So everyone is coming up with resolutions for the new year. Mine are simple:
1) I will not cry for a broken heart this year.
2) I will find a permanent position somewhere
3) I will finish one my stories on Fanfiction
4) I will finish a manuscript
5) I will loose 20 pounds.
If I add more I will not get to them. Number 1 will be the hardest I think but we will put our best face forward and hope for the best.
I should add that I will attend a wedding and not cry ...
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Exerpt of Story
Temporary titled 'Heritage' until something better comes along:
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“I don’t believe in the supernatural.”
I have been saying this to myself for years now. When my father dragged me to places that made my skin crawl. When I saw people swallow knives and live animals, dance on burning charcoal, eyes turning, I still kept the mantra, “I don’t believe in the supernatural.” Even when I was told that my destiny was to be a “Mambo”, a voodoo priestess, I scoffed and kept thinking: This old people talking, backward people, I am a well educated, catholic girl, I don’t believe I that crap. At the age of 28, up until three days ago, I still kept my mantra, I still thought, that all the hocus pocus of the voodoo religion was just tales. Up until three days ago, I didn’t believe in another world other than our own. There was no Lwa, no Loup-garou, no Veven, and no talking ghost and there was certainly no supernatural creature. My dreams were no premonitions, no doorway to another world. I could see people before their death. Up until three days ago, my sweet god-mother was still alive. Up until three days ago …I was sane….or was I ever…
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“I don’t believe in the supernatural.”
I have been saying this to myself for years now. When my father dragged me to places that made my skin crawl. When I saw people swallow knives and live animals, dance on burning charcoal, eyes turning, I still kept the mantra, “I don’t believe in the supernatural.” Even when I was told that my destiny was to be a “Mambo”, a voodoo priestess, I scoffed and kept thinking: This old people talking, backward people, I am a well educated, catholic girl, I don’t believe I that crap. At the age of 28, up until three days ago, I still kept my mantra, I still thought, that all the hocus pocus of the voodoo religion was just tales. Up until three days ago, I didn’t believe in another world other than our own. There was no Lwa, no Loup-garou, no Veven, and no talking ghost and there was certainly no supernatural creature. My dreams were no premonitions, no doorway to another world. I could see people before their death. Up until three days ago, my sweet god-mother was still alive. Up until three days ago …I was sane….or was I ever…
Testing the limits
I finally came up with an idea for my "First Book". So I have written stories before. I have at least two great manuscript, in French, but it's not the first time that I have written a story. I have a prologue written and a nice two liner of a first chapter. I don't really know where the story is going, but it doen't make me too nervous. If memory serves me well, I never know where the story is going. When I do,I juust screw it up - perfect example of this, my Clark and Chloe story on Fanfiction "Worth the Wait" - I had plan it to be 10 chapters where Clark and Chloe reconnect and realize they were idiots for not trying to make things work between them eons ago, instead, I completed an posted chapter 10 5 months ago, have rewritten chapter 11 - 7 TIMES!! and still no end in site. I just don't know how to plan and follow thru a predetermined story line. This might be a hurdle for me as a writer. So I hope myself all the luck in to the world because ..I am going to need it
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Struggling with the Pen/Keyboard
It's amazing that when I want to write something...anything, my minds shut down. I have a hard time coming up with a character, a line...anything.
About two weeks ago, I stumbled on this ...what could you call it? this notice about writers for this new series of novels. I went through a series of different emotions. Excitement at first, dread...you know all those sentiments that come and go when you think you can do something and than you realize maybe this is more than I am capable of. As long as I can remember, I have wanted to be a writer. I have wanted to express myself with a pen and open a new world for readers. So when I put my mind to it, I started writing. I continued writing because of the encouragements of my classmates at CCF ( School in Haiti) and this is how this writer ( hack of a writer) was born. For some reason, now that I am older ...writing has become difficult. I still dabble in Fan Fiction, but my own work has been relegated to some scribbles here and there, that come to life when I am bored in a meeting or in class.
Now I have decided to blog ...Blog about writers blog ...blog about having no inspiration...or just maybe I have too much time on my hands.
Well the clock is ticking ...there is a deadline for the manuscript submission ...October 2009. I have about 6 months to write a 150,000 word story...Yeah right...this is so depressing...
I guess ..this is my start ....Mon debut
About two weeks ago, I stumbled on this ...what could you call it? this notice about writers for this new series of novels. I went through a series of different emotions. Excitement at first, dread...you know all those sentiments that come and go when you think you can do something and than you realize maybe this is more than I am capable of. As long as I can remember, I have wanted to be a writer. I have wanted to express myself with a pen and open a new world for readers. So when I put my mind to it, I started writing. I continued writing because of the encouragements of my classmates at CCF ( School in Haiti) and this is how this writer ( hack of a writer) was born. For some reason, now that I am older ...writing has become difficult. I still dabble in Fan Fiction, but my own work has been relegated to some scribbles here and there, that come to life when I am bored in a meeting or in class.
Now I have decided to blog ...Blog about writers blog ...blog about having no inspiration...or just maybe I have too much time on my hands.
Well the clock is ticking ...there is a deadline for the manuscript submission ...October 2009. I have about 6 months to write a 150,000 word story...Yeah right...this is so depressing...
I guess ..this is my start ....Mon debut
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