Monthly Archives: December 2011

30 Days of Writing: Day 6

Challenge #6: Where are you most comfortable writing? At what time of day? Computer or good ol’ pen and paper?

I will write anywhere and any time inspiration strikes. I have dozens of notebooks with disorganized thought-blurbs littering the page in pen, pencil, crayon, and highlighter. I’ve scribbled notes and outlines on sermon bulletins, receipt paper, napkins, and in rare and desperate cases, bank deposit envelopes.

I am most comfortable writing in a quiet, secluded spot where no noises can lay siege to the ideas that come flowing out of my brain. Music and chatter are all very well for beginning a thought process, but while I’m transferring it to readable print I need stillness.

Because of this need I’ve grown used to writing through witching hours–between 12 and 4 in the morning–when the tots are all abed. However, work has made a respectable woman out of me (sort of) and since I have to sleep much earlier in the evening, writing sprees occur anytime I have time. Usually late afternoon or the wee mornin’ moments before work, if I have a spare half hour or so.

The majority of my writing happens right on the Word document. Typing speed is ideal for getting ideas onto a page before they’ve slipped my mind. However, there’s nothing quite like the feel of lined notebook paper smooth and cold under your hand. I love wooden pencils because chewing on them gets the creativity flowing and tastes delightful. I’ve discovered (to my immense horror) that pencil rubs out after a couple years, and ballpoint pens are therefore best for preserving notes. I like the cheap ones that come a dime a dozen.

I know Starbucks is a hot spot for writer types like me and I want to try it out someday. I have not yet because I’m afraid I’ll be distracted every time the door opens. I’d wonder too much about the people, the associates… any good conversations would take away from my writing. I’ve tried writing at Panera a few hours before my shift started, but unless I can steal a corner booth I’m too worried people can see what I’m doing.

If there’s anything that will disrupt my writing flow it’s peekers. I cannot stand people seeing a project in the works. Beta aside. The most frustrating thing in the world is someone peering over your shoulder saying, “Oh, what are you writing?”

You will not read until it is finished!!!

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Reaching these conclusions, I looked in on them, casually as
it might be, in the servants’ hall, and, finding tea going forward,
instantly invited myself to that meal. (For, NOTA BENE, a drop of tea is
to a woman’s tongue what a drop of oil is to a wasting lamp.)

My reliance on the tea-pot, as an ally, did not go unrewarded. In less
than half an hour I knew as much as the Sergeant himself.

-The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins

The Victorians knew how to write. If you ever want to be astounded by perfect word choice and delicious similes, grab a book written prior to the 1900′s. There’s nothing like it. It takes me far too long to read such a book (I’ve been working on The Moonstone for months) but savoring is not a bad thing.

I’m ashamed to say I cheated and watched the film to The Moonstone before I was quite finished with the book, but the book is exceeding expectations in every way.

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The Woman in White by Photia on DA

Here is what made me a Wilkie Collins fan in the first place. Certainly holds a place in my top five favourite books. Similar to The Scarlet Pimpernel in that it has a little bit of every genre: tragedy, romance, mystery, satire, drama, history. Oh, how I love it! I wish to read it again. And then immerse myself in the little-known musical version by Andrew Lloyd Webber. If that intrigues you, I demand you enjoy full length conversations that are entirely sung.

I make no demands on reading/hearing book or musical first. Usually I’d cry, “Read the book! Read the book!” but the entire story is there in the soundtrack, so if you fancy a late night scare, pop in some earphones and listen on through!

Though I must warn you that the musical is very different from the book in many ways so don’t expect to get the same thing from both. Whichever you choose first, you must do both you know.

And if a certain commenter of mine enjoyed “I’ll Be There” for its belting-into-crowds line, she will love the musical dialogue from Woman in White. :D

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Joyeux Noel

The scripture…

1 John 5:1-5

Whosoever believeth that Jesus is the Christ is born of God: and every one that loveth him that begat loveth him also that is begotten of him.

By this we know that we love the children of God, when we love God, and keep his commandments.

For this is the love of God, that we keep his commandments: and his commandments are not grievous.

For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.

Who is he that overcometh the world, but he that believeth that Jesus is the Son of God?

The music…

The joy…

May God grant us hearts of contentment this Christmastime and bless us with the peace only He is able to bestow.

Happy Christmas!!

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30 Days of Writing: Day 5

Challenge #5:  By age, who is your youngest character? Oldest? How about “youngest” and “oldest” in terms of when you created them?

My youngest character… by age… what a quandary! It must be the unborn, unnamed child from Arranged and Engaged; the story that I finished only to discover its innumerable follies and start afresh with the barest of plot points in tact. But I’m not sure that counts since I’ve no idea if I’m keeping the child.

That sounded dreadful.

Quick change of subject! My oldest character is Ziv. He was born sometime before the rise of the Roman Empire and was made into a vampire well into his nineties. He might be in his hundreds. It’s all very sketchy. But yes, he lived a long life by normal standards and then kept on living. So he’s over two-thousand years old. At least.

Oldest in terms of creation–not counting my very first play characters who I do not remember names of–is Clarissa May Laurence. Her story is on Chapter 4. It’s stuck. Quite stuck. I decided I don’t like writing murder mysteries in the girl’s point of view. :P I cannot say whether that story will ever be finished.

My youngest character in development just received the name Gemma. She has a husband in politics. I have no idea where her story is going–if it’s going. It’s just lines of argumentative dialogue at present.

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What do I say?
What do I do?
How will I ever hope to fare?
How can I stay
So close to you
Knowing now that your place is
In another’s embraces
In another man’s care?

I should be gone
Far from this hell
Till not a trace of you survives
Yet I’ll stay on
For I know well
Though you’ve left me behind you
One day troubles will find you
And when that day arrives

I’ll be there
For to me there’s no sorrow
Worse to bear
Than a life lived apart
I’ll be there
Come the mists on the morrow
I’ll be there
By your side
And deep within your heart

Now she’s his wife
Nobody knows
How much of her she’ll have to hide
But whatever life
He may propose
Will be merely pretending
To the dream never ending
We’ll now hold inside

I’ll be there
Though I know that it’s madness
Hearts laid bare
Stripped of pride yet still proud
I’ll be there
In the depths of my sadness
I’ll be there
Ever steeled
Unyielding and unbowed

Go and marry a man you don’t love if that pleases you
Throw away for a cause all the joys we have known
I thought love’s more than clan
More than faith
More than anything
May his kiss keep you warm
I’ll be fine on my own

Is it me I’m deceiving?
Mad or not I’ll stay true

I’ll be there

I’ll be there
Heaven speed me
By your side
As you need me
I’ll be there
For you

-I’ll Be There from The Pirate Queen

This song fiercely expresses the determination of a man in love and remains one of my favourites to belt out at inappropriate times.* I posted the lyrics I’m used to; they’re the most generally accepted words to the song, so I assume the performance in the video took place before changes occurred to the script. Usually I don’t take to songs about men pining after other men’s wives, but I make exceptions for this and Walter from The Woman in White due to exceptional circumstances. I can’t help but love the way he promises to stick by her come the day troubles find her. Because he knows she married a brute. It’s all very complex and I won’t burden you with the details of the plot, but suffice to say this musical produced a number of fantastic songs.

There is something monumentally appealing about angry man-singing, and no one does this particular piece justice like Hadley Fraser. I love this song for the emotion so I shared the best one for the expression of it. You can just feel the emotion roiling off him in angry, devastated, frustrated waves as his movements echo the thought, “WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME, WOMAN!?!”

Yet… he’ll still be there.

*swoons*

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Flynn by Jackie Sullivan

It was more than trying for me to come up with an image that was not from The Dreamer. :P I had one that was perfect: about age gaps and the legality of modern “courtship” but I’m being a good sport and expanding your horizons. *wink* Though I reserve the right to be glum about it.

*sulks*

Oh yes. I started another web comic because I needed something to keep me occupied while waiting for Dreamer updates. I found one that’s enjoyable, but the conversations that go on in the comment section are the real draw. One thread was on a page that introduced a butler to the story and it went like this…

Virtual: A butler called James. I wonder, are ALL butlers called James? :p
trav26: i thought jeeves was the ubiquitous butler name..
Virtual: Don’t forget, Batman has Alfred :)
Val: He’s not witty enough to be called Niles you see
ArtsAngel (author): Often a butler’s real name was not used and they were “given” one by the household.
Kurieo2: I’d call my butler Fluffy or Rabbit…just because. :3
Me: I’d call mine ‘husband.’ Because any British man who brought me tea whenever I asked…

*When I say inappropriate times I mean walking up to a coworker who’s toasting a bagel in order to screech, “GO AND MARRY A MAN YOU DON’T LOVE IF THAT PLEASES YOU!!”

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Day of a Sickie

This was me yesterday. (ALL credit for the image goes to Lora Innes. Click for full page.)

I called in sick for the first time ever this morning. I knew last night I wasn’t feeling up to another full shift after opening the bakery with the onset of a cold, but I was scheduled for 7:30 this mornin’ so I tried to call as soon as possible to get a fill-in.

Thank God for coworkers who answer their messages at 5:15 in the morning!

Today was all about recuperating so I’m well enough to do a little Christmas shopping tomorrow and get back to work by 6pm.

This is my recipe for making a sick day as “well” as it can be.

Nourishment

-Buckets and buckets of sweet black tea with brown sugar and cream.
-Fruit. Apples with honey walnut cream cheese and tomorrow pineapple smoothies.
-Anything that goes down easy. Grilled cheese and soup. Killer combo.
-Pills. Vitamin C and Dayquil/Nyquil.

Reading Material

-Biblical stories of gotten-through trials.
-Still absorbed in the 18th century: my web comic as well as that charmingly mistake-riddled Felicity story.
-Story editing. I finished a chapter today! Woohoo!

Music

-The Pirate Queen: particularly If I Said I Loved You. Oh baritone love.
-Promising Promises by Jon McLaughlin. Amazing with the piano.
-Josh Groban’s Love Only Knows. *melts*
-Another Jon McLaughlin with piano loveliness I’ll Follow You.

A Humorous Classic Film

-Muppets Treasure Island is the movie for tonight. It makes me happy inside. :D And outside. For it causes laughter.

Wellness Essentials

-Continuous Skype chats with best friend.
-Cherry chapstick.
-Shea butter and cocoa lotion.
-Double blankets.

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30 Days of Writing: Day 4 and by the way I’m in love

Challenge #4: Tell us about one of your first stories/characters!

When I was about six or seven years old, I wrote a horrendously cheesy story in play format about a princess, a woodsman-type stranger, and a very cliche villain. I don’t remember a whole lot about the details except that the stranger-turned-knight proposed at a very inopportune moment, right after a too-short battle. I kept the story in a yellow folder and made the mistake of reading it aloud to a much older friend. By her reaction (mostly disinterested silenced due to embarrassment) I came to know it was not as wonderful as first supposed by me. I threw it away and swore never to write another story again.

My self-inflicted promise was going quite well until a certain someone popped into my life.

The rest, as they say, is a collection of experiences from the past congealing into an emergence of events which one might choose to call historical in his or her own vanity.

I don’t think that even made sense.

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“Father told me that when men go to war, they see things they wish they hadn’t. Things they wish they could forget and can’t, because war is ugly and death is always a possibility.” She looked at him finally. Her expression was tired but soft. “I wanted to show you something that was beautiful and good, so that when you’ve seen death and killing, you’ll remember that there are still wonderful things despite all of that. Do you mind?”

-Felicity: An American Girl Romance by felicitypheonix

Yes. That’s right. American Girl fan fiction. This was a surprisingly touching scene within a slew of pure cheese. *sigh* I do wish I could find a Felicity/Ben piece that involves his return from the War of Independence in order to fulfill his apprenticeship with Mr. Merriman, as promised. So far the very few I’ve found worth reading are not of the highest literary quality and lack the emotional depth I would expect from a nearly grown woman and a young man who lived through a war.

If I don’t find a good one before I’m done writing my H2O story, guess what field I intend to dabble in next? :P Because really, the characters I grew up with deserve a grown-up happily-ever-after.

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The Kiss
© Copyright 2010 Lora Innes, Innes Art LLC. All rights reserved.
From The Dreamer (a webcomic I am now in love with)

This is one of my favourite images of all time ever from possibly the best story I have ever read. It’s moved me to tears more than a few times and tonight I sobbed… sobbed… pathetically while reading a visually poignant battle scene enhanced by a goodbye letter. Oh no… thinking about it is making me choke up and get the sniffles. *turns away to dab eyes*

I’m positively in love with Major Alan Warren. He is everything I want in a man and I’m pretty sure he possesses everything on my list of qualifications.

-Doesn’t miss church unless prevented by war or illness
-Keeps watch outside maiden’s door when iniquitous characters are about
-Never heard of Justin Beiber, but knows all six stanzas of Amazing Grace
-Speaks with conviction
-Impressive uniform
-Occasionally cheeky
-Horseback most frequent means of transportation
-Writes with quill
-Apologizes with sincerity
-Is deliciously unaware of how wonderful he is
-Battles epically in the rain
-Devilish smirk
-Broods when appropriate
-18th/19th century vocabulary
-The linen shirt <3

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