Blogiversary, of Sorts

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Today is a nice day.

I’m (mostly) moved into my new place. I start my new job tomorrow. It’s hard to wrap my head around the idea that I live here, now. Next week I won’t find myself back in my old apartment, back at my old job.

Today, according to WordPress, is also my one year blogging anniversary. On this day, I sat out on the front porch and set up my WordPress account and dedicated hours to creating a blog. (Two blogs, actually. My nature writing blog is currently defunct. This one didn’t launch until December, but was still created back then.)

I remember brainstorming for my bio and coming up with a silly list of goals to go at the end. After all, what’s more illustrative of a person’s heart than who they want to be? The list had three items on it:

  • Get a pet snake
  • Move to the coast
  • Have a job involving fish, oysters, or both

Now, exactly one year later, I have accomplished all three. It’s exciting, for sure. But now I also feel adrift. I had been so busy figuring out how to get here that I never much wondered what would come next.

After a few days of puzzling, I think I’ve settled on a starter goal. It’s time for me to write a novel.

Over the past year, starting with the blogging project, I got back into writing. Somewhat. I tried NaNoWriMo for the first time and had a blast. I attended some writing workshops. I at least thought about doing Camp NaNoWriMo in April, and I’m giving it another go this month. I’ve been tinkering and toying with writing a book.

But tinkering and toying don’t get you anywhere, at the end of the day. It’s time for me to do this thing for real. I don’t know what it’s going to be or to look like at the end, but I’m in it for the journey, and it’s just the right time for me to start a new journey. Anchors aweigh!

The Typewriter Project: Perspective

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I totally spaced out and missed the first round of the Typewriter Project, a creative writing challenge hosted by Mahriya @ MyBookishLife, but I’m getting in just before the buzzer for round #2! The theme of this week is perspective, an often overlooked aspect of writing. Where your story is coming from changes the kind of story it ends up being, and the perspective you choose is the filter through which your writing passes.

For this second installment of the Typewriter Project, Lia @ Lost in a Story did a guest post for Mahriya on the different types of perspective you can write in and how to write using perspective creatively. Keeping with the theme, Task #2 was to write the opening of a story using a unique perspective. I went with a perspective that I certainly never would have thought to use if not for this challenge!

It began and ended as it always does: with a fall.

He fell quickly. Countless times I have heard people describe a fall as though the fabric of time tore away from the pattern of warp and weft and went null; as though the world ceased to exist except for that one, unending event. This is never the case. Each and every human who has ever tripped or slipped, jumped or dropped, has fallen under my hand in the exact same fashion. They fall quickly.

I watched Roan Messinger plummet precisely as humans do, albeit from a drastically greater height than most. I stared him down as he twisted through the breathless, sickening rush of open sky, and I did nothing. As always, I remained: infinitely able to intervene, and unrelentingly unwilling to do so.

It was possible, you see. It was well within my power to suspend him in midair, to suspend that awful moment of impact. But to save one soul from the crushing pull of the ground, to release my grip on one tiny piece of the cosmos for but a moment, would have risked everything slipping from my grasp, and the world depends on me. My strength and will, my gravitas, create your gravity. The fate of all things rests upon me binding them together, and upon that force never failing.

If ever there was a human I would have risked it for, it was him. For as surely as gravity predicts the future of the world, in that fleeting, tumbling moment, the future also hung upon the shoulders of a boy falling out of the sky.

Of a boy running out of time.

The perspective? First person, from gravity personified as the narrator.

What do you think? Are you also participating in the Typewriter Project? Have you read any books with wildly creative perspectives included? Drop me a line; I’d love to know!

Top Ten Tuesday: Anticipated Books of Late 2017!

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Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish for sharing your favorite contenders in different book categories!

The wheel of time keeps turning, and the list of amazing-sounding books to drool over keeps growing. There are tons of books worth looking forward to in the second half of this year, and here are 10 that have found their way onto my TBR!

The Language of Thorns, by Leigh Bardugo

Having just recently devoured Six of Crows and Crooked Kingdom, I can’t wait to get another fix of Bardugo’s amazing storytelling.

Love speaks in flowers. Truth requires thorns.

Travel to a world of dark bargains struck by moonlight, of haunted towns and hungry woods, of talking beasts and gingerbread golems, where a young mermaid’s voice can summon deadly storms and where a river might do a lovestruck boy’s bidding but only for a terrible price.

Sasquatch, Love, and Other Imaginary Things, by Betsy Aldredge & Carrie DuBois-Shaw

I have always been a huge fan of “monster” shows (River Monsters, anyone?) but you don’t need to be a Sasquatch fan to be excited for this book! This has so many story elements I like: a sense of adventure, a wacky, fun family, love/hate romance. This sounds like so much fun, and I can’t wait for its release.

Hunting for monsters was never so awkward.

It’s bad enough that Samantha’s parents, charter members of the Northern Ohio Bigfoot Society, have dragged their daughter around forever, hunting for yetis. But now they’re doing it on national TV, and worse, in front of an aristocratic prep-school crew including a boy who disdains Samantha’s family.

But when he scorns her humble Ohio roots, she becomes determined to take him down. As they go to war, their friction and attraction almost distract them from the hint that Sasquatch may actually be out there somewhere…

Dress Codes for Small Towns, by Courtney C. Stevens

I was lucky enough to meet Courtney over the holiday weekend, and I was so impressed with her as a person and an artist! Her elevator pitch for her upcoming book was “sexually-fluid Footloose” and hearing all about the way she crafted the book has me eager to give it a try.

All the Crooked Saints, by Maggie Stiefvater

I saw an ARC of this book in-person over the weekend and literally gasped. I didn’t realize how badly I want to read this until it was right there and I couldn’t even lay a finger on it. Come on, October, get here already!

One Dark Throne, by Kendare Blake

Three Dark Crowns is one of those books that I didn’t thing was amazing while I was reading it, but that I can’t stop thinking about after the major cliffhanger/plot twist ending. I am way looking forward to seeing what kind of drama goes down in the next book!

A Poison Dark and Drowning, by Jessica Cluess

Cluess’s debut, A Shadow Bright and Burning, did not have me convinced during the beginning, but Cluess made some interesting choices and played with some standard fantasy tropes in really interesting ways. I think that her second book just might be really, really good.

An Enchantment of Ravens, by Margaret Rogerson

This late ’17 debut won me with the phenomenal cover, but the premise is a promising and innovative take on faerie stories. If this synopsis doesn’t totally sell you, I don’t know what will!

Isobel is a prodigy portrait artist with a dangerous set of clients: the sinister fair folk, immortal creatures who cannot bake bread, weave cloth, or put a pen to paper without crumbling to dust. They crave human Craft with a terrible thirst, and Isobel’s paintings are highly prized among them. But when she receives her first royal patron—Rook, the autumn prince—she makes a terrible mistake. She paints mortal sorrow in his eyes – a weakness that could cost him his life.

Furious and devastated, Rook spirits her away to the autumnlands to stand trial for her crime. Waylaid by the Wild Hunt’s ghostly hounds, the tainted influence of the Alder King, and hideous monsters risen from barrow mounds, Isobel and Rook depend on one another for survival. Their alliance blossoms into trust, then love, violating the fair folks’ ruthless Good Law. There’s only one way to save both their lives, Isobel must drink from the Green Well, whose water will transform her into a fair one—at the cost of her Craft, for immortality is as stagnant as it is timeless.

Isobel has a choice: she can sacrifice her art for a future, or arm herself with paint and canvas against the ancient power of the fairy courts. Because secretly, her Craft represents a threat the fair folk have never faced in all the millennia of their unchanging lives: for the first time, her portraits have the power to make them feel

Even the Darkest Stars, by Heather Fawcett

The premise of this debut promises adventures that take you to new heights–it’s a fantasy story about sisters, sibling rivalry, and mountain climbing. It definitely sounds like a stand-out because of its unique premise.

Kamzin has always dreamed of becoming one of the emperor’s royal explorers, the elite climbers tasked with mapping the wintry, mountainous Empire and spying on its enemies. She knows she could be the best in the world, if only someone would give her a chance.

But everything changes when the mysterious and eccentric River Shara, the greatest explorer every known, arrives in her village and demands to hire Kamzin—not her older sister, Lusha, as everyone had expected—for his next expedition. This is Kamzin’s chance to prove herself—even though River’s mission to retrieve a rare talisman for the emperor means cimbing Raksha, the tallest and deadliest mountain in the Aryas. Then, Lusha sets off on her own mission to Raksha with a rival explorer, and Kamzin must decide what’s most important to her: protecting her sister from the countless perils of the climb or beating her to the summit.

The Disappearances, by Emily Bain Murphy

Summer and Fall are my favorite times to read creepier books, and this upcoming book sounds exactly that!

What if the ordinary things in life suddenly…disappeared?

Aila Quinn’s mother, Juliet, has always been a mystery: vibrant yet guarded, she keeps her secrets beyond Aila’s reach. When Juliet dies, Aila and her younger brother Miles are sent to live in Sterling, a rural town far from home–and the place where Juliet grew up.

Sterling is a place with mysteries of its own. A place where the experiences that weave life together–scents of flowers and food, reflections from mirrors and lakes, even the ability to dream–vanish every seven years.

No one knows what caused these “Disappearances,” or what will slip away next. But Sterling always suspected that Juliet Quinn was somehow responsible–and Aila must bear the brunt of their blame while she follows the chain of literary clues her mother left behind.

The Changeling’s Journey, by Christine Spoors

Not only does this sound like an awesome indie fantasy, but as an added bonus, it is by one of our very own bookish community members! This is the first self-published book by Christine of Wee Reader, and I am so excited to read it!

Ailsa is dead. Leaving Morven the last surviving changeling in the village. Everyone knows it is only a matter of time before she too is dead. Desperate to find out why the fairies steal human babies, and to save her own life, she leaves her family behind, travelling north into the fairy kingdoms with her best friend.

They soon find that making their way through vast magical forests, across kelpie-ridden lochs and over seemingly endless mountain ranges is more than they were prepared for. Despite the countless evenings spent listening to stories about adventures, fairies and magic, they find themselves out of their depth. Fighting to stay alive.

Meanwhile in the fairy kingdoms, Princess Freya of Culhuinn struggles to cope with life now that her love has been taken from her. Whilst Queen Euna of Norbroch spends more time lost in her memories than she does ruling her kingdom.

One changeling’s journey to save her life will alter their world forever.


What about you?

Did you participate in this week’s Top Ten Tuesday? If so, feel free to drop me a link in the comments! I’m sure there are tons of upcoming releases that haven’t even hit my radar, so make sure I don’t miss out on anything epic!

Mini-Discussion: Reading/Writing Spots!

Good evening, all! I am writing to you from my official new favorite reading and blogging spot: my cheery, fish-and-rainbow patterned hammock hung on my brand new hammock stand!

I live in a second story apartment with a cute little balcony. It’s shadowed by two mature sweet gum trees. From here, my horizon is the swathe of pines that wrap around the backside of the buildings across the street. Even though the woods back there are hardly deeper than I can throw a frisbee (which really is not that far), when I’m cocooned in my hammock, I feel surrounded by nature.

Tonight I’m writing to the rhythm of the last, puttering raindrops from today’s storm front and the summertime trills and croons of gray tree frogs. When I get to write outside, I feel more true to myself and my voice, more in my element. When I read outside, it’s the epitome of relaxation and the most enjoyable version of my bookish experience.

Is there any particular place where you love to read and/or write? I feel like setting can be almost as important to the reading and writing processes as it is to a book, so I’m very curious to know whether or not you’ve got a special reading spot!

Bonus pic: a Cope’s Gray Treefrog I found out and about earlier!


Top Ten Tuesday: Five Books I’m Glad had Moms, and Five that Should Have

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Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish for sharing your favorite contenders in different book categories!

A well executed parent/child dynamic can make a book stand out from the crowd. We all have people who raised us, but lots of books conveniently forget that for simplicity’s sake. This is especially true in fantasy books: how many characters are orphans, estranged children, or have a cardboard cutout character for a mom? And if the fantasy character only has one living parent in the book, more often than not, it’s dear old dad.

Here’s to five books with moms I love, and to five that I wish had a great mom included!

Yay, Books with Moms!

The Raven Cycle, by Maggie Stiefvater

Maura and Blue have an amazing balance between testing each other and trusting each other. Even when Blue wants to rebel against Maura’s rules or to push the boundaries, she always knows she has a supportive mom to come to when she needs help. Plus, they sometimes read together in Blue’s bedroom. What better mother-daughter bonding activity is there?

Harry Potter, by J.K. Rowling

Don’t we all really just want for Molly Weasley to give us a hug and then tell us to go clean the kitchen? She is one of the ultimate book moms, not only for managing to raise and put up with her own children, but taking others like Harry and Hermione under her wing to boot.

A Game of Thrones, by George R. R. Martin

Catelyn Stark is one heck of a momma wolf. Over the course of the series, she goes way out of her comfort zone and deals with tremendous burdens to try to protect and guide her children.

The Truth About Forever, by Sarah Dessen

The Queen family’s dream home suddenly feels too large after Macy’s father passes away unexpectedly, leaving only her and her mom about the house. Macy and Deborah deal with the loss in very different ways, and Dessen’s portrayal of these two trying to support each other and come to terms with their new life is wonderful and deep. You really feel for this amazingly hard-working entrepreneur mom, even when she and Macy are at odds.

The Fire Within, by Chris D’Lacey

This is an adorable children’s book that is, in my opinion, equally enjoyable for adults. In this cute story about family, creativity, magic, squirrels, and dragons, a college student rents a room from a mother with a young daughter. Liz, the mom, and Lucy, the daughter, quickly become more to David than just his landlord and her precocious kid! Liz is a creative, loving single mom who gets down to business and doesn’t put up with any crap from her kid or her tenant. Reading about her bossing David around and occasionally having to mother him as much as her own child is hilarious and heartwarming.

More Moms Needed!

 

Throne of Glass, by Sarah J. Maas

If Celaena had some good female role models in her life, maybe she would have shown a little more character development over those thousands of pages in the series. #SorryNotSorry

Six of Crows, by Leigh Bardugo

This duology is basically perfect, right down to the level of parent-child relationship included. I loved everything we learned about Inej’s parents, and even though the series didn’t really need it, my heart still yearns for more stories about her mom. That’s a lady I’d like to give a bouquet of geraniums.

The Scorpio Races, by Maggie Stiefvater

Again, this is a book where the lack of mom is pretty crucial to the family dynamic, but Puck’s recollections of her mom make my heart all warm and fuzzy for that awesome lady. The memory of Puck’s mom teaching her to ride a pony makes me want to hug something. Maggie, how do you make a character who doesn’t even show up in the book so vivacious?

A Shadow Bright and Burning, by Jessica Cluess

This is a prime example of fantasy books where Dad is super important and Mom is negligible. Quite a big to-do is made about what kind of person Henrietta’s father was or was not, but I remember absolutely nothing about the protagonist’s mom, and I didn’t read this book that long ago. Cluess surprised me with some of her twists and misdirections, though, so perhaps Mrs. Howell will have a bigger role to play as the series progresses.

Three Dark Crowns, by Kendare Blake

The premise of this book is unlike anything I can recall: the Queen of Fennbirn, chosen by the Goddess, always has triplet daughters. As soon as her daughters are born, the Queen surrenders their care and her rule to the island’s governing council, then leaves the island forever. Then, when her daughters come of age, they fight to the death and the last one standing is crowned.

In this book, Queen hopefuls Katharine, Mirabella, and Arsinoe unveil a lot of drama and chaos as the day of their royal competition approaches. There are some seeerious twists at the end of the book! I really want to know more about the former Queen, Camille. What has she been doing on the mainland since her daughters were born? Did she have any hand in the drama that gets unleashed? What would she think of the way her daughters have grown up, and which one(s) would she support?


What about you?

Did you participate in this week’s Top Ten Tuesday? If so, feel free to drop me a link in the comments!

A Spoonful of Change

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Wow, y’all. Life is a rollercoaster. My last Waiting on Wednesday post was a pre-scheduled post that I wrote at the end of March, so I haven’t written anything for the blog in about a month. To be honest, I feel like April kind of disappeared in a haze, here and then gone.

Almost all of my goals for last month went up in smoke, too. Rocking out Camp NaNoWriMo with an awesome cabin? Forget 30,000 words; I ended up with 3.5k. Keeping up the blogging momentum? Well, you saw how that went. In April, I got swept away by some major things in my personal life. Weekend getaway with the boyfriend and him getting an awesome new job and moving waaay closer to me: whoo! Best friend slash Ann Perkins to my Leslie Knope getting an awesome new job and moving hours and a whole time zone away: awesome and also a huge bummer. I also ran into major mounting frustrations at work, and I’ve been having a hard time not bringing my negativity home with me at the end of the day.

All month, I was either completely wrapped up with the big events happening for the people in my life or completely drained, stressed, and upset from a day at my job. Because of that, a lot of things I needed or wanted to do in my personal life fell by the wayside. I was letting outside factors take away my passion and excitement, and I needed a change.

Around the same time I realized that, my roommate and I had a conversation about habits. After his breakup, I had advised him that getting over someone came down to changing your mental habits: retraining your brain to stop always running paths to that person and to redirect to other subjects more often. He took that to heart, did some research on habits, and came back to me with ideas. Apparently, the best way to break a habit is to either apply a negative experience to it (ie; quit chewing your nails by wearing nail polish that tastes bad, so chewing the nails becomes extra unpleasant) or is to simply form new, better habits.

He also decided that the best way to form a new habit is to do it daily for a week. He started getting up half an hour earlier to go run in the morning, and it’s working so far. Now, he’s planning the next good habit to start.

I know I need to break out of some of my mental habits. It’s time for me to embrace positivity and gratitude; to live my life more intentionally, and not at the mercy of what’s going on around me. It’s time to make new habits.

So, starting last week, I adopted a new goal: doing at least fifteen push-ups per day. It’s a baby step, something easy and practical, that I can do any time I think of it. It’s something good for me. Something that, with enough persistence, I can see tangible results from. Something to make me feel accomplished and strong.

Today marks exactly one week of doing them. Some days, I even do more or feel inspired to do some other quick exercises, too. In the scheme of things, it’s only a tiny spoonful of change. But it also is a cornerstone, a place for me to continue to build. This is a commitment to myself, to my passions, to the things that matter. It’s also a fresh commitment to all the other things I dream of doing and love doing. It’s a pledge to keep reinventing myself for the better.

It’s also a refresh for my commitment to this blog. This is something I enjoy immensely, and in the month of May, it is something I will consciously make the time for.

Fifteen push-ups. Less than a minute. Just a spoonful of change. But I’m going to savor it, and one spoonful of something good almost always precedes another.

Waiting on Wednesday: The Seafarer’s Kiss

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Waiting on Wednesday is a weekly meme hosted by Breaking the Spine that spotlights highly anticipated upcoming releases.

When I was a kid, I wanted to grow up to be a marine biologist. That was mostly because “mermaid” was not a viable career goal. After the vampire and werewolf crazes started to fizzle out, I noticed a brief spike in mermaid-themed YA books. To my disappointment, none of them seemed very good.

Imagine my delight to know that the world is about to receive a Norse retelling of The Little Mermaid in The Seafarer’s Kiss, by Julia Embers. Yes, you read that right. Norse mermaids. With a helping of lesbian romance, and a trickster god on top. There could possibly exist a book that is even more of a custom-tailored Sea read than this, but I really doubt it. Look forward to this gem from Duet Books on May 4th!32890474

Having long-wondered what lives beyond the ice shelf, nineteen-year-old mermaid Ersel learns of the life she wants when she rescues and befriends Ragna, a shield-maiden stranded on the mermen’s glacier. But when Ersel’s childhood friend and suitor catches them together, he gives Ersel a choice: say goodbye to Ragna or face justice at the hands of the glacier’s brutal king.

Determined to forge a different fate, Ersel seeks help from Loki. But such deals are never as one expects, and the outcome sees her exiled from the only home and protection she’s known. To save herself from perishing in the barren, underwater wasteland and be reunited with the human she’s come to love, Ersel must try to outsmart the God of Lies.