Welcome to the Best Book Related Memories Tag! The rules of this tag are to share at least 3 of your favorite book related memories, just like the title says. Here are my three favorite book memories!
1) The first time I read Book of Shadows by Phyllis Curott. If you aren’t a Pagan or don’t have any interest in the Pagan religion, then you probably haven’t heard of this memoir. (And if you do have interest in Paganism and haven’t read it, then I highly recommend it!) I couldn’t put it down. Everything in it made me feel…hopeful. It’s easy to feel like you’re the only Pagan when you live in a small town, and when I read this book I did. I swore I was the only one in existence that wanted to worship the old gods. And I thought because I was so different, both in terms of sexuality and spirituality, that I was never going to be able to be successful or do the things I really wanted to. But here was a memoir about a Witch who was also a Lawyer. It let me know that not only were there other Witches out there, but that they had successful and productive lives and careers. It was one of the books that gave me genuine hope and belief that I, even with my differences, could still do whatever I wanted to do.
2) Reading the Carpathian series by Christine Feehan. I can’t really narrow this down to just one of the Carpathian series books because, frankly, I can’t remember which one I read first. All I remember is reading one and then immediately going onto the next. And the next and the next and the next. I found this series when I was going through a very rough patch in my life and they sort of helped me through it. They are also what really got me writing. I’ve been writing stories since I was small, but they are what made me start taking my writing seriously. I was able to get so lost in them that I knew that’s what I wanted to do with my own works. Give people something they could escape into and forget the hardships of the world. It’s still what I want to do with my fiction work.
3) Writing anything ever. Writing can be a hard, lonely thing. But it’s also very rewarding. For me, writing is like reading, except I get to decide how the story turns out. The lesbian couple can get married and have a happily ever after instead of breaking up or one of them dying a horrible death. I can get lost in the world I’m building just like I can get lost in a book I’m reading. And then the perk of that is I then get to share that story with other people! I could easily spend days getting lost in story, both in reading and writing.
So those are my three favorite book related memories. What are yours? Feel free to tell me in the comments, or if you make your own blog post about it drop me a link!
Posted in Raven 101
Today is November 15th, which means we are officially halfway through NaNoWriMo! If you’re doing the typical 50k of NaNoWriMo then you should be at 25,000 words written. I am far off from that, so it’s a good thing I’m not aiming for 50,000 words. Early in the month I changed my goal to be 30,000 words written by the end of the month, which means at the end of today I should be at 15,000. I am…not there.
Normally I would say there is no excuse, but my hypocritical ass is going to make them.
Last Friday my plumbing exploded–literal shit was backing up into my bath tub. It was a horrid, horrid thing and even after being fixed it kept happening. This went on for three days and the handyman had to come out and snake my drain six different times to get it to work again. Turns out someone had flushed a baby diaper and it had gotten stuck down in the pipe somewhere. Imagine, that. (Let this be a lesson: never flush baby diapers.)
Right now I’m sitting at right around 3,000 words. Which means that, even for my goal, I’m about 12k behind. That’s a lot of words. That means in order to reach my goal I need to write 27,000 more words in the remainder of November. It breaks down to 1,800 words a day in order to distribute the work evenly and still win. That’s not too far off from the usual NaNo daily word count goal, and it’s totally doable for me. So this is my plan: write 1,800 words a day for the rest of November.
How are you doing on your NaNoWriMo novel?
The past few days of my life have been filled with literal shit (seriously. There is a clog in our pipes and nasty stuff comes up in our bath tub), so I thought it might be fun to share a tiny bit of the novel I’ve been working on for NaNoWriMo.
This is from Chapter 1 of the novel I’ve temporarily titled The Vessel. It’s a Lesbian Paranormal novel. The main character, Lydia, was just dumped by her now ex-girlfriend and instead of sitting home lamenting her situation she’s decided to walk to the local liquor store to stock up before she and her band leave for a gig in the morning.
She settled on walking to the liquor store a block away and getting some Fireball whiskey. The night air was chilly when she stepped out into it and she wrapped her jacket tighter around her. Above a million stars were visible and as she walked she had fun picking out the Big Dipper and Orion constellations. Well. Doing so gave her something to focus on that wasn’t the chasm in her chest that was deeper and wider than the Grand Canyon.
As she walked past a wooded area the leaves on the trees rustled loudly. There was no breeze, the air was perfectly still. It wasn’t that making the leaves talk. Lydia’s skin crawled and she instinctively reached up to play with the quartz crystal necklace her mother had given her. She’d told her it was for protection, and that Lydia should never take it off. So she didn’t. She wore it every minute of every day, even in the shower. It was one of the few things she had left of her mother and wearing it made her feel closer to her anyway.
Her eyes scanned the trees looking for any signs of movement. Her fingers nervously played with the crystal as her heart thundered in her chest. She swore someone was watching her. She could feel their eyes on her. But the leaves made no more sounds. Whatever it was had either been on it’s way out, or was being incredibly still and just waiting for her to turn away. The liquor store was only a few blocks away. She could still make it. Not liking the feeling in her gut, she decided to sprint the rest of the way there. It would be just like her to get dumped, decide to get drunk, and then deal with something unsavory on the way to get alcohol.
The neon lights of the Budweiser sign in the window never looked so comforting as they did now. Only when she was safe inside the door did she allow herself to stop and catch her breath.
I’ve been dealing with a really bad migraine for the latter part of today, so though I intended to write up a blog post (and possibly share an excerpt of my NaNo novel), that will have to wait until another day. But I’m trying to get on a consistent blogging schedule–that being Wednesdays and Sundays–and in order to ingrain the habit in me more I wanted to at least share something, so I decided on this.
Last weekend I met up with a Heathen group that I gather and do ritual with. We did a Wintersnight blot where we honored our ancestors–blood related and not. I talked about my maternal grandfather and my paternal grandmother, wanting to honor both sides of my blood family first. But I didn’t get to honor Emily Dickinson.
I don’t write poetry everyday, though I do write it often enough (and am working on a Pagan Poetry anthology called Through The Mists that I plan to release next year~). One of my poetic influences in Emily Dickinson. Aside from that, her and I share a birthday and have many similarities in personality, so I feel a certain kinship with her. So I wanted to honor her this season. I thought I would share one of her poems tonight as it seems appropriate to share the person that your honoring’s work.
I could suffice for Him, I knew—
He—could suffice for Me—
Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both
“Would I be Whole” He sudden broached—
My syllable rebelled—
‘Twas face to face with Nature—forced—
‘Twas face to face with God—
Withdrew the Sun—to Other Wests—
Withdrew the furthest Star
Before Decision—stooped to speech—
And then—be audibler
The Answer of the Sea unto
The Motion of the Moon—
Herself adjust Her Tides—unto—
Could I—do else—with Mine?
Posted in Spirituality
So, I made two marvelous discoveries this week. The first one is that the NaNoWriMo website is allowing you to set your own goal this year! In years past you had to do 50k, no questions. At least according to that website. (I always modified my goal as I needed.) This year, you can alter your goal on the site. Christine Marine Attardo pointed this out in a blog post, and I was so excited. I immediately went to check it out and…
I changed my goal to 30k. Why? Well, I didn’t get as much planning done as I would have liked in October, so I’m having to research some things as I write. Plus I have a few personal things on my plate right now that need my attention. Making my goal 30k means I have to write one thousand words everyday instead of 1,667 which is a little easier on me. Though I admit I’m still low key shooting for the 50k.
The other discovery I made was Evernote. Or rather, I discovered it’s great use in NaNo. I’ve had Evernote for months, but never used it for writing novels. I used it for poems and notes, but never prose. That is, until now. It syncs between my phone and my computer so I can write literally anywhere, and during NaNo that’s a huge help. Today while riding home from meeting friends in the city I got in a few words. The one downside to Evernote is the lack of word count feature, so I still have to transfer my words to a Word doc to get that. But honestly? Not having that feature is a good thing for me. Sometimes I get too hung up on “how many words have I written?” and it distracts me from actually writing or getting “in the zone”. So, Evernote is great for me in that way, too.
As for where I’m at in words. I’m a day behind right now, but that’s okay. One reason I wanted to lower my goal was because I knew there would be some days where I just couldn’t get words in, and having to only catch up on 1,000 is a better than having to catch up on nearly 2,000. I’m basically having my caking and eating it, too, with this NaNo 😛
How is your NaNoWriMo going so far?
Here we are at the start of another months, which means it’s time for a goal check in and resetting. Below are my goals for the month of November. To see how I faired on my October goals, check out my October Goal Post~!
1. Get a new day job
2. Complete NaNoWriMo
3. Gain 3 new petsitting clients
4. Make 9 blog posts (!!!)
5. Read 2 books
6. Yoga two times a week
7. Write 5 poems
8. Reach rank 11 in Hearthstone
9. Do necessary dental work
10. Begin Yule gifts
Have a couple pictures of my black cat being absolutely adorable to celebrate the most magical (and my favorite) day of the year~! ❤
Even got her to pose~!
From last Halloween, but still cute and still one of my faves so I had to (re)share~