, I dry my face.
The lights flicker again and then blackout.
"Damn it. What's going on?" As if someone would answer my question, I add another. "The school can't even pay their electric bills, or what?"
"I know, right?" There was no mistaking Jessica Harvey's voice. Throbbing like a strobe, the overhead lights came back to life. "We'd better hurry back or Ms. Landon might make us stay after class."
Wow, she hasn't spoken this many words to me all year. I follow her out of the bathroom and down the hall to our classroom, dreading the lecture about only one person at a time going to the restroom from Ms. Landon.
We walk in and I rush to my seat. Ms. Landon smiles at us and continues writing her lesson plan on the board. A finger pokes my back and I turn to face Parker.
"Hey sexy," he says. "Are we still on after the game?"
"What?" My eyes are wide.
Ms. Landon spins away from the blackboard. "Mr. Davis! This is your first warning. Please keep your comments to yourself."
First warning? I whirl around in my seat to face Ms. Landon. What the hell? Did Ms. Landon change while I was gone? She's wearing designer jeans, a green shirt, and a black, cropped blazer. Her red hair is straightened and tamed.
"Turn to page twenty-two," Ms. Landon orders.
I glance at my book and a strand of blond hair falls across my eyes. My shirt isn't black, it's red and white, and instead of my jeans, I'm wearing a red skirt. A. Cheerleader's. Skirt. Without thinking, my hand shoots into the air.
"What is it, Addyson?" asks Ms. Landon, with her hand on her hip, she looks pointedly through her glasses at me.
I glance around the room, wondering whom she means. As far as I know, we don't have an Addyson in the class.
"Miss Gray, what do you need?"
"Um . . . may I go to the restroom?"
"Oh, all right, but don't dawdle, we have a lot to cover today."
Whoa. Déjà vu, much?
**************************************
(This is a bit over 1,000 words here. I've posted the rest of the scene below in case anyone wants to continue.)
**************************************
I stumble to my feet and peer through blond strands of bangs at Parker, his lips twist into a sexy grin and then he mouths, I love you. I practically trip over someone's pink and black, plaid backpack that is leaning against my desk and dash for the door.
"I think she's sick," I hear Jessica say to someone.
What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on? What the hell . . ., runs through my head as I sprint to the restroom. I scurry around the mini maze and stop cold between the stalls and sinks. Sitting on one of the sinks is the loveliest pixie of a girl. Glittery yellow hair falls to the middle of her back, and the outer corner of her green eyes tilts up toward her temples. Her outfit looks made with more than a dozen rose petals in a variety of colors. She kicks her legs back and forth and her cupid lips pull into a smile.
"Hello, Addy . . . I mean Rayne."
"Certainly, but don't dawdle, we have a lot to cover today."
I stumble to my feet and peer through the black strands of my overly long bangs at Parker, Mr. Popularity, the smirk still lingering on his face tells me the loogie was a present from him.
Parker glares at me. "What freak?"
Ms. Landon spins away from the board. "Mr. Davis! This is your first warning. You don't want to spend today's game in detention after school, do you?"
"No ma'am," Parker drones.
We all know she won't act on that threat. No one puts the point guard in a corner.
I pass Jessica Harvey on my way over to the door, and she gives me a sympathetic smile.We were friends back in ninth grade, before the accident. She's nice to me, but only if I cross her path. The jester is kind, so I return a grateful grin. I pull the hall pass off the wall and yank the door open. My cupped hand reminds me of the snot I hold. How can anyone be so cruel? I go through the mini-maze into the girls' bathroom and immediately rinse my hand. Grabbing several paper towels and drenching them with water, I wipe the gunk from the back of my head.
I'm not Emo or Goth, just an introvert. I like people as long as they stay in their own space. My light brown roots scream against the ebony dye on the rest of my hair. The mirror hates me and I hate it. There was a time when I fitted in, when I wanted to fit in, when I needed to fit in, now I just want to hide. How do you face people when the vultures plastered the details of the accident over all the newspapers and media stations? I hate him. I wished he had died.
Tears spill over my eyelids as I stare at the girl I don't even know in the mirror. Her once happy life gone because of one wild night she couldn't control. The lights flicker angrily overhead and for a second I think I see the girl I used to be. I blink once, then twice, and the girl who looks like hell is there again.
Shaking my head and cupping water in my hands, I splash my face. "God. I've lost my mind," I mutter and turn off the water facet. Grabbing a couple of more towels, I dry my face.
The lights flicker again and then blackout.
"Damn it. What's going on?" As if someone would answer my question, I add another. "The school can't even pay their electric bills, or what?"
"I know, right?" There was no mistaking Jessica Harvey's voice. Throbbing like a strobe, the overhead lights came back to life. "We'd better hurry back or Ms. Landon might make us stay after class."
Wow, she hasn't spoken this many words to me all year. I follow her out of the bathroom and down the hall to our classroom, dreading the lecture about only one person at a time going to the restroom from Ms. Landon.
We walk in and I rush to my seat. Ms. Landon smiles at us and continues writing her lesson plan on the board. A finger pokes my back and I turn to face Parker.
"Hey sexy," he says. "Are we still on after the game?"
"What?" My eyes are wide.
Ms. Landon spins away from the blackboard. "Mr. Davis! This is your first warning. Please keep your comments to yourself."
First warning? I whirl around in my seat to face Ms. Landon. What the hell? Did Ms. Landon change while I was gone? She's wearing designer jeans, a green shirt, and a black, cropped blazer. Her red hair is straightened and tamed.
"Turn to page twenty-two," Ms. Landon orders.
I glance at my book and a strand of blond hair falls across my eyes. My shirt isn't black, it's red and white, and instead of my jeans, I'm wearing a red skirt. A. Cheerleader's. Skirt. Without thinking, my hand shoots into the air.
"What is it, Addyson?" asks Ms. Landon, with her hand on her hip, she looks pointedly through her glasses at me.
I glance around the room, wondering whom she means. As far as I know, we don't have an Addyson in the class.
"Miss Gray, what do you need?"
"Um . . . may I go to the restroom?"
"Oh, all right, but don't dawdle, we have a lot to cover today."
Whoa. Déjà vu, much?
**************************************
(This is a bit over 1,000 words here. I've posted the rest of the scene below in case anyone wants to continue.)
**************************************
I stumble to my feet and peer through blond strands of bangs at Parker, his lips twist into a sexy grin and then he mouths, I love you. I practically trip over someone's pink and black, plaid backpack that is leaning against my desk and dash for the door.
"I think she's sick," I hear Jessica say to someone.
What the hell is going on? What the hell is going on? What the hell . . ., runs through my head as I sprint to the restroom. I scurry around the mini maze and stop cold between the stalls and sinks. Sitting on one of the sinks is the loveliest pixie of a girl. Glittery yellow hair falls to the middle of her back, and the outer corner of her green eyes tilts up toward her temples. Her outfit looks made with more than a dozen rose petals in a variety of colors. She kicks her legs back and forth and her cupid lips pull into a smile.
"Hello, Addy . . . I mean Rayne."
I gather my composure and go to the farthest sink from her. "Halloween's been over for a week, now."
I don't need to wash my hands, but I do anyway, since I only came in here to get away from everyone while I have my breakdown. That's what it is, right? It has to be, I'm not going all Sybil, like in that movie we had to watch in Psychology. I thought I was just clinically depressed, but I could be going mental . . . who even knows when they're mental? We all can think we're sane, but really, we might not be.
My eyes travel to the mirror, and she stares back at me, the girl I used to be. She's five-foot-six, blond with brown doe-eyes, wearing a cheerleader outfit, with the same stunned expression on her face as me. I hate her. I buried her a long time ago, underneath the black cloud of clothes and hair dye.
"So, you ready to talk?"asks Pixie Girl.
I pull my eyes from the mirror and settle them on her. "Okay, so what's happening to me? I have Dissociative Identity Disorder . . . you know, multiple personalities, don't I? And you're one of my personalities, right?"
Pixie Girl jumps off the sink. "That's just plain silly."
"I'm Silly? Right. Look who's talking? Do you always wear flowers for a dress?"
"I don't know . . . you made me up." She twirls around and the petal skirt rises.
"Oh. My. God. I am insane." My eyes travel across her. "You look so real."
She comes over and slaps my face--hard I might add. "Does that feel real to you?
My hand covers my cheek and I nod.
"I am real," she says. "I was just fooling with you. Listen, the bell's about to ring and there goes our privacy. Rayne, I'm your guide. You see, I sent you into the body of yourself in a parallel world to your own world. This girl's name is Addyson. She's perfect . . . well, pretty much perfect. Maybe it's too perfect. You know, it can get tiring trying to maintain that level of perfect.
"You, on the other hand, well . . . you're drab. Nothing matters to you anymore and you spend all your free time in your room zoned out on your computer or reading or just staring at the ceiling. I've never seen anyone stare at a ceiling so much. I've seen your ceiling and it isn't much to stare at."
"You've been in my room?"
"Duh," she hisses. "Pay attention. Both you and Addyson have two weeks to figure out why you've been switched. Something bad is going to happen in two weeks. I'd tell you, but the higher beings don't give me all the details. All I know is that your lives depend on it."
"Why switch us?" I'm feeling annoyed now. "Why don't they just warn us and let us figure it out in our own worlds?"
"If only it was that simple, I'd be in Barbados with Dain right about now. It's like this, you both are blind to your own particular dangers, so if we switch you, then you can see what she can't see for herself and vice versa."
"Riiighhht," I say, slowly. "I'm going with insanity. I'll go home, go to bed, and when I wake up in the morning all of this would have been a dream." Without another look at Pixie Girl, I walk back out the mini maze, through the hall, out of the door and head down the street to my house. It's too freaking cold outside to wear a skirt.
The dream feels real, not only does the breeze flip my hair around, but also, I can smell Mrs. Dowdy's pumpkin bread baking. Every week after Halloween, she bakes bread with the insides of her carved pumpkins. The hag doesn't even share the wealth.
Thanks for stopping by and don't forget to click the picture in the sidebar to sign up for The Never-ending Scene (or cliffhanger, whatever) Blogfest for a chance to win a ten page novel critique and a synopsis critique or $50 gift certificate towards edits from CA Marshall, editor/agent intern/author extraordinaire. There's also runner-up prizes. Check out my interview below to get know CA Marshall better. I look forward to reading everyone's entries!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
At First Sight Blogfest
Jacee Drake (no relation) is hosting the At First Sight Blogfest check out her blog site here and make sure to check out the other participants' entries. Here's what the blogfest challenge is in Jacee's words - "post an entry describing in about 500 words the moment your MC meets someone of importance for the first time. Could be friend, lover, enemy, long-lost parent, sibling... whoever is important to them - at that point in their life - and the emotion and reaction to the encounter your MC goes through."
So here's my entry ... It's at the point in my story when my protagonist comes face to face with my antagonist.
(redacted)
Oh, and if I haven't said it enough times already, don't forget to sign up for The Never-ending Scene Blogfest for a chance to win some critiques and edits from CA Marshall editor/agent intern/author.
Oh, and if I haven't said it enough times already, don't forget to sign up for The Never-ending Scene Blogfest for a chance to win some critiques and edits from CA Marshall editor/agent intern/author.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Editing Prizes from CA Marshall for my Blogfest ...Check it out!
The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger--whatever)
October 25-26
Here's how it works. On your blog site, write a new scene or post a scene from your current project that is no more than 500 words, which has a rocking cliffhanger (pun intended). It can be any genre. Just leave us hanging, craving more, and cursing your name for making us want to turn a page that isn't there. Easy peasy, right? Right.
And keeping with Emily White's fest theme (oh, btw she's changing her blog's name so go over here to re-friend or new-friend her), I, along with some anonymous readers who are not participating in the fest, will pick the top six and then have you all vote for the final three.
Have your entries posted by 8am EST on October 25. The fest will be for two days so that everyone has time to read the entries. About that, please try to visit and comment on as many blogs as you can. The more you do, the better the response will be on your entry. I will post the top six on Monday, October 27.
Here's the wicked awesome prizes from C.A. Marshall, Freelance Editor, Author, and Literary Agent Intern Extraordinaire:
1st Place: A 10 page manuscript critique AND a synopsis critique OR $50 towards manuscript edits,which average about $500.
Two runner ups will get: Either a 10 page manuscript OR a synopsis critique OR $25 towards manuscript edits, which average about $500.
I'll be using CA Marshall's editing services on my new project--I heard she rocks! Just saying. Check her out.
Way cool, right? So what are you waiting for? Sign up NOW!
Please pass the word around on your blogs or twitter or elsewhere, whatever.
SIGN UP HERE TO ENTER THE BLOGFEST! (Really, I am yelling so you won't forget to sign the linky - heehee :D)
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Bad News Blogfest -- They're People Too Blogfest entry is below this one
Francine over at Romancing the Blog is hosting the Bad News Blogfest October 2-3. Check it out here and go and view her entry and all the participants.
And please check out my entry for They're People Too - Blogfest below.
Also, check out my post below for details on my upcoming blogfest. The prizes are critiques from CA Marshall.
The challenge for this blogfest in Francine's words:
At some time or another, I expect you've all had to convey bad news to someone else, maybe to do with a pet, a relative, maybe even lover. Hence, this "Bad News Blogfest" is not about personal misery, it is to be about a character receiving bad news!
And here's my entry:
So basically, my characters receive bad news by literally running into it.
(redacted)
They're People Too Blogfest
Tessa is hosting They're People, too - Blogfest over at her blog Tessa's Blurb today. Click here to see her entry and to go to all the participants' blogs to view their entries. I can't wait to read them all!
Also, check out my post below for details on my upcoming blogfest. The prizes are critiques from CA Marshall.
The challenge for They're People Too Blogfest in Tessa's words: Pick a more or less abstract concept... hate, love, weather, clouds, death, life, anything you can think of. Write a monologue/dialogue/scene featuring said personified concept as the MC and do so using somewhere in the region of 500 words.
For better or worse, here's my entry:
When my temper flares, they will think the world hates them. I angrily blow through the trees, knocking off leaves and snapping twigs off the branches. In my path, a fence explodes and a bicycle flips. Pine needles twirl and puffs of the earth rise. I sweep them up and carry them along.
I'm fearless.
I'm strong.
And I'm unpredictable.
I punch the house and the shutters rattle. One flies off, and my breath whistles between the cracks. A child screams for his mother. A dog whimpers. I hug the house, slithering over the top and into the yard. I fling lawn chairs. The patio table clatters, a potted plant slides off it, breaking against the ground in terra cotta pieces and earthen clumps. I brush across the grass and head for the other fence.
I'm fearless.
I'm strong.
And I'm unpredictable.
The fence falls down to my anger, surrendering without a fight. In a garden, I rip flower petals from their pistils. A tire-swing--attached to a thick branch--lifts in the air and rockets back and forth. Car alarms blare as I bluster by. A woman's dress tangles around her legs. Street signs ripple under my force. Papers fly from the arms of a boy. I climb the foothills, pushing along tumble weeds as I go. I can see the top. The mountain soars up in front of me, and I climb.
Higher.
Higher.
And higher.
I lose my breath.
I'm fearful. I'm weak. And I'm predictable.
I reach the top and stretch out to rest.
I am calm.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Blog Archive
- 2013 (90)
- 2012 (279)
- 2011 (103)
-
2010
(65)
- December(12)
- November(6)
-
October(14)
- Gearing up for NaNoWriMo...Plan of Attack...The Cl...
- Cliffhanger Blogfest . . . and the winners are. . ...
- Semi-finalists for The Never-ending Scene Blogfest...
- The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger--w...
- Two Days left before the Cliffhanger Blogfest ... ...
- NaNoWriMo Prep. - The Project Book
- First Page Blogfest
- One Lovely Blog Award
- My interview with CA Marshall - Freelance Editor/L...
- Hook Line & Sinker Blogfest
- At First Sight Blogfest
- Editing Prizes from CA Marshall for my Blogfest .....
- Bad News Blogfest -- They're People Too Blogfest ...
- They're People Too Blogfest
- September(10)
- August(9)
- July(3)
- June(2)
- April(1)
- March(2)
- February(3)
- January(3)
- 2009 (6)
Powered by Blogger.
Blog Archive
-
▼
2010
(65)
-
▼
October
(14)
- Gearing up for NaNoWriMo...Plan of Attack...The Cl...
- Cliffhanger Blogfest . . . and the winners are. . ...
- Semi-finalists for The Never-ending Scene Blogfest...
- The Never-ending Scene Blogfest (or cliffhanger--w...
- Two Days left before the Cliffhanger Blogfest ... ...
- NaNoWriMo Prep. - The Project Book
- First Page Blogfest
- One Lovely Blog Award
- My interview with CA Marshall - Freelance Editor/L...
- Hook Line & Sinker Blogfest
- At First Sight Blogfest
- Editing Prizes from CA Marshall for my Blogfest .....
- Bad News Blogfest -- They're People Too Blogfest ...
- They're People Too Blogfest
-
▼
October
(14)
About me...
I write young adult and middle grade novels. I'm represented by Peter Knapp at Park Literary. Look for my debut young adult novel, LIBRARY JUMPERS releasing February, 2014.
Writing Links
- Peter Knapp: The Emperor of Ice Cream
- Park Literary
- Month9Books
- Query Tracker
- Publishers Marketplace
- The Association of Authors' Representatives
- Yapping About YA
- Science Fiction & Fantasy Writers of America
- Grammar Girl - Quick and Dirty Tips
- Pimp My Novel
- Guide to Literary Agents
- Evil Editor
- Absolute Write
- Agent Query
- Help I Need A Publisher
















