Today we’re celebrating the release of a terrific new Christmas Anthology, The Spirit of Christmas by a bunch of fantastic authors. Click here to find it on Amazon. The cool thing about this is the authors are donating the proceeds to NaNoWriMo.org.
So instead of Christmas, this blog hop is about what we want for NaNo.
I hadn’t planned on doing NaNo this year. I did it last year, and won, so I don’t need to prove it to myself. And I feel like I have too much going on since I have things to edit.
But I figured what the hell. Why not. So I’m going to work on a new story I started recently. It’s an adult contemporary set in Brazil. I’m excited about it because I think it’ll be really interesting. And it’ll require a lot of research. So this isn’t some story I’m going to finish in a short time. I may write a lot of it before the research is done, the basic story, but then I’ll have to work in descriptions and things about Brazil’s culture that I really don’t know about right now.
So what I want for NaNo is to get halfways into it. I know we’re supposed to strive for 50,000. But that feels unrealistic. Bigger but… I just wanted to be a part of NaNo because it’s fun to watch how others are doing.
My working title is called Piranha. And as you may guess, there are piranha’s involved. But I couldn’t think of anything creative yet, so I went with that.
I kinda feel guilty signing up for NaNo knowing I probably won’t finish, but you never know. It’s still possible.
Thank you to these ladies and gentleman for hosting the blog hop: JA Bennett, Jessica Salyer, David Powers King, Kelley Lynnm, and Cassie Mae.
To see the other blog hoppers, check this out:
As many of you know, today is the release day of (Never) Again by the fabulous Theresa Paolo. And to celebrate, she’s doing a blog hop where you share something that you swore you’d never do again, but did.
But first. If you’d like to see how I first met Theresa and all the fun things we have in common, go here.
Now on to the blog hop.
Well, I hope I don’t disappoint anyone today because I have nothing shameless or salacious to share. Instead, my example is rather innocuous, perhaps mundane. (Can you tell I went to the thesaurus for interesting words?) But hey, when I try come up with examples to questions like this, my mind always goes blank.
First: I am not a slave to fashion. I prefer comfort over style.
So back in the 80s, clogs were the in thing. I had one pair. I hated them. They were big and stiff. Clunky—wasn’t clog just the perfect name for them? Kinda ugly. And they didn’t like to stay on my feet.
I said I’d never wear them again.
But then a few years back, my mom gave me a pair of hers she didn’t want anymore. And because she doesn’t buy Payless Shoes like me, the black pair she gave me lasted over three years of regular use. And I loved them. So now I’ve even bought my own. Something more like this.
These shoes from Zappos.com are cute. Their $150 price tag, not so much. Oh, and when I said I’d buy something more like this, I meant style wise. I’d choke over paying $150 for shoes. (Remember, I like Payless.)
So even though they’re not the most stable shoe, I now like them. And there are so many cute styles.
Even though I gave in to the clog, I will never… never wear flip flops. I’ve weathered through this fad for the second time without giving in, so I’m fairly confident I’ll keep my word. Flip flops suck.
So check Theresa’s site to see the other blog hop participants.
And congratulations to Theresa on your big debut!
Today is my posting for the How to Date A Nerd Blog hop, to celebrate the release of Cassie Mae’s new book How to Date a Nerd. Cassie Mae’s got prizes and you have two days to post, so if you haven’t signed up yet, go do it.
What is the nerdiest thing about you (me)?
I’m generally a sophisticated, intelligent person, but sometimes I like to watch TV shows, and I’m not really the targeted demographic.
Saved by the Bell, 1989-1993. I was in high school for most of this show, so watching it then wasn’t too embarrassing, but I still watch it. Sometimes. You know, when nothing else is on and I want to have the TV on for noise. *wink wink* Seriously, even then I knew SbtB was a bit ridiculous, so I can’t explain why I like it. I just do.
Another show I wouldn’t normally admit to watching is Full House, 1987-1995. I graduated high school, but continued to watch this show my first few years in college. And still today.
Um hello, I’m getting close to 40 and still like Full House. I could blame it on my kids, but I’m now admitting to the world I watch it, sometimes when my kids are not around.
I just love Joey, Jesse, Danny and the kids. Plus, now as a mother, I really appreciate a family friendly show.
So there are two things that kind of make me nerdy. Any shows you’d like to admit to watching?
Here’s where you can go to see how nerdy everyone is.
I’ve got a fun bloghop to announce for my good friend, Cassie Mae, to celebrate the release of her newest novel, How to Date a Nerd. This blog hop will run September 24th-26th. Here’s all the info.
1. Post an answer to this question: What is the nerdiest thing about you?
2. Post the blog hop picture on your post and on your sidebar.
3. Post the Goodreads link to How to Date a Nerd: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17976672-how-to-date-a-nerd
That’s it! And the prize for one of the participants! A Nerd swag pack! Including NERDS candy, Nerdy t-shirts, a signed copy of How to Date a Nerd, How to Date a Nerd key chains and buttons, and Spiderman 3 on DVD, because for some reason, she has two copies.
So sign up here, and we’ll see you the 24th through the 26th.
Scroll down for today’s The Big Reveal posting
Thank you to Rachel Schieffelbein for bringing us this fun blog hop. And congratulations on your soon-to-be-released story, Secondary Characters. And thank you also to all these lovely co-hosts: Theresa Paolo, Kelley Lynn, Jessica Saylor, Jenny Morris Cassie Mae
Sometimes secondary characters steal the show, (or the book) and become our favorites. Whether it’s the funny best friend or that goofy kid next door,
we want to know what secondary characters
you just couldn’t get enough of and why.
I’ve got a few characters I’d like to mention.
First is my own character. Which unfortunately is in an unpublished novel, so it’s not available to read.
Murphy from THE PROPER WAY TO SAY GOODBYE. He is the best friend of my main character Chloe. He is a totally sweet guy—not the hottest one, not the wittiest, but loyal and caring. But I’m biased of course. And I hope you all will be able to meet him someday an love him just as much as I do.
Another character I really liked was Laura from CLAWS by Will Weaver. She’s a spunky girl, tough on the outside, but hurting on the inside. The main character was Jed, and the book was good, but I also think the story would’ve been fun to hear from her pov.
This is an old one, and it’s from a movie, but I’m going to go with Chunk from THE GOONIES. He’s the chubby-funny kid, pictured on the right, kneeling down.
I was a kid when this movie came out and loved it. I watched it recently with my kids, and I still laughed. Chunk is a riot, and he’s got several great scenes. He’s the kind of kid who isn’t necessarily trying to be funny, but is. A little dopey, but he makes you laugh and is a good, loyal friend.
So I know you probably haven’t read THE PROPER WAY, but have you seen THE GOONIES or read CLAWS?
Here is the linky list to go check out the others.
Whether it’s the funny best friend or that goofy kid next door,
we want to know what secondary characters
you just couldn’t get enough of and why.
Theresa Paolo, Kelley Lynn, Jessica Saylor, Jenny Morris
Rachel is also planning on giving away a three chapter critique along with an ebook of Secondary Characters, which releases on May 28th.
Cassie Mae and Kelley Lynn will also pick a winner to get either an ebook of
Reasons I Fell for the Funny Fat Friend,
or a signed copy of Fraction of Stone.
So sign up on the linky list below and start thinking about your favorite secondary characters!
Here’s how the blog hop works:
Step One: Sign up on the linky below
Step Two: Dust off those old sappy diaries bursting with teenage angst or high school notebooks filled with bad poetry*
Step Three: Skim through them until you find something share-worthy
Step Four: On Monday, March 25 POST IT on your blog
Optional: We all love seeing old photos, so if you have one lying around of you as a teen, post that, too.
Thank you to the hosts of My So Called Teenage Life (Part Deux): Amy Sonnichsen and Christa Desir and Andrea.
I did this the last time, see here here for my previous post, and it was so much fun looking through old journals, I had to do it again. So thank you ladies.
My journals started around 8th grade and went through the end of high school. Sadly they are filled with so much crap. You know, like, who was seeing/breaking up with who. Mundane boring things. Then every once in a while there are funny little snippets from my classmates. And embarrassing things that happened to others mostly, because I wouldn’t want to put in writing what happened to me.
And then, I find something like this one below. Now I’d like to state that I was a fairly normal, average, boring teenager. A quiet, reserved, good kid. Yes, I did some illegal things sometimes, (alcohol mostly), but I didn’t over do it. So what I’m trying to say is I wasn’t overly dramatic.
So proud of myself at first, but then it degrades into stupidity.
January 1st, 1990 (my sophomore year)
Well in a new way this year has been great. Communist parties falling everywhere. Berlin Wall open. The uprise in China. Noreiga in Panama.
Are you impressed with my knowledge of current events in 10th grade? Well don’t be, cause then I say this:
People argue that people (teens) in the 1920s+ had it harder then now. Depression and all. I disagree.
(Probably because I did NOT live through the depression.)
They didn’t have to deal with AIDS, DRUGS, ALCOHOL, MURDER, CRIME, SEX. Anything of that sort.
Yes, I did capitalize that all.
But, um really, ridiculous teenage girl. Are you serious? Let’s break this down a little.
AIDS: To this day, I still don’t know anyone with AIDS. Of course someone may have it, and I might not know, but in high school? Pretty sure nobody in our school was dealing with that because we probably would’ve heard about it since it wasn’t so common yet.
DRUGS: So as an adult, I realize I was blind to many things in school. Yeah, you know who the losers are who won’t graduate because they’re hooked on alcohol or whatever. But sometimes the regular kids came in to school drunk or high. And I was completely unaware. And senior year, if you would’ve asked me to identify any type of illegal drug, would I have been able to? No. Did I know who the dealers were? No.
ALCOHOL: Okay, I’ll maybe give the teenage me that one. But my friends were good; they didn’t encourage stupid behavior all the time like some teens do. But I did know lots of kids that drank too much.
MURDER: So I’m going to give you some crime statistics from 1991, because that’s what I found, and they’re pretty similar to 1990. Eight people were murdered in the State of North Dakota in 1991. Yes, eight. In six of the cases, the assailant was known to the victim(s). Two were unknown. One of these occurred in my town, the 3rd biggest city in the state. The rest elsewhere. I’m pretty sure that murder was not a big worry of mine.
CRIME: There were 407 violent crimes reported in 1991. That includes murder, manslaughter, rape, aggravated assault, and robbery. 407 out of approximately 650,000 people. I don’t know, that doesn’t seem that high, but what do I know.
SEX: I’m not quite sure what this meant. High rates of teenage pregnancy? I don’t know. There was the rare occasion that someone in school got pregnant, but I wasn’t aware of any until my senior year. Meaning once again, I was probably blind and dumb to all that.
So now you’re probably shaking your head like I did. Because I’m pretty damn sure I would’ve taken growing up in the 80s and 90s rather than the 20s. But I guess teenage me wasn’t so smart as current me.
So did you think you had it bad during your teenage years?
And go check out the other bloggers to see what they came up with from their teenage years.
Thank you to Cupid at Cupid’s Literary Connection for hosting the Blind Speed Dating Contest. Here’s my kissing scene entry.
THE PROPER WAY TO SAY GOODBYE
Setup: About 2/3 way through the story. Chloe (age 18) and Sasha (21) have just returned from visiting Chloe’s best friend, where she revealed for the first time (to anyone) that she is gay and that Sasha is her girlfriend. Now they are in Chloe’s room, and it’s the first time she will be sleeping in a bed with Sasha.
“Are you sure this is all right?” she asked. Her tank top hugged her breasts, both exciting and terrifying me. I needed new pajamas. Ratty t-shirts and shorts wouldn’t cut it anymore.
“I promise to stay on my side.” Her grin reassured me, and she tugged the hair band off one of her braids. Then the second. She grabbed the braid to unwind it.
“Wait.” My mind spun a hundred different directions. Would she think I was weird?
She didn’t say a word as I scooted over—my knees barely touching her back. I took hold of one braid and slowly unwound it. Then the second. The scent of Sasha—her sweet peach lotion, filled my nose as I spread my fingers through her silky hair like I’d always wanted to. I could sit like this all night long but stopped, worried again she’d think I was strange.
Sasha twisted around and placed her hand on my cheek. Her fingers burned a tender trail down to my chin, and I wanted to freeze this moment, to gaze into her deep blue eyes forever.
Eyes that understood me. That accepted me. That wanted me.
Her hand gripped my neck, and her lips welcomed mine, making me feel like the only thing that mattered. Like I never wanted to breathe so I could just drink in her lips.
Sasha pulled back; her sigh resonated deep inside of me. Her fingers squeezed my knee, and even though she wore only a small smile, her eyes said she was feeling everything I was.
She turned away, but I didn’t want this to end. I pressed my body into hers, wrapping my arms around her waist and resting my chin on her shoulder.
Her smooth hands caressed mine. Those first days in class, I’d thought Sasha was perfect. She wasn’t. And I wasn’t either.
But this was… perfect.
“I love you, Chloe.”
Her words hung there, scaring me, but also filling me with a happiness I’d never known. I wanted this—her—more than anything, and I knew the words I would say were true.
“I love you too.”
That’s it. So go to Cupid’s site to see more entrants.
Thank you to Annalisa Crawford and Kyra Lennon for hosting the Imaginary Friends Bloghop.
They want to know about your imaginary friend. What were they called? How old were you? Were they naughty or nice? If you didn’t have one, were there ever times when you could have used one? Did you ever set fire to your mum’s favorite rug and have to take the blame yourself?
I did not have any imaginary friends growing up, so I’ll share another story. I don’t remember how old I was when this happened, but I may have been in jr. high. Or around there somewhere.
One day, my mom smelled something funny in the bathroom. From the closet. A place where bad smells do not usually originate. So she looked and discovered a Ziploc bag with a piece of stinky fish. It had been frozen at one time, but not anymore.
Now it wasn’t me. And my older brother said it wasn’t him. And my dad said it wasn’t him. And my mom found it. And our dog couldn’t reach into the freezer and then drop the bag in the closet underneath some stuff.
Even years later, nobody will cop to putting it there.
So who did it?
Our house was new when we moved into it… so no ghosts. I blame my brother—maybe sleepwalking. He blames me. Can’t see either of my parents doing it—it’s not their type of humor. So maybe an imaginary friend?
To this day, it’s still a mystery.
How about you? Any imaginary friends?
Thank you to Stephen Tremp , C.M. Brown, Elise Fallson and Mark Koopmans for hosting this fun bloghop.
Here is what it’s about: An opportunity to re-introduce ourselves to the ever-expanding blogging community. Simply take a moment and tell us something interesting about yourself. Anything. It can be about writing. Or blogging. Or a hidden talent. Perhaps you’re in the Witness Protection Program. Feel free to keep your post short. This is meant to be a quick and fun Blogfest.
My name is Suzi. Yes, my given name. (That seems to surprise a lot of people.)
Not Susan, Sue, Suzanne, Sue, Suz, or Suzie Q.
And if you call me one of the names from the above line, and you’re not a good friend or family, I’ll roll my eyes inwardly, because you weren’t paying attention when I told you my name.
But I won’t correct you.
My parents wanted to be different I guess, so they named me about the least used form of Suzi. (Others are Suzie, Suzy, Susie, Suze ) So that means that basically, I ALWAYS have to spell my name out because nobody gets it right.
Growing up, I probably only knew of a few other Suzi’s (and they were actually spelled differently.) I had none in my grade.
I used to hate it. I don’t anymore.
So what about you? Do you have a common or uncommon name? And do you like it?