Dawn of a New Era

Today is a very important day in the life of my blog! Aren’t you excited?

Yesterday, a very dear friend of mine and co-author on the Romance Anthology (more on that in the next post), Michaela Miles, discovered I didn’t have an author page on Facebook, so she proceeded to help me put one up. I’ve received 38 likes so far, and … isn’t that wonderful? The best part: I’m learning new things all the time and only being the least little bit intimidated. Okay, that’s a lie. I’m REALLY intimidated.

I’m so intimidated that I immediately PM’d my friend and fellow author Scott Bell and told him he had to put up an author page on Facebook. I copied and sent him Michaela’s instructions. Nice of me, right?  I figured if I went down in a blaze of pffft, I could take Scott with me. I’m really good with sharing.

So, today’s task is to link this blog to my Facebook page.

THIS IS A TEST. THIS IS ONLY A TEST. IF THIS TEST DOESN’T WORK, PLEASE GO TO MY FACEBOOK PAGE AND TELL ME.

Sorry for yelling. Here’s my Facebook author page.

I remembered how to link it! Doing a happy dance here!

Story A Day

May 1: I shall once again attempt another thirty-one stories under the acclaimed invention called Story-A-Day-in-May. In all honesty, I still haven’t edited all of last May’s smatterings, but it’s nice to see a long list of stories in my ‘In Progress’ file. I do hope to be a bit more diligent about editing and submitting this year. You are welcome to poke me if you see me slacking.

I will be posting my stories daily, password protected. Anyone interested in reading these unedited stories, and who cannot access the password through the SaD group on the writing site is welcome to email me (standardishue@gmail.com) and I will happily divulge that information. As long as you vow on the honor of your first-born child–or some equally dire circumstance–that the password shall be a secret and never pass your lips or fingers or whatever.

If you do take a few minutes out of your day to read, please leave a comment–I’d love to hear from you!

Spring is Here! For a Day, At Least

I spent all morning cleaning the windows, ironing the summer curtains (and putting them up), and changing the beds into their summery glory. It’s 72 degrees and I am now outside under the umbrella, enjoying iced tea and watching the bees eat the bird seed. (Don’t ask.)

My neighbor is hitting one of those golf ball contraptions where the ball never goes anywhere, but he gets a lot of practice with his swing. It’s a bit noisy, but I don’t care. I am outside!

Never mind that this is a one day deal. That the forecast for tomorrow is rain mixed with snow and the temps are going to fall to 14 tomorrow night. This is a little slice of heaven in a cold, snowy, long, long winter.

And I love it.

Back to writing…

My Writing Process

Time for a blog hop! My friend Aubrey Wynne, author of the newly released “Merry Christmas, Henry,” tagged me to participate (I’m a virgin—this is my first time). She said to follow the questions that everyone in the hop answers. And since she’s a teacher and an incredible writer, I agreed immediately to join in. Don’t forget to check out the other authors participating in the blog hop. There is some incredibly creative talent out there, no matter what genre you enjoy reading!

Q: What am I working on?

I’ve caught the publishing bug after my latest acceptance and subsequent featured author request from Mused, the Bella Online Literary Review. I’ve been writing flash and short stories, contemplating where the Circus is going, and writing a “how-to” book that is in its final stages of editing.

Q: How does my work differ from others of its genre?

I don’t stick to one genre in my writing. I’d rather explore everything I can. No matter what genre I choose to write a particular story, I focus on creating the character’s voice and making a connection with the reader.

Q: Why do I write what I do?

I’m not a descriptive writer. I can’t spend paragraph after paragraph setting scenes and explaining actions. I think this is why I enjoy writing flash; every word counts. It’s a challenge for me to say the most with the least amount of words, and to do it in such a way that the reader knows exactly what I’m trying to convey. I want them thrust into the story from the first line and forming a connection with my main character, either from a similar event in the reader’s life or perhaps sympathy for the character’s plight.

I don’t like to feed a story to my readers. I give them tidbits of information and allow them to figure out the rest. I think this approach involves them in the story, creates a bond between the author and the reader, and lets the reader feel they are a part of the story. I see novel writers allowing readers a glimpse into an enormous world of their creation, while authors of flash fiction and short stories have very little time to pull the reader into the created scenario. Every word is meaningful and deviation or rambling becomes disastrous.

Fiction is an escape, taking readers from their real world lives. I believe the best fiction should involve the reader in such a way that they can imagine themselves in the scene, as the hero or heroine, as the villain, or as the person clinging to hope. The perfect fictional creation is the one a reader can’t put down until they reach the end of the story.

Q: How does your writing process work?

I’m a person who needs total quiet when I work, so I create my stories when no one can bother me. I let my imagination wander before I fall asleep at night. I developed an entire NaNo novel a chapter at a time in the shower. Often, I use a prompt and allow the story to mull around in my mind using the theme.

After working on the idea or story line, I develop the characters by asking myself questions: Where are they (scene)? What outside forces or personal decisions led them to this place (plot)? Where do I want my main character to be at the end of the story (climax and conclusion)? What age are my characters and how do I want them to speak (voice)? What other characters or plot devices can be included in the story to help move it along? How can I make my characters special, so people would want to read about them or identify with them?

My first edit of a story adds more detail, so the reader can picture the scene and characters. I love dialogue, for what is communication without it? From there, I like to post on Scribophile and get some opinions of what worked and what didn’t before I start the final editing and subsequent submission process.

Q: Who will we meet next week?

I’ve chosen three authors I love to critique on Scribophile—a sure indication that I admire their style, although each one writes in a different genre.

My Dino-Pal, Taylor L. Scheid, writes incredible science fiction but that’s on the back burner to promote her new book, Vorator. DarkHous Press is publishing it and I’m sure it will be wildly popular: it’s a cannibal monster horror book. And you know what happens with books like this? They turn into television shows and movies and I’ll be able to say ‘I knew her when…’ Taylor is already working on the sequel, Venator. Awesome stuff.

Vorator by Taylor L. Scheid

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Scott Bell was my first author-crush on Scrib; I followed him around in adoration and read every word he posted. He’s completed four novels: “Yeager’s Law” is in his agent’s hands and the sequel “Yeager’s Mission” is waiting in the wings. Scott’s current WIP is the third Sam Cable novel, set in modern-day Texas and following a Gary Cooper-like Texas Ranger and his feisty part-time lover and badass FBI agent Rita Goldman. Must-reads if you like adventure and ‘plosions!

Scott also has two published short stories. His third, “Government Waste” will be published soon at Desolation.

 Mitchellsville by Scott Bell

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Mr. Scampers War by Scott Bell

Cast of Wonders

George Wells is a flash fiction author I met on Scribophile, and yeah, I stalked him, too. I figure at least I have good taste in fiction and men. George is an expat living in Mexico and his writing gives us a flavor of that beautiful country and their inhabitants.

“To the River,” his very first publication, was with Shadow Road Quarterly and they also published “The Gift.” Another story, “Coming Clean,” has been accepted for publication in An Unlikely Companion.  George has the distinct honor of being one of two authors (Alexis Ann Hunter is the other) who have had their work accepted by Spark, A Creative Anthology for every volume so far, four in total. Great work, George!

Last Rites by George Wells

Spark I

Patron Saints of the Lowland by George Wells

Spark II

To the River by George Wells

Spark III

Whose Music is the Gladness of the World by George Wells

Spark IV

Audio versions of George’s stories in the first three volumes of Spark can be heard in his own voice!

Test Post for images

This is a test post for images, because I’m technically illiterate. Really.

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Okay. This is really cool. Now to resize. Big THANK YOU to Aubrey Wynne for helping me out on this. Now to learn how to add links and change the words…. BRIAN!!

Oh, and if anyone’s wondering, this is the cover of my very first publication as an author and this is where you can purchase the journal. (Thank you, Brian! The linking information you gave me works perfectly!)

Can anyone else see the light bulb above my head? No? Then it must be the glow of sunshine that comes with realization.

Thanksgiving 2013

Glory be! I lucked out of cooking turkey again this year. With the kids grown and living in a different state, there’s no reason for me to cook. Besides, my sister-in-law proclaimed everyone is to be at her house. Cool.

Then the dreaded words came: “Katie, would you bring your chocolate truffle pie and wonderful dressing?”

No problem. I got up on Thanksgiving morning and whipped it up. Unfortunately, the memories swept in, fast and hard.

Let me explain. The dressing–or stuffing–is my grandmother’s recipe. As I stood in the kitchen, hand slicing carrots and celery, my thoughts went to all those years of preparing it to stuff the turkey. Hearing my grandmother’s German accent: “Not too thick, it won’t cook. Too thin, and it will be mush. Don’t put so much salt on it, the turkey will give it the flavor. More pepper. More herbs. Now taste.” Heavenly. I found a recipe, similar, but nothing beats years of knowing exactly what to do. Yes, Thanksgiving is a day to give thanks for many things; it’s also a day of tradition. It’s up to us to pass this on to our children and friends.

Along with these memories came another one. I always knew I was a Mayflower descendent. Heck, through my ancestor alone, there’s 92,000 of us. But after spending two years researching that time between 1620 and 1645, it really hit me this year. My great-great-(etc.)-great grandfather was there. So as I’m cutting up the vegetables, I thought about those first people who braved the huge Atlantic and broke bread with Native Americans. No, it wasn’t like the glamorized versions you see on television, but it was a new beginning that started our traditions.

The stuffing is almost done, the pie is cooling, and I’m getting ready to enjoy this day with my husband’s family. A new tradition, and a welcome one.

And I’ll teach this extended family about the nuances of American football.

GO RAVENS!  Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Fantasy Baseball 2013

There’s silence in the locker room. The ones seated rest their forearms against their knees, heads bent low, staring at the floor. Those standing brace flat palms on the wall, leaning in. One lone man picks at the food on the table—a once sumptuous feast, now just remnants containing stale bread, wilted lettuce, shiny cheese, and soggy meats. Someone scratches their crotch, fingernails loud against his cup in the all-encompassing depths of stillness.

The Rookie stirs. “At least we were the most consistent team this year.”

Growls from a dozen throats cuts off any further comment. They wait.

Without warning, their manager appears in the middle of the room. Fresh from a shower and dressed in a skin-tight, short black sheath of a dress and four-inch heels, long curly hair framing an angel’s face, she turned slowly to give a long look to each of her players. Her dark, sultry voice echoed through her final speech.

“Twelfth place, men. We started at the bottom and stayed there the entire season. I’m not saying you didn’t try, but you just didn’t have the balls to climb out, did you? I waited for you to come around, kept trades to a minimum. Gave you every chance. I believed in you. Say what you will, the best thing you did this year was make all the other teams look good. Our work is done.

“Most of you will be heading to other teams next year. I’ll give you one piece of advice: lay off the booze and the women. And Jose, please stop eating that meat. It’s been sitting there for hours and that’s what got you on the DL in the first place. Jeez. We’ve got consolation games starting next week.”

She took one last look at her players. “See you on the field, men.”

A quick turn, a puff of smoke, and she was gone.

“Who the hell was that?” the Rookie whispered.

Jose turned from the table, still munching on limp lettuce. “I don’t know, Rookie. But I’m calling the Boss, see if he’ll take me in a trade. I’d advise the rest of you to do the same.”

May–An End, or A Beginning?

Story a Day in May is finally over. I made it through with thirty-one offerings, some flash, some shorts, and some chapters to new novels. I understand June is for revising …

Here is the breakdown for me:

Stories:

21 flash fiction

2 short stories, part one of each

3 first chapters of future novels (maybe)

Prologue and 5 chapters of a new novel

Word count for the month: 37,924

Average daily word count: 1223.35

I knew I had to stop writing only one-third of a word every ni…

George Wells, our fearless leader in the Scribophile group, made us asked that we post this information in the group, and I liked seeing how much I actually worked this month. I think the hardest part for me was trying to form the story every day in my head, and I probably spent more time doing that than the actual writing.

Am I exhausted? Hmmm, maybe a little tired right now. Most days? Yes.

Oh, look. Maybe I can enter that one in the Spark Contest before the midnight deadline tonight.

Yeah, right.

My First Author Interview!

The progression is simple:

Write, submit, acceptance, payment, author interview.

The perfect sequence to an author’s life, yes?

The writing was difficult. This particular story found its beginnings in Story a Day in May 2012 as part of the Circus stories. It was a rather long-winded short story about Jarod, the Elephant Man. Oh, not the original man from my research, but my attempt at bringing Joseph Merrick to life. After many revisions and eventually cutting it down to a flash fiction piece, Jarod was ready to be submitted to Spark, A Creative Anthology.

The first volume of Spark. I waited the requisite sixty days, heart pounding. No answer. Okaaay. As day sixty-one bleed into sixty-five, the nerves set in. Should I email them? No. They had quite a few hundred submissions to go through. Day sixty-nine. I opened my inbox in the morning; then hourly. Day seventy. Nothing. It was time to write to the editor–see if there was a problem. Wrote the email. Couldn’t send it. Day seventy-one. An email arrives. Now I’m afraid to open it. Is it a ‘yes?’ Or a ‘no?’

YES!!! Oh, the excitement, the thrill of not only an acceptance (my second one), but a paid one! I really didn’t care how much that check was–this one was getting framed.

Contract signed, little editorial details taken care of. Spark makes its debut on April 2, 2013. How thrilling is that, to be part of a new endeavor? One that I know will continue, because I know Brian Lewis. A man of dedication and vision.

That was it. I ordered e-copies for Kindle and Nook. Forgot to get the hard copy. Crap. Ahh, taken care of by Brian. Ordered three copies for the family. All set now.

Then a Scrib-mate, Lucie Lastic, not only put up a great review on Amazon, but also asked if she could interview several of us for her blog. This is it. Right here: http://cjjessop.wordpress.com/2013/04/29/an-introduction-to-spark-a-creative-anthology/

What could possibly be better than this? What could expand that circle of achievement in the life of an author?

Who cares? I’m ecstatic to be where I am right now.

December 14, 2012

Once upon a time

Christmas chaos reigned.

Presents covered the floor

Under the glistening tree,

Turkey eaten,

Carols sung,

Family presents opened,

Midnight Mass.

Then Santa visited

And Christmas morn

Became a blur

Of laughter

Of fun

Of love.

Today, two unwrapped

Presents lay under the tree.

Lonely. Silent.

Waiting for the

Chaos that will

Never come.

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