Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Teaser Tuesdays : YARebels Audition



So, remember how you always joke about me not showing my face?
Well, here's my Vlog audition for YARebels.  If I'm 'elected,' you get a weekly dose of ME.

So come on and vote already!


Also, my revisions are due tomorrow morning.  EEEP

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Teaser Tuesdays : Memento



Welcome once again to Teaser Tuesdays!

So, friends, let's keep this short and sweet.  Today, I learned a few things:

1) When it comes to painting rooms, I have seriously warped perceptions of time.  The project that I predicted would take until noon took me til 5pm, seriously eating into my editing time and making me relatively bitter.  Because, well, I painted that room two months ago and spent a lot of money on supplies, only to repaint it back to white (HOW BORING) so the next person can move in.

2) I really don't like it when people mess with my coffee beans.  DO NOT FREEZE COFFEE BEANS.  EVER.  Okay, I'm better now.

Today's Teaser hits close to home, because that's what I've been thinking about a lot today.  A few years back I did a project with a long process I'll probably explain someday.  The gist is, I took digital photos from my time in Scotland and re-shot them through a tank of water.  No photoshop manipulation, no tricks.

This is a Teaser because I'm not telling you what it means to me, not just yet.  I want your interpretation first. :)


I feel compelled to note that the quality is off, but you get the idea.  Imagine this 17x11.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

The AGENT Post

Yes, friends, the weekend is over, which means I've heard back from AgentLady.

And it wasn't a No.

It wasn't exactly a yes, either.  Rather, it was a "I think you're really talented and want to work with you on this, but I need to see these revisions first."  We even had a lovely hour-long phone conversation going over a complete line of edits, many of which were already on my list of things to touch up, which is exciting.  Because as we all know, agents don't do that for people they don't want to represent.

My fingers aren't crossed anymore.  Her enthusiasm for this entire series (and my writing in general) is all I need to pull a killer revision out of my hat.  The goal is to have an agent before I begin my grad program, and she's all for that.

I kind of feel like I'm going on a quest to prove myself, which is really exciting.

If you hadn't noticed yet, I really, really like goals.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Interlude

Wouldn't it be great if this was the last post I did?




Oh, I meant, "...last post I did before getting an offer of representation from an awesome agent."

I've been told I'll hear back by the end of the weekend from an agent who has, so far, been very enthusiastic about the novel.  So I've spent all week with my fingers crossed, hoping against hope I didn't drop the ball halfway through the manuscript.  We find out in 48 hours.


So, tonight, to distract myself, I'm going to watch some awesome kids do circus tricks and hope I come back to some literary magic.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Teaser Tuesdays : On Circus, Writing, and Wraiths

Okay guys, I have to come clean.  I hate Tuesdays.  I always have, always will.  There's something astrologically off about it, being the day of Mars or something like that, but long story short: everything bad happens on a Tuesday.  Which means, I need to find a way to look forward to these treacherous days.  And I have.  Presenting:






That's right!
Every Tuesday (or as often as I can remember) I'll be posting a small teaser on here.  It will be a veritable grab bag of goodies: writing previews, photographs/design, anecdotes, etc.  Whatever it takes to make me get out of bed with a smile.

In this, er, issue, I think it's time to play catch-up.


Circus


This past week I helped coach 50 kids in Ocala, Florida.
The goal?  Put on three shows with only three days to train and choreograph.
The process?  A week of crazy highs and physical exhaustion and complete sleep deprivation, a lot of pizza/Steak-n-shake/take-out, a club that was half rodeo bar, half rap club (no joke), and more fun than I've had in a long, long time.
The result?  Three incredible shows, acts that made me proud and brought me close to tears (I will never listen to "Fireflies" by Owl City the same way again), and a lot of smiling, amazing performers.
Overall? I remembered why I love teaching circus, and why I got involved with this crazy lifestyle in the first place: the people you meet are amazing and talented and generous with their skills and friendship, and the impact you have on those you meet extends far beyond putting on a good show.

Writing


On the technical side, I've hammered out the first 60+ pages of Martyr's re-write, which includes some serious plot and character changes I'm quite excited for.  I've also uploaded the third chapter to Wattpad, here : http://www.wattpad.com/1761175-chapter-three
Please read and comment!
On the "trying to get an agent" front, well... I don't want to jinx it, but if you've been following me on Twitter you've probably seen me freaking out from events that started this weekend.  All my fingers and toes are crossed.  By the end of the week, I'll either be crying because I'm really, really happy, or crying because I was too close for comfort.


Wraiths


So, you know I've been working on this "Hunter" series for a while, right?  Well, did you know I've been plotting this world for about 6 years now?  I not only have a book filled with factoids and potential plots, but I have a few college projects centered around it.  I live this world to such a frightening degree, I dream of it.

One of said projects was a series of photoshoots for my digital photo class (I majored in photo, dunno if that shows...) centered around the vampyres in the book.

The first I worked on, and also the one I'm happiest with, is a Wraith: a vampyre that feeds on magic.  And this is the real teaser, because this vamp isn't even mentioned in the first book, it's so badass.




I'd share more, but hey, I wouldn't have any more to post then.  You'll have to keep waiting. :)

This has been the first (!!) Teaser Tuesday.  I hope you enjoyed, and look forward to more next week!

Thursday, June 30, 2011

One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day.  Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel.  None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch.  And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones.  And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied.  It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop



If there's one thing I know how to do, it's leave.
I'm not saying I do it well; there are always strings left untied and stories left untold.  Someone is always missed in the goodbyes, because no matter what, there's never enough time.  It's not gotten easier, even though I've had practice.  My childhood was a process of moving between parents, leading up to my eventual self-dismissal to (artsy) boarding school eight hours away.  I left there, too, when I graduated and moved to college.  Not once, but four times (yes, four colleges in five years).  I haven't spent more than a single year in one place since sophomore year of high school, eight years ago.  Two continents, multiple sets of friends, and multiple people I thought I couldn't live without.  Two months from now, I do it again.

So tonight, briefly, I want to talk about change.  We've all gone through it.  We've all lost friends or continents, have all practiced the "One Art," as Elizabeth Bishop so wisely states.  But like all arts, it's one that requires practice, dedication.  We must be willing to lose the parts of our self that don't work.  We must strive to find "beauty in the breakdown" (thank you Imogen Heap).  Because it seems, to me, that things are their most vibrant when we're about to lose them.  The sun sets, and moments before it fades, everything is blazing with life and glory.  We are illuminated by the beauty of something's passing.  Change let's us embrace the beauty for what it is; otherwise, we just get bored.

That's not say changing or losing or leaving is fun.  It's not easy.  Hell, it's terrifying.
So what do we do about it?

We can, of course, hold on to everything.  We can grip the grass beneath our feet and swear we'll never move.  And we won't.  We'll stay where we are.  We won't change even as the seasons pull and the world spins and the stars scream promises above our heads.  We'll be the same person we were when we first opened our eyes.
We'll have learned nothing.

Or, we can embrace the descent, become the artists of our own loss.  We can jump into the void, willingly, arms spread wide.  Who knows? we might fall flat on our face.
Or--even more terrifying--we might just find the wings we forgot we had all along.  Letting go could be taking hold of everything.

So, my questions:
What are the things in your life you want to change?  What are the changes you'll make?
What do you fear will never change?
What will you do when it does?

Friday, June 24, 2011

Teaser : Martyr, opening pages

I know, I know, this is horribly out of character.
But for the past 24 hours, I've taken a break.

I mean, I've still gone to work and answered phones and helped paint a wall.  But I took a break from literary work.  No writing!  No thinking about agents!  I watched a movie with Ryan Reynolds ('nuff said)!
Because of that, I feel like a mild failure.  (the not-writing, not Ryan)  SO!  My answer to the dilemma is simple: post something I've done and see if you guys think I'm going in the right direction.  Cuz I redid the first few pages and need input.  In fact, I need input on the whole damn thing.

No joke, I'm thinking of giving out a few copies for critiques.  If you're interested...

Anyway, I'm going to go write a few snippets of book two.  And watch Black Butler.
Yes, this is how I spend my Friday nights.
Don't judge.

Teaser after the break: