Showing posts from April, 2011

A Faded Memory

I have lived away from my childhood home now for ten years. I grew up in the middle of nowhere, amidst a sprawling forest and in the safe arms of hills. The house that I grew up in was surrounded by mature trees on top of a hill. It was a great yard with several paths, a snow hill, and different types of trees. My favorite was in the middle of the circle of road. My mother called it a Japanese rose bush, but I am not sure that is what it was. Every spring it would bloom with the most beautiful and fragrant pink flowers for about a week or so, before they would shed all over the yard. My best friend and I would pick them up, throwing them in the air like we were flower girls in a wedding while my cats rolled around in them. The flowers were like a bit of magic that didn't stay around long, but it mesmerized me.
I had forgotten about the tree, and as I was taking a walk on my break at work, I was thinking about the cherry blossom season in Japan. Why did I like sakura so much? My ans…

That Time of Year Again: Fargo CoreCon

For the last three years I have been the Panel Coordinator for this nifty little convention in Fargo-Moorhead called CoreCon. Each year the group of us who run the convention say to each other, "I can't believe it is here." Now, on the other side, I can't believe that it has already come and gone again. The most gratifying thing that we hear from our attendees is that they want to do this every month (um, I wish!), that they already have their costume together for next year, that we made their first convention amazing, or renewed their interest in con. There are no words to describe what it is like to hear those words from our attendees.

There are so many things that I can gush on about. The panels that I scheduled this year went on without a hitch, which is something to say with the use of microphones, projectors, and computers. The panel that my writer's group, Stone Circle, went well even with the mix of conversation that weaved into our outline. I wasn't…

Finding Discovery in First Draft 2.0

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes."
Marcel Proust
It was in February of 2009 that I hit a roadblock in my writing. I was beginning to write the second book in a series and I had 25,000 words sitting in my Word document with no place to go. The first novel was in my head since I was twelve years old and there was never any intentions of a sequel, or even a third book. I was stuck and wondering what I was thinking.

There was another story that beginning to form in mind. My first novel was based in a traditional setting of fantasy, but this one was going to explore outside that mold. I wanted to write something in a Japanese-inspired world. My husband suggested that I tackle this idea for a while. So, I set aside Sequel that Never Was and began KIN.

Life was difficult at the time I began writing it. I had some issues going on in my life and we were focusing on spending more time with Joey's grammy who just had a ma…

Writing Spurts and Sprints

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