Wednesday, October 24, 2012

NaNoWriMo and The Clevelands



It's that time of year again, when the leaves change color and descend all over the yard and get into the pool. The pool itself now feels abandoned and who would want to swim in its freezing waters anyway? The squirrels are scampering around hiding their nuts and then forgetting where they hid them; the bears are on high alert, stuffing themselves as much as possible and looking for suitable dens to spend the winter in. People are beginning to retreat indoors sooner in the day than a month or two ago; the rich aroma of baked goods permeates the interior of the house. The family board games are withdrawn from the attic, the closet or under the sofa where they've spent the summer chatting with the spiders and dust bunnies. The wood-stove and heaters are lit by dusk and dawn to stave off Winter's chilling approach. Curled by the fire with a good book, a soft cozy blanket to keep your feet warm, a mug of delicious hot chocolate or perhaps mulled apple cider, and a plate of yummy cookies fresh from the oven is a pleasant way to spend an afternoon or evening in the autumn weather.

While its a wonderful season for baking, gathering around the fire, reading those dusty books of yours while the rain drums rhythmically on the roof, and the air smells all spicy and alive; its also a great season for writing. October is famous for being an Autumn month - after all, its a very classic month; but its November that I'm going to post about today. To a great many writers and everyday people with stories to tell, November is National Novel Writing Month or, as we fondly like to call it, NaNoWriMo. NaNo is that great wonderful time of the year when authors from all over the world get together {virtually and sometimes literally} to each write 50,000 {or more} words in 30 days. Its grand fun, a wonderful challenge and one of the most effective ways to bash out a novel that you can go over later at your leisure and try to translate from a jumble of words into a book that may or may not actually make sense. You can also make quite a few like-minded friends while procrastinating on writing your book.


NaNo first appeared in 1999 and has increasingly grown over the last thirteen years. I first found it in 2010 when my best friend Chelise told me about it. At first, I thought, "Write 50,000 words in 30 days? Um, how is that possible?!" However, I looked upon it as a challenge I was determined to conquer {side-note: my siblings and I were never enrolled in competitive sports despite being very energetic and, well, competitive}, and, despite that particular November being one of the worst months storm-wise we'd ever had, I finished before midnight on November 30th with 50,000 + words. After I did a slap-dash job of editing it in February my word count was just under 51,000. Anyway, I'd had a blast and I was hooked. And my beautiful story, The Cleveland Mysteries, finally had taken form and was on its way to delivery {a.k. self-publication}. Last year, 2011, I again participated in NaNo and wrote the sequel to my first book, the final word count of which was around 55,000 when I was done. I had personal competition from one of my best friends, Joanna, which made it extremely exciting. After NaNo, she offered to edit my book and proceeded to tear it apart and point out everything I'd done wrong. I hope she's up to doing it again this year because I intend to write the third book in the series. I'm not sure about my husband's challenge of "This year, 60,000 words dear" but I'll do my best.


The Cleveland Mysteries was first conceived in 2009 when I was working through my high school curriculum for my Jr. year. I was studying rubies in connection with Proverbs 31 and thought of how I could come up with a more creative fun way for other people like me to learn about gems and minerals without really having to well, learn about them. The answer came fairly quickly: write a book about rubies. I dug around my notebooks where I keep story ideas and character sketches and found one among three or four similar sketches of a sizable homeschooling family. I don't think the sketch had an actual story to it; it was more of the characters themselves and the interplay between siblings and homeschoolers vs. public schoolers. Well, I slapped the two ideas together, tweaked it a bit, renamed a few people, and ta-da! My story was all ready to be written. Volume one, as mentioned above, was born in 2010 and entitled The Lost Rubies {my plan for this firstborn is to revise it over the course of 2013, shake out most of those grammar and spelling errors, and dress it up in a shiny new one-of-a-kind cover my husband designed for me}, the sequel was born in 2011 and entitled The Missing Emeralds - my plan for this one includes finishing the editing process and publishing it for the first time ever, also in a shiny custom cover; and finally, the third installment will be called The Vanishing Pearls and will be written this November. My plan for the third book is to write it, ship it off to the capable hands of my editors, edit it, dress it in a custom shiny cover unique to itself, and publish it. Hopefully by this time next year, when I'm getting ready to dish out the fourth book, I will have all three first ones published.


The first three books are very crucial to the series. The Lost Rubies introduces the characters {of course} who are the Clevelands: Mr. and Mrs. Cleveland, Ardella {22}, Nova {18}, Dermot {17}, Garvey {15}, Orson {13}, and Levina {10}, and Ambrose Donahue {25}. It describes the Clevelands' daily life {which is important}, lays the foundation for the interplay between the characters, hints at the conflict surrounding Ardella and Ambrose's respective pasts, and sets up the foundation for the sequels. The second book, The Missing Emeralds, features Ambrose turning 26. Okay, so that's not all it's about. The sequel dives into the many layers of Ambrose's past and unravels a large chunk of him, revealing to the audience why he's guarded, why he's so fascinated with the Clevelands, and hints at his mysterious habit of showing up at odd times. It also adds another layer to the foundation concerning his affection for Ardella and her own past. The third installment, The Vanishing Pearls, I will be brief about. However, I will tell you that it contains a test of Ambrose's connection to the Clevelands, and explores Ardella's darkened past. The turning point that everything hangs on and which ties Ambrose and Ardella together better and more tightly than they realize, takes place in this book and which will be the trickiest part to write. Obviously it features pearls. 

I plan to hopefully turn out 7-10 books total in the series. That or just write till I run outta good story ideas. Please comment with your favorite gem stone, suggestions, questions or ideas for future stories in the series, and I'll do my best to reply in a prompt manner. Cheers folks and enjoy the lovely autumn weather!



Wednesday, October 3, 2012

An October Post

October is just around the corner {or is actually here, by the time this gets posted *rolls eyes and winks*}. So I thought I would look up some poems on my favorite month of the year. *grins* This is gonna be soooo much fun!





It Was One of Those Fine October Days
It was one of those fine October days
free from summer’s heat and haze
but not yet gripped by autumn chill.

It was one of those fine October days
when the sky’s so clear
you can see the moon
through the atmosphere
at midday.

It was one of those fine October days
when the trees sport yellow and red
instead of everyday summer green.

It was one of those fine October days
when one draws a deep breath
and is grateful
to be resident on Earth.

~ Richard Greene




October Girl
I married an October girl
but met her in December's cold,
I remember well
that winter of our meeting
you could not say that it was swell
that frosty first time greeting.

I saw her a second time
October in the spring
when light shone from her face
and joined with my light within;
she blew a gentle breeze
with freshness in her haste
to meet again the man
who previously in December
she had not seemed
so keen to chase.

She blew into my life in spring
through summer and the fall
and swirled around the boughs
of my many outreaching branches,
until she bared me of all the leaves
I'd grown throughout my life
and pointed to the roots of me
that held me strong in strife.

October is a blustery girl
with many winds of change
sometimes with an angry squall
that bares wintered teeth
with lightening storms of rage,
but I never did meet a girl
with such a warm embrace.

I married that October girl
we married in the spring
and as I wait to see
what summer's breeze may bring
I know that October's girl
will shine her light within
as I soar up so very high
upon October's wind.

~ David Taylor
{co-incidentally, my husband married an October girl. *winks*}




October
Crispy air and azure skies,
High above, a white cloud flies,
Bright as newly fallen snow.
Oh the joy to those who know October!

Colors bright on bush and tree.
Over the weedy swamp, we see
A veil of purple and brown and gold.
Thy beauty words have never told. October!

Scolding sparrows on the lawn,
Rabbits frisking home at dawn,
Pheasants midst the sheaves of grain,
All in harmony acclaim, October!

Brown earth freshly turned by plow,
Apples shine on bended bough,
Bins o'erflowed with oats and wheat,
And satisfaction reigns complete. October!

Radiant joy is everywhere.
Spirits in tune to the spicy air,
Thrill in the glory of each day.
Life's worth living when we say, October!

~ Joseph Pullman Porter



October
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;

Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.

Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.

Slow, slow!

For the grapes' sake, if the were all,
Whose elaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost--
For the grapes' sake along the all.

~ Robert Frost



October's Party
October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came-
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.

The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.

The Chestnuts came in yellow,
The Oaks in crimson dressed;
The lovely Misses Maple
In scarlet looked their best;

All balanced to their partners,
And gaily fluttered by;
The sight was like a rainbow
New fallen from the sky.

Then, in the rustic hollow,
At hide-and-seek they played,
The party closed at sundown,
And everybody stayed.

Professor Wind played louder;
They flew along the ground;
And then the party ended
In jolly "hands around.

~ George Cooper



Autumn
All day I have watched the purple vine leaves
Fall into the water.
And now in the moonlight they still fall,
But each leaf is fringed with silver.

~ Amy Lowell



In The Library
The library always smells like this:
an ancient stew of vinegar and wood.
It’s autumn again,
and I can do anything.

~ Dorothea Grossman




Autumn Fires
In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!

~ Robert Louis Stevenson
{One of my favorite poems}


And since I'm so nice {and bored}, here are a few more cool Autumn pictures I found while doing this post.































Saturday, September 29, 2012

Ghost Knight Book Review

Title: Ghost Knight.

Author: Cornelia Funke.

Genre: Fiction, Ghosts, Legends, England, History, Children, Knights.

Plot: Eleven year old Jon Whitcroft is miserable. Sent away from home for the first time and for the longest amount of time in his short life, all he can think about is the horrible things he would like to do to his mom's new boyfriend - code-named The Bread. When the train pulls into the rainy little town of Salisbury where he will be attending boarding school, Jon has no idea what he is in for.

Despite homesickness weighing him down, Jon quickly makes friends with his roommates - Stu and Angus - as well as a mysterious, rather frosty girl named Ella. He even manages to eat the awful food. What Jon never expected however was that a vengeful ghost with a grudge centuries old would come around, hunting the last of the Hartgills. Jon is a Hartgill on his mother's side and he isn't prepared for the lengths to which the ghosts will go to get at him, and when the situation takes a turn for the worst, Jon calls upon a long-dead knight bound by an ancient oath to defend the helpless to come to his aid. But can he trust the knight?

Creatively written and lively, with clear colorful characters, this is one summer read that hold you at the edge of your seat.

Likes/Dislikes: While I enjoy Ms. Funke's writing style and creativity as well as her ability to paint vivid pictures with as little description as possible, this particular book was rather subpar. It was most likely just me as I don't particularly dig ghost stories. The characters were all creative and lively - Zelda's unique habit of cursing using strange plant names was a real treat for me. I loved that little character quirk! From a Christian perspective, this book is silly; everyone knows that if you rebuke the ghost in the name of Jesus it will flee away. *winks* Still, I liked the knight and his sweet, sad story. And the illustrations were beautiful!

Rating: PG-14 and up, mainly for content which includes ghosts and their ghostly, bloody descriptions. The reading level is easy. I recommend having a parent or older sibling check this book out first if ghosts are an issue in your household.

Date Report Written: August 30, 2012.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

An Emily Dickinson Poem

XL

SHE sweeps with many-colored brooms,
And leaves the shreds behind;
Oh, housewife in the evening west,
Come back, and dust the pond!
  
You dropped a purple ravelling in,        5
You dropped an amber thread;
And now you ’ve littered all the East
With duds of emerald!
  
And still she plies her spotted brooms,
And still the aprons fly,        10
Till brooms fade softly into stars—
And then I come away.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

A Cool Link - Please Follow It!

Hello everyone! Okay, so now that it looks like my life will start to settle down and form a routine again, I think I can start blogging on here more often and more regularly like I used to. Now, if I remember correctly, Thursday was my random posting day. I had a thought about that; how would you all like it if I posted a random story from my regular everyday life? Stuff is always happening in my life, especially now as Winter approaches. *winks*

I will also be shooting to get a totally random book review up for ya all this Saturday. Stay tuned for that. But in the meantime, could ya all do me a really huge favor and help spread the word about a new blog run by two of my best friends? Its a creative writing blog and the authors are hilarious, creative, and sweet. They are homeschool grads and I have known them and been writing epic stories with them for years now. They're grand and have some really good helpful tips and advice to share - most, if not all of it is gleaned from their own writing experience. So pretty please, pleeeeese join their blog and tell all your friends about it.  Below is the link to their latest post, do please check it out!

http://crazybugauthors.blogspot.com/2012/08/thursdays-writing-tip-get-to-know-your.html?showComment=1346347236887#c8666562083711976895

Thanks and keep blogging folks!

Thursday, August 9, 2012

A Random Movie Post

Yo, Elena has a fun blog post on which Academy Awards Best Pictures movie you've all seen. Here is the link: http://elenatintil.blogspot.com/2012/08/which-best-pictures-have-you-seen.html

Out of the list, I've only seen 24:

Mutiny on the Bounty
Gone With the Wind
How Green Was my Valley
Mrs. Miniver
Casablanca
Going My Way
Around the World in 80 Days
Ben Hur
West Side Story
Lawrence of Arabia
My Fair Lady
The Sound of Music
Oliver!
Patton
Chariots of Fire
Rain Man
Driving Miss Daisy
Dances With Wolves
Forest Gump
Braveheart
Titanic
Gladiator
Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
The King's Speech

How many have you seen?