Friday, December 31, 2010

2011


What I learned in 2010:

That God gives and takes away, and He uses both to make us beautiful.

That pickle ice cream really needs to be improved upon.

That being popular isn't always the best thing to be.

That God gave me my talents and attributes for a reason, although I can't see it right now.

That although it's peaceful to get caught up in the little things and the moment, the more we do that the more moments and little things we miss.

That there are only 24 hours in a day, and they're gone whether or not we use them wisely.

That there's nothing really wrong with the color pink, just as there is nothing wrong with acting like a girl, because I happen to be one.

My New Year's Resolutions for 2011:

To read my Bible everyday, because I really want to get to know God better.

To be a better steward of my body, money, and time, because they belong to God, not me.

To be a better sister, daughter, and friend.

Have a Happy New Year, everyone!

Hugs & Blessings,

Izori

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Christmas Aftermath and Tag

I think I've had too much sugar. How do I know? My immune system must be completely shot. I've been sick basically since Kara's birthday. And I was trying so hard not to have anything sweet today, but what did we have for breakfast? Christmas bread. Of course. Stuffed with candied fruit and sugar.

And of course, the Christmas candy is calling to me. All those lonely m'n'ms and chocolate coins... But I figure that now is probably going to be the only time in life I'll ever be happy with my weight, so I keep on plugging my ears and and avoiding going into my bedroom.

It's going to be incredibly hard getting back into schoolwork after Christmas break is over. I think I'm getting used to sitting in front of the computer lazily. However, I'm forcing myself to study biology...because...

...well, I didn't get the test done before Christmas break.

Thankfully, my dad is my biology teacher (there are definitely advantages to being home schooled) so he knows how hectic and crazy my life is, and he gives me mercy. He knows that I really don't like the stress of not meeting deadlines, so he's not worried that I won't push myself to catch up. And so here I am, while Peter and Kara and Galdor are frolicking in the basement, slaving my Christmas break away with biology terms. DNA and RNA. I'm lovin' it. Sarcasm, anyone?

Here's the tag:

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE:

tree: dogwood trees

book: 'Black as Night' at the moment.

food: Christmas bread.

day of the week: Friday

month of the year: May, September, October, November, December, June

number: I don't know.

color: all of them (as long as they're rich. I don't like pastels)

age: Fourteen?

class: Writing, music, history.

article of clothing: one of my blouses

type of shoe: my worn out clogs

instrument: piano, of course! And bagpipes

flower: I don't know.

language (not english): Elvish =)

thing to do in spare time: Write, play the piano, ponder deep matters

I tag: Anyone who loves bagpipes!

A shocker...

2010 is going! We're entering into a whole new year, the unknown. I'll be turning 15.

What. Did. I. Just. Say? Did I just say...fifteen?

Gulp.

Hugs and Blessings,

Izori



Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Cheese hair...

Be nippy to proceed in wisecrack of understanding, for is feud vigorous a limit not in somebody's band jiffy in era in succession comprehensiveness?

Know what I just said?

Neither do I.

You know that synonym-thing on Microsoft word? Erestor, who is now Peter, and I just have a blast with it. We were just typing random phrases, and then sobbing with laughter on my bedroom floor as the words changed. Here are some of the phrases (note that A is the original phrase, and B onward is the synonym-ed phrase)

A. attention is valuable
B. Not at give intelligence to point to in self-satisfaction of on of affiliation
C. Responsiveness is posh [I love that one!]
________
A. Whispering is illegal
B. Squashy right to be heard is forbidden.
C. Squashy unequivocal to be have the sagacity of proficient of being heard serene mechanism is apex hush-hush

_____
A. The evil mastermind of the apocalypse is insane…obviously

B. The consequential indulgent of the hours of sunshine hours of functioning elsewhere is insane…evidently

______

A. Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise
B. In close propinquity to the charity to futon and more rapidly than position to get hush-hush automobile a chap vigorous, methodical in it, and astute.

______
A. An apple a day keeps the doctor away.
B. An apple emission hours defend the widespread practitioner gone!

______
A. Fish and visitors smell in three days
B. Snout in relation to and social gathering stench in three reside power

____

A. All I want for Christmas is a hippopotamus

B. Each and every one I crave for Christmas is an footing of pay packet craze

______

A. The highest number of yards in franchise history!

B. The prime enormity of together with this freedom in okay olden times

_____

A. Weirdness is valuable
B. Sinister atmosphere is exceedingly helpful [this is my absolute favorite...please don't take it, because I'm going to use it!]

____
A. Cheese curls...

B. Cheese hair…

___
A. No one will escape....MHUAHAHAHAHA

B. Rebuff introverted will be off….MHUAHAHAHAHA


_____
A. Oh, the weather outside is frightful...

B. Oh, the status of relationships insignificant is distressing…

____

A. I have you in my crushing grip.
B. I blow your own horn you in my uneasy acquire custody of.

______________________________________

Aren't they awesome? Oh, and I'm super sorry I haven't been blogging much. I've had a 2 day stomach bug and a cold (thankfully not at the same time) and I've been terribly busy. Hope everyone had a very merry Christmas!

Izori

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas

O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie;
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by:
Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting Light;
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

A stable isn't the most sanitary place to have a baby.

A feeding bin--cold and covered with animal slobber--doesn't make the best crib.

Shepherds were the only ones who came to welcome Christ. Not the cute little children with the clean lambs and smiling, adorable faces. These shepherds were like today's garbage men--rough and dirty.

All around, life milled in the crowded city. Pickpockets wove in and out of the crowd. Blindly, everyone went on, not knowing that if they could have only stopped to peek into a dirty stable, they would have seen a miracle that the world had never seen before.

But that's who Christ came to save. The blind, the selfish, the doomed for death.

The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of the shadow of death a light has dawned.--Isaiah 9:2

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.--Isaiah 9:6

Have a blessed and merry Christmas!

Izori


Thursday, December 23, 2010

Excerpt from my NaNo 2010 Book! And NatureFreak's Answer

...You shouldn’t have taught me the sneaking bits of the art of assassination, Daelier, Kate told her master silently as she searched for a reasonable toehold in the stone walls of the palace. The lessons on being silent, blending in with the motions and rhythm of the surrounds, and staying to places where people don’t look echoed in Kate’s head as she wormed down the wall. She was about ten feet off the ground when she let go and dropped, silently landing in a crouching position...

___ ___ ___
I know I haven't been posting writing stuff on this blog very much anymore, but that's because I have another writing blog! Click here -->Traveling Tales<--to get to my writing blog, which I share with iGirl!

(You want to give me a Christmas present? Visit the blog and follow! Yes, Merry Christmas to you, too)

=)

Izori

P.S. NatureFreak, I am so sorry I couldn't get back to you before. I got the snowflakes from the blog of the lady who designed my blog! At the bottom of my sidebar, there is a button for 'My Designer Girl'. Click on that, and then you have reached Awel Prince's designing blog. Then go to her 'Tutorials' page. It's the very last tutorial, I believe. It's a simple HTML code.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Pictures! Awful Pictures! Wanna See? [scheduled post]

This is our creek frozen over. When it really gets frozen, I can jump on it and it won't even chip!


This is our street when it's snowing.


A cardinal on our sombrero-birdfeeder. =)


Our street when it's raining, which it usually is on Christmas.


A picture of a Christmas light, showing how jiggly my hand truly is. And for someone who competes in air rifle, too...


Another ornament.


The sunset around here from our car (with another random car, too)


A nearby battlefield that we visit quite often.


Same place.


The sunset from behind our neighbor's lovely and decorated house.


A gift. =) I like this one.


Snow and our woods.



These are all from last year.


Sunday, December 19, 2010

Quick Notes

I had some really good blogging ideas, but unfortunately I couldn't make use of them. I was completely out of it Friday and Saturday, because I had some kind of prolonged stomach bug. I really only dragged myself to church today because I had some things to practice that HAD to be done then.

I am going to be unable to blog for the next week or so, so I will wish you a Merry Christmas in advance! Don't lose sight of why we celebrate Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

Izori

P.S. Please pray for me Christmas Eve! I'm going to be playing in church, and the last time I practiced the song it didn't sound very good. Maybe it was just because I had a headache and felt like I could throw up in the next hour, or maybe it wasn't. We won't know until it's played in front of about 350 people. =)

Merry Christmas once again!

P.P.S. NatureFreak, I saw your comment asking about the snowflakes. =) I'll answer your comment as soon as I have the time, but I'm just letting you know that it hasn't slipped through the cracks.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!

*O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant, o come, ye, o come, ye, to Bethlehem...*

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Cranberry Bread

I got up at 7:oo AM today. *gasp* I know, I'm such an early riser. =) That's also the same time that Galdor (who might be called Joseph by the end of the poll on the sidebar) wakes up. Yeah. I wake up at the same time as my two year old brother.

Why did I drag myself out of bed before the crack of dawn? To bake, of course. Cranberry bread. =) For my piano & voice teacher, because I can't stand not giving people Christmas presents.

So, just as I had gotten out the bowls, Galdor comes stumping down the stairs. He sits down and watches me for a while, and then he pulls up a chair to help me.

Yeah, fat lot of help a two year old is in a kitchen! Eh, Galdor?

[he agrees with me]

The eggs went in a bit early, I must say. And he ate a good deal of my cranberries because he thought they were grapes. That kid actually liked them!

After a short spell of being banished for throwing my measuring cups, he came back in time to help me lick the bowls and spatulas clean.

Seems like in this house I get help with everything I do.

Love ya, Galdor!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

When things don't seem to be going our way...

...all you can do is get down on your knees and pray.

God never said this life would be easy. The road's straight and narrow, and sometimes it's really lonely. Sometimes you have to wonder if maybe you're on the wrong road. Everyone feels that way at least once in their lives.

It's not easy, watching everyone sprint past you to earthly life's best pleasures on a road that seem so easy. There are so many people following the 'easy road' that it's hard not to think that so many people can be wrong.

And then you just kind of reach a point where the path seems to be crumbling underneath your feet. Echoes of Psalm 23 bounce in your head, but not the part about green pastures and quiet waters--more about the valley of the shadow of death.

I have two prayer requests, and the first is for my blogging friend, Emily. You may remember her: the same Emily who had leukemia, who we've been praying for so hard for such a long time. It seemed like things were going great, but now she's back in the hospital with a headache that's growing worse. You can read her latest update HERE.

Then there's Laurea's thirteen year old cousin, Joe. He's just been diagnosed with cancer...again. Please pray for Joe.

...yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me...

Psalm 23:4

Friday, December 10, 2010

Angels...

I just had a really good book idea (I seem to be getting a good deal of them lately). It's for Christmas. :o) (Please don't copy my idea, because I really would love to write it. Thank you!)

This is what it involves.
  1. Angels
  2. Snow
  3. Two kids
  4. Random time traveling
  5. The meaning of Christmas
It's turning into something like 'A Christmas Carol' as I'm planning it in my head. I've always wanted to write something Christmas-y with meaning, and I think I've finally found it! I don't think it'll be ready for this Christmas though, but maybe the next year.

I am going to be SUPER busy the weeks before Christmas! Thankfully, I have presents for Mom, Luthien, Dad and Galdor. I think I know what I'm getting Erestor, but I'm not 100% sure. The hard thing is that Luthien and Erestor have birthdays right around Christmas, so I have to find two gifts.

I'd tell you what I have for everyone, but I think Mom and Erestor read my blog from time to time, so it will have to remain...confidential...for now *evil snicker*.

Random Writing Tip: Hide your pens. Evil ice-pixies are lurking outside, and they love drinking ink. Then they start squirming their way into your story and creating havoc! They're frosty. They're dangerous. They love ink. So hide your pens!

One last thing. I think I will change my siblings' names from Erestor, Luthien, and Galdor to other code names more pronounceable and easy to remember. So I'll have polls and descriptions of them on my sidebar. Please vote! Do it if you love me! Do it if you don't want my heart to break from lack of votes! Do it...uh, just do it.

Looking forward to Christmas,

Izori

Thursday, December 9, 2010

A Special Birthday and the Name Guessing!

Today I would like to wish a very Happy 12th Birthday to my brother Erestor! His friend came over today, and we went out to Foster's Grill[e?]. Then we had cream puffs. =)

Now, about the name guessing!

First off, don't let me make you all feel guilty on not commenting on certain posts. I know that everyone is terrifyingly busy, including myself. I am guilty of not commenting because I don't have the time, too. =)

Okay, NOW we can go to the name guessing. Here are all the guesses so far:

1. Brandy
2. Jenny/Jenine/Jennifer
3. Carly
4. Angela (a couple of them)
5. Emma (a couple of those too, I believe)
6. Sarah
7. Nichole

No one has guessed my name so far. Noelle, Angela actually is another 'alias' (...evil laugh...) for me. My mom and dad don't let me show my name on the internet at all, not just this blog. Smart guess, though! And I love the name Angela. :o)

And I really love the names you imagine me by! Some of my favorite names are among your guesses--Nichole, Emma, Angela, Jennifer, Sarah.

Another question:

Do you want me to change the names that I have given my siblings, Erestor, Luthien, and Galdor? Someone has told me that they're kind of confusing. I would love to hear everyone's opinion!

And thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU so much for the comments on the last post! I love comments. =) They make my day/week/month/year/century!

Oh, and I am so sorry to foil your evil plans, igirl. *innocent smile*

And now I'm off to study for my completely wonderful, amazing, fun, Spanish test that is such a blessing to me! Adios, everyone, and a good night to all and to all a good night! Or whatever.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Starting Over

Before I begin, I have to apologize for completely missing Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day, which was yesterday. I cannot believe I did that, seeing as I was studying that in history! Let's all take a moment to pray for our courageous soldiers who fight and pay the price so we can all be free.

Now...last post, I asked you all a question, and I am going to pretend that every reader gave me their opinion. In reality, it was only my BBFF (best blogging friend forever) igirl who did, but that's okay. Maybe everyone else didn't have the time, and I'm completely sympathetic to you. I'm just being sarcastic because I have a raging headache, so don't mind me. *smiles and winces in pain*

Anyway, she gave me some very good advice, so I am going to start over again. I'm definitely still going to post some writing-related things on this blog, but it's going to be a bit more about yours truly...like I'm sure you all want to hear about me. I think I get igirl's point; a lot of writing tips isn't very personal. Now that we have Traveling Tales, I don't really need to get my writing advice out on this blog.

So. I have another question, just out of my crazy curiosity. Have you ever tried to guess my real first name? Tried to picture me dancing with a turtle? Ignore that last one--that's just my headache talking. What do you think is my real name?

Anyway, I'd be interested in your answer. =) Of course, I won't tell you if you get my name right, because I'm not allowed. Oh, and igirl, it's not fair if you do it because you DO know my name! :o)

That question has another reason than just curiosity. I really would like to know if you guys can guess my real name because you're not supposed to know my real name, and if you guys were able to guess my real name...I'd have to change something around. If your average, teenage, normal blogger could guess my name, a stalker could probably guess a lot more. Sorry to scare anyone there. I'm not really paranoid, it's just that I want to be sure.

I don't think you'll be able to guess, anyway. =)

Oh! That reminds me. Which smiley face do you like better?

a. =)

b. :)

c. :o)

d. :-)

e. :]

God Bless, and Merry 8th of December!

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

The Inevitable Question

There's something I must ask everyone.

Is there anything you want to be improved on this blog?

Comment away, and be serious. Am I posting not enough? Too often? How do you like the content of my posts? The overall 'feel' of the blog? Whatever you want to be changed, please, PLEASE let me know.

I want to make my blog the best place, and the best way I can think of doing that is asking my readers questions.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Attention, Por favor!

I have an announcement!

*trumpets and drum rolls*

Igirl and I have started another blog, called Traveling Tales. To put it basically, it's all about writing! You even have to opportunity to have your own stories appear on it. We're hoping to make it really awesome, and one of the keys to awesome blogs is...

...FOLLOWERS!

That's right! Please, check out Traveling Tales by clicking HERE! It's just getting started, but igirl and I are hoping to make it a great blog. =)

Thanks! (and sorry if this post was really akin to a sales pitch)

Friday, December 3, 2010

Reading Tip

Do you have a genre that you read exclusively? Like, fantasy or romance? Then take this piece of advice...stop reading it.

After a while, reading one genre can become boring. Predictable. Flavorless. Cliche. The genre starts to feel bland.

If you can identify with that, then mix up your genres. If you always read fantasy, try murder mysteries. Switch romance with sci-fi. It really helps.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

I'm a'back, in all my crazy glory...

I'm playing 'Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring' for our Christmas Eve service at our church. I have, oh, a few weeks to learn it perfectly (including the chords for when I fade into the background a bit) and to be able to play it alongside a guitar. Major stress? You bet.

You know, I really wanted a quiet Christmas this year.

One where I can just flop down underneath the Christmas tree and watch the halos around the lights, and then suddenly remember that Jesus came. So then I'd shout 'HALLELUJAH!' and then watch the angel on the tree give me a really odd look.

You guys are probably giving me odd looks right now too.

Random Question:
Which pseudonym (or pen name) do you prefer: Heaven Silverring or Yors Trooly?

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Break

Not that I've been posting a ton, but I'm going to take a break from blogger for...ohhhh...maybe a week or two. I'll be back by Christmas, I think, but we're just so busy and I can't keep up with everything plus blogging.

Besides, my last posts have been anything but substantial. Maybe when I come back I'll bring some editing tips along with me. But for now I'm going to focus on Christmas, my family, and my NaNo book.

See you 'round, folks! Happy December in advance!

Saturday, November 27, 2010

And I won for the second year in a row...

...yes! I've finished NaNoWriMo! I'm really tired and under the weather so this won't be a long post.

For all of you who haven't finished yet, keep on! You still have some time!

It's so hard to say goodbye to my characters. So I made room for another sequel at the end of my book. =)

Already making plans for next NaNoWriMo,

Friday, November 26, 2010

In Short

Here's a quick look at how life as been for me.

We had a very small, quiet Thanksgiving. My grandma came over, and we ate lunch and went for a walk. Then, of course, we turned on the football. =) I detest the Cowboys, so I'm happy to say that the Saints won. Actually, it was a pretty good game.

Today we...*takes a deep breath* GOT OUR CHRISTMAS TREE I'M SO EXCITED ITS IN THE LIVING ROOM ITS AWESOME!!!! And I get to decorate for Christmas! So exciting! *sigh* This year has just flown.

I would get a start on the cookie baking, but I'm very sad to say that I am sick. Ugh. It may be just a cold, but they last a week and they give me headaches. I decided it wouldn't be a good idea to contaminate the cookies. =)

NaNo is going okay, I suppose. I'm a wee bit ahead, but I want to write even more. However, Erestor turned off my laptop and its too much of a pain to turn it on again. I'll just write tomorrow, I guess.

I came down today to behold Galdor closing the oven door. Of course, a two year old around an oven is not a good thing, so I chased him away. However, I did NOT find out that he had slipped a plate with fake food in there until Mom opened the oven door to pop in lunch and found a nicely roasted fake lemon half. That kid...

I'm sorry this was such a boring post. =( Maybe tomorrow I can come up with some last minute NaNo tips.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

My Memory Has Failed the Test

I was looking through my post drafts, and I came across this old tag that I forgot to publish! I don't even remember who tagged me.

What song are you currently addicted to?

None right now.

What books are you currently reading?
'Fellowship of the Ring', 'Doomwyte'

What's your favorite color?
Green or blue or silver or brown or gold or red or orange or yellow or purple or...well, let's just say all of them!

What's your favorite hobby?
Sports, writing, reading, music, photography...yadiyadiya.

Sweet or Salty?
Sweet.

What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
LotR

Cake or ice cream?
Ice cream.

What websites do you always visit when you go online?
Blogger.

What was the last thing you bought?
A new notebook.

Which fictional character do you think you're most like?
I honestly don't know. I'm like a lot of them. Probably Bear from 'The Shadow of the Bear'.

Favorite toy growing up?
idk.

Favorite instrument?
Bagpipes or piano.

What was the last meal you ate?
Peperoni roll with spaghetti sauce.

Do you want to learn another language?
Most definitely.

Five things you really appreciate:
God, beauty, the arts, sports, love.


What's one of your favorite quotes?
I don't know.

What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?
I don't care whose idea it was! You just DON'T hand a girl rattlesnake eggs!

What are you looking forward to?
A lot of stuff.

I tag:

Anyone who feels like doing this.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Nope, didn't kill of a character again...

...but you'll never guess what I DID do!

Okay, so me and a friend (a friend and I...) were talking on the phone on Sunday about my book. Apparently, she thinks its really...upsetting, hilarious, unusual?...that I killed of Elizabeth (twice). So she said that I'd probably kill off another one.

Well, ha! I didn't.

Heh heh. I did sink an island though.

So yes, my NaNoWriMo book is going well, to say the least.

How is everyone else doing?

Monday, November 22, 2010

I forget...what's thankfulness?

I am very behind on NaNoWriMo. Think a couple days worth of writing.

I am seriously starting to think I'm lactose intolerant.

I am SO behind on Biology. So behind...*moan*.

And I miss my blog! I really want to make more time to post, but things are so hectic...

Ran a 5k on Saturday in 35 minutes. No, I did not run all the way, and yes I'm a horrible runner.

Doesn't seem like I have much to be thankful about, huh?

My family. My friends (from the ones I've known since I was 3 to the ones I met this August). All this wonderful food that I can look forward to on Thursday. The ability to write. The freedom that I have in America that came at such a great cost. My health (what's left of it). My God. My church. America.

Let's thank God this Thanksgiving. No, it's not Turkey Day. What do you think we do, thank the great turkey for letting us eat him?

Thanksgiving is a day to spend time giving God the gratitude that He deserves.

Hey, we wouldn't even be here without Him. Think we could spend one day--just one day--saying thank you?

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

A Tag From Eldarwen!

Another tag I forgot about! I'm dreadfully sorry! This one's from March!

1. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be?
In this world? Scotland.



2. Why did you start blogging?

My friend told me about it. My first blog was just about our family. Now it's private, anyway.


3. What is your ambition?

To serve the Lord, and to become a good wife and mother.


4. How many siblings do you have?
Three.

5. What's your favorite subject in school?
I'd say writing.

6. What is your favorite Bible verse?
Uh...all of them! I really can't decide.

7. What is one of your hobbies?
Archery.

8. If someone handed you a five dollar bill, what would you do with it?
a. slip it in your wallet and think, "Ooh, this will buy me a yummy meal at Sonic!"
b. shove it in your pocket and forget about it, then while you're doing laundry you find it and say, "Hey, mom! Here's that five dollar bill I got the other day!"
c. give it to your younger sibling. It's just five dollars.
d. use it to buy that homeless man a meal.

I'd hope I would do D.

9. If your sibling came to you with their math book and asked for help, you'd say:
a. "Oh, here, let me help you."
b. "Too bad. I'm not good at math. Go ask mom."
c. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at math. Can you go ask someone else?"
d. "I'm not good at math, but I'll try!"

I think everyone knows not to come to me for help with math! Lol. I'd say d.

10. If you could have one of the following abilities, which would it be?
a. singing
b. sewing
c. skateboarding
d. song writing
e. guitar playing
f. swimming
g. writing
h. riding a bike

I guess sewing

And now I tag...

...Catherine Morland (if you haven't been kidnapped by aliens, that is :)

...Celtic Traveler

...and Nahla!


Saturday, November 13, 2010

I've done it again.

Don't get me wrong. I really love my characters.

But there's something about Elizabeth that...I don't know. Deep down inside, she really likes drama and being the center of the attention. I guess that's why she likes getting killed so much.

Yes! I admit it! It's a spoiler [don't read ahead if you'd rather wait for the book to be published, yadiyadiya] !

*gasp* I killed Elizabeth. Again.

Don't shoot me! I really am not mean to my characters! She's the one who chose it!

Don't worry. I'll resurrect her. Again.

How to Get the Most Out of Your Wordcount

I have begun the "Desperation Stage" of NaNoWriMo. That's where I wring out every single word I have in my brain onto the paper and hope it's enough to make the daily word count! Here are some sneaky tips! Shhh...

1. Similes! Instead of:

'The sunset was shining over the water'

write:

'Like a ball of fire, the red glimmered over the dark waves, which were ripples of silk in the salt breeze.'

See? That's three times as much words! 21 compared to 7 may not seem significant on its own, but it really adds up in the long run.

2. Avoiding contractions. Now, I will warn you that it will make your writing seem much stiffer, but it's pretty good for if you're desperate. After NaNo, you can go back and fix it.

3. Dreams. They can be weird and far fetched, and they can be really long and descriptive!

4. Add a character that uses a lot of 'ums' and 'uhs' and 'stuff like thats'.

5. Describe something in great detail!

Now excuse me while I go and put those tips to use!


Thursday, November 11, 2010

A Tag From Eldarwen A While [And I mean a while] Ago...

Took this tag from Eldarwen about a month ago, and I decided to schedule it to this day. Lol, it's just one of the weird things about me--I love to schedule posts!

EDIT: The 'about a month ago' was written back in April. I was looking through drafts and realized that this never got published! Sorry!

Rules: Finish the first part of the little phrase/sentence thingy. The stuff before the comma is the first thingy.

If I were a gemstone, I’d be an Emerald.


If I were a scent, I’d be Cinnamon Spice.


If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be high heels.



If I were the weather, I would be a thunderstorm.


If I were a facial expression, I'd be a knowing smile.



If I were a car, I'd be sleek and black.


If I were a time of day, I’d be at sunset.


If were a month, I’d be October.


If I were a place, I'd be a cozy cottage.


If I were a liquid, I’d be water.


If I were a taste, I’d be apple pie.


If I were a sea animal, I’d be a shark.


If I were a food, I’d be a pie.


If I were a color, I'd be silver.


If I were a musical instrument, I would be the bagpipes.


If I were a flower, I’d be a lily.


If I were a song, I’d be either 'The Last Rose of Summer' by Celtic Woman or 'Brave' by Nichole Nordeman.

If I were a planet, I’d be Venus.

If I were an object, I would be a book!

If I were a fruit, I'd be a grapefruit.

If I were a sound, I’d be the sound of the ocean.

If I were a day of the week, I’d be Saturday.

I tag...

..anyone who's birthstone is traditionally green or yellow.

Izori

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Part of a Story

This was written a very long time ago. I never finished it. Here it is, and I hope you enjoy!

Here is my story about the modern girl, the dignified dragon, and the crazy sea captain, and the prince under a 'kangaroo spell'. Warning: it's the first draft, written in a great hurry. You will probably run across some horrible writing, typos, and plot-holes. Sorry.

Oh, and it's supposed to be a short story. I'm afraid it's more of a small novel. Is it a good thing I'm stuck in novel mode?

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Chapter 1

I've noticed a growing trend in books these days. Many of the main characters start out as normal, average kids who suddenly make a great discovery or are dragged into adventures. This isn't necessarily a bad thing because the readers--most likely normal people--relate to the characters more. After all, if they are 'normal people' too, isn't there a chance that they could be on the verge of stumbling across a treasure map, or being targeted by a mysterious assassin?
I don't think that you'll be as drawn to me, then. You see, I'm not what one would call 'normal'. Is there such a thing, even? Because if there is, then I am most certainly not it. Of course, on the outside I look like your average twelve year old American girl. I live on a house with an acre or two of land. Medium height, brown eyes and hair...I tend to blend in a lot. If someone asked you to pick out someone who looked like they had been to other worlds before and was best friends with a dragon, I seriously doubt you would consider me. Ah, but your opinion doesn't really count. My story started when Reginald caught news of a quest...

Shifting on the warm grass, I absentmindedly pulled the petals off of a golden dandelion in front of my nose. Then I flopped onto my back and stared up at the sky. Maybe counting clouds would help pass the time while I waited.

I was in the 'wilderness', as my younger brother called it, behind our house. Our backyard is really cool in the way that it has everything. Tamed yards with domestic grass and a vegetable garden are nearer to the house. Then you get the fringes of the forest, with the trees spread a fair distance apart and dozens of my brother's little fortifications against imaginary enemies scattered everywhere. After a little, you come to a wide creek. And on the other side of that creek was the wilderness.

It was hardly more wild then the woods close our house, really, but it stretched figuratively forever. Wild clumps of evergreen by stately maples and wise old oaks; delicate, misty flocks of white flowers close to thorn plants; thick groves combated by sunny clearings. I was in one of those clearings, on top of a fairly good-sized hill. Reginald had converted it into his 'landing strip', so to speak, and I was waiting for him there.

All of a sudden, the fluffy white clouds were blocked from sight by a huge, green thing that came whizzing by just a foot away from my nose. My hair was blown out of my face by the powerful surge of wind that followed.

Reginald landed a short ways away, folding his wings neatly against his back. His emerald eyes twinkled at me as I sat up and glared at him. He was on the small side for a dragon, but still very big. He could act somewhat like a puppy.

"Did I surprise you, Lisa?"

I folded my arms, still playing the un-amused victim of a foul prank. "Reginald!" I tried to make my voice as stern as I could. "How many times have I told you not to fly right over me like that?"

Reginald began grooming his glistening, green scales, listening tranquilly to my tirade. "Are you done, my lady?"

I sighed, knowing that when he spoke using things like 'my lady', he had found something of importance. For some reason, he mimicked what he thought King Arthur would have talked like when he knew something significant.

"Go right ahead, Reginald. As always, my words go in one ear and right out the other." I sighed again, although secretly I was holding in a huge smile. I was so relieved to see Reginald again after he had been gone for nearly a week.

"Well, I went world-hopping again," Reginald said. "Yes, yes, I know that world-hopping is really dangerous, Lisa."

"You just don't listen enough, do you?" I walked over to him and began rubbing the scales between his eyes, just in case he felt that I was being too harsh. "When you go world-hopping, you could get stuck in another world! I don't want to be without a dragon, Reggie."

'World-hopping' was what Reginald and I called a dragon's special ability. They could go from present time, or our world, to fantasy time and back again. Actually, the 'back again' part was on the unreliable side. I suspect that was how Reginald ended up in our world as a very small dragon--he had world-hopped from there to here and the 'back again' part had failed him. By the time he figured it out again, he liked this world and me so much that he always came back.

"That's besides the point," Reginald argued, his eyelids dropping lower in enjoyment as I scratched him.

"What is the point, then?"

"I was just flying around like I always do, checking out how everything was going, when I saw something." He stopped for suspense, and then continued. "I saw a parchment."

"Well, that's great. A parchment. How did you see it from the air?"

Reginald gave a rumbling dragon laugh. "I went in to town."

I jumped back, horrified. "Reginald! You went
into town? All those poor people saw you?"

"Am I really that ugly, Lisa? No one was there, anyway."

"Well...if you say so. But then what happened?" Despite myself, I was getting interested.

"And so I found a parchment on the ground." Reginald handed me a scroll he had drawn from a pouch in his scales.

I unfurled it and read it silently. At the very top of the page, it had the words:

'For the honorable Herald Matinnaus, official herald of His Highness'

Right below that, it read:

'A proclamation to all the citizens of the Kingdom of Bumbleduff, from His Highness, King Bartholomew LXIV. Let it be known throughout the land that whomsoever--sir or peasant, lady or child, nobleman or poor, page or knight, sea-faring man or mountaineer--that can find a cure for the prince's troublesome malady and can give it to him will receive an excellent reward from His Highness Himself, and extra for whatever amount of extremity he or she has gone to for the remedy. His Highness thanks his loyal subjects in advance.


Below that was a royal seal, most likely from King Bartholomew LXIV.

I whistled and handed it back to Reginald, who re-stashed it. "A reward! That's a pretty cool thing there, Reggie."

"I know." Reginald's questioning pause spoke more than words.

I looked over at him. "You want to do it, don't you?"

He nodded his large green head up in down, his eagerness showing in his eyes. I gave him one last scratch, and then climbed aboard his back.

"Oh, very well then." I settled myself comfortably, and then said the fatal words.

"All I ask is that I be back for dinner."

And then we were off.

Chapter 2

World-hopping is always odd. I had only done it twice before, and I could never get used to it. The way I can describe it is that it's what I imagined sailing off of the edge of the world would have felt like. Or going up and up on a roller coaster, but instead of going down again, the track disappears and you fly away.

Once I was on, Reginald wasted no time. The ground fell away as a few pumps of his powerful wings launched us up into the air. Suddenly, all of the wilderness was far below us, and I could see my house, now looking like a tiny miniature model.

My head was engulfed in a misty cloud for a moment, and then Reginald reached the apex of his sky-ward climb. All of a sudden, he dived toward the ground.

My stomach dropped away and I gave a startled, thrilled shriek as the hill came rushing back up at us. Distantly, I could hear Reginald laughing uproariously at my reaction.

Just in time, the ground and our world dissolved and we were in another sky, seemingly below the earth's crust. With that part over, I sighed--partly in relief, partly in sadness. It gets me every single time, but it's the best feeling in the world.

We landed in a grassy meadow, with the sun shining down on Reginald's emerald scales so that they gleamed. Everything was so peaceful and silent.

Silent?

There were no birds. Usually at this time of year crickets and grasshoppers were giving everyone a symphony in meadows like these, but they weren't now. Puzzled, I turned my gaze all over. Not even a squirrel in sight!

"Reginald," I asked nervously. "Do you notice how quiet it is?"

He nodded solemnly, and then turned and started walking.

For the first time, I noticed a town only a few hundred yards away. I had been oblivious to it at first because, like the meadow, there wasn't a single sign of life coming from it. Then I remembered that Reginald had said that there was no one around when he found the parchment.

"Something's wrong," I said in a whisper, half to myself and half to my dragon.

"Shhh!" Reginald whispered back.

Together, we entered the town. I was right--there was no one there.

It was absolutely deserted.

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have tried to peek into houses that weren't mine. But now wasn't normal, so I stood up on tip-toes and peered into the window of the first house we came to.

I turned and looked back at Reginald, who was waiting for me expectantly.

"Well?" he asked.

"No one." I shook my head. "There's no one there!"

"That's hard to believe," Reginald noted, trying to see into the house on the other side of the road. "This doesn't look like a deserted ruin. See, the street's been trodden on recently."

"Could the 'trodding' have been done by a dragon?" I asked with a small smile.

Reginald, however, wasn't in a mood to be funny. "No, it was by a whole group of people. They were in a hurry, too!"

We checked all of the other houses, with the same unusual results. The whole entire place--empty. Devoid of life. After those discouraging results, I made up my mind.


"Reginald," I said. "I'm going to go in this house over there."


His head swung around in surprise. "How are you going to get it? Break the lock?"


I shrugged, not really having much of an idea myself. But then I walked up to the house just to our right and laid my hand on the doorknob.


The door wasn't even shut all of the way! It swung open as soon as I gave it a slight push, and I cautiously stuck my head inside.


At first glance, it appeared empty. The small house was only furnished with a chair and a few tables, but there was a large pile of cloth in the furthest corner--which also happened to be the darkest one. It was very dim everywhere inside, so this was saying something.


I approached the pile of cloth, not really expecting anything to be under it. That was why I had no caution whatsoever as I pulled the first piece of fabric off of the pile.


"YAAAAAAAHHHH!"


All of a sudden, a scimitar was in my face, held threateningly at my throat.


"Avast! Ye shalnt take this old seadog without a fight! Blood and sea-spray!!"


An old man had popped out from under the cloth pile. He had a mop of white hair half-covered by a swashbuckling hat at a rakish angle, and his beard looked as wild and unruly as the sea-spray he was yelling about. His dark blue sea captain's coat had only half of the golden buttons it should have had, and I could see at least two rips in it. He looked very much like a mad man.


"Whoa! Take it easy there, sir!" I said, reaching to take his scimitar away from him. He was hardly taller than me, and I bet I could easily beat him in a tussle.


He glowered at me and pulled away. "Aargh! Murdering coward! Dare to take a weapon out of the famous Billy Von Whiskers? And that's 'Captain' to you!"


Now I was starting to get a little annoyed. "Well, it's not 'murdering coward' to you, that's for sure!"


He leveled his scimitar at me again. "Don't try to deny it, lassie! You turned our prince into a kangaroo!"


Okay. Now I was certain that the poor man was a little wrong in his upper-story. "What do you mean by saying that I turned your prince into a kangaroo! That's a lie!"


Captain Billy Von Whiskers withdrew his scimitar and glowered at me, practically nose to nose. "Now I'd call that a lie!"


"No!"


"Yes!"


"No!"


"YES!"


"N--"


"Lisa? What's going on in there?" Reginald interrupted our little argument by sticking his emerald head into the doorway.


Immediately, the captain scampered across the floor to Reginald and began stroking his scales. "Ooooh. I haven't seen a dragon in...in fifty years! What beautiful scales! And that genuine color! Magnificant!"


"Hmmm. Looks like you found a pretty nice person in this deserted place, Lisa." Reginald was amused, and probably puffed up too, over the eccentric Captain Billy's praises. I could tell by the grin.


"Not so great as it appears, Reginald. He's um...how shall I say it? A little cracked?"


The captain didn't appear to hear me, so Reginald answered in a husky whisper. "He might help us out with this peculiar situation, you know."


"Oh, you mean the prince and the enchanter?" The old man asked, eager to answer Reginald. Of course, he ignored me. "I can tell you plenty about that!"


Just then it hit me!


"Wait," I said, stepping forward. "You mentioned something about a prince who was turned into a kangaroo?" Could that be what the 'malady' was on the herald's scroll?


Billy sheathed his scimitar and stared sadly at the floor. "Aye. Our prince...turned into a blinkin' kangaroo!"


"What happened to him?" Reginald asked. "But first, can we come out of this house? My head's cramped."


















Sunday, November 7, 2010

I would appreciate...

...if you all would just take a second to pray for my pet, Tintin (he's a water turtle).

For the past couple days, he hasn't been eating much of anything at all. I'll drop the food right in front of his nose, and he'll kind of look at it and then swim off. I'm hoping that it's just because he's feeling cold and sluggish, but even though he won't eat he looks so hungry. =(

I'm not quite sure what's wrong, but it's making me a bit nervous (our last six aquatic pets have died before we had them for six months).

On a lighter note, I'm finding keeping up with my word count easier than I thought it would be. Thankfully, my headaches have been pretty nonexistent and my wrists are much better! *does a happy dance*. But I'm kind of behind on speech, history, biology, and vocabulary...which isn't good.

I'm trying to think happy thoughts. =)

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Help! My Characters Are Rebelling!

Aaargh! I so didn't mean for...oh, wait. I might as well warn you that the next things I'm going to say are **SPOILERS!!** and you shouldn't read them if you would rather be surprised when my books get published. When, not if. =)

Okay. So, the two characters that are bugging me are Arimathea and Abriel.

Arimathea

age: 14
height:5'5"
build: On the slimmer side, although not quite wispy.
Personality qualities in brief: Forgiving, optimistic, content, unshaken, trustful.
Personality faults in brief : Forgetful, tends to overlook other's faults so much that she would trust a traitor.
Brief Bio: Raised as an orphan in Draelaet, she comes along on the quest to close the portal and proves to be an invaluable member of the group. A follower of Light.

Abriel

age: around 16
height: 5'11"
build: fairly average, okay for athleticism but not excelling athletically.
personality qualities in brief: Sensitive, protective of loved ones, strong leadership and organizational skills.
personality faults in brief: Able to detach himself emotionally, selfish.
Brief Bio: No one knows very much about him, but he claimed falsely to be a prophet and tried to lead his traveling companions into traps to accomplish tasks given to him by Dark.

And this is my problem.

You see, Abriel was supposed to marry Skye (one of my other characters) and Thea was either going to remain single or marry Erri (another character). But...

...Abriel and Thea are falling in love! I wrote a scene of dialogue between them and they matched perfectly. Just awesome. But...aargh.

I suppose this is a good sign, that my characters are real to me and that I can't force them what to do. If I could, that would mean my characters are weak. But still.

Why. Must. They. Be. Like. That?

Sigh.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Almost 2 Days Left...

Oooooooohh. I am so not ready for NaNoWriMo. And you'll never guess. It starts on a Monday.

Yeah. Didn't we know that?

From 9:15 AM to 9:00 PM on Monday I am absolutely jammed. History, literature, speech, writing, logic, and archery/shooting. And I still need to do math, biology, and a couple other things.

How am I going to find the time?

I don't know.

Oh well. I have some posts scheduled for November, but you really won't be seeing much of me. I'll probably be icing my wrists in my spare time, but please feel free to comment! Actually, I would really appreciate comments. They cheer me up. =)

This is kind of a random post. Sorry I don't have any gems of ideas to share with you. My parents are celebrating their 20th anniversary (!) so my grandparents are over. We've been to Chuck E. Cheese 2 times...in 3 days. I'm getting really good at their games. =)

And that doesn't leave much time for studying. My 4th biology test...uh...I was supposed to take that today...yeah...not happening...

...zzzz...zzzz...zzz

I'm asleep. Goodnight!

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Tag from Eldarwen!

(Answer ONLY with the first letter of your last name!)
one-- A state? Minnesota
two-- A country? Mozambique.
three-- A food? Marshmallows, matzo-balls
four-- A clothing store? Macy's
five-- A fruit? Mango
six-- A girls' name? Meredith
seven-- A boys' name? Matthias
eight-- An activity? Mortifying your mother? *giggle* =)
nine-- A dessert? Mousse
ten-- A town? Montgomery? Is that a town?

Now Skye (one of my book characters) will do it! =)


(Answer ONLY with the first letter of your last name!)
one-- A state? Connecticut
two-- A country? Canada
three-- A food? Corn
four-- A clothing store? Claire's Accessories?
five-- A fruit? Canned pineapple =)
six-- A girls' name? Candice
seven-- A boys' name? Clark
eight-- An activity? Catching fireflies
nine-- A dessert? Candy!!
ten-- A town? Centerville!

I tag...every single one of my followers.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Come on, guys

If you haven't been reading my posts lately, read this one:

Eldarwen's dad really needs your prayers. His MS has taken a turn for the worse, and I know that our dear sister in Christ, Eldarwen, would really appreciate if you stopped by her blog and left a comment and told her you were praying. You can get to her blog, The Faithful Elven Princess, HERE.

Once again, click...

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Monday, October 25, 2010

How To Find Your Writing Style {And Other Things}

Seven more days 'til NaNoWriMo! Aaaah! I spent this morning skimming over my first book, just giving me a refresher of the characters.

Some of these tips are meant to help determine your writing style in a particular book, not as a whole. I find it really annoying when the author switches styles in the middle of the book. Styles set the mood and emphasize the emotions of a story, and they're very important. Styles can hook a reader, or they can lose one. It's important to figure out what style you like or are using with a book, and then to stick with it.

I use these questions to analyze my writing if I've taken a long break from a particular work. If my styles suddenly switched, the book would feel broken.

However, I love it when people experiment with different styles, so I'm not saying to keep your old style in every single book. The problem comes, I think, when you switch styles in a respective book.

Like I've said, I use these to get myself back on track. I'll use them when I go back and edit my first NaNo book. Unlike what I probably should do, I'll let the sequel set the style. My writing has changed a lot, and I want it to line up.

1. Pay attention to what person you feel most comfortable in. Generally, there are three persons: 1st person, 2nd person, and 3rd person (I'm just telling you this to clarify, even though most of you guys probably know what I'm talking about). 1st person is the main character completely narrating the story. 2nd is from an observer point, with the author adding his input sometimes (an example is C.S. Lewis, I think). 3rd person is completely observing.

2. Notice what kind of verbs you use. Vivid? Hardly noticeable? Ordinary? Rare?

3. Also notice what kind of adjectives and adverbs you use.

4. Does your writing tend to go toward a more gothic, dark, serious mood; or a light, 'sugar and spice' mood that's more of a 'for fun' read than a 'serious read' ? I like to call the two styles 'Chocolate' and 'Cotton Candy'. =) I think I'm definitely more towards the Chocolate side, but I also enjoy Cotton Candy works. I think of Gail Carson Levine's books as Cotton Candy.

5. What writing style are you more attracted to in books? The garnished, frivolously strong descriptions of The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald? The simpler, yet richer, Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis? Inkheart, by Cornelia Funke, that's pretty much an awesome combination of the two? Can you tell that the first is my least favorite? ;)

6. Do you rely more on narrative descriptive prose or a character talking to set the mood or plot for your story?

7. Do your characters tend to talk casually or seriously? If your book is in a medieval setting among high-end class characters, I would suggest a less colloquial talking style. In a more modern setting, I would definitely use more casual speech.

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Now for the other things.

1. I'm so thankful for Saturdays! A chance to clean my room, write, fool around in the woods, and take pictures! My room has been an absolute wreck all week, but it's finally getting cleaned and decorated for...

2. Autumn. I'm sorry I don't have any pretty pictures to show because my camera is almost out of batteries and we need to buy more and it runs out of batteries every time I download pictures 'cause it takes so long! Whew. That was the queen of run-on sentence. But let me try to describe it to you...

The trees are turning blazing orangey-red in our neighborhood, and crisp morning walks always leave with fistfuls of the adorable-est acorns. Our roses are taking a final stance, but they're turning brown with the chilly nights. Soon our little world will be sprinkled in silver faerie dust--oops, I mean frost--and we can finally say goodbye to summer.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Pray for Emily

Please guys and gals, head over to Emily's Cancer Blog and pray for this sweet young Christian girl. She's fighting leukemia.

Emily's Cancer Blog :: Pray for Emily

Just a brief reminder.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

To realize
The value of a sister/brother
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one.

To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple.

To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.

To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.

To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.

To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
Who has given birth to a premature baby.

To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident.

Time waits for no one.
Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when
You can share it with someone special.

To realize the value of a friend or family member:
LOSE ONE.

The origin of this letter is unknown,
But it brings good luck to everyone who passes it on.

Remember....

Hold on tight to the ones you love!

Do not keep this letter.

Send it to friends & family to whom you wish good fortune
And don't forget the one who sent it to you!

I got this from an e-mail a long while ago. Thought I would pass it on!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Gettin' Ready!

Yay! NaNoWriMo is just around the corner! I can't wait, but I still have some stuff to do before it begins. Here's my little list:

1. Catch up, and possibly get ahead in, my schoolwork.
2. Get in the habit of wearing my carpal tunnel syndrome braces every night.
3. Get a head start on Christmas present making because I can't do it in November.
4. Check out a whole bunch of inspiring books from the library (including procrastination books, like Garfield or Tintin comics =)
5. Read over the NaNo pep talks from last year (you get get to them by clicking on the 'Fun Stuff' tab on the website)
6. Completely get my activities under control.
7. Outline my characters and get back in touch with them.
8. Decide which computer I'll be writing on (probably my laptop)
9. Think up a title for my last NaNo book. Yeah, takes me a month to write a book and a year to think up a name for it.
10. Finish my Latin. Pesky Latin. I've been working on the same book for three years now. =(

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Incentives For Writing

There comes a point in November, usually around the middle of the month, where you start to question your sanity at the time you signed up for NaNoWriMo.

You may have reached a point where you're so far behind, 50,000 words isn't just past the horizon, it's off the edge of the world.

Maybe you have to get up at 5:30 AM to do your writing, like I do, and you're beginning to feel really worn out.

Maybe you can't just see yourself continuing this.

Maybe your characters are completely rebelling.

Who knows?

Either way, it feels like this is pointless. All you get afterward is carpal tunnel syndrome, right? Oh yeah, and a sloppy, rushed, sorry excuse of a novel. (Just kidding about that last part. ;)

Or maybe you're not like me, and all throughout NaNo you're filled with ecstatic joy and love for your book, your plot, your computer, and your characters. But I'm assuming that you're like me.

Here are some tips on how to keep yourself writing:

1. Don't start speculating what will happen if you don't finish. Start thinking about what you'll do when you do finish.

2. Read a book that is just completely awful and realize that if this book could be published, yours could.

3. Fall in love with your characters. Interview them. Have tea parties with them. Etc.

4. Write something totally exciting and easy. I love dream sequences, because they can be so weird and unconnected. (Although they do get cliche sometimes)

5. Have a brainstorm session, and ask yourself how to spice your writing up some.

6. Set up a reward system--like, every time you reach your daily word count goal, you get a piece of candy. I like this system. ;)

Monday, October 18, 2010

Coffee-Beef Soup

Yep. That was our dinner. Coffee and beef soup. Much compliments to the chef, my two year old brother Galdor. Mom was making the soup in our crock pot when he flung in her cup of coffee.

Well, I'm a big fan of coffee. We'll just see the effects of the caffeine on the younger kids later...at right around bedtime.

The main reason I posted was to draw your attention to a lovely blog called idream. It's by one of my BFFs in real live, igirl, and she's looking for some more followers for her blog's birthday! Go and follow her! I command it. Just kiddin'. I'd appreciate it though. =)

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Curing (and Preventing) Writer's Block (and Prayer Request)

I think that somewhere there is a parasite called Writerpholia blockaea. It feeds on deadlines and ideas in a writer's brain, turning them to mush. It specifically makes its presence felt in November.

But is there no hope? *gasp*

MY FAVORITE WRITER'S BLOCK CURES:

1. Outlining your book ahead of time so that if you get stumped on a particular section you can just quickly end it and get on to another, perhaps more exciting or cool or easy to write, part.

2. Listen to music. I prefer classical, because it sets an emotion that I'm probably missing in my writing. Plus, classical is calming. As much as I like contemporary, it gives me headaches (and I already have a major headache problem)

3. Get off the computer. Seriously, the #1 cause of death of inspiration is staring at a glowing screen for hours without a break. Write a section in your notebook, play an instrument, have a tea party with your sister (or a hot-chocolate party with your brother), just don't turn on the TV. No more glowing screens!

4. Get outside for some fresh air. Aerobic exercising, like a short sprint or dancing, really works for me.

(the following I got from my friend)

5. Write down 12 ideas that might come next in your book. Don't stop, even if the third one sounds really awesome. 12 seemed an awful lot for me, so I shortened it to seven. It still worked. And don't not write down an idea, even if it sounds crazy. I wasn't going to write down one of the ideas, because it sounded very cliche, but it ended up that idea was the one I used (combined with another one).

6. Ask yourself 'What would happen if...'. Again, let your mind wander, and don't discard the crazy ideas.

7. At least look at the part that you left off writing. A lot of times, I think I have writer's block because I haven't had any new brainstorms. Actually, if I can just look over the chapter that I got stuck on, I get inspired a lot of times.

8. Pray. It works better then anything! And also read your Bible. If you're working on a book that has a revolution against an evil king, read about Gideon or maybe David. If you're writing about a good king that's fighting down an evil revolution, read about David and his rebellious son. If you're writing an allegory, obviously read all over the Bible!

These next two are on prevention.

9. Don't skip writing; get yourself to at least read over the chapter you're working on once a day. I suppose sometimes it can't be helped, but when you skip when you could have written (even just a paragraph) you start finding more excuses. Stuff like, 'Well, I didn't write yesterday, so it wouldn't hurt to skip today, too," or "This hasn't been the longest period of time I didn't write, and it won't be until a week! I'm doing fine," can be easier to listen to if you haven't gotten yourself on a writing roll.

10. Keep it sloppy, especially if you're on your first draft. First drafts are supposed to be messy. If they aren't there's something wrong! If you're stuck on a short few sentences that are so boring you don't know what to write, just go ahead and mess them up. You can go back later and fix them.

Finally, a post that I wrote about this kind of thing a while ago.

It's so often that you hear someone tell you to keep on going if you find yourself in a writing rut. If a sentence, paragraph, whole chapter, etc. seems awkward, just don't worry about it and move on. This has been repeated so often that you (or I, at least) assume that this advice goes for all times.

But does it?

I have found more than once that deleting whole pages of awkward writing has taken care of the 'bothered perfectionist writer's block'. But does that mean that once I write a single awkward word, I can feel free to go heavy on the backspace button?

Not necessarily. In fact, not at all!

My theory is that the backspace method works if your plot is getting awkward. If your prose is getting awkward, then I would agree with popular advice (if you're on the 1st draft)--work past it, and then sweat about it.

Awkward prose, at the most, will just keep on nagging your mind that you have to go back and fix it. But that's okay. You can fix it later, and in the meantime make sure it doesn't get in the way of your writing. However, awkward plot not only nags you, but it will most likely begin to lead the rest of your book into the mire of awkwardness.

What are your thoughts?

And lastly, my prayer request. Remember those headaches I had in the spring? Well, they're back. I really thought they had gone away for good. But now I've been taking ibuprofen for about two weeks now...and they're not going away. I really hope nothing is wrong. I'm wondering if it's stress.

On top of that, my wrists are...*sigh*...really reminding me that it's a fallen world we live in. My left hand especially is really hurting on top close to my thumb. My carpal tunnel syndrome is getting worse and worse as I continue to do schoolwork, and I can't be taking little orange ibuprofen pills forever! I haven't been able to practice piano much because my left hand hurts if I stretch the thumb out. I can still type though. =) What I'm really worried about is my CTS and NaNoWriMo.

Please pray for those two things for me. I would SO appreciate it.

Thanks, and God bless!

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Outlining a Book

Let's take it from the top! NaNo doesn't start until November 1, which means that we have a couple weeks to prepare. Shall we take advantage of that?

In NaNoWriMo, you must start your book on the 1st day. That means that you can't continue a book that you've been writing before November 1. However, you are greatly encouraged to use outlines!

I highly, highly, highly suggest outlines! Of course, there are some writers who don't need them, but I think that only people who have tried the outline thing and it didn't work should claim they don't need one. I thought I didn't need one. But last NaNo, I knew that I wouldn't be able to remember all of my awesome plot, so I wrote it down in an outline.

Before, I had problems with continuing books. After the first chapter (or page, or paragraph) I would lose track of the path. It seemed like I could never get through. But when I had an outline, that changed.

With an outline, I actually have a sense of direction. It lets me know that I can't spend forever on this one scene because something else needs to get done after it. If your greatest problem (or one of them) in writing is stalling, like me, then you might want to try an outline.

But where do you start?

I suggest starting with the simple, bare bones. I'll just make up a simple, kind of silly story that I can show you as an example.

Okay: point A. The introduction. This will contain stuff like the character's name, the current situation, just basic stuff you and your reader will need to know.

Point B: The rising situation. This is the point where the problem is realized and things begin to look like trouble.

Point C: The climax. Everything comes to a boiling point.

Point D: The wind-down. The problem is solved (unless your story is a tragedy, that is), we see whether or not the character makes it through, and we see what happens afterward.

Now here's the example:

A: Introduction
1. Maximilian James III lives in France.
2. A collector who rescues animals.
3. Has dogs, cats, parrots, monkeys, and the occasional elephant.
4. Max is very rich.

B: Rising Situation
1. Maximilian finds a kitten in Paris.
2. Kitten has a small message around its collar.
3. Max finds out he's intercepted a secret code.
4. The code is a communication between two infamous spies.
5. Josephina and Katharina D'Eli, twin spies, are angry at him.
6. They need to get the code back.

C: Climax
1. Josephina and Katharina begin spying on Max.
2. They find out where he lives.
3. When Max is away, they break into his house.
4. They find the kitten, which still has the code on its collar.
5. One of the monkey quietly sets loose a parrot to tell Max.
5. Josephina and Katharina begin to sneak away.

D: Wind-Down
1. The parrot finds Max, who is walking back to the house.
2. It tells him about the spies.
3. Just as Josephina and Katharina leave, the police and Max show up.
4. Max arrests them and reclaims the kitten.
5. The police use the code to intercept many secret messages from the spy ring Josephina and Katharina were involved in.
6. The police break up the spy ring, Max has the kitten, and they all live happily ever after.

(this story is mine. I claim the right of property laid out in law and in the Bible. Do not copy)

As you can see, it's pretty general, but it works for me.

Also, this is just the outline I use. There are many other kinds, but I like this one. It's enough to keep me writing. =)

After I've outlined the skeleton of the story, I like to go back and flesh out some in the outline. However, don't get in to too much detail, unless you have a brilliant idea for detail that you think you won't be able to remember until November. Outlines can get from just a quarter of a page to nearly a novel in itself.

Even if you think you're a non-outline writer (also known as seat-of-the-pants writer), I suggest just giving it a try if you never have. If it doesn't work, then you can just ditch the outline. If it does, then you might have never known if you hadn't tried it.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Operation: Combat! {URGENT}

Talk about brilliant ideas! Squeaks at HIDDEN DOORWAYS is starting something called Operation: Combat.

I am sure a lot of you follow Emily's blog. She's a beautiful Christian teen with leukemia.

Emily's Cancer Blog :: Pray for Emily

She will be going through a bone marrow transplant. This includes chemo and radiation to destroy her bone marrow so she can get a transplant from her new baby sister.

Sounds painful?

Yeah.

Emily desperately needs your prayers, everyone.

I remember when my dad had cancer. Seriously, guys, it was hard and I wasn't even the person with the cancer. I remember watching my dad choke down every meal, even though food absolutely revolted him. I remember when we had to give up our dream of living on a farm because dad didn't want to leave mom with a bigger mortgage to pay if he died. He still has a scar on his neck from the operations, which also severed some nerves in his face. I would have meltdowns in my room every day, and muscles in my face and arms would just randomly twitch because of the stress. Cancer is life-shattering for a daughter of someone with cancer, believe me. How much more is it if you actually have cancer?

So this is Squeak's idea. During the time when Emily will be in the hospital, we can pray and fast for her. Click HERE to get to Squeak's post on Operation: Combat. I just talked to my mom, and I will be skipping dessert and occasionally some lunches.



Please, please, please, if you want to make a difference in Emily's life, join Operation: Combat. As Philippians 4 says, "The Lord is near". I know that this will encourage her.

I know that at least some of you will do this.