Unfortunately...

Yep... I have to do it again. This time, however, I am finally going to write a short heads-up post.

Life got overwhelming, really fast. Beyond issues at the workplace, my school load piling higher and higher, concerns about my future, minor health issues, and so on and so forth; I can't really bring myself to focus on much writing let alone blogging.

I'm hoping to get most of these issues figured out by the end of October. So, until then, I wouldn't expect to see much here.

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On a happier note, most of you will already know this if you're friends with me on Facebook, but... I finished the book series I've been writing!

It's the book series this blog is named for, in fact - the Flame Cycle. I've been writing this series since I was 11 years old. Nine years of writing, four novels, and an incredible journey. 

Now, I have a ton of editing to do, but the fact I've hit the finish line on all of the first drafts is pretty intense for me since this series is what got me into writing as a professional goal (I had written just as a hobby before). These characters have been with me through everything - my crappy junior high years, enduring high school, graduating with me out of high school and out of my community college...

Their stories may be "over," but I doubt I'll ever let them go. No author should ever let their stories go, even if they move onto something else. When you pour your heart into something you've written, you can't step back and just move on. You'll always leave a piece of yourself with that work.

That's why it's so wonderful to be a writer. When you write, you're giving yourself to the words, and in essence giving a part of yourself to your readers. It's one of the most magical things about writing.

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And with that, I'm going to end it here. I'll see you guys as soon as I can figure everything out and, if I can, I'll try to slide in a post here or there. Remember why you write and keep at it. (: Write on!

~~~I will still be posting for Danielle Shipley's FINAL BOOK of The Wilderhark Tales! Don't forget to check back in for those and go see more information on her blog!~~~

Random Monday: Community College

In May I graduated with an Associate's Degree in the Arts. Something that struck me as odd was that I didn't feel quite as excited as some of the people graduating with me. Regardless, it was still an enjoyable night of my life. There was a hot gym, not a lot of seating, a 'powerful' statement from my state governor claiming to make our state "the greatest nation on Earth," and diplomas. 

College has been one of the best educational experiences I've ever had. In high school I dealt so much with classmates who didn't care about education and spent most of their time hassling my teachers (or me). High school wasn't a good time.

College is where you meet the people who care. They want their degree, they want their education. Whether it be because they're paying for it or because they simply enjoy learning, they do their best. I didn't have to dread group assignments anymore because most of my teammates put in proper effort. There are the party-people, but they still do their best in classes.

Now, I went to a community college, so the classes were reasonably smaller than they might have been. My biggest class had maybe 35 people. That's huge to me, considering I graduated in a class of 13. With these smaller classes, the teachers were able to offer much better one-on-one help. They could also take a more personal interest. I will always remember my days here fondly just due to my Composition and Literature teachers. 

Assignments in high school usually came across as easy to me, unless they were math related. I rarely had to study, made study guides only if I had to... Hell, in high school, we got study guides for use during finals sometimes. Yeah. College challenged me, and I liked that. 

So it was with bittersweet emotions that I took my diploma on the stage and turned my tassel. It didn't really feel like the end. After all, I'm still going to transfer to a university, but I'm still a student at this college despite having graduated! I have to finish out a certificate (one-year program) that I'd started last semester. It still feels like it deserves a post on my blog, though, because it was a big experience in my life - one that obviously kept me away from my blog for some time.

If anyone reading this ever doubts that college would do anything for them, at least try some classes at a community college. A lot of people claim community colleges to be "not as good" as universities, but I promise they're wrong. In some ways, I bet community colleges are better.

Book Review: Inspired by Danielle E. Shipley (& Where Have I Been!?)

Title: Inspired

Author: Danielle E. Shipley

Number of Pages: e-book

Rating: 4/5

Date to-be Published: March 17, 2014

Goodreads Link

 

SUMMARY

For a muse like Lucianíel, one story’s end is another’s beginning.

In the wake of his author’s sudden death, Luc takes ownership of her surviving creations—four fantastical characters with tales yet to be told—saving them from unwritten lives crumbling around them and giving them a second chance at a literary future.

Luc finds that chance in the unsuspecting mind of Annabelle Iole Gray, a quirky teen with her head in the clouds, nose in a book, and imagination ripe for a brilliant muse’s inspiration.

Or so he hopes.

Neither Luc nor Annabelle, however, realize all they’ve undertaken. Even with a to-write list including accounts of a shape-shifting cat creature, gentle knight-in-training, vigilante skater girl, and a mystery boy smothering in unspoken fear, the most remarkable saga created between author and muse just may turn out to be one stranger than fiction.

Their own.



REVIEW

Summer classes started when I said I started this, and I didn't have time to read... Let me tell you what, cramming five months worth of classes into two months is no walk in the park.

I finally sat down to read this yesterday, and the first few chapters were, surprisingly, a bit grueling for me. Trying to keep up with each different character's personality and Luc's rushed explanations were a bit daunting, up until we meet Annabelle. From there on, I could not put this book down. I laughed. I despaired. I wanted to hug each and every character. Each one had such a different charisma you felt a different love for each and every character, and THAT is why I love Danielle Shipley's books. Her characters are so DIVERSE! I'm sure she'll blush if/when she reads this, but I could very honestly say her characterization is on par with JK Rowling.


SPOILERS AHEAD
(view spoiler)I didn't even know Yves' backstory yet, and I already just wanted to hug the crap out of him every time he spoke. Uri's attitude, Wilbur's amity, Luc's openness, Abishan's love for Annabelle (that was adorable!!), and Annabelle's - well, everything about her was terrific. The pacing of the story was fantastic, as usual, and the twists and turns were both expected and unexpected - enough to keep the reader on their toes.

I'd be a liar if I said this book didn't have its cons, though. Some points got a bit rambly, and those mainly belonged to Annabelle's writing. I can understand why, and how, for that was just her character and she was learning. That didn't change that I had to fight not to skim a few times.

I also felt like the main premise of the story was... I don't really know how to explain it. I feel cruel to say that Luc was acting parasitic, but I don't know how else to say it. I understand, I mean, and I LOVED the premise, but I just felt like it was almost cruel. MAINLY because Luc seemed to, I don't know, kick Annabelle's old muse(?) out and he was never heard of again. Despite that, the ultimate relationship was symbiotic, so it wasn't exactly a horrible point, but it had its moments where you just wonder...

Somewhat branching off of that, Annabelle's and Luc's relationship deteriorates later, and it struck me as odd as how Annabelle was willing to ignore her characters so quickly, and how easily Luc told her she was replaceable. I never once saw my characters like that - but hey, that IS just me. I've always loved my muse and always looked forward to seeing him (for I do have a muse that often pops up in dreams!) and I don't think I could just toss him in a pit of darkness like that - though, if he spoke to me as Luc had to Annabelle... *Shrugs* I'm not sure what I'm trying to say here. Maybe just that Annabelle's sudden cruelty to Luc and vice versa was unprecedented. Luc's demand that Annabelle write his story and Jean's seemed unreasonable to me. THIS, however, is just my problem as a reader, and should not let any possible readers detract their possibility of reading it. Because if you haven't read it yet and plan to, why are you reading this? Get out of here, there are spoilers here! :P

Final nag: I felt like Yves' arc went too fast. The end of the book itself went too fast. I got...very lost. What I essentially understood was that Yves and Avelaine were one and the same, but were his three short stories one and the same as well? If Avelaine was a dancer because of his parents, when did Yves fall in love with Lucille and get Streetcar? Were they separate beings for the sake of Annabelle's lesson? (Which was AWESOME, by the way, I loved her learning the hard way that some characters have sad endings.) I also lost sense of where the mask came into it in the circus blaze. Maybe I was reading too fast? No doubt I'll reread this later, so this opinion could change.
SPOILERS END

Altogether, this book was fantastic. As I said before, the characterization was out-of-this-world, the pacing was phenomenal, as both are expected from Danielle Shipley at this point, the premise was well-thought and creative, and the story itself was just enchanting. The tale did have a few stalling points, as mentioned, but with the overall quality of the book, they could be forgiven, as seen from the four-star rating. As always, my expectations have been exceeded, and I eagerly await Danielle's next addition to her family of characters.


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Where Have I Been?!


School, work, scholarships, procrastination? All are valid answers. My writing is getting a little bit more into the flow now. As mentioned above I took some summer classes, and those were time-consuming. Work has been hectic as we've been undergoing massive staff changes and been shorthanded, so I've had to take several hours. I'm preparing to go to a university, so I'm doing what I can to fill out scholarships in hopes of avoiding loans I worry I won't be able to pay back. And then, yeah, laziness/procrastination. Why write blog posts when I could, I don't know, watch Orange is the New Black or play the Sims? Haha... Yeah, that happened.


I'm not going back into posting on here with high expectations. What I'm going to try to do is just make SMALL posts. And by small, I mean maybe one or two paragraphs. Maybe this will work out for the better of us. Those of us who are busy will only have a little to read, and maybe - just maybe - I can keep up. Not making any promises. We've seen where that gets us (:


I hope everyone who sees this is doing well and let me know how you are in the comments if you so desire! Let's try to keep the rest of 2014 semi-productive!

Withdrawal from the Writer's High

It’s become a vicious cycle.

I open my writing program and manage to spit a few words out. But then I start thinking: Oh, no. I have two psychology packets due Thursday. I have a biology test on Friday. I have a composition paper to edit by Wednesday. I have a speech Monday. I have to work tomorrow and I’m going to get started writing tonight and want to write tomorrow but won’t be able to because it’ll be busy.

I cannot find the time. When I do, the stress overwhelms me and I short-circuit, finding my way to YouTube and laughing at videos for the next few hours. I’m shocked I’m even forcing myself to write this.

Thing is, when I go a long time without writing, I start to experience withdrawal. When I write, I feel like I’m dreaming while I’m awake. A movie is playing out in my head for what I’m writing. It’s the greatest feeling I know. I begin to daydream simply about the feeling rather than the writing itself. I found myself doing it during my drive to school this morning.

I want to feel it again, but I can’t. It’s terrible. I don’t have the time. I miss my heart pounding as I write out an argument or a fight scene, the smile as I write a happy scene or a humorous scene.

It’s been a year since I truly felt like that. God, I miss it. Maybe for Thanksgiving break and Christmas break I can feel it again. It’s depressing me, truly. I love my classes, I love making money at work and being productive in those aspects. But making no writing progress is depressing. I would write in the little bitty frames of time I have, but that’s not really fair to the characters since the writing is shotty.

Anyway, I just wanted to spit out my depression regarding the writing, since I haven’t posted here since August. I want to get back to blogging sometime too. I meant to participate in NaNo, but I barely got 2,000 words. Man.

Lol. Enough! Okay. I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving, and if I don’t post again by then, have a Merry Christmas! I’ll surely post by the New Year. Until next time! Hopefully I have some words by then!

IWSG: School's (Almost) Out Forever!

Heh... Sorry I’m late on getting this post up. Four days late. That’s...probably what part of this post will be about, LOL.

School started up for me on August 20^th. Since then I’ve been hard-pressed to find time to write or do anything that relates to social media. It’s my senior year, the year I was disillusioned into thinking was the easiest year of all, but instead I’m swamped with stuff to do. I haven’t had time to tweet, check other blogs, my own blog, work with critique partners, or even deal with my e-mail. I’ve been using this weekend to prepare posts and I’m finally getting this one up.

The thing I hate most about not being able to contact others is that I just dread to think of how neglected or ignored they must feel. After I get out of school all I really want to do is go home and have some alone-time, but then I start guilt-tripping myself because I have other people who’ve been waiting for ages and ages and ages for me to get back to them. (This includes you, Danielle and Will. ): )

On the bright side of all this, one of my friends showed me a new writing program called Scrivener. Okay, it’s not new, but it is to me. And I waaaant iiiit. There are so many buttons and typing screens and windows... *Swoons*

Lately one of my friends has been trying to get into writing. She’s always been able to come up with ideas but she’s not the best at putting them down on paper. I’ve been telling her basic things—word counts she might try to aim for, ways to help the plot progress more smoothly. It makes me feel good to watch her write down ideas and ask me what I think. Of course I’m like “It doesn’t matter what I think!” but she seems to think it does. It’s a good feeling to help others.

Honestly, that’s about all I have to say. I’m sorry I’ve been so delayed in posting lately! I wish you all good luck in your writing and reading endeavors, and for those of you in school, I wish you happy school days. (:

P.S.: You should all come check on my blog on Wednesday. I'm putting up a post I've been planning for a while, and I'm super excited about it. WRITING WORLD WEDNESDAY: THE ART OF OUTLINING. Coming soon! (;