Showing posts with label critique groups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label critique groups. Show all posts

Friday, November 9, 2012

Fun Facts Friday

Another week has come to a close. Here are some fun facts.

1. I found it kinda funny when I saw a commercial for a treadmill/stepper thing. It had folks who claimed they lost lots of weight by using this machine (I'm tempted to buy one, it's convincing and I'm not mocking it, I really might want one). The very next commercial was for weight gainer. No lie.

2. Found this site on most frequently asked grammar questions: Dr. Grammar. It's a nice quick reference.

3. I'm trying to set up a critique group. If you write YA and are interested, please email me: cdanek13@gmail.com

4. I'm reading this:
Everybody Sees the Ants by A.S. King


   and it's quite interesting.

5. Next week, I will finish my first draft of my third novel. I know, you're tired of hearing me talk about it, but I'm excited. Oh and I will be listening to this. Love this song!!



6. On your journey there may be times when you feel let down or alone, don't let this stand in the way of what you want. There will be many obstacles, and locked doors--keep moving forward. Don't take things personally and ignore those who shut you out. Be persistent, determined, focused, and learn all you can. You will go far.

A short one today.

Do you have any fun facts to share?

Have a great weekend!!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Contest and snippit..yikes

A contest I just found last night--

Check out Southern Princess you must post your most memorable Valentine's Day moment.  You must visit her blog to see the awesome prizes.

Alright, here I go --confidence --boost up.  My stomach is tossing about as I am about to press the publish post button.  *gulp*.  Here is a snippit from my WIP.  I am not going to reveal too much other than it is a sad scene for my MC Anna.  I may post a happier moment from my WIP tomorrow.




I stared at the furniture and wondered why my mom kept such odd knick knacks. I focused at the one on the coffee table--the small glass figure of a giraffe. Why a giraffe --I had no idea but I know my dad found it amusing and would tease my mom on how it did not match with any of the other decor. I could not believe that after all these years it never broke. It was tall, fragile clear glass yet it had an elegant stance as if it was readying itself for a ballet performance.


"Anna. Anna," a voice softly called as I shook my head to release the giraffes grasp on my trance.

"Ivy. Hey," came out in a soft whisper as I turned the onyx ring my father had given me on my birthday.

"It is time, you know ..to go," her eyes squinted holding back her sadness.

"Right..I just need my crutches."

"I have them and Bryn has the wheelchair in the car." She pointed over by the door where my crutches leaned against the wall.

"Why do I need that?"

"Your mom insisted. It is better that you have it. We even have a blanket so you will be the warmest person there." she softly smiled.

I knew she meant well and I hobbled to my feet as Ivy helped me onto my crutches and assisted me with my coat zipping it up like I was her child. As we stepped out into the tundra, I exhaled releasing my pinned up emotion. I slowly made it over to the small SUV trying not to fall. Bryn stood there waiting with the car running and as I got closer he opened the door. He softly smiled as he gently took my arm and helped to lift me into his small SUV.

My mom was riding in a limo with Ivy's mom, and my aunt and uncle. We didn’t have much in the way of family but I felt more comfortable with my friends than anyone of them hence my choice to ride with Ivy and Bryn.

The ride to the cemetery was long and slow even though it was maybe fifteen minutes away. I stared out the window catching glimpses of the trees that stretched their bare lifeless limbs to the sky. I even caught a small red bird every so often in tree, on a wire, on a rooftop and I wondered if it could be my dad—watching. As we drove I tried looking for other birds thinking this could distract my thoughts but no other birds made their presence known.

My stomach churned as Bryn pulled up to the cemetery and I waited in the car staring at the multiple headstones that adorned the landscape. Under each of those stones lay someone who had left somebody behind--they left hearts sad and souls empty. They left, and I wondered where they went. Could they see us? Were they watching us now? Were they happy? My attention was broken as Bryn opened my door

“Let me help you out” he reached under my arms and guided me to the wheelchair.

“Thanks and I’m sorry for…” I felt I needed to tell him that for all my emotional garbage he dealt with.

He squatted down to be eye level with me. “Don’t apologize. O.k. ? “

He stood back up and lightly kissed my forehead. I just closed my eyes savoring his care. I knew Bryn had other feelings for me but today I couldn’t let that clog my mind and I could tell his intentions today were strictly friendship. He stepped back as Ivy placed a warm blanket across my legs.

As Ivy pushed me across the hard ground the wheelchair raised and lowered as we got closer to the site. The sky was covered in grey, dull clouds that tried to keep the sun hidden. I began to wonder how they could dig a hole in the frozen ground? Who did the digging? How did they become a "gravedigger"? Really what were the requirements for that job? My thoughts were so random and ridiculous all to keep my mind off of what was coming upon my sight.

Rows of chairs were set up around a casket that hovered above the hole that I thought might be impossible to dig. The gray casket that housed a body--- one that once held love, happiness, laughter now confined to a box that would be put into the ground. There was a crowd already seated including my mother who only slightly glanced at me as Ivy wheeled me up to the front row. She locked the wheels and sat next to me as Bryn sat on the other side. My own mother who showed such compassion in the hospital now was reverting to her old loving self but when she needed the attention-- a quick hug around me along with a sob and people would flock to her.

I stared at the ground not wanting to look at the coffin again. The air stung my lungs as I took deep breaths in trying not to roll out the tears as I exhaled. I really didn’t know if I had any tears left. I looked down at the blue blanket trying to distract my eyes and saw Bryn and Ivy holding each of my mitten covered hands. It made me smile for a minute knowing I did have people who cared.

As the priest started his prayers, my eyes started their hurtful journey from watching his mouth let out the breath which flowed out visibly into the cold air to the huge floral arrangement next to him. How these flowers stayed beautiful in the cold was fascinating but my eyes needed to move on they were anxious yet cautious to see it ..to see what was to be final.

I moved my eyes to coffin and I could see the sun trying to shine a reflection on the metal decoration in the harsh air. The reflection was a little dull but comforted me into thinking that it was shining for him. As my focus pulled outward digesting the whole scene, the tears began to well again and a slight cry came from my lips.

He was gone.



There you have it. Whew--letting out a big breath. 
Please be aware that this is from my first draft so please, please, please understand it is not in final form. 

Another note: I realize I am not the coolest cucumber in the vegetable dish but I am looking for a few good folks to start a critique group.  See my previous post for details. 

I hope everyone enjoys their day! I'm stuck with a ton of snow falling.  :)

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Contests and critique groups

My post today is simple --contests and critique groups. 

Contests--I have seen a few as I have checked up on my favorite blogs.  I thought I may list them and if you have any you want to add please feel free. 

1. Anissa Off the Record--I have posted this one before. Anissa--god bless her--is posting everyday in the month of February and in return to all your comments she is giving away a Barnes and Noble gift card.  There are more details but you can go check them out for yourself :)

2. Michelle Gregory- Keep checking on her lovely website Beautiful Chaos.  She will be posting about a new contest in a few days.

3. Lisa and Laura Write -- Lisa and Laura have a page on the Teen Fire Ning.  If you are one of their blog followers,join the Teen Fire group and post on the Teen Fire Ning Forum the first 1,000 words of you piece --they will critique it. You need to send them a message on the Ning to let them know you sent it.  Check out all the details on their blog.  I am not sure I am ready for this.  Wish I was ready --we will see.  I did join the Teen Fire Ning which is all things YA.  Very cool :)

I hope to post a little snip it of what I'm working on soon. Just trying to build my courage --stay tuned for that.



4. Jenni James -Is giving away a bunch of prizes if you pre order her new book. Check out all the details and tell her I sent you.

I have also heard of a blog fest for Valentine's day but I don't know anything about it.  If anyone knows anything please let me know.


I am also thinking of starting a critique group.  Working on my trust issues.  Does anyone have any suggestions on how to start? Here is what I would want:


1. Writers who write YA.

2. I would want to keep the group small-- say 4 people total.

3. Must be prepared to really beta everyone's work.  We all have one goal in mind--to succeed.

4. Always keeping tabs on each other.  Making sure we do what we say we will do with our work. I babbling here --sorry.  

5. Support each other in good times and in bad.
I am not sure when to start this.  I am just finishing my first draft and then I will be revising, revising, revising.   If you are interested please send me a message.

Thanks!

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Clearing my head

I know from experience that you need to step back from something that you pour your heart into to keep things fresh--you need to clear your head.
Last week, I was drained and my mind was tired- for two weeks all I thought about was writing and I could not find a moment to sit and type. Between house guests, holiday festivities, taking care of the kids and my hubby it seemed sitting down to write was like trying to win the lottery. I also started to doubt what and why I was doing this. I frantically wrote some desperate emails to my aunt and my critique partner who --god bless both of them --basically put me back on track. I don't advise trying to write over a holiday or big event because every idea I kept coming up with had to be recycled in my mind over and over.
I tried to write some things down by hand but that would lead to more ideas. Normally this is great but I was entertaining a variety of guests so I would have to interrupt my thoughts and push them to the filing cabinet in my brain. I really can not function when ideas and scenes of my characters replay like movie that keeps rewinding and playing over and over --I walk around so distracted that I am basically in a daze.
Finally, I got lucky because some people noticed and by the end of the week I had babysitters that saved the day! I managed to get another chapter finished. Thanks guys!

Another positive venture was with my hubby and kids. We got together with some great friends. It was so much fun to reminisce about old times and the kids had a blast playing. This took me away from all the worries about my writing that have been building all week and helped me see the big picture.

Now on with my writing question of the day:
I have noticed on various sites that many writers are involved in many critique groups or have many critique partners. I currently have one critique partner who I trust and god bless her has suffered through reading my first draft to date.
Should I look into other groups along with the critique partner I have to review my manuscript when I have revised it?
How do I find groups that are trustworthy? I am very protective of my story as I am sure many of you are.
How do I protect my story when I allow others to critique it?

Lastly, here is a site to check out:
Please check out kaitlynmccane.blogspot.com
She is a very talented illustrator and has so many cute characters.

Have a great day!