Hey guys!
Head over to Editor Cassandra Marshall website and check her awesome giveaway!
It’s called Editing Advent 2011. On her website, Ms. Marshal says: “All through December, I’m giving away an editing prize to a lucky commenter each day! Check back now through Christmas Eve to win!”
I’ve worked twice with Ms. Marshall and guarantee her editing services are as awesome as her and her giveaway!
By the way, are you following her on twitter? You better! @CA_Marshall
Good luck to you =)
Back in the first week of September, I came to know the Show Me The Spark contest promoted by the Heartland Romance Authors.
The deadline to enter the contest was that day. I hurried up and sent my finished MS, Destiny Gift, to them.
I had no hopes of making the cut. I was entered because it was easy to send an email over …
But I did make the cut.
I’m one of the 5 finalists in the YA category.
I shouldn’t be too excited though. First, because I don’t think I’ll win. Second, because, as super Literary Agent Laura Bradford said on twitter a few days ago, contests don’t matter much “Unless it is a contest with a huge field like the Golden Heart” (full question and answer here). Note: Ms. Bradford is one of the judges of the Show Me The Spark contest.
Anyway, I am excited!
The judge of YA category is Leah Hultenschmidt, editor of Sourcebooks. She is also on twitter.
The winners will be announced on December 21st. *fingers crossed*
About my manuscript:
Title: DESTINY GIFT
Series: Everlast
Genre: paranormal romance
Word Count: 80,000
Status: complete and polished
In a world of chaos, Nadine has visions she doesn’t understand—she believes she might be hallucinating. Then she meets with the guy who haunts her visions and everything starts to change … even the world.
Cheers,
I have news …
My manuscript, Destiny Gift, the one which has 2 fulls out, was selected as one of the 5 finalists in the Show Me The Spark contest organized by the Heartland Romance Authors! Woot!
A feature of the contest is that they send you the MS back after they’ve chosen the finalists with many comments done by the judges … they give you a week to go through it and revise your work. At the end of the week (this upcoming Sunday) I have to send my MS back to them or they will use the un-revised version for the finals. And, on December 23rd, they will announce the winner ;)
So, this week, I’ll pause my writing schedule to work on my Destiny Gift manuscript until I feel it’s good enough to send it back.
Recap of goals:
The ones marked with a (*) are completed.
About my leg/foot/knee thing. I did the Electroneumyography test last Friday and the cyst behind my knee is the one compressing my nerves. So the foot specialist said he wants to try solving this without surgery, just by taking some specific vitamins, but he would talk with his colleague, a knee specialist and he would call me and let me know what the other doctor said.
On Monday, the foot specialist called saying that, accordingly to the knee specialist, most of cyst cases need to be dealt with surgery. So, he asked a MRI of my knee to see what exactly is going on around the cyst … then I’ll have to see the knee specialist and determine what we’ll do …
Now, I’m trying to schedule a MRI, but it seems it won’t happen before the end of next week … oh, the joys of waiting …
Anyway, I’ll let you all informed about this, but let’s move on to what really matters: my goals.
All done … this is hard NOT to meet …
Since last Wednesday, I finished Dark Lover by JR Ward and Angel’s Desire by Rosalie Lario. I also finished How To Write Page Turning Scenes by Holly Lisle and No Plot? No Problem by Chris Baty, the founder of NaNoWriMo. Note: the last 3 books are short, more like novella length.
Last night I began The Summoning by Kelley Armstrong.
Monday: Worked on the plot of Energy (needed time to process all the judges’ comments on Destiny Gift) and read craft books.
Tuesday: read on craft and worked on revising Destiny Gift (not as easy I would like it to be—the judges had very different opinions and Idk what to do with myself lol).
Wednesday: doing both … working on plot for Energy and revising Destiny Gift.
As check-in goes, I’m thinking about two possibilities: 1) I’ll skip Sunday check-ins unless I have worked during the weekend, which doesn’t happen often … so my week for ROW80 would run from Thu to Wed … or 2) I’ll do like Raelyn said she does on a previous post: I’ll skip Wednesday check-ins and schedule my Sunday check-in on Friday nights. So my week would run from Sat to Fri. Let’s see … I’ll keep you all informed.
How are my ROW80 friends doing? Wishing you all luck and accomplishments!
Here you can check the other participants. Go cheer for them too!
Have a great rest of week!
Cheers,
A new blog about Young Adult was launched three weeks ago. It’s called YA CONFIDENTIAL and it has been great so far!
The differential about YA CONFIDENTIAL is that authors work with real life teenagers, who share their experiences and their likes and dislikes about today’s YA books. It’s different and it’s efficient!
From their blog, here’s a sample of a weekly posting schedule:
Monday Mission Briefings: Each week an operative will choose a YA-related mission and break it down.
Teen Spy Tuesdays: Everything teen. Roundtables. Critiques. Thoughts on books and craft. You name it, our teen spies will cover it.
Undercover Wednesdays: All things YA book-related!
From the Vault Thursdays: Answer our question of the day and get entered in our weekly contest. Winners are allowed to select a book from THE VAULT.
Fun Fridays: Exactly what the name implies…
Doesn’t it sound awesome?!
And right now, they are hosting a Launch Celebration Giveaway with lots of great prizes, including agent critiques and ARCs!
Head over there and join this fun community!
Cheers,
Hey guys, I won the #PW1K at the awesome Heather Howland‘s blog!
Yay, I’m super excited.
Thank you all who voted on me and helped me with this =) Really, it was awesome!
Recapping for those who don’t know,
Once upon a time, there was a picture. And writers were invited to write a story of up to 1000 words about the picture. The best four became finalists and put up to anonymous voting. My story was among those finalists for August. And I won!
Here is the picture and the story:
THE PENDANT
I didn’t have time to stop and think about the pebbles scratching under my feet, nor the exhaustion winning over, nor the object secured in my hand.
I couldn’t afford wasting time. I had to run. I had to get away.
My mistake was to glance back.
My heart skipped a few precious beats and I tripped over my own legs out of fear.
The terrifying Knights of The Order kept coming, running faster than I ever could. Soon they would catch up with me and it would be my end.
I blinked the panicked tears from my eyes and forced my legs to their limit. No, I couldn’t give up that easily. I had come this far, hadn’t I?
With the black lake as my companion, I ran through the stony white sand, wishing there was salvation beyond the horizon, beyond the edge of the lake and the mountains behind it.
The horizon came. I froze. A long hill stretched down for tiresome miles, the black water reaching along with it for many miles, beyond my sight.
A raspy sigh escaped my lips and I locked my wobbly knees before I fell onto the ground and into desperation.
There was nowhere to run to and the Knights were getting closer and closer. Nowhere except for a bare wooden pier that lingered long and high over the lake. With no options, I ran to the pier.
At the edge, I skidded to a stop and peeked at the water, many feet below. It was daunting and entrancing at the same time.
The wind picked up and I felt cold brushes scraping against my skin. A shudder took hold of my body. I closed my eyes and let the wind bring new air, fresh air, into my lungs. Hopefully, it would bring clarity into my mind too.
Under my feet, the wood boards shook. I glanced back only to find my pursuers moving into the pier.
My heart jumped to my throat.
What could I do now? Where could I go?
My gaze found the black water beneath me. The breeze came back, from the other side this time, gently pushing me forward. Was it the response I needed? Was it the solution to my escape? Jump and hope I made the long fall?
I squeezed the pendant in my palm until I could feel it thrumming against my skin.
I stepped closer to the edge, closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with courage.
If I had to do this, if this was the only one to save me and save the pendant, I would do it. I would do it. I would … fear crawled up my arms and I peeked at the dark abysm ahead of me. Gods, would I do it?
The boards shook harder now. I could hear their voices as they got closer, shouts and loud orders to kill me as soon as they put their hands on me. Not too long now.
I slid to the edge until my toes were hanging free of the boards. I curled them and leaned forward. The tight knot on my stomach wouldn’t stop me. Nor would my shallow breathing, or my shaking hands.
Perhaps the water god would be merciful and allow me to enter his realm unharmed. Perhaps he would provide me with shelter until I could surface and head home. He would escort me away through a safe path underwater. Or the sky goddess could interfere and blow a powerful gust of wind during my fall, carrying me to the other side of the lake, from where I could run away on my own.
After all, the pendant was sacred to all—even the gods.
Yet, fear clutched my heart and gnawed at my stomach. Gods weren’t very fond of helping humans. Hell, they weren’t very fond of anything other than just sit back and laugh of our puny lives.
It didn’t matter now. This was my only chance. I could pray for the gods’ help, but I didn’t have time. My only wish was to survive the fall and swim away, with the pendant secured in my hand.
A shudder swept through my back as I spread my arms to the sides and waited for the wind to come back, waited for the wind to push me into the air.
“In the name of the King, surrender!” I heard one of the Knights yelling. He was too close. Too close.
The wind came, bringing relief to my tense muscles, and enough force to push me forward. I helped, titling my body toward the edge. The gust thrust me from the pier just when gloved-fingers rasped my wrists, trying to get hold of me. But now I was free, falling down.
Falling down.
And falling.
Falling …
Was this death? It had been so quick that I was fortunate to not feel any pain, not even for a second?
Coming from above, the Knights’ enraged shouts pierced my ears. I was not dead?
My eyes fluttered open and I gasped, my heart hammering against my tight chest. I found myself floating on the air, halfway through the pier and the black lake. More important, before me stood two gigantic figures, their robes flowing, their skin glowing, their eyes wide and knowing.
The water god and the sky goddess.
I swallowed down my fear and surprise. My mind bellowed “You’re doomed” and I knew my mind was about right. I was doomed.
Thank you for voting, reading and appreciating it =)
Cheers,
The awesome Heather Howland created an equally awesome monthly contest on her blog.
It’s called A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words or #pw1k for short.
Ms. Howland chooses a picture and asks writers to write a short story or an excerpt of a story (up to 1000 words), and send to her through the contest email.
She then reads all entries, chooses the finalists and post them on her blog, opening up for vote. The winner will receive a short critique—and I’ve heard Ms. Howland is a superb editor.
The picture above is the one used on the August contest.
And I’m a finalist for August.
And I would like to win that critique. #shamelessselfpromotion
Click here to read my story—it’s called THE PENDANT. Click here to vote. However, pay attention to the guidelines (they are pasted right above the poll box).
You can read (and vote for) the other three entries on her blog.
Thanks!
Cheers,