Friday, October 25, 2013

Halloween! (Also a Dusted Freebie Event)

Halloween is a great time for paranormal books and, I figure in the spirit of the season, Dusted will be free to get October 25-26 and again October 31 through November 2.

I love Halloween for multiple reasons. Autumn is my favorite season being a big part of it, another is that I love costumes. Most of my favorite holiday memories are Halloween related (Thanksgiving and Christmas are a mixed bag since I have some rather...ahem, "eccentric" relatives): My brother and I once went trick or treating as bunches of grapes (purple and green balloons pinned to our coats), my mom sewing gigantic candy bags for us, going to a friend's school for a party and bobbing for apples for the first (and only) time, going through a corn maze. After every Halloween my brother and I would dump our two bags together and marvel at how much we had, feeling just a little bit like Scrooge McDuck.




Later, when my brother and I stopped trick or treating, we would just buy a whole bunch of candy and watch The Simpsons Halloween episodes. As time has gone on and I've gotten older, I've come to appreciate some of the more traditional aspects of the holiday. I love the harvest; seeing the hard work that has gone into crops that are finally ready. Apples, potatoes, cuttings of hay, pumpkins. Beautiful, natural colors of orange, red, and yellow. It's a time when people really use their hands to make things, and lets us show a little bit of who we really want to be.


Even if that want is to be a sexy Tootsie Roll.

It's a very loosely-interpreted holiday, considering its origins as both a Celtic pagan holiday and a Christian day of vigil. Either way it does boil down to one aspect: The passing of life into death. Americans have gotten so afraid of death that they've become scared of even aging  Halloween lets us face that fear, and other fears, with a bit of whimsy.


Like the fear of giant Tootsie Rolls.

And, of course, let's not forget Jesusween, a word that instantly causes me to devolve into a 14 year old snickering boy.


LOL
So have a fun, safe Halloween everyone! (You ever notice no one says "Have a safe Christmas"?) And remember,  Dusted will be free to get October 25-26 and again October 31 through November 2 (You can get Dusted Here)


Friday, October 18, 2013

Do Something!

I've read a couple of teen books that have a similar theme going, one that really hits a nerve for me and is becoming more and more common in YA girl's books.

Let's see if you can spot it:


She's mostly made of angst and tears.

Mila 2.0 by Debra Driza had the potential for a lot of cool. I've been interested in it since before it even came out, but I've been disappointed so many times that I now physically recoil from books of authors I am unfamiliar with. However, the siren song of the Kindle Daily Deal and its low price of $2 was too much to pass up.

Mila 2.0 started out good. Mila gets in an accident and realizes she's an android, from there it's a whirlwind of cool as she's on the run with her adopted mother as they try to escape the group that created her. They capture her, of course, and then Mila spends the rest of the book emo-ing and freaking out that something is going to happen to her. She's pretty much paralyzed with fear until the last couple of chapters when she escapes and then the book suddenly runs out of pages just when it starts to promise that it will get better.




 A book about waiting.
Wither by Lauren Destefano was one I was even more nervous about. It looked angsty, it sounded angsty, but it also sounded pretty different from most YA books out there, and I once again was tempted by the Kindle version for $2.

This book, simply put, is about waiting. Rhine, the protagonist, bides her time the entirety of the story, of which spans ten months as she struggles with both a mix of fear and Stockholm Syndrome. She sits and waits for the perfect opportunity to escape her situation until, finally, the time presents itself and she promptly walks out.



Now, neither of these are, by any means, bad books. I didn't constantly roll my eyes and feel the need to throw them across the room (which, considering they're on a Kindle device, would be costly), but I didn't love them to bits either. I would consider reading the sequels of both, but only if they were less than five dollarydoos each.

An actual currency.

Both books have a large theme going: Both protagonists spent the majority of their time waiting for a specific opportunity, and in the meantime they wait. I'm actually specifically avoiding using the term "heroine" for the main characters because heroine is defined as "a woman admired or idealized for her courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities." whereas protagonist is "the leading character or one of the major characters in a drama, movie, novel, or other fictional text."

Now, I'm not a feminist by any means, but if the main character is a docile bunny waiting for something to happen, then your readers are waiting for something to happen, too. You don't read books because you want to read about waiting, you read books sometimes because you are waiting.


Wait-ception.



You want vicarious action while you stand in line at the post office/bank/DMV.

This is all based on a writing article I read a long time ago that I wish I could find again. It was so inspiring to me that it has been probably the single piece of writing advice that I have taken to heart. I recall the (I'll word it more cleanly here) "Go out and do stuff" versus "Have stuff done to you" where the article-writer did a comparison of Alice in Wonderland and The Wizard of Oz.


The fact that I can find a picture of  Dorothy kicking the crap out
of Alice just means you can find anything on the Internet.

In Alice in Wonderland, Alice falls down the rabbit hole and is promptly subjected to all manner of things. Everyone around her pushes, pulls, and directs her movements. Dorothy, meanwhile, has an objective at all times, she makes her own way through the world.

Ever since then I have read books (YA books in particular) keeping this concept in mind, because I find that when the protagonist is always being lead around, or is waiting for something to happen, I find myself getting more entertainment from counting the ceiling tiles.

I try to keep this concept in mind for my own writing as well. In Dusted it's somewhat of a mix, while Crystal and company do find themselves being led around sometimes, they do often set out on their own without someone pulling them along the entire way.

Of course, that's not to say everything should always go the protagonist's way. That creates a Mary Sue problem (of which I already discussed Here). Instead, sometimes you need the situation to spiral out of control of the main character, that creates conflict, but if the character is nothing but a rug to be walked all over, what's the point?

Friday, October 11, 2013

Living Away From My Parents (For 2 Weeks)

Here's a quick list of things I have learned just in the two weeks of living away from my parents:

Every noise will scare the crap out of you (the fridge squeaks whenever I walk by.)

If you forgot to do something, it will still be waiting for you instead of your mom taking care of it behind the scenes.

Hello 3-day unrefrigerated Waldorf Salad!


You will miss your parents, and cry (and apparently cry about 3-day unrefrigerated Waldorf Salad.)

Your parents start to act old really fast ("Look at these nifty reading glasses! I just bought a stylus for my phone! That's not a band saw, Dagwood!")

Your parents' house smells funny now.

The cats you left behind start acting really weird.


"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!"


Every time you visit your parents, you come back to your new home with groceries (or maybe that's just my parents?)

Laundry, although there is 50% less to wash and fold, will not do these things itself.

Dinner doesn't cook itself either.


There are positives, however:

You get to be a hard-working, responsib-

...

Moving on...

You get to decorate the living room, kitchen, etc as you see fit.


"This poster will look great in the dining room!"

Your parents' activities won't clash with yours (if your hobby is "sleep" and their hobby is "building a shelf" for example..."

You will truly learn the extent that your parents love you.

Friday, October 4, 2013

Kübler-Ross Model of Moving Out of my Parents' House



Psh, yeah right.
1. Denial

"There's no way we're going to find a suitable place."

After finding a suitable place:
"There's no way we'll be able to afford it."
After affording it:
"Moving my stuff is going to take a at least a month."

Five days after closing my mattress is already on the floor of my new bedroom:
"...Hello?"




%@!#)%#%!#$!!
2. Anger

"How dare they just kick me out! They're going to regret it once the chicken eggs/dishes/uneaten Cheetos/other chores I do pile up!






There's no soft water here!


3. Bargaining
"Please! Please! I'll do anything! I'll gather chicken eggs more often, I'll actually do dishes, I'll stop eatin
g all of your Cheetos! Just don't make me leave!




Whaaaaa!!1!!!one!!!111

4. Depression

It's late at night and there's a massive thunderstorm making the house shake. Things are suddenly a lot quieter and I have no one to talk to and hang out with. I don't know how I'm going to do this. I miss my parents and my kitties and my computer.




And my computerized kitty.
 
5. Acceptance
 
I'm not going to bother with pants today since I'd just get them dirty during my marathon of both watching Revolution and eating bacon.