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(Originally Posted 04/27/2011)

Harper Collins has been in touch regarding the sample of my book they read. They made a few suggestions and requested the full! At the very least, I hope to get further advice on improving the book for you guys.

Here are the highlights of the review:

“I was really drawn in by the writing from the first instance. The voice is clear and easy-to-read; it’s rare to see such natural flow and tempo from a debut author.  I absolutely flew through the chapters that I had, which is a great sign. It’s obvious that the author has really done her research when it comes to the Wiccan religion. I was intrigued by the rituals that Sophia performs in trying to self-medicate the buzzing in her head. Also, in Sophia I believe we have a really strong – albeit misunderstood! – heroine. The relationships that Rebecca creates between Sophia and her parents and friends are compelling, and you want to find out more about this girl with such a mysterious life.”

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(Originally Posted 01/26/2011)
I tried to review every book I read this year on another blog I keep, but I came to the realization that I am actually not, in fact, superwoman. That means between having a family, friends, writing, editing, reading, the occasional tv show, and (dare I say it) sleep, something had to go. But I think I might be able to manage a year in review. To keep it real simple, I’m just going to give star ratings. So Five stars mean it kicked some major booty–great writing, great story, couldn’t put the book down, made me wonder why I bother writing. Four stars is a bit off of that–a great book and great story, but just didn’t hold me. Three stars okay, two stars lacking, one star means I couldn’t even finish it.

FIVE STARS
Love Walked In, by Marisa de los Santos
The Girl Next Door, by Jack Ketchum
The Scent of Rain and Lightening, by Nancy Pickard
The Virgin of Small Plains, by Nancy Pickard
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime, by Mark Haddon
The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows

FOUR STARS
The Postmistress, by Sarah Blake
The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake, by Aimee Bender
Belong to Me, by Marisa de los Santos
The Kite Runner, by Khaled Hosseini
The Lace Reader, by Brunonia Barry

THREE STARS
Dead in the Family, by Charlaine Harris

TWO STARS

ONE STAR
Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen (I tried to like it–I did. But I didn’t understand the words, and that’s my bad, I know, so don’t take this review too much at face value)

And that’s all I can remember for this year! Apparently I have a thing for books with the word “The” in the title. I’m getting started on that 2011 List, and the first book on that list is THE Memory Keeper’s Daughter 😉

(Originally Posted  09/10/201)

If there is one thing you should know about me, it’s this: I am not average. I do not blend into the majority. I think different, act different, feel different. And everyone is unique, I agree. But when I say I am different, I do not mean I a square peg trying to find a square hole to fit into in this world. I gave up on fitting in a long time ago. Thing is, while everyone is running around figuring out what shape they are and where they fit, I realize I’m just Chartreuse. Or Byzantium. Or Saffron, or Dogwood Rose, or some other color that is, simply, not a shape at all. Indeed I am probably a color most people have never heard of, and finally, FINALLY, I like being this way.

But not only am I contrary to this person or that, I am sometimes contrary to myself. I hate mayonnaise, but I like tuna and chicken salad, mayonnaise and all. I’m an exact. I cannot be broken down to some simple base, because one base would contradict the other. I’ve been mixed up and made this way, and you cannot unmix me. If I am teal, you cannot break me down to blue or green. I am neither. I am not both. I am only the result.So there you have it, and, if you are to read this blog, you need to know that. Because you will often see me telling things both ways. Sometimes, in my haste, I may seem to contradict myself, but really I am no contradiction at all. I’m just leaving out those parts that blend me together–those parts I don’t even think of because it’s just who I am, and I so I’ve never thought about it before.

The other thing you might want to know is… I have Aspergers. I am perfectly awesome at saying the wrong things when I mean well. These are things I struggle with in my writing. I write off beat characters. Not necessarily characters that are like me–some in fact the very opposite, but still, they are complex and I somehow “know” them, and putting them on the page in a way that makes sense to the reader is a struggle. So when you read my books, and the characters make far more sense than I do, it’s only because I put a lot more time into writing my book than writing my blog posts.

And really, should it be any other way? This blog is ME. Not one of my characters. I am one of the most real, most honest people you will ever meet. And, to be honest, it’s because this is just easier. It is very hard to try to look “normal” in society. It’s exhausting. I do it when I must. Force the eye contact. Try to make sure I’ve opened and closed conversations appropriately. Everything in life is an evaluation of what I’m saying to an extreme that would make anyone uncomfortable. So, when I’m here, on this blog, I’m just gonna be me. I do better in writing than in person, but you’ll have to forgive me if at any point I seem way off base. I don’t know it all, and I don’t claim to.

Someone who recently read a few chapters of my novel said:
“You’re obviously a writer, and after reading a few of your blogs, I have to admit I’m surprised. You write far better in your MS than you do in a blog. It sounds like an insult but I mean well lol.”

Oh, how true it is. You’ll have to forgive me. But the blog is free, so read on at your own peril!