Sunday, January 27, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
|Your Political Profile:|
For a long time I wondered if I just did not belong here anymore. America was not the country that my ancestors help to build. Where in the world could I go to find a land to be free of tyranny and free of bureaucracy? I began to search in earnest after 9/11, even going so far as to subscribe to a on-line magazine called Escape From America. Quite a bold move for a military wife who also happens to be the daughter of an Army officer, sister of a Marine officer, the granddaughter of a retired Air Force Officer and Retired Army Officer. Not to mention seven of my retired military uncles and many ancestors who have fought in many American conflicts since the Revolutionary War. Was I becoming a traitor, or could I not recognized my country anymore through the government walls surrounding our basic civil liberties? Have we sacrificed millions of lives over the past 232 years for naught?
Then, several days ago, while my daughters and I were watching a movie about children who were living in America during WWII, my heart began to change back to that of it's original form: The Patriot. The children in the film worked hard on their victory gardens. They collected scrap metal on weekends, instead of playing baseball. Whole families gave up holiday cooking and baking so the troops could have the precious sugar and butter. Everyone pitched in to ensure Victory and a safe return of the troops. My daughters turned to me at the end of the film and with very confused looks on their faces and said "But Mommy...I thought America was war now? People don't do any of those things now." "No, they do not, do they?" My children have seen their dad go, our neighbors go, and even their precious Aunt go (twice), and they held their breath waiting for safe returns. While other parents were fighting over Nintendo Wiis for their kids, our friends, neighbors, and family members were trying to stay alive just to get home to the kids. I told them "America is not at war, we are at war. The military is at war."
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
|You Should Be a Romance Novelist|
You see the world as it should be, and this goes double for all matters of the heart.
You can find the romance in any situation, and you would make a talented romance story writer...
And while you may be a traditional romantic, you're just as likely to be drawn to quirky or dark love stories.
As long as it deals with infatuation, heartbreak, and soulmates - you could write it.
So, short and sweet, here it is. Oh- BTW- I was not in the mood to brag about my romances, but was feeling much more YA today, so that is what I went with. I plan on using Ann Kimberly for another pen name for YA or Regency, so that is where that came from.
Three-time Newberry Award winning YA writer Ann Kimberly, who also writes Best-Selling Historical Romance as Jacqueline McDermott, has delighted us again with the first of her Middle School trilogy Gulf Breezes. The Times declared it “Funny and Agonizing, bringing us all back to that horrendous period of life, this time making us smile, remembering that it was not all bad”.
Although she used to profess to her Mother that she would: never marry, live alone in a cabin in the woods with a dog and write novels; she now makes her home in Colorado Springs with her husband of 20 years, two angsty teenage daughters, and two cats. Well, at least she is writing. You can read more about her and her books at www.cinderwriter.com (not really my website YET)
Happy Writing everyone....oh, still working on those 101 things to accomplish in 1001 days
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
:: M A R I A N N E ::
You are Marianne Dashwood of Sense & Sensibility! You are impulsive, romantic, impatient, and perhaps a little to vocal in your honesty. You enjoy romantic poetry and novels, and play the pianoforte beautifully. To boot, your singing voice is captivating. You feel deeply, and love passionately.
Monday, January 7, 2008
The barbaric heathen stood over her, one lean muscled leg on each side of her barely covered hips. Ariel shuddered as her gaze wandered over the lean hips covered by his belted tunic, upward to his broad chest, and across to the beautiful carved dragon coils wrapped around his arms. Arms so powerful they could certainly break a man in two. The golden coils could not be outdone by his beautiful golden locks, which framed his devastatingly handsome face. A hearty laugh broke her concentration and she quickly averted her eyes, but only for a moment. If he knew what she was thinking, then this was her was her chance to be bold and turn the tables to her favor. She slowly raised her eyes to meet his, offering the beautiful man a challenge that no man could refuse...........
When creating the perfect tantalizing hero for your heroine, do you use a “role model”? Someone from your own life, perhaps someone you admire from afar, or do you write from pure desire and fantasy? My Heros have always come from people I have known in my own life. At first I could not think of a better way to create characters. I already know who they are, and I know how they will behave in certain situations. I know their likes and dislikes, strengths and weaknesses. Since it is my story I can exaggerate a bit and change things here and there. Or can I?
In my current story I have patterned my hero after my super hunky hubby. This being said, he is greatly flattered up to a point. That point being when we start to understand our Hero’s flaws and conflicts. Then it unwittingly and unfortunately becomes quite personal. “But, I would never do that”.....To which the correct answer is “Oh, it is just fiction!” ah-hum, make sure your crossed fingers are well hidden. He likes that he is the hero, but he is a little dismayed as to why I have changed him from a ultra-running Italian-American to a brawny Scotsman with a heavy burr. “Writing for the masses, remember Sweetie?” I say stroking his chest while attempting to stroke his ego.
Perhaps it would be easier to choose a friend or a relative? A relative would not work very well as a hero, unless of course incest is acceptable in your family. Just Kidding! It would not work for me, as I am too visual and I don’t want to see my brother, cousin, father, uncle-twice-removed in any kind of intimate romantic moment. For a single gal, the friend or past boyfriend Hero may be the perfect model. For an old married gal like myself, you are just opening up a can of man-eating worms, with very sharp teeth.
Picture this, you are sharing your first real love scene of the story with your significant other who has volunteered to be an unbiased proofreader. He begins to shift in his chair, then his face turns a slight blush, the pages are starting to crimp from his tight hold, and the red pen is flying all over the page. “How could I have made that many grammatical errors?”, you think to yourself. Then, the Icing on the cake, the insecure blow-up: “Is this about ______?” (You fill in the blank). You know what the correct answer is, don’t you? “I had you in mind when I wrote all the good parts, honey. All the bad parts are just a figment of my imagination.” (Most especially the really, really bad parts!)
Perhaps I can get him to wear a kilt.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
|Your Toes Should Be White|
A little funky and a little fresh, you're constantly evolving your flirting style.
Your ideal guy: A witty brainiac with hottie potential
Stay away from: Overly dorky guys who become obsessed with you