The forest country of the North has been home to Timothy and his ancestors for hundreds of years. Over those years more families have joined, creating a closely knit community set off from the rest of the world. The one thing that sets Tim’s family apart: they’re skilled in telepathy, able to speak through their minds, hear the thoughts of those close to them, and sometimes even control the minds of others.
For all that it’s worth, Tim uses his telepathy as little as possible. When his father speaks into his mind, he defies him by replying out loud. When his best friend Alec has a particularly loud thought, Tim tries to block it out. His defiance doesn’t stop people from getting into his mind though, and before long, someone—he doesn’t know who—is pushing at his mind, sending him thoughts he doesn’t understand.
As the weeks go on and the winter weather turns near damn freezing, Tim begins to figure there’s someone trying to take over, not only his mind, but also his very being.
I wrote this up about a month ago and now that I’m getting ready to begin the writing process, I’m beginning to understand some of the underlying meanings of it. Hopefully this is the right basis for the story and I’m able to expand on it and make it into something decent during the next few months.
I love the writing community that is YA Buccaneers. So, of course they would choose to do a Spring Writing Bootcamp at a time I was in dire need of a write-all-the-words-inducing challenge.
My writing has been less than active in the past few weeks. I don’t know what is to blame. It’s something, but I’m not going to consume my mind with trying to figure it out. The point is, I’m getting back to writing and it’s in a kinda big way: with a 3-month long bootcamp.
I like community, even if it doesn’t seem like I participate that much. I also like feedback and someone to keep me going. I WISH I had someone like that. Maybe I’d feel more inclined to write more often. Maybe this will be the perfect thing to FIND that person. I don’t know. Just a thought.
So, here’s the plan: Starting Friday night or Saturday morning (depending on my mood) I will start off SLOW with some plotting and planning and whatnot for SnowNovel. That will probably take up most of the March Break (9th-15th). I would like to have the intro of SnowNovel at least started before my birthday on the 25th, so that will be priority for the next week. And the last week of March I hope to continue working on SnowNovel.
April is the first session of Camp NaNoWriMo. I don’t know if I’m going to participate or if I’ll just be plotting and planning stuff (you need to have a goal of at least 10k to participate). My ultimate goal is to write all the words, but you never know what will happen a month from now, so Camp is still under consideration. IF I were to do Camp I would probably work on all three of my current WIPs: SnowNovel, IslandsNovel, and ParshaTrilogy. Because with Camp you can do whatever the hell you want! Which I like. (though I still like NaNo)
May… well, it’s too far away to plan what I’ll do in May. I’m not THAT prepared!
So, those are my plans. I’m hoping to stick to them, though they will no doubt morph as the days wear on. I shall keep you updated weekly or twice a week, and once April rolls around you can check out my Camp NaNoWriMo stats, which (if I participate) will be updated daily (though not as concise as my updates on here).
So this is happening in my kitchen right now. The other day I noticed a bubbled joint in the drywall, told my dad and as it turns out, it was wet. So he opened up the ceiling two nights ago. The waterfall didn’t started until… I’m gonna say about an hour and a half ago. I didn’t come downstairs until there was A GREAT BIG PUDDLE on the floor already. I’ve cleaned that up, put a pot under the leak site, and now must WATCH until Dad or Mom comes home.
I am stubborn, especially when it comes to letting a project go. For some of my trashed WIPs it has taken months, but for this most recent one, it has taken almost exactly 4 years.
Yes, I’m talking about my baby, my first ever WIP Transported, later titled Beacon’s Glow, a YA high fantasy about a girl from two worlds.
Over those 4 years the story have changed—drastically. It went from a story of a girl transported into a different world with the destiny to save that world and all others. Then, very later on in it’s most recent reincarnation, it was about a girl whose father was from another world and was forced back there when she was only a little girl. Both versions I love and have cherished in my heart for the 4 years I have been writing, but… I can’t seem to actually write the damn thing!
So, I am very sad and reluctant to say, 22 days before its 4th anniversary, I am saying goodbye to Transported/Beacon’s Glow. Bits and pieces of the story will probably/most definitely show up in my other WIPs, but the story as a whole will be no longer.
Speaking of art, today my friend Jackson Pearce’s book TSARINA comes out (under her pen name J. Nelle Patrick). I took the liberty of ordering an extra copy to give away. What, I thought, would be a good way to enhance the beauty and thrill of the text inside?
so here we have myself riding a moose drawn in this copy. I have also signed it. This is how friendship works, and if you are not finding yourself doing this regularly, you need to step back and ask myself, “am I good friend? Am I someone I’d like to know?”
If you would like to win the Moose Tsarina, either reblog this or tweet the cover (er, if you’re a twitter person, better hashtag it #winamoose so I see it). Then I’ll pick a random winner at 9 p.m. EST today (Feb 27th). Yes, it’s international, yes, it’s signed by me and not by Jackson.
Congratulations to all the Canadian athletes that competed at the 2014 Sochi Olympics. We’re incredibly proud of all of you! & an extra congratulations to all the winners & their medals! [10 Gold, 10 Silver, 5 Bronze!]