Friday, June 10, 2011

DIVERGENT FACTION OF THE WEEK - DAUNTLESS

The Dauntless do crazy things like jumping off trains.  Because that's a good idea I guess.

Despite the fact that the official Facebook app that puts you in your house/clan...FACTION (there's the word I'm looking for - it's Friday...) says I'm DAUNTLESS, there's no way I would ever in a million years jump off a train for any reason at all.  That train stops somewhere and that's when my rear is getting off.  On the ground.

See, I'm deathly afraid of heights.  This week was the perfect week for the DAUNTLESS challenge because over the weekend I went to Cedar Point (amusement park).  I was going to be all DAUNTLESS and ride a roller coaster that I had never ridden before due to my fear of heights.  I've been on the tamest of the tame, but I was ready to go just for regular tame.  My daughter, however, had other ideas.  Like me, she's not dauntless and I stayed with my feet planted solidly on the ground next to hers while my husband and son rode the coasters. 

My seven-year-old son is DAUNTLESS though.  He had no qualms about riding the big boys - any he was tall enough to get on.  The biggest so far was the Magnum XL 200.  Here it is for your DAUNTLESS viewing pleasure:


Monday, June 6, 2011

Guest Post by Katherine Easer Author of Vicious Little Darlings

DISCOVERING SARAH
by Katherine Easer



Before I began writing Vicious Little Darlings, I thought I had a pretty good idea of who my narrator was. Her name was Sarah Weaver, and she was a brown-eyed, raven-haired seventeen-year-old from California. I knew Sarah’s religious beliefs, past experiences, fears, weaknesses, and talents. I even knew her thoughts on Justin Timberlake. Feeling fairly prepared, I began to write.

Thirty pages into my first draft, I realized I didn’t know Sarah at all. The pages were lifeless; her voice was flat. Sarah said what I wanted her to say, and she did what the plot required her to do, but she didn’t feel like a real person. She existed solely in the left hemisphere of my brain—though I didn’t know that at the time—and hadn’t yet come to life. I threw away my pages and spent the rest of the day trying to get to know her. Frantic brainstorming ensued. I interviewed Sarah, free wrote, drank a lot of coffee, free wrote some more. Still, she eluded me. Maybe what I needed was to relax, I thought, and to let my mind wander. I ran a bath. I lit candles and waited for inspiration to strike. Nothing happened. Frustrated, I decided to sit at my desk and try writing again, but three dull paragraphs and an hour later, I was exhausted. It was midnight, and I needed sleep.

When my head hit the pillow, a strange and magical thing occurred. I heard a voice in my head. It was a voice I didn’t recognize, but I knew that it belonged to Sarah. Though I had heard about this kind of thing from other writers, I’d never experienced it firsthand. My subconscious was now engaged, and Sarah, in her own words, was telling me about her life. She was sassy, snarky, and a little bit angry, and she wouldn’t stop talking. I turned on the light and wrote down everything she said.

Writing didn’t exactly become easy after that, but it became easier. I realized that it was when I stopped trying to define, control, judge, or even think about Sarah that she sprang to life. I learned that I didn’t have to force the writing; I just had to let go and trust my narrator. And when I did that, interesting things began to happen. --Katherine Easer



Katherine Easer is the author of Vicious Little Darlings. You can visit her at: http://www.katherineeaser.com/

THANK YOU Katherine for a brilliant guest post. Those are exactly the kinds of stories readers want to know. I wish you much success on the books release!




Be Sure and check out Katherine's novel VICIOUS LITTLE DARLINGS (Hits shelves June 21st 2011). It's one of my favorite novels this year! Put this one down on your to be read list IMMEDIATELY. You can read my review ->HERE<- and see how I gushed away about it even before I knew how awesome the author was. ;)

Friday, June 3, 2011

Divergent Faction Challenge. Accio Sorting Hat!

LAST WEEK I MISSED CANDOR. 

Let me be honest with you.  I always do pretty well with candor.  (See what I did there?)


But online, can you really put your candor out there?  There's been way too much talk about this already, and it's come down to this:  If you're an aspiring author, do as your Mama always told you...If you don't have something nice to say...



Keep your big trap shut!


Moving on to ERUDITE.

Even though the official Harry Potter online sorting hat put me in Ravenclaw, I have little use for this house...I mean faction.  Sure, smart people are necessary.  Where would we be without Thomas Edison, or Albert Einstein? 

That's usin' your noggin.
But let's be honest, we all know how awkward braniacs without any social skills can be.  Being in Erudite, or Ravenclaw--either/or--would be a bit like living with Sheldon Cooper.

You love me, Jamie.
I do. :)


Friday, May 20, 2011

AMITY CALAMITY? - Week Two of the DIVERGENT FACTION CHALLENGE

AMITY was NOT a CALAMITY!  My AMITY week was successful in many ways. 

1.  I didn't anger/alienate/enrage/or otherwise terrorize any of my coworkers. 

Happy co-worker Dan can attest to that.

2.  My husband, who I refer to using many different names--Hot Air Blair, Dr. InvinciBlair, and several other NSFW names at times--has been hobbling around all week with a swollen knee.  I've been the ULTRA wife to him.  Getting him ice packs (okay, bags of frozen peas), serving him his dinner, all kinds of '50's wife things that I never did before.  Plus!  I haven't called him any names this week! (out loud)


WHOA there June! This week has made me want to bust a cap in someone too. 

3.  Instead of repeating myself over and over and over and over in the morning and at night for my son to get dressed, brush his teeth, comb his hair, in ever increasing decibels until every kid in the neighborhood can hear me (and has dressed, brushed and combed before my kid), I've turned it into a game.  I've played Simon says in the morning to make getting ready for school fun, and turned brushing teeth into a race against the clock.  My kid is now down to 10 second tooth brushing.  Yeah, I know, that's probably not a good thing, but hey - he's brushing!


See! Look how good he does! (This is NOT my son's mouth.)

I haven't worn red or yellow this week...unless you count the pizza sauce I got on my shirt Wednesday. 

Overall - Amity success!

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Tenacious Tuesday

te·na·cious/təˈnāSHəs/Adjective

1. Not readily letting go of, giving up, or separated from an object that one holds, a position, or a principle: "a tenacious grip".


2. Not easily dispelled or discouraged; persisting in existence or in a course of action: "a tenacious legend".

Ride that query train! RIDE!

How do you get your novel published?  You hold on for dear life and send it out.  You get rejections.  You send it out again.  And again.  And again. 

Kathryn Stockett's The Help was turned down by 60 agents before finding its champion.  Ms. Stockett knows how it feels to start keeping the news of more rejections from family and friends.  She even started lying to her husband!  But she didn't give up, and now she has a best seller!

Here's what another best selling author, Janet Evanovich has to say about having tenacity:

Q. What if I send my book to a lot of agents and none of them wants to represent me?



JANET: If being a writer is important to you, keep at it, keep improving, and don't give up. I wrote three books that were never published. I sent the first one out to everybody. I went through every agent and publisher in New York, twice. The only positive letter that I got back was from an agent, but it was written in purple crayon on a bar napkin, so I didn't follow up on it. Then, presto, ten years later I was a published author.


 
If Ms. Evanovich can go ten years, have three unpublished books, and query every agent in NYC twice - I think we can all hang on and keep going without tossing aside our dreams of one day being a best selling author.
 
Those are only two examples of authors with enough tenacity to keep pushing beyond the rejection and coming out the other side with a best selling book in hand.  Take inspiration from these ladies and don't give up!

Monday, May 16, 2011

Spring Carnival Winner!

Congrats to our Spring Blog Carnival Winner:

Tiffany Drew

Tiffany's book has already been ordered. Hope you love it Tiffany!

Thanks to all who entered and welcome new followers!

Friday, May 13, 2011

How'd I do? Divergent Challenge Week One: Abnegation

As part of our own GotYA gal, Debra Driza's DIVERGENT CHALLENGE, authored by one-time GotYA gal, Veronica Roth (wow that's a mouthful), I'll be taking on the weekly faction challenges and posting right here on GotYA!

Got it?!?

WEEK ONE: ABNEGATION

 According to the Divergent fansite, Abnegation means:

1.  To refuse or deny oneself (some rights, conveniences, etc.); reject, renounce.
2.  To relinquish, give up


Relinquish your home to De CAT!

As a mom of two who works full time and does this thing called writing books, there's a lot of sacrifice in my life.  Sleep being number one on the list.  But giving things up to do something you love, like writing, doesn't seem like abnegation to me.  So, that won't count.
 
I've gone to work without makeup this week!  But not as a thought-out contribution to this challenge, more like a my-eyes-are-itchy-stupid-oak-trees-are-killing-me kind of thing.  So, that won't count either.
 

EVIL OAK TREE OF ITCHY EYES
 
I read 50 pages of Ramona and Her Mother last night that my 3rd grade daughter put off and put off and put off until she had to have it read by today for a book report.  But, I'm a mom--it's my job.  So, that doesn't count. 
 
It's what we do.
Guess that means I can't count cooking, doing dishes and washing clothes either.
 
I'm striking out here people.
 
Maybe I should fast next week to make up for my big FAIL this week.  Of course, I would lose weight that way, so that probably wouldn't count either.
 
I suck at this.  I give up. 
 
WEEK ONE: FAIL

I'm not sure what's going on here--but it's funny as heck!