Saturday, July 31, 2010

Priscilla, Queen of the Desert: The Musical

On Wednesday, I got a haircut (hadn't gotten one in 8 months--maybe more) and at 7.30 PM, I saw "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert: The Musical."

Having seen the movie 3 times, I was worried I wouldn't enjoy it as much. BUT the actors and actresses were so full of energy and so fantastic that I now love it even more.

One thing you have to know to understand my favorite line is that Bernadette and Felicia--wait a minute, do you even know what it's about? IMDB gives this sentence to summarize it: Two drag queens and a transsexual get a cabaret gig in the middle of the desert.

Anyway, Bernadette and Felicia argue. A lot. In a very funny and catty way.

My favorite line: Bernadette to Felicia in a woman's voice: If you feel like joining us later on, FIGHT IT.

The last two words are said in a man's voice, making it that much funnier.

They added jokes that weren't in the movie and we see more of Shirley, but the drinking contest between Bernadette and Shirley isn't there.

If you're in or near London, go see it at the Palace Theater.

Clash of the Titans--1981 and 2010 versions

To be honest, I didn't even finish watching the 1981 version--that's how bad the special effects are.

The 2010 one was much better, but if you never watch either one, you're not missing anything fantastic.

Right at your Door
A thriller in which a "dirty bomb" explode in downtown LA. Unfortunately for Brad, his wife Lexi was there and got infected. He seals himself in his house with Alvaro, a guy who can't get a bus to his own house. Then Lexi appears! She didn't die, but she's infected. Brad can't let her in the house if he wants to stay alive.

There's a twist that redeems the movie a little, but overall it wasn't that great.

Writing

Let's not talk about it. Monday to right now: 351 words.

Plotting

I finally fixed a few problems with the timeline. I know from whose POV each chapter is from chapter 20 to 51. It's all good. Now if I only I can motivate myself to write. I'm having way too much fun plotting.

Friday, July 30, 2010

How I write: A guest post by Nikki-Lee

I’m an 18 year old who goes by the name ‘Jessica’ in real life, but by the pen name Nikki-Lee Mars (mainly because people I known in real life aren’t supportive of my writing) on the internet. I’m in my first year of uni, studying Psychology. Sure, I love picking at people’s brains, but what I love most is reading and writing.

I recently finished my first novel, Ruby Red, and am in the midst of trying to edit it within an inch of its life, whilst working on my second novel. I specialise in fantasy, with a huge interest in faeries.

You can follow me on Twitter here: http://twitter.com/nlmars

And you can follow my blog, where I’ll talk about life, books and writing: http://nl-mars.livejournal.com/

How do I write? I’ve never actually thought about that before Kayleigh asked me to guest post on her blog. After a lot of thinking and going through my notebooks and my blog, I wasn’t any closer to finding out how I write. But then I realised that it was because I didn’t have any set rules for how I wrote each novel/story/whatever. How I wrote my first attempt at a novel is so different to how I’m writing my current novel.

Before NaNoWriMo of last year, I was the kind of person who pantsed through every piece. I never made any plans. I didn’t know any of the characters, I never knew the plot, except for the most basic plot (example: boy is turned into puppet by witch. Witch’s apprentice, girl, ends up helping him, turns him back. That was honestly the extent of my planning). This method worked for me, until I tried my hand at writing a novel. A serious attempt at a novel. Then I realised that pantsing just wasn’t a good idea with pieces larger than 8,000 words. I got stuck halfway through my novel, and then I decided to take the plunge and draw up some maps.

I never realised I could learn so much just by drawing up a map. That single map helped me to figure out the basic outline of the novel: what would happen, where they would go, who they would meet, and any side quests. So now, before I start a novel, I spend a bit of time trying to get to know the characters, the storyline etc. I don’t make the outlines too detailed, otherwise, I just feel like I have no freedom to be creative. I basically write a sentence or two summary for each chapter, something to let me know the basic direction I should go in. But I still have space to surprise myself with something I never realised would fit in the novel. For my first completed novel, RUBY RED, I added three characters that I thought were simple background characters, but they turned out to be quite vital to the progression of the story. Thing is, I hadn’t actually planned them out at all.
I’m still trying to figure out if I’m a pantser or a plotter, or an in-betweener.

Inspiration comes easily to me, it can be a sudden idea that randomly pop into my head, or it could be from me analysing old fairy tales and asking myself ‘what if?’. For Ruby Red, I was inspired by the 2006 version of Jane Eyre, where she is forced into a red room. At the same time, I had been reading Holly Black’s Tithe, so my brain just mashed the two together. So, I basically get inspiration from a lot of things. I always write them down in my special ‘idea’ notebook, which is in tatters because of how much I’ve used it.

When it comes to naming characters or places, I’m very deliberate and specific in the meanings. In RUBY RED, I had named one of my characters ‘Renfrew’, which was Celtic, meaning ‘from the still river’. Now, Renfrew is a kelpie, so you can probably see why that name is significant.

I’m also somewhat OCD with names. If they don’t feel perfect, and if they don’t seem to have that spark, then I won’t use it. It has to be THE ONE. I won’t progress through my story if I don’t know what my characters are called.

I try to be as organised as possible with my writing, which means separate books for vague ideas, full on plots and outlines, and where I write snippets of story in when I’m away from my laptop. I colour-codes my notes, and use so many post-its that you could say that I have an obsession. This is really odd, considering that I’m usually not a very organised person outside of my writing. In my last year of high school, all my notes were written in one book, if that gives any indication as to my organisation fail.

With the actual writing process, it’s complicated. I go through phases where I’ll write 1,000+ words a day for a week, then abruptly stop. This hiatus could go on for a few days to a few weeks, then I’ll randomly start writing again. I’ll sometimes try to write during those breaks, to get myself into the habit of writing, but the writing is poor, and the word count low. Because of this, my work can take anywhere from a few weeks to a few months to complete.

I have a few quirky habits, or rules, that I have during writing. I must always have something to drink, whether it be my favourite, chai tea, or even just water or Coke.
I find that I write best in the morning, between 3 a.m. and 10 a.m. Watching the sunrise is one of the most inspiring things I can think of. It never fails me.

I write on my laptop at my desk almost all the time. During the day, I’ll change places; I might move to the sunroom or onto the deck in our backyard if the weather is nice. But I’ll never write in bed. If I’m at school or on a bus or train, I’ll pull out my Smiggle (www.smiggle.com.au, I always use Smiggle. Their notebooks are just so pretty and inspiring) notebooks that I always carry around and write, but I’m more comfortable with typing. It’s less of a strain on my wrists, I think.

When I type, it’s always in Arial Narrow size 10. I always have music playing. In fact, I have playlists made for each story, each important scene and each character. They help motivate me, and I end up finding myself typing away to the beat of the song. As a result, the songs I choose are almost always fast-paced.

I’m still essentially learning how I write. Who knows, maybe I’ll never fully learn. Maybe I’ll just keep evolving my technique. That’s why I love being a writer, because every day is a journey, every day, you learn something new about yourself.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

England: A trip into London

a.k.a HELL!

Well, okay, London itself isn't really hell, it's more the fact that I spent about 7 hours there with my family.

We took the train at twenty to two in the afternoon and the first shop we went into was a South African one. We bought biltong there. Delicious, wonderful biltong. Last time we had any was in The Netherlands, 3 years ago!

Our first official stop was at the Natural History Museum. We had to queue for fifteen minutes just to get INTO the damn museum. Then we had a look at some of the things on display in the hall before finding out we had to queue to see the dinosaur exhibition, the big one.

Oh, and we hadn't eaten lunch. So by the end of THAT, we were hungry and our feet were hurting.

After lunch in a Chinese place, where I found out I had the ability to use chopsticks properly, we went to Hamleys, the biggest toy shop in Europe. It was HELL for me.

Trafalgar Square: we climbed on one of the lions and our dad took a picture. I have a slight fear of heights, so that was only slightly scary.

And, the highlight of my day, Foyles. The bestest ever bookshop I've EVER been to. Yes, I am aware that is a bad sentence, but who cares. Not me.

Okay, so by the time we got to Foyles (it took us quite some time--got lost, arguing, sore feet), I was too exhausted to look at the books. I sat down half a minute then thought "Fuck it" and began looking at all the wonderful books!

One thing you should know about Foyles: it's a maze. Seriously. I kinda got lost in that place. But somehow, by just wandering around, I ended up in the Fantasy section, then Paranormal Romance, then Teen Noir, so all was good.

The books I got?

  1. Thinner by Stephen King
  2. Christine by Stephen King
  3. Liar by Justine Larbalestier
  4. The Dust of 100 dogs by A.S. King
  5. The Mammoth Book of Vampire Romance (which has a short story by Rachel Vincent=reason I bought it)
  6. Beauty and The Beast by Robin McKinley
  7. The Carbon Diaries: 2017 by Saci Lloyd.

Oh, we also bought tickets for "The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert", the musical. We're going to see it tomorrow night. And tomorrow around 1 pm, I'm getting a haircut.

That's why today, Tuesday, is a relaxing day indoors.

Writing

Sunday: 261

Monday: 7

So far today: 0

Grrr...

Plotting

So I'm writing chapter 20 and I have no idea where the characters will take me.

However, I know, more or less, what chapters 21 and 22 will be about:

  • A trial,
  • sadness, and
  • the last time we ever see characters L and J.

But who knows, things could change. Character M was SUPPOSED to be evil, and she turned out to be really kind.

I've also got a bit of problem with the timeline. And an idea just hit me. It's perfect.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

England: Day 9

Day 7: Friday: I think we stayed in. I wrote 413 words.

Day 8: Saturday: I wrote 0 words. :( And we stayed in. Again. I don't mind, and it's actually partially my fault (I go to bed too late), but my mom's getting annoyed. Why? Because...

Day 9: Sunday: Today we were supposed to go out. I don't think that's gonna happen any more. It's 1pm.

Movies

  • Harriet the Spy: Blogs Wars: Meh.
  • I rewatched The Virgin Suicides.
  • And that's it. I need to convince my family to watch Clash of the Titans (1981 version) with me.

Books

  • I am reading "My Soul to Save" by Rachel Vincent, even though I should finish reading "Lolita", "The Sweet Far Thing" and "A Forest of Hands and Teeth" *is an idiot sometimes*.

I have weird dreams

As per usual, I don't even know where to start. Something about a guy and a girl, then he can't find the girl and it turns out he imagined her. And he shoots her in the forehead. Then she reappears, has a scar on her forehead from the bullet. She's now real, I think.

Then there was something with slides and tunnels and water and snakes. Oddly enough, I think I've had that dream before.

Then I was in some shopping center and then someone was chasing a friend and me. And the friend decided to carry me on her shoulders. Eventually we lost the guy chasing us and we sat down on a couch to watch TV. In the middle of the shopping center. And we hid under a sheet when he got close to finding us.

See what I mean by weird dreams?

Word count as it is now: 40271

Word count as I want it by tonight: 40 771.

Friday, July 23, 2010

England: Day 6, we go shopping

Movies (SPOILERS)

  • Panic Room: Good. Although they were some moments when the mother and her daughter were SO stupid, but it's to be expected in thrillers, I suppose.
  • Valentine's Day: Good. Better than I expected. Did NOT expect Julia Roberts to be the little boy's mother. I admit it: I teared up. And a lot of people are saying Taylor Swift's acting was horrible, but I honestly thought it was supposed to be cheesy and bad. If not: WOW. Scary.
  • The Sixth Sense: Amazing. Yes, I know, it's taken me THIS long to see it. Whatever. My favorite line is: "They don't have meetings about rainbows."

Books (SPOILERS)

I finally finished reading "A Clockwork Orange" and all I have to say is: wow. Go read it if you don't mind books where the protagonist is evil.

(Warning: He doesn't give a shit about the law--he murders, steals and rapes. Other warning: Anthony Burgess invented slang for the teens called "nadsat". It takes a while to get used to.)

I saw the movie AGES ago, so I already knew what it was about. The one major difference is that chapter 21 of the book is ignored. Apparently, Stanley Kubrick wanted a realistic ending. In the book, Alex changes and wants to be good. In the movie, he goes back to being evil.

Anthony Burgess is really good: you end up rooting for Alex, even though you know what he's done. Time and time again, people betray him: his friends, his parents, strangers. And this makes you feel sorry for him.

Shopping

  • Boots: I got girly stuff like a tangle teaser, moisturizer, etc. That's it. No clothes, no shoes. Couldn't really find anything...

Writing

Wednesday: 1110 words.

Thursday: 250 words. I'd like to write more, but I've got to wake up early to go to the Natural History Museum. Ugh.

Something that I realized at the hairdresser's (my mom got a haircut, and yes, as you would expect, it rained later on. But we had umbrellas) is that I have foreshadowing in chapter 6 for the thing that's revealed in chapter 18. This was NOT done on purpose, because even I had no idea that Fabienne was [deleted] until chapter 18. But this description in chapter 6 now makes more sense. I love when that happens. (And no, it does not happen very often.)

Total: 39858=53%

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

England: Day 3, we go out

Movies

  • Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief: Eh. It was okay.
  • Friday the 13th, Part 5: A New Beginning: Same.
  • Another Cinderella Story: Meh. I REALLY liked the dancing scene with the mirror, but so many parts irritated me.
  • Bring It On: Fight to the Finish: Ugh. When are they gonna stop making these movies? I loved the first one, but now I watch them to make fun of the dialogue and characters.
  • Toy Story 3: *sigh* I'd heard people saying it was REALLY good and the movie did NOT disappoint. Very good.

Day 1 included the ferry ride and unpacking. Day 2 we stayed in and just watched TV. Day 3, Monday, we went out and did the following:

  • WHSmith: Books! I got books! Hush, hush by Becca Fitzpatrick, Succubus Blues by Richelle Mead and Fang by James Patterson (the Maximum Ride series is my guilty pleasure). I also got "Clash of the Titans", the 1981 version.
  • Pound shop: I got two pens and skittles. Boring, I know.
  • Heart Foundation shop: DVDs! A Knight's Tale, Panic Room, IT and many others.

Day 4, Tuesday, we went to see Toy Story 3 and I got two DVDs for 5 pounds! "Thelma and Louise" and "Red Dawn" (my mom's comments: "But it's a boys' film. And it's ancient." How has she not realized by now that I LOVE "boys' movies and movies from the eighties?).

Day 5, Wednesday, which is today, we're staying in. Tomorrow, however, is a shopping day. Yippee.

Writing

Friday 730
Saturday 186
Sunday 732
Monday 287
Tuesday 58
Wednesday 131

And Wednesday is far from over.

Total word count: 38629

Oh, I was supposed to post this on Monday, but so many things got in the way (leaving the penthouse, internet not working, siblings wanting to watch movies) that I'm only posting this today.

Monday, July 19, 2010

How I write: A guest post by Courtney

Hello! My name is Courtney. I'm a 24 year old student/teacher/blogger/daughter/sister/fiancée. I'm also an aspiring author of several genres of fiction. I write Paranormal Romance and Contemporary Romance, as well as Romantic Suspense, Urban Fantasy, and Young Adult novels. Writing is my passion; research is my hobby. There’s nothing else I’d rather do than sit down and create stories.

You can find me on my personal blog, Work in Progress http://courtneyreese86.blogspot.com, at my critique group’s blog, CritiqueThisWIP http://critiquethiswip.blogspot.com, or on Twitter as @courtneyreese86 http://www.twitter.com/courtneyreese86.

Now that the introductions are over, let’s move on to today’s post, shall we?

How do I write? Well, every writer is different, and we each have our own way of doing it. When I first decided to do this post, I assumed it would be fairly simple…an easy topic that I could tackle in a night. Boy was I wrong. I know how to write, but I’ve never looked at how I do it. I suppose this will be one of those self-enlightening posts in which everyone will look at me with wide, horror-struck eyes—and laugh. It’s okay; I like a good laugh too.

I’m a sucker for new ideas; I love them too much for my own good. I’m a total plotter but my novels aren’t set in stone. If something needs to change or I want to add a new bit, I fit it in. I like organization but I’m not rigid on the details. My novels always start off with a single thought or scene. From there, the control freak in me takes over and I start the plotting process. Usually, plotting is my favorite part. There is so much potential in the beginning that plotting is tons of fun. I use two dry erase boards and loads of post-it notes; everything is color coded. When the ideas start flying, the post-its start flying! Some of the ideas are really bad, but others are keepers. In the end, everything finds a place, be it in the trash can or in my book. After that, I transfer it all over my handy-dandy plotting-spreadsheets and start writing.

I was young when I first started writing; too young to really understand the dos and don’ts of grammar. I look back to those days with a happy kind of envy. Back then, writing was so easy. I didn’t care about commas or semi colons, participle phrases or dangling modifiers. All that mattered was getting the story written. Adverbs were my friends and ‘telling’ was the shit. Oh, how easy it used to be…

But then, one day, I started learning about grammar and my writing style started to change, subtly at first, then like a flood. Writing was not so simple anymore. And of course, (stubborn me) I can’t just write, and then go back later to edit. Nope, I have to do it all in one go; otherwise my writing isn’t worth the time it takes to read. I know, I know. Go ahead and scold me; I’ve heard it all before. It’s just the way I function—the way I write. It’ll take me an hour to write a paragraph sometimes. I’ve been working on switching my habits and writing without my editing-goggles on, but it’s still a tough task. Some days are easier than others, but for me, writing without editing is a huge undertaking. It takes work, practice, and a few too many slaps on the wrist. They say we use two different parts of the brain when writing and editing: the creative side and the analytical side. By doing the two-in-one, I’m actually handicapping myself.

I’m pretty anal about writing my stories. I’ve been known to take years to complete a novel. Some of them get written a bit faster, but a few stubborn ones refuse to be hurried along. My current WIP is the first in a paranormal romance series called Nightlings. So far, I’ve been working on this series for about two years, though I only started writing it about it year ago. It took me the better part of a year to plot out the first few books, get the characters established, and create my complex, paranormal world. I don’t mind the constant “time-suckage”; it’s all part of my writing style.

Have I ever given up on writing a novel? Yes and no. There was this fan-fiction piece I started writing in the 8th grade; it has been moved to the bottom of a drawer, never to again see the light of day. There is also a paranormal romance novel that started writing in high school. It was my first paranormal piece and I loved it! Unfortunately, the computer I was using did not love it, and crashed, taking my half-completed, 50,000 word WIP with it. That was the first time I learned the “back-up lesson”—and to this day, I hold a grudge against that damn PC.

So how do I write? It’s a constant battle…

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Day 3 of traveling: not so bad

Wake up at 8, go to ferry, breakfast, get on ferry, two hours to cross the Channel, lunch, and finally, at 5 pm, THE PENTHOUSE.

It is awesome. Lounge, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, kitchen, dining room and access to the roof as well as the garden (where there's a ping pong table and a trampoline and a swing set thing and mokey bars). Also: my siblings and I got the big bedroom with the carpet. (Our reasoning for us needing it: there are three of us and it's a bigger roomer.)

Tonight, we plan to watch Death Proof, for the second time, while eating popcorn. :)

Lunch: Man, there is SUCH a big difference between waiters/waitresses in England and the ones in France. Here they're very friendly and stop by every so often to ask if everything's okay. In France, they don't do it nearly as often, and when they do, they're very cold and distant. Or, if you want to use a different word, professional.

But those friendly waitresses made our lunch much more relaxed and enjoyable.

My sis, bro and I chose to have traditional bangers and mash. Delish.

Oh! We got a satnav. We chose "Sean" to give the directions, the Irish male voice. I had no idea that satnavs worked that well. In movies and TV shows, people using them always get lost no matter what.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Day 2 is not over yet: only 3 hours spent in car with family

This morning, I got to wake up at 8! And then we only had 3 and a half hours in the car! *sigh* I also read more of "A Clockwork Orange" and wrote 700 words. And it's only 5 pm.

One thing we've noticed about the houses here, and everything else really, is it all looks so much like The Netherlands. Which makes us miss The Netherlands even more.

Most people might think all of France is more or less the same, and I kinda thought it was too, but being in the north of France makes me realize the big difference between here and the south of France. The houses are different--brick instead of... I actually don't know what our house in the south of France is made of--and there are canals. And we even saw a windmill.

Anyway, tomorrow we take the ferry. We'll leave at midday, and two hours later, at 1 pm, we'll be there. Nope. That's not a mistake. England is an hour behind France.

Writing

Like I said, I've written 700 words, but now it's almost 10 pm and I haven't written anything since 5.

I probably won't blog again until tomorrow 5 pm, so here are today's numbers:

  • Total wordcount: 37205
  • Chapter 18: 3853 words
  • Percent: 49,61 (almost 50%!)
  • Words written since the 11th of June (first day of holiday): 10 800 (that's 308.5 words per day)

Just need to figure out some dates of births for 3 characters, as well as when they became vampires, otherwise nothing makes sense.Ugh. Gonna be complicated.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Day 1 is over: was spent in car with family

You can just guess how much fun that was.

  • 6.30 am: Wake up
  • 9 am something: Leave. Finally. Mom had planned to leave at 6.30. Ha!
  • 12 ish: Lunch. Waiters ignore us most of the time. I have pizza and didn't realize until much later that what I thought was tomatoes, which I don't like, was actually the chorizo, which I do like. Result: I appear stupid to my siblings. They take advantage and mock me. Evil little siblings... Also: My day wanted to pay; the waiter finally acknowledged my dad then told him we have to go the reception. Why couldn't he have taken the time to tell us that 5 minutes earlier, when my dad started trying to get the waiter's attention?
  • After lunch until we get to the hotel: In car. Little bit of arguing. Sleeping. I read more of "A Clockwork Orange", finally, and I love it. Amazed that Burgess could invent a whole slang. A slang that you get used to after a while. Then we play a French game called "Baccalaureat" until we reach hotel.
  • From then on, we spend time unloading car. We have to make 3 trips. This is normal for us. Yes, I truly needed my laptop bag, my suitcase, my handbag, my vanity box and my pillow! And my iPod dock.

So here I am, at 7 pm in the hotel room writing this. In an hour or so, we'll be off to the restaurant. Today's writing goal: 500 words. Can I do it? Well, luckily, tomorrow doesn't involve as much driving as today, so we don't have to wake up extremely early. So hopefully. Wish me luck!

"Eight dollars for Beer Nuts? This room *is* evil!"

This will be short and to the point because I need to get some sleep. We're leaving early tomorrow for England, where I shall buy all the books I want. *sigh* Giant bookshop=my personal heaven.

Movies I've seen recently:

  • Pandorum: Fairly good.
  • The Wicker Man--original: Good, strange, sad ending...
  • The Wicker Man--remake: Shit. Absolute shit.
  • Minority Report: Very good. Loved it.
  • 1408: Freaked the hell out of me. So much so I had to stop watching it. But I finished it today and wow. I loved it. Regarding the ending, however... Apparently what I saw is the theatrical ending.

*****SPOILERS*****

When I saw the ending, I thought maybe he had died, because how could the recorder record Katie's voice if she wasn't really there? Then I found out that's the ending where he lives, and Katie's voice on the recorder is EVP, proof for Lily that Mike wasn't lying. I prefer my interpretation.

In the director's cut ending, Mike dies. Then the manage of the hotel sees him in the backseat of his car, then we see Mike in the hotel room and he fades away or something. (I didn't actually see it.)

*****END OF SPOILERS*****

Writing

Since I last blogged, I ended up writing a total of 501 words on Saturday and Sunday I wrote the same amount. Monday was a failure. Tuesday I wrote 480 words. I was stuck, but got unstuck. How did I do this? I used a variation of "When in doubt, kill a character" and introduced a new character. (Well, not really a new character...)

Adding conflict solves writer's block. Most of the time.

But today I have written zero, zilch, nil words. I'm hoping I'll manage to write at least 150 words before going to sleep--which I should be doing NOW.

Tomorrow, I won't be able to write on my laptop until we get to the hotel. Then on Friday same deal. But Saturday, there will be TWO hours on a ferry--with internet access! Which might harm my productivity, but whatever.

Now I'm off to write 150 words in chapter 18 and then print said chapter so I can at least try to write in the car.

First: I overpack. Scratch that--my family overpacks. This time, we vowed to use smaller suitcases. And yet I end up with:

  • small suitcase of clothes
  • vanity box of bathroom things
  • handbag for the car trip: notebooks, pens, books, iPod, phone...
  • huge bag with more books, DVDs, iPod dock, phone charger...
  • laptop bag

And that's it. Yup: We don't travel light. And yet, that's us traveling light.

That means exactly what you think it means: we used to travel with a LOTTA shit. How much? Well... *said in the manner of Samantha Stephens*

The car would be filled up.

To the ceiling.

Will update Saturday. And Courtney's post about how she writes will be posted Tuesday the 20th of July.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

"How I write": A guest post by Maria

Maria, known as MariaSweet on Twitter, is 22 and will graduate with honours in International Journalism the 16th of July this year.

She is addicted to reading, dancing (in the sense that she's had numerous classes, including ballet, since she was a kid) and she loves to write. She hopes to one day be a published writer.

She takes an active interest in the publishing industry and is looking for an editor's internship within any publishing house. Her favourite genres are urban fantasy, paranormal, YA, MG, historical romance and romance. She will also, for research or if it's funny, read children's books.

She, like many other writers, loves listening to movies scores when writing. Such as the Harry Potter scores. And she has a problem that a certain amount of famous writers have had: a drinking problem. Don't worry, in her case, it's just extra strong coffee and herbal teas like peppermint tea.

"How I write" by Maria

How do I write? Personally, my writing process has not changed much since I was about 5- 6-years-old, but it has changed shape and form and solidified more in my late teens, around 16 to be more precise. Each person has a writing process unique to them, and they pretty much stick with it and that process might or might not share some similarities with someone else’s writing process. That much is common knowledge, so to speak. Some people can even change writing styles at some point in their lives. Not so for me, at least so far.

I recently found out what I’m called according to my writing style courtesy of Myra McEntire and her first VLog (which can be found here: http://writingfinally.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-vlog-no-foolin.html). I’m a pantser, which means I fly by the seat of my pants. I am not a plotter: never have been, never will be. I have been ‘accused’ of being an organizational freak, a decent researcher and methodical in a wacky sort of way—yes there is definitely a method to my madness—but never of being a plotter.

I will write, write, write until I am done and disregard overall word count or chapter word count. At the end when I start editing, I will cut words, starting from 20,000 words all the way to 50,000 words, if not more. It depends on what length the book/novel needs to be, not to mention useless scenes and ones that make absolutely no sense or don’t mesh with the rest of the material. My characters, as Myra says, boss me around and have free rein. As much as that annoys me sometimes, hey it works. So who am I to argue against it; if the character wants to have a stupid name, for example, then he’ll get it, as I am not inclined to try and fight it—I’ll end up losing the fight anyway, so what’s the point?

I also lose momentum or interest very easily due to the way I write and get inspiration. In addition I have somewhat of a low attention span. If I don’t get all, or at least some of the pieces of the story, I can’t write a thing. I don’t care if you sit me in front of the computer or give me a pad and pen for the whole day; I will not write. I’ll just find something else to do to occupy me, like read a book, and the idea(s) etc, will come when it/they come.

Proof of this, for example, is when I did homework or had to read a really crappy and boring book for school—that really wasn’t something I’d normally pick up to read—I’d simply pick something else up, cover the text and make up my own brand new stories to go with the pictures that were in it. I particularly favoured illustrated books and occasionally children’s picture books. I’m sure I’m not the only one who used to do this. Now that is something that used to entertain me for hours on end, its great fun! I still do it actually and one of my favourites was/is the Bible surprisingly, or not depending on how you see it, as it has some stunning illustrations...

But I digress...

To get back to the point, the whole pantser situation is secondary and comes after what is the core –the essences as it were- of my writing process. I have a very odd way of writing. It comes to me in little bursts, in dreams when I sleep, even when I daydream. I could be anywhere at any given time and my muse will just sing to me and that’s it. I will grab the closest napkin, piece of scrap paper –anything that can be written on and is in/resembles the form of a sheet basically– and a pen and will write it down. It’s like putting a puzzle together and to most people I appear mad and rude every so often, especially because I get all flushed and excited –especially if a particularly long time has elapsed since the last time a piece revealed itself to me (I hope Victoria Schwab will not mind me using that term as it’s very apt!).

At first, I thought that all the teachers that tried to “beat it out of me”, belittling me and telling me that I am not smart enough because I wasn't a plotter —if I had a penny for every time one of them said ‘I will make a proper plotter of you yet’ I’d be filthy rich by now— must be right. I mean why don’t other kids/people write like me (I know: naive, thinking that I was the only one but I hadn’t encountered up until now anyone that spoke of their writing process and style openly and sincerely and I was just too shy to ask).

I tried hard to do it numerous times, I honestly did but I failed at it just as many times; I’m just not a plotter. It really doesn’t work for me; it restricts me, frustrates me to no end and makes me cranky and unhappy. Not to mention I just blank out, cannot write a word worth a damn.

So thanks Victoria, Myra and all the other awesome writers like C.J. Redwine for showing me that there is no right or wrong way to write. You do it how you feel most comfortable and what is more productive for you personally. Plus I feel tons better that I’m not alone in my ways (Victoria’s VLog can be found here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yyl9Zt9XxU8).

I don’t get the pieces of the puzzle in the right order either. My writing is very erratic and I need to piece it together when I’ve gathered all the big/small pieces by creating the in-fillers, all those in-betweens that provide the skeleton that will hold it all together along with the pieces that will make up the flesh of the story —‘the puzzle pieces’—; and will help everything stick together more solidly. For example, I could get a major scene of the story/piece of the puzzle or something as small as the image of a single card from a Tarot Deck that signifies something important for the story. There’s no set way. Then I begin to refine my plot, break the chapters down more properly, and reposition the scenes etc, yet again so I can find the right order to make them fit better. What comes next is the word cutting, the language correcting, cutting out unnecessary expressions, etc. I could end up with as many as ten drafts on some occasions! And that’s what works for me.

It’s a slow process and it means I can write only one book at a time with a few short stories on the side, etc.

One habit I’ve really kept since I was a kid, and have been trying to break because I really regret having done it, is/was burning/destroying and generally getting rid of every single story I’ve ever written about a few weeks after I’ve finished it, because it just was/is not good enough. I’ve started and dropped many manuscripts that way, because I realised there was no plot or it was one big cliché or even when there was a plot but the story was just not going anywhere and it was as dull as watching paint dry.

As a matter of fact I personally think that watching paint dry would be marginally more entertaining than reading some of the stuff I’ve written. Plus I was only a kid and not exactly an expert at it. The reason I did/do it is because if I keep them I dwell on them and keep obsessing about it which is really not healthy... It’s still the start, I need lots more practice and I’m not saying that it might not change or evolve in different ways in the future but at least I’ve learned to accept and use my writing process/style to my advantage and even have fun with it.

Maria

Next time on "How I write": Courtney Reese will blog about how she writes.

"You do drink don't you?" "Of course. I just said I was a writer."

So. I saw Eclipse on Wednesday. Better than the 1st and 2nd, but I still hate the whole series. Bella and Edward were as annoying as ever with their dialogue. I truly realized how annoying Edward is when he wasn't present during most of New Moon. Absence can not only make the heart grow fonder, it can make you realize how annoying a person is.

I appreciated the hot werewolves and--finally--the fighting. And, like Myra McEntire said in one her youtube videos, the Cullens actually spoke in this movie!

Erm, I don't think I've got anything else to add. Except maybe that considering how bad Breaking Dawn was, Eclipse might be the best movie out of the 4/5 (because of that whole two part thing).

Moving on to more interesting things...

Writing

I was behind on my goal for a long time and finally, I've almost caught up. Just 490 words left. Here's what the word count for the past few days looks like:

Monday 70
Tuesday 444
Wednesday 434
Thursday 920
Friday 828
Saturday 142

Now I'm not done for today--I'd like to at least reach 250 words. It'd be a pity to fail now after the success I've had since Tuesday.

Total word count for now: 35161.

Chapter 18: 1808.

Fact: Chapter 17, which is only 1751 words, took me 15 days to write.

1408

I started watching 1408, but stopped because it is too freaky to watch at night. And what made me want to watch the movie? The words "writer" and "John Cusack" on the back of the DVD cover. I'd seen John Cusack in "Stand By Me", but didn't find him hot. I saw him in 2012 and melted. Yummy.

As my sister knows, I have a thing for blondes (Spike from Buffy and a thousand others) but if there's an actor or character in a book I like, and he's not blonde, then he's got dark hair. Like Michael Madsen in "Reservoir Dogs." *sigh* Or Rob Lowe. And how could I forget Kiefer Sutherland in "The Lost Boys" and "Stand By Me."

That's the annoying thing about watching movies from the eighties--all those hot guys are in their forties or fifties now.

Predator

So. My dad said it was a classic. Really good. Somewhere else I read it's a cult movie.

Honestly, I was disappointed. Slow, not that much happens really. Now I don't hate all slow movies. I mean Alien was REALLY slow, but I loved it. But stuff happened.

Thursday, July 08, 2010

Writing revelation at 1 in the morning (evil lounge)

So. It turns out that all this time when I've been blaming the hot weather for my lack of writing, I was wrong. Partially. Yes, the hot weather makes it more difficult to write. I mean for one thing you're sweating. You feel more tired. The only thing going through your mind is "Kill me" or "I'm melting" or "I'll do anything for it to be 28 degrees (Celsius)" and you can't write in those conditions.

BUT the thing that really stopped me?

I was living in the lounge, sleeping in the lounge, eating in the lounge. See a pattern emerging?

I realized just how important it is for me to write sitting at my desk, with the door closed and music playing. Any other way will NOT work. Yanno, except for last night, when I wrote 444 words while in the lounge. But that was different.

Conclusion: Who cares if your sister wants you in the lounge watching TV with her, or your friends who haven't seen you in 4 weeks would really like to spend some time with you, or people are worried you've died—if writing in your bedroom like a hermit is the only way for you to write productively, do it.

PS: For any Americans, lounge=living room.

Tuesday, July 06, 2010

"Remember that face I showed you, Scully? I'm makin' it again!"

Movies I've seen in the past few days:

  • Banlieue 13: Loved it.
  • Banlieue 13: Ultimatum: Loved it.
  • Rain Man: Loved it.
  • The X Files: Meh. Had never seen an episode, didn't know what to expect.
  • Mercury Rising: Okay.

I'd expand and say what I think, but I am FINALLY getting some writing done.

Monday, July 05, 2010

Review of "Sisters Red" by Jackson Pearce

So here's the book trailer for it:


And a summary:

Scarlett March lives to hunt the Fenris-- the werewolves that took her eye when she was defending her sister Rosie from a brutal attack. Armed with a razor-sharp hatchet and blood-red cloak, Scarlett is an expert at luring and slaying the wolves. She's determined to protect other young girls from a grisly death, and her raging heart will not rest until every single wolf is dead.

Rosie March once felt her bond with her sister was unbreakable. Owing Scarlett her life, Rosie hunts fiercely alongside her. Now Rosie dreams of a life beyond the wolves and finds herself drawn to Silas, a young woodsman who is deadly with an ax-- but loving him means betraying her sister and has the potential to destroy all they've worked for.

The Review (my kind of review anyway)

I read the prologue online and I, probably, stomped my foot when I realized that was it. I needed to read more NOW.

So I asked my mom to order it, she did, it arrived. I hugged it. BUT I did not read it immediately. Why? I'm an idiot. Sure, I was reading FOUR other books, but that should not have stopped me for as long as it did. I finally gave in and more or less turned into a HERMIT.

I can tell you that for the two or three days it took me to read it, my sister was HIGHLY annoyed with me. I barked and growled and yelled at her when she interrupted me. "I'm reading, leave me alone."

I was also telling her "Eloïse, you HAVE to read this book! It's about sisters who kill wolves! They kick ass; you have to read it." She doesn't like reading, but one day she shall read Sisters Red.

Characters:

  • Scarlett March: 18, missing her right eye, kick-ass, awesome, and kills Fenris (some people, like me, say "I'd kill for her/him/my sister/my brother"; Scarlett literally kills for her sister).
  • Rosie March: 16, not as passionate about hunting as her sister, but she still kicks ass.
  • Silas Reynolds: 21, comes from a family where people build their own bedrooms. Seriously.

What I think of the writing: it's beautiful and amazing and it's what made me fall in love with the book just by reading the prologue.

Fast pacing, lots of action, the twist was surprising and when it was revealed I couldn't stop squealing/squeaking/screaming for 15 minutes. BUT Jackson Pearce layered in hints before it's revealed. When it was, I went "So THAT's why that was mentioned and that happened..."

The book cover is, as you can see at the beginning of this post, gorgeous. And I love the title: Sisters Red. Like "Brothers Grimm"; it's brilliant.

Little bit of a spoiler: I loved that Rosie pulled it together when she was captured and rescued herself.

I give it 5/5. Now go buy and read it if you like stories about wolves and teenage girls killing them.

About the author

The biography she wrote taken from her website:

Jackson Pearce is twenty-five years old and currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with a slightly cross-eyed cat and a lot of secondhand furniture. She recently graduated from the University of Georgia with a degree in English and a minor in Philosophy. She auditioned for the circus once, but didn't make it; other jobs she’s had include obituaries writer, biker bar waitress, and receptionist. In addition, Jackson coaches both colorguard and winterguard at a local high school.

Jackson began writing when she got angry that the school librarian couldn’t tell her of a book that contained a smart girl, horses, baby animals, and magic. Her solution was to write the book herself when she was twelve. Her parents thought it was cute at first, but have grown steadily more concerned for her ever since.

Jackson Pearce: on twitter, her website, her youtube channel, and her livestream account.

What I think about her: Jackson is really nice and I love that she does a live video every Tuesday where people can ask her questions and just talk to her. When I said in the chat that I was up at 5 to 3 in the morning for her, and somebody in England said it was 5 to 2 for them, she said she'd try to change the time of the live video so we wouldn't have to stay up so late.

(Man this is a long post...)