2009 wrap-up

I don’t have impressive statistics to pull out for my end-of-year wrap-up, but as Jennifer Blanchard puts it, I am OK with where I ended up.

I read 63 books (64, if I manage to finish Unseen Academicals today), including some doorstoppers like David Copperfield and A Suitable Boy.

I wrestled with revisions of SoR several times, more so than I did for The Changeling. Even if this book never gets into submission-ready state, I have learned a lot just by tearing it apart, chucking out several pieces, building up some new ones, and patching it back together. In fact, since I’m in the throes of my nth revision, I’ve learned a lot just this week!

I received several encouraging rejections, including one in the spring that had me walking on air even while I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

I wrote one darn good short story (Twisted), and got started on a new book (Kai’s book) that I am excited about (even while I’m busy tearing my hair out over SoR).

I wrote a series of Visual Inspiration workshops for this blog that I an absolute blast with. I like series posts, and I have a couple of more ideas for next year. Keep an eye on this space for them!

Sir I. is doing a fantastic job reading and Miss M. went from sorta knowing her uppercase letters to knowing all the letters (capital and lowercase) and most of her consonant sounds. The Baron went from being the cutest little bottom-scooter you ever saw to being the cutest little climbing and toddling menace you ever saw.

David and I watched all of Battlestar Galactica in three months, or less. It was pretty intense.

We had a lovely spring vacation with David’s family in Florida in the spring.

I had two vegetable beds and grew peas (did great, despite the slugs) and tomatoes (did not do great, because of the blight) for the first time.

I discovered… the piano!

We are healthy and secure. We have wonderful friends and family. And, today it’s SNOWING! How can I not be glad to live in a place that looks like a Christmas card?

How was your 2009?

december doings

This post was supposed to go up Christmas Eve, but I spent close to an hour struggling with a slow Internet connection and gave up after getting two pictures uploaded.

I hope you all had a lovely Christmas!

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Our December, in pictures:

glittery stars

Glittery Stars


science experiments

Science Experiments With Snow


Handprint Wreath

Decorating Cookies

Decorating the Tree

Merry Christmas!

WWJD?

One of my main goals for the current revision of SoR is to give my protagonist, Jhayni, more agency. In previous versions, bad things just happened to her. She tumbled willy-nilly from bad to worse. Her reactions were instinctive, not volitional. This time around, I want Jhayni to dig her heels in and make choices and deal with the consequences. Instead of sitting around waiting for the Bad Guys to come get her, I want her to go breach their stronghold for what she wants. Instead of spending most of Part One refusing to acknowledge the magical nature of her artifact, I want her to use it–with terrible results. I want her to do things, and make mistakes, and live with them.

I need to import the go-getter Jhayni from Part Two (or at least her younger self :D ) into Part One. Which means all of the scenes I have left to revise need massive restructuring. I’m at a point in the story where Jhayni is without work, without a home, has been betrayed by a friend, and is being hunted by two different groups of Baddies. In the previous version, she goes hides in the library until someone finds her and drags her off to the palace.

My improved Jhayni wouldn’t do anything so lame.

So, What Would Jhayni Do?

I’m off to ponder that some more.

a date, a date!

Earlier this week, David and I went out for a date, our first in at least two years (I think the last time we went out was when we left the kids–only had the older two at the time–with their Grampa and went to see the first Transformers in the theater). We had a friend (bless her!) put the kids to bed while we went to see Natalie MacMaster in concert (squee!).

It was awesome! The kids were so busy trying to impress their babysitter (and watch a movie) that we had none of the crying clinging dramatics I had feared. David and I got to drive down in the sub-compact rather than the minivan, converse without interruptions from the backseat, and not have to deal with coats and carseat belts other than our own.

And, oh, the concert was fabulous. The best part about it for me was unexpected. I had sorta vaguely thought we’d just be seeing Natalie MacMaster, but she had a band with her–pianist, guitarist, percussionist and cellist (I’d always considered the cello as a more sedate instrument, but no more). It is so much fun to watch people who love what they do make music together. Writing is creative work, but it is solitary. I’ve never collaborated with someone in a creative enterprise, but now I want to.

On the way home, the stars were brilliant and crystalline in the deep dark night sky. I say the Big Dipper (sideways) and Orion–incidentally the only two constellations I can actually recognize.

We returned to a house still standing, and quiet. Kids went to bed with no more fuss than they give us. We are so grateful to our friend for giving us this opportunity to have some out-of-the-house couple time.

Have you had anything special happen in your life recently?

a humorous aside

It occurs to me that my last post may have come across as crotchety and Scrooge-like. Don’t get me wrong: Christmas is my favorite holiday and I love this time of year. I just came out of a fun but social weekend and my Inner Introvert is gibbering in one corner of my head.

So, I give you a humorous incident:

You know how some moms are able to take common recyclable items and they and their equally artistic children make lovely crafts out of them?

Well, I apparently do not number amongst them.

The kids and I worked on tissue paper angels this evening:

Kids: Oooh, ghosts!

Me: These are not ghosts. These are angels. Look. They have halos and wings and everything.

Everyone works on their crafts for a few more minutes.

Me: Okay, you’re right. These do look like ghosts.

Kids:Yay! Christmas ghosts! *fly them through the air* Whoo-ooooo-oooo!

Miss M.: I want mine to have arms and feet and hair.

So we spent the next ten minutes hot-gluing pipecleaner limbs and ribbon hair to Miss M.’s ghost/angel/thing.

We can pretend that we just read A Christmas Carol. Should I have made some pipecleaner chains as well?

keeping the balance

This year I’m finding out just how tricky it is to keep things in perspective at Christmas time. It’s awfully tempting to go all out on the preparations, the gifts and cards and trees and crafts and books. So much so that by the time Christmas Day actually dawns, we might be all exhausted, cranky and hiding under the covers.

Baking cookies is fun. Wiping down flour-spread counters and washing measuring cups for the hundredth time while sugar-high children go off in a tailspin is not.

Watching the kids light up when they open their gifts is fun. Being buried up to our eyeballs in stuff is not.

Getting a tree and decorating it is fun. Having to constantly guard it from the one-year-old and spend weeks vacuuming needles is not (that’s why we get our tree the second weekend of December, unlike most other people we know).

Christmas carols and readalouds are fun. Television commercials and radio ads that scream BUY BUY BUY! are not.

Having fun is fun. Stressing out over things for appearance’s sake is not.

I think we do a good job keeping the season low-key. We go into the gift-buying season with a set budget and we stick to it. We bake cookies, but not ten different kinds (so far all I’ve baked are sugar cookies, cocoa drop cookies and chocolate chocolate chip cookies–and that feels more than enough). We keep our Christmas music mostly instrumental and in the background (my favorite Christmas CD is A Peaceful, Easy Christmas). We do crafts but keep them simple. We read one or two Christmas books a day, and keep them varied (so not all about the Wise Men, or Santa Claus or reindeer or what-have-you).

I’ve had a busy weekend. Baked Christmas cookies. Decorated the Christmas tree. Attended a Christmas Tea. Sat  through a rehearsal of a Christmas show. Took the kids to a party (birthday, not Christmas, but they still brought home candy canes).

But tonight I’m getting my head out of the red-green-and-gold whirl and going back to my writing. I’ve missed that.

How are you this Christmas season?

reading roundup

I binged on fantasy all November long. I flew through two YA fantasies–Avielle of Rhia by Dia Calhoun and Sun and Moon, Ice and Snow by Jessica Day George.

Avielle (of Rhia, of course!) is the despised younger daughter of the royal family. She closely resembles her Dredonian great-grandmother, reviled for the magic she used to curse the land. All her life, Avielle has lived in this shadow, lonely, unmarriageable, gossiped about. Then a Dredonian attack on her family’s palace, leaves her alone, the only survivor of the royals. Avielle goes into hiding among the common folk of the city, and apprentices to a weaver who helps her discover her magical gift.

What I liked best about this book was how Avielle did not have to go far (geographically) in order to enter a whole new world. The step from palace to ordinary city neighborhood was a big one, and I enjoyed Avielle’s interactions with her new neighbors, and the camaraderie they developed in the trying, uncertain times after the Dredonian attack. Unfortunately, I found the ending to be confusing and Avielle’s actions out of character.

I enjoyed Sun and Moon, Ice and Snow much more, but then I am sucker for fairy tale retellings! Based on the Norwegian East of the Sun, West of the Moon fairy tale, this book was reminiscent of Edith Pattou’s East (also one I enjoyed). I loved seeing the characters and the plot fleshed out, and the details of life in Norway in times past.

I got through Robin Hobb’s Mad Ship–whew! I was so immersed in the book that I fell immediately into Ship of Destiny, which is waiting for me on my nightstand. Notice this is yet another fantasy on the high seas (*grin*), complete with pirates. The one thing I don’t like about this series is that just as I get into one POV and want to know what happens to that character, I’m pulled into yet another character’s head and another plot thread. I know, I know, there is no helping that when you write a novel from so many POVs, but it is jarring for me personally (which is why I don’t do it too much in my own work).

Alright, Grimspace (Ann Aguire) is space opera, not fantasy, but occasionally I like wandering over to the science fiction side of spec fic. Sirantha Jax is a jumper, one of the few people with the genetic ability to navigate grimspace (think of it like hyperspace- a shortcut so ships don’t have to travel a gizzilion million light years to get anywhere). When the book opens, she’s being investigated by her company (which has a monopoly on jumpers) for causing the crash of a passenger ship. Jax has few memories of the incident, and while she’s ruminating over this, she’s busted out by a telepathic merc (no, really!). He’s been hired by an outer-world family who want Jax to help find and train other jumpers, breaking the company’s monopoly. This book was an enjoyable read, but the pacing was off. Lots of pages are devoted to events that I felt were tangential (maybe they become more important in later books?), and the ending was rushed. A fairly major plot twist toward the end came out of thin air (*blink*).  Jax’s romance with March, the merc, moved too fast–and there’s this element of dependency on his part that makes me nervous. I liked Jax, but she doesn’t stand out from the crowd of spunky yet  flawed heroines from other books.

Any recent good reads?

linktopia: Christmas Edition

Paperback Writer has ideas for Christmas gifts for the writers on your list–and the readers as well. The folks at DGLM have links to more book lists.

Looking for some new additions to your stack of Christmas read-alouds? Check out this roundup of the best Christmas picture books of the year. The Crafty Crow shares more books and related activities in daily posts.

It’s not Christmas in our household without kidmade decorations. There is a lot of fun stuff out there (keep an eye on The Crafty Crow for a selection of the best): paper snowflakes, wreathes, tissue paper angels, glittery initial ornaments, oh my!

I checked out A Classical Kids Christmas from the library, and we really liked it. The Christmas narrative is interspersed with carols (usually not the whole song, alas) and poems. This CD also includes Christmas traditions from around the world. I’m going to get a copy for our own collection.

And since Christmas apparently means cookies (I have sugar cookie dough in the fridge right now, waiting to be rolled, cut and decorated by two excitable children), check out Allrecipes’ Christmas baking collection. Yum, yum!

Sir I. helps me revise

What are you doing, Mommy?

Writing my book.

What chapter are you on?

Mm, eight, I think.

*reading over my shoulder* Something brushed against…. a house!

No, not a house.

*rustles paper* What’s this?

It’s a map of my city. PLEASE don’t lose it.

What’s this? And that? And, oh, this says “shops!”

It’s a road called King’s Way. PLEASE be careful.

What’s your books about, Mommy? Is it about six hundred marchers, marching across the sea??

No, it is most definitely NOT about that.

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Last night, I spent a long time mentally rearranging  the remaining scenes in Part One. Today I noticed a set of scene cards I’d tucked into my revision folder the last time I’d worked on SoR (many moons ago). When I flipped through them, I found that I had already done the work of arranging scenes for maximum benefit back then. Doh! This is one reason why I shouldn’t wait so long between iterations!

On the plus side, my handy dandy index cards tell me I have only seven more scenes to go for Part One. Left Brain likes marking progress by scenes so much better than by by page numbers.

Left Brain + Right Brain = Revision Progress

I’m happy to be back revising SoR. Revising, I think, is often where the real work of writing novels is. This is the point where I have to put my thinking cap on, where I have to confront plot issues and grapple with characters. I can’t blow off story problems with a note to come back and fix it later.

Because late is now.

Right Brain has rallied splendidly around the war-banner. Right Brain was not thrilled about being pulled away from the Shiny New Idea of the Week to go do hard stuff. But it had to come around and give me some cool things to work with–some aha! things are coming together moments–or risk being bored to tears.

Left Brain is happy because the backlog is being cleared off the mental Inbox. It’s happy because there is measurable progress. Lo:

SoR Part I Revision: 82 out of 132 pages–DONE.

I know at least a couple of people reading this are also revising novels. How’s it going?