The “Write” Place

2 12 2009

Otherwise known as "Starvation Plantation"

Three years ago, my husband and I were lamenting over how much money we were wasting spending on our family vacations and weekend getaways. We decided to purchase a riverfront lot and build a cabin near our favorite fishing spot and start paying for a retreat that would be ours to keep. Just this week we spent our first holiday in our newly built cabin.

Scott and I argue over what to call it: a vacation home, a fishing cabin, a writer’s retreat. Whatever you call it, it’s an excellent place to clear your mind. No cell phone signal in these woods. No DSL Internet access. The only sounds around the home are the occasional fishing boats humming past and the wildlife after dark. If you don’t think wildlife can be distracting, let me tell ya, you just need to step onto our deck after sunset. Coyote fights, shrieking owls, running deer, whistling foxes, and screeching herons–the woods come alive!

I’m expecting to get lots of writing done here and reading too. I pull up a chair on the deck, my laptop balanced on my lap, and a cup of coffee at my side, and let ‘er rip as the sun rises over the river. My morning view is what you see in the picture to the left. It’s not hard to think romance when you’ve got a 360 degree view. Now if I could keep my hubs from watching satelite TV football games inside the cabin…but that’s another post!!

That’s my favorite new writing place. I don’t get to visit it as often as I’d like, but when I do, it should be magic. Estelle wrote in an earlier post about her retreat. I’d love to hear what retreats you’ve been to or about ones you’d like to visit. Where is your “write” place?





The Winner of JD’s Christmas Wish is…

10 11 2009

Sherri Buckner

Staci asked me to post this because her computer is still in the hospital. She’ll contact you privately via e-mail about your prize though. Congratulations!





Camp NaNoWriMo

9 11 2009

It’s November, and that means it’s National Novel Writing Month. I’m a huge fan of NaNo. Without it, I wouldn’t have finished my first completed manuscript. Without it, I wouldn’t have met a group of people two years ago who became my local writing group that still meets on a weekly basis all year long. Without it, I wouldn’t have found some of the people who’ve become my best friends. Without it, I wouldn’t have the kick-in-the-pants motivation to start writing again after the hiatus I’ve taken for the last several months.  Without it, I wouldn’t have had an excuse to go on a weekend writing retreat in the mountains with eight other people from the writing group mentioned above.

retreat sign

We truly had a Camp NaNoWriMo this year. We ordered and wore these shirts for the event. You can get your own here.

camp nano pic

I just got back from the retreat yesterday, and I’m still pumped up.  We planned the retreat for the first full weekend in November so it could be a Nano fest, and while there was plenty of laughing, talking, game playing, margarita and pina colada drinking (I took along my trusty Margaritaville Frozen Concoction Maker)…there was also plenty of writing. I went into the retreat way behind on my word count and still fairly unmotivated. On November 6, I barely had 3k, but I knocked out a little over 10k at the retreat alone!  Today (as of 12:30pm), my word count stands at 13,620 and I haven’t done my daily words yet.

I did almost all my writing at the retreat outside. The house we rented had a huge front porch, and the weather was perfect—breezy and cool without being cold. I had the company of birds, lady bugs, and a ridiculously large number of walking sticks (the insects).

retreat house

I’d never done much writing outside before, so I learned something new about myself—I’m incredibly productive when I write outside. In fact, I’m sitting on my own front porch as I write this. I don’t have the company of any walking sticks, but I am being helped by an incredibly irritated cat who doesn’t understand why I’m holding this electronic device in my lap instead of him.

Nano pushes you to do adventurous things, things you didn’t think you could do, things you never thought you would do. And you do it for yourself. You don’t get an official prize. You may end up with 50k of unusable crap at the end of the month, but if you get into the spirit of it, you discover things about yourself and your writing that you carry with you into less hectic times.  AND, if you’re fortunate enough to have friends who join you in the writing frenzy then you get to make some amazing memories and collect some awesome blackmail worthy photos.

To the outside observer, NaNo seems silly, a colossal waste of time. “So you’re writing all these words really fast and then will probably edit most of them out?” they ask. “Yes,” I reply enthusiastically. When I try to explain it to my non-writing friends and acquaintances they get this look on their faces—a sort of I-don’t-understand-you-I’ll-never-understand-you-have-you-spent-time-in-the-looney-bin type of expression. And that’s okay, because I know what NaNo means to me, and nobody else except my fellow NaNo’ers have to understand.

This year, NaNo has given me a priceless gift:  I’ve fallen in love with my story again, with writing again.

I’ve been messing around with this particular story idea for well over a year—starting, scrapping everything I wrote, starting again, scrapping all that, re-outlining the whole thing.  It’s given me fits.  I had a new, very detailed outline going into November, and I restarted the story AGAIN.  And now I’m rolling with it.  Ask me tomorrow and my attitude may be completely different—isn’t the roller coaster emotions part of what NaNo is all about?—but right now, I feel good. And that makes it all worth it.

Do you NaNo? Do you have any stories about your experiences? Love it? Hate it? Why? Comment and tell me.

Remember that we’re giving away a copy of Hanna’s debut novel Widow’s Peak and a copy of Delilah Marvelle’s Lord of Pleasure at the end of the month. Comment on this post or any of our other November posts throughout the month to be entered to win!





Contest Extended!

3 11 2009

Good news, everyone!

I’m extending the deadline to enter to win a copy of J.D.’s Christmas Wish. My computer crashed today, so I have no way to send the winner the promised “release-day” copy. (I’m on a borrowed computer now.) I’m soooo sorry! So what I’m going to do is extend the contest deadline to Monday, Nov. 9, at midnight. HOPEFULLY, I’ll have my computer back by then!  *crosses fingers* You can either enter a comment on this post or the “Keeping it Together” post.

Good Luck & Happy Reading!

~Staci Culver

jdschristmaswish_w3033_200x300JD’S Christmas Wish
Staci Culver
Last Rose of Summer Miniature Rose
Release Date: 11-4-2009

JD McAaden is scared. His parents fight all the time. As JD writes his letter to Santa, he realizes that he’ll give up everything if only his family can be saved. With the heart-rending innocence of a child, JD pins his faith on elves and the spirit of Christmas.

A mysterious invitation to visit North Pole Village for the holidays is all that is keeping Faith and Taylor McAaden’s marriage together. Faith has promised to give her son one last special outing before she sues for divorce. But in the magic atmosphere of hope, Faith and Taylor learn that love lurks even in the darkest hours and that with JD’s Christmas Wish their family can be made whole again.





Winners Galore

3 11 2009

The blur that is Halloween is past and Thanksgiving is racing toward us while several of us push forward toward a NaNoWriMo deadline.

We have three winners from the October contest.

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The winner of  Widow’s Peak is Beth C

GotWolf_w4352_300bunnyb will get a copy of Got Wolf Volume 1

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And the copy of Wish for the Moon goes to Judy Cox

 

 

 

We’ll be in touch shortly to get your prizes out to you.





Keeping it Together

2 11 2009

As the whirlwind season for family get-togethers nears, I can’t help but sit back and dread—uh, I mean ponder—how I’m going to manage to keep up all my obligations, both for my writing career and for my family. The balancing act isn’t easy during the best of times, but the holidays…man, talk about Stress-Fest Extreme!

Writing is, for the most part, a solitary art. Yes, it takes an entire team to actually polish and publish a book, but the creative part, where stories are formed and crafted, is a single-person exercise in fruition and frustration. Mostly frustration. =) I’m lucky to have a spouse who supports me in my writing dream and who watches the kiddos so I can have time to go deep into my mind, to the place where stories hatch.

But just because he supports me, that doesn’t mean we don’t get into fights about it. Sometimes, I want more time to write on days that “aren’t” mine. Sometimes, he wants to go on a last-minute motorcycle cruise with his friends on one of “my” days. Still, we work through it…some situations more easily than other, lol.

Not all couples, however, are so lucky. In my November 4, release, J.D.’s Christmas Wish, Faith and Taylor McAden have let their careers and desire for advance in the workplace get in the way of their relationship. The one most affected…their son J.D. A marriage that was once rock-solid is running on its last gallon of gas and all because no one bothered to stop and refill the tank. Everyone loses.

Yes, I know these are fictional characters, but their story is an all-too familiar one these days, and as we barrel into the New Year, maybe we should all take the time to slow down and reevaluate what’s really important. Ya know…like winning free books!  =)

To kick things off this month, I’m giving away a copy ofJ.D.’s Christmas Wish. All you have to do is comment on THIS blog post by midnight tomorrow (Nov 3), and I’ll pick a winner to receive a release-day copy of my debut novella! In addition, at the end of the month, we’re going to give away a copy of Hanna’s debut novel Widdow’s Peak and Delilah Marvelle’s Lord of Pleasure. As always, to be entered, just make a comment on any of our November posts.

Good luck!

~Staci Culver

JDsChristmasWishJD’S Christmas Wish
Staci Culver
Last Rose of Summer Miniature Rose
Release Date: 11-4-2009

JD McAaden is scared. His parents fight all the time. As JD writes his letter to Santa, he realizes that he’ll give up everything if only his family can be saved. With the heart-rending innocence of a child, JD pins his faith on elves and the spirit of Christmas.

A mysterious invitation to visit North Pole Village for the holidays is all that is keeping Faith and Taylor McAaden’s marriage together. Faith has promised to give her son one last special outing before she sues for divorce. But in the magic atmosphere of hope, Faith and Taylor learn that love lurks even in the darkest hours and that with JD’s Christmas Wish their family can be made whole again.





Cursed Love

25 10 2009

Misty Overgrown CemetarySandra loves Halloween!!!!!!!!!!!!

For me, Halloween means costumes and horror movies, popcorn and creepy decorations. But what I love best are the stories that come out of the woodworks during this time of year: Gothic romances.

Whether it’s Wuthering Heights or Tim Burton movies I’ve seen a hundred times, I adore spending time in haunted castles and listening to the wind howling on the moors.

Wales, the setting for Wish for the Moon, is home to many Gothic stories, probably because it has more castles than any other region of the UK. Many of our Halloween traditions originated with the Welsh, and ghost stories abound.
One such tragic tale of romance and superstition is the story of Nant Gwrtheyrn. Nant Gwrtheyrn is a valley in North Wales near the sea. As legend has it, three monks from a nearby monastery were driven out of the village by stones, and they cursed the valley with three curses: no two lovers from there would ever marry, not one of the inhabitants would be buried in consecrated ground, and the village itself would die. Eventually, a couple named Rhys and Meinir became engaged. On their wedding day Meinir, the bride-to-be, followed an old custom by pretending reluctance and going off to hide; Rhys and the other young men couldn’t find her though they searched all day, and Rhys stayed searching all night and the next day, wandering up and down the valley calling out her name. And he continued to do so all his life until one day when he was an old man. A Welsh rain forced him to take shelter under an old oak tree; at the height of the storm the tree was struck by lightening and split open, and the skeleton of his beloved Meinir fell out before him, still in her wedding dress. Rhys died soon afterwards of a broken heart, and the two lovers were placed in the same coffin, but even there they were not to rest in peace. As the cart carrying the coffin was climbing the hill out of the valley, it hit a rock and the coffin was shaken off and tumbled down the cliff to sink into the sea, doomed by the second curse. As for the third curse, the demand for the local quarry ceased and the village was abandoned as predicted.

So what are your favorite tales of cursed love? Share and you’ll be entered in this month’s contest!

Sandra

–author of Wish for the Moon, available now from The Wild Rose Press and Amazon

www.sandrajonesromance.com





Scary Places

19 10 2009

Mutter‘Tis now the very witching time of night,
When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.
~William Shakespeare

This week I caught part of a television show on the Travel Channel about the Top Ten World’s Creepiest Destinations. I noticed lots of specials on creepy and haunted places while I was channel flipping, and I’m sure they were all in anticipation of Halloween.
Mutter 2I have to confess something. I’m a bit of a Halloween Scrooge. I live in the sticks with no close neighbors. I don’t get trick-or-treaters. If I did any creepy decorating, no one would see it but me…so I can’t get too enthused. But I did get pretty excited about something I saw on that Creepy Destinations show…but then, I have always had a fascination with the morbid (which is why I love Mary Roach’s book Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers so much).
I did not know this place existed: The Mutter Museum of Medical History. But now I’d like to go. They even have a Day of the Dead Festival there on Halloween, and I don’t think they have to decorate for the holiday.
You can find more information about the museum at the following websites.

The College of Physicians of Philadelphia: The Mutter Museum

Scary Happenings
Mutter 3Where there is no imagination there is no horror. ~Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.
Comment away for a chance to win this month’s contest. Do you share my fascination with the morbid and grotesque?





Halloween Costumes Gone Amok!

17 10 2009

I just love Halloween. Don’t you? Come on…what other time of year can you pretend to be someone else and not have people stare at you like you just escaped from the nearest sanitarium? Wait…did I just reveal something I shouldn’t have about myself? :)  Yes, I’m 30, and I still love dressing up! It’s even more fun for me now because I get to dress up my kids, too. This year, the kiddos are going as animals. My youngest daughter’s going as a spider (an absolutely CUTE spider, btw) and my oldest girl is going as a pink flamingo. They’re going to fit right in at ‘Boo at the Zoo’! I can’t wait, but I still haven’t figured out what my hubby and I are going to go as…

I’ve scoured the internet for ideas (instead of writing, shh!), and let me tell you, I’ve found some…doozies. so, in the spirit of the season, I thought I’d share my top five “favorites” with you guys…

trouser snake charmer

trouser snake charmer

twister costume

twister costume

hammered costume

hammered costume

plug & socket couple

plug & socket couple

Wet T-Shirt Winner

Wet T-Shirt Winner-the obviously fake boobs just crack me up!

Hmm…does anyone else notice a theme here…? Most of these are sexual in nature. Wonder what that says about me? Better yet…I probably shouldn’t ponder that question, should I, LOL? :)

Anyway, don’t forget to comment on any of our October posts to be entered in October’s contests! Good luck & Happy Halloween!

Jordyn James





Samhain Song

5 10 2009

samhain1Bet you didn’t know that if you celebrate Halloween, you are part of a history that goes back at least 6000 years. Archeologists have made many discoveries of different celebrations around the Halloween time of year.

Around 4000 B.C.E., prehistoric tribes divided their year into two parts. In what we call spring, somewhere near around the beginning of May, the sun was warm and bright and the earth came alive with greenery. During this light half of the year, domestic animals were turned out to graze and food was plentiful. In the fall, around the time of our Halloween, days were short and the earth died. In the dark half of the year, the animals and food were gathered up and protected against the dangers of darkness with special fire ceremonies to appease the earth spirit so she would return and to ward off troubsome spirits who loved the dark.

samhain2Moving forward, the Early Celts populated the European continent. Around 350 B.C.E. they brought their skill at animal husbandry and their culture and religion to Ireland and Britain. They celebrated four fire festivals, Candlemas, Beltainne, Lughnasad, and Samhain(pronounced sav-en in Scot Gaelic orsow-een in Welsh Gaelic). The Samhain festival marks the passing of the light, but more importantly it is the end of the Celtic year. The cycle of time in the Celtic belief system allowed for two times during the year when the veil between the living and the dead was lifted. Beltainne was one and Samhain was the other. The Celts did not fear their dead and so welcomed the time when those who had passed to Tir na n’Og (the Celtic afterlife), might return.  They left food for their ghostly visitors as a welcoming gesture. This is believed to have lead to the practice of giving out treats on Halloween night. The hope was that those who returned would provide information about the past or the future. By doing this deed for the living, the dead could earn “brownie points” towards moving up the reincarnation cycle. So Samhain was a time of thanks and blessings.

Green-Fairy-absinthe-430052_400_487But what about all the scary stuff associated with Samhain? While the Celtic mythos did not include demons and devils as such, they did believe in the Faery Folk.  Elves weren’t evil, but were best left alone. Fairies, who lived in underground mounds called sidhe (pronounced shee) were thought to feel resentment toward the humans that forced them to inhabit the underground. On the days when these afterlife inhabitants could overcome the veil separating the worlds, faeries were thought to roam the countryside making mischief and even kidnapping a human or two, just for fun. Yet there are a few records of humans that never returned.

The festival lasted for three days. One night and day to honor and thank the Earth for her bounty, one night and day to rekindle the flame and night and day to honor the dead.

So whether you celebrate, Samhain, Halloween, All Saints Day, or Day of the Dead, you are part of a long rich history of late autumn celebrations.

In honor of this Samhain, I’m giving away a copy of my debut GotWolf_w4352_300novel, Widow’s Peak and a copy of the new anthology from the Wild Rose Press Got Wolf, featuring novellas by Helen Hardt and Ria Ellis. To enter just leave a comment on any of the weekly posts throughout the month of October. We’ll draw a winner at 11:59pm on Samhain Eve.