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Writing

*Deep breath*

Okay, you guys. I’m doing a scary thing here…

I am going to share with you a blurb for Painting Away the Darkness – the sequel to True Colors (which you haven’t read yet and you don’t even know what happens). Hopefully you won’t care about the spoilers, but if you would rather be surprised later in life when you read the books – then don’t read this blurb. XD

Painting Away the Darkness

“There used to be four of us… Now I’m alone.”

It’s been a year since Astrid, Connor, Sawyer, and Alina set out into The Wild to destroy The Dark Warrior – only to discover too late he was Connor himself.
Since then Astrid has been living alone; too ashamed of her failure to keep Connor in the light to return to Shano and face Zachariah. She decided to settle down in The Wild for the rest of her days, but when she receives a message of utmost urgency from Alina and Sawyer, she doesn’t hesitate to return to the aid of her friends.

Meanwhile, Connor has a thirst for vengeance and is ready to return to Shano in search of an old relic – The Eagle’s Flame – which will give him the remaining power he needs to destroy the old town he once called home and everyone in it – especially Astrid.

Connor is coming. Everyone is busy trying to think of a way to kill The Dark Warrior, but Astrid doesn’t believe he is all that dark and is determined to guide him back to the light.

Will Astrid be able to save Connor before the others kill him – or worse – before he kills them?

~~~*~~~

So there you go! This is my absolute favorite book/story I have ever written – it pulls at my heart and in the words of Katie Graceit is my little baby novel. I love it so much and I really hope you all will, too! :)

Tell me; does Painting Away the Darkness sound interesting to you? Does it sound like something you would buy in a bookstore?

Love,
~Fluffet~

Heeeyyyyhooooo everyone! I don’t know what kind of a word that is, but it sounded fun, so let’s go with it. XD

I can’t believe it’s been a month since my last post – like what?! O_O Don’t worry. That’s changing starting now. I have a bunch of posts planned for this blog that’ll be coming weekly! :)

I thought that today it would be fun to give ya’ll an update on my writing life, so that’s what I have in store for you today 😉


A week ago I started editing!! I printed out my whole book and it seriously felt AMAZING to hold it in my hands, but it also kinda scared me…. XD

Anyway, so far (in the one day I’ve done it) I’ve found editing to be hard and it makes me feel like I’m doing school. That’s not a good thing. XD So now I know that editing is gonna take me an eternity a while to get through…

Concerning my NaNo novel….

I’ve decided to shelve it for now. Emma helped me to realize that at this stage in our life writing should be fun – not a job. I was not having fun with this book and there’s not really anything about it that makes me excited. So it’s saved on my computer…. Maybe someday I’ll work on it again or maybe I’ll use something from it in another book – I don’t really know. But I’m just gonna let it sit for a while 😉

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Heh heh…. Yeah, I’m brainstorming for a new book right now and I’m actually pretty excited about it! I want to put a lot of work into this one – give it history, create back stories for the characters, etc. It’s gonna be kinda like Narnia in the way of a character representing Jesus and there being Christian elements in it, but it’s not going to be so in your face that it’s majorly noticeable, but – well, like Narnia! It’s all there, but you have to look for it :) Also it’s probably gonna be a dystopian.

So that’s what I’ve got going on in my writing life at the moment; what’s going on in yours? Writing a new book? Editing? In a slump? Let me know in the comments below and we can encourage one another – or rant about writing together, whichever you prefer. 😉

Love,
~Fluffet~

Would any of you like to see more Character Studies with Connor? 😀

Hi everyone! *waves*

I am currently stranded in the car with my mom cause our car was overheating and now we are waiting for my dad to get here and look into things. Yippee. XD

Anyway, I thought I’d talk to you all about how my first week of NaNoWriMo went.

Day One:

I set my alarm for like – 7:45’ish so I could get started writing right away….

That didn’t work out as I had planned. My morning routines got in the way of that. *glares at Facebook and WordPress Reader* So I didn’t get started writing until after 10. *shrugs*


Here’s my set up! I had a lot of screens open that day. XD


Isn’t this mug ADORBS? It’s a s’mores snowman thingy!!! :O


I was so happy it was cold the first morning of NaNo. Perfect for hot chocolate. <3 (ugh our van needs to be towed. Sorry for that random interruption. Let’s get back on track.) 


Dark chocolate kisses to reward myself with. :)


DEFINITELY WAS NOT FREEZING UP HERE AT ALL, I WAS TOTALLY FINE. Haha, I wish. *cries*


The weather was just perfect for writing! I was so excited! 

I’m pretty sure I ended my word count on a little over 2,000 words that day. Pretty good :)

Day Two:

Ugh. This day wasn’t good. I couldn’t seem to find the motivation to write and was just really blah. I didn’t start writing till like 9:30PM and only got in about 200 words. Bleh.

Day Three:

This was a writing day for me, but um, I only got in about 2,000 words…. Not good. I was insanely distracted.

Day Four:

Another writing day and got in another 2,000 words. I’ve realized that’s my average daily word count XD

And then there’s today…. 

I haven’t written yet and probably won’t get a chance to till tonight. My total word count is over 6,000 words right now, which I feel is pretty good. I’ve gone through some depression and simply not wanting to write moments, but yeah, I think I’m doing pretty good so far…. I think….

Anyways, how are you guys doing? Are you surviving this? Or are you falling through a dark hole that you can’t climb out of? Let’s support each other!! 😀

~Jaclynn~

Lately I’ve been searching a lot for story ideas (NaNoWriMo, anyone? XD ) and during my thoughts while sprawled on the floor, I was thinking of the experiences I’ve had in life that I could incorporate into my writing. Here are a few examples:

1. When my step grandpa passed away, it was the hardest thing I’ve been through. It was hard to see him so frail and eventually gone. It affected me in a not good way. I’ve had countless dreams where I am reliving that night and I start bawling. It was a hard thing and obviously, very sad. But when I think about it, that experience can help me in my writing. I know now what it’s like to go through something like that, so, as sad as it is, I could write I realistic death scene.

2. I’ve been going through another hard time lately with my brother about to move out and get married. I’ve found myself crying a lot lately, but I’m trying to focus on being happy for him instead of feeling sorry for myself. This could work in a book also.

3. When my sister got married, I found myself actually feeling jealous and a little upset with my brother in-law because he was taking her away from us. Again, I’ve found myself going through some similar feelings with my brother’s marriage about to take place. I know it’s wrong, but it’s hard to let go of someone you love.

So those are just a few things that I could not only use, but the fact that I experienced those things first hand will help me to make them realistic and just feel – well – real. XD

Maybe you’ve experienced a terrible earthquake or tornado and your city went through a lot of damage – use it!

Maybe your family went through a rough patch in life financially and had to economize – write it!

Maybe you had to suddenly pack up and move out to some strange part of the world – use it!

Your experiences can help not only to make scenes insanely realistic, but to inspire your writing, too. When you’re having writer’s block, go through that door in your brain full of life experiences. Even though they may seem boring or just like – that’s not exciting – you can always make them more dramatic or create a whole different reason for why your characters are going through that. The whole point is to get inspired and to use your experiences to add those realistic feelings that will touch your readers heart.

Have you used your personal experiences in life in your writing before?

Love,
~Fluffet~

Have any of you heard of or done a word war before? I just learned about them recently through Go Teen Writers. 

Word warring is where you set a certain amount of time, say 10 or 20 minutes and write with someone during that time. Then you go back and say how many words you got.

Honestly, I didn’t participate in any wars on GTW because I didn’t feel it would be something I could do. I am not a fast writer and I think a LOT when I write.

But then last week, my friend, Emma and I warred together. And I couldn’t believe how much fun it was! I wrote hundreds of words within just a few minutes, where before, I had written only a few hundred words in a few hours.

Warring seriously helps you to write and to get so much more done because you’re challenging yourself. You have a deadline and you have to give it your all.

Seriously, I’ve had days where I would write maybe 1,000 words total in a day. That night that we warred, I wrote about 2,000 words in barely over an hour. O_O

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Photo via Matthew West

THIS IS SO ME GUYS!!! EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

Guys, if you’re having trouble writing because the internet is calling to you, you don’t know where to start, or you find yourself just wanting to eat as you stare hopelessly at the screen (admit it, you’ve done this XD ); I encourage you to war – whether with someone or on your own. You will get SO much done and you will find yourself in awe at what you are capable of!

I’d ask if any of you wanna war, but…. I don’t have anything to write right now… I MUST PLAN FOR NANO!!! INSPIRATION, PLEASE STRIKE ME!!! *cries helplessly*

Do you like to word war? How does that work for you? What do you usually do when you procrastinate writing?

Love,
~Fluffet~

Guys.

You aren’t going to believe this.

I can still not even believe it myself.

Are you ready?

Okay.

Here we go.

Last night.

I finished writing the first draft of my book. O_O

I CAN’T EVEN RIGHT NOW LIKE HOWWWW?!?!?

Let me tell you how it happened;

Emma and I challenged each other to write 100 words a day for this month. Well, we were just bosses with our writing (as I quote Emma 😉 ) and were dishing out thousands of words.

Suddenly, as we were writing together (we FaceTime and write all the time!) I realized I was trying to figure out how to drag out the story because I was nearing the end. I knew that if I kept writing, I would finish it that night.

Then depression struck me. I was not prepared emotionally to be done with this book. Yes, I know there’s still lots of editing and rewriting to do, but still. The story in itself was basically written. And that just made me really sad. I thought I’d be working on my book for over a year. I just wasn’t ready to be done.

I turned off the lights and draped a blanket over me so I could mourn. Emma screenshotted a picture of me:


Depressing, right? Now, yes, that was dramatic of me, but it literally was how I was feeling. It took me forever to continue writing.

After probably 20 minutes or so, I started writing again. And when the very end was in sight, I told Emma I had to go. I needed to give my undivided attention to my book.
This was the end. The tragic, depressing, terrible end.

And I wrote the last sentence. And I just stared at the screen and then into open space. When I clicked out of my document, I felt dead. Drained. It was similar to how I feel when I watch an amazing movie that kills me. Only, I feel like this was worse.

As I helped my mom make lunches for my dad and brother last night, I had the same expression on my face – so solemn. I looked like I just lost something.

Then, as we were watching The Andy Griffith Show, I read a post on Go Teen Writers about taking 6 weeks off after you finish writing your first draft. She mentioned how exciting it is and how you need time to celebrate and then I realized something – I wasn’t happy at all. I was depressed.

I decided right then that I was being ridiculous. Yes, it’s okay to be sad when you finish your first draft, but hey – YOU FINISHED YOUR FIRST DRAFT!!! That is a HUGE milestone! You should be happy and excited!
I mean seriously, this is the longest story I’ve ever written and I’ve made one step closer towards completely finishing it up and having it published!

So now, I’m not fully depressed anymore – I’m happy. Though there is still that sadness inside me (I CAN’T WRITE IT ANYMORE DURING MY FACETIME DAYS WITH COOKIE!!!! *sobs*) but I’m also so excited! I get to enter a new chapter in the life of a writer – editing. Oh, the horror. XD I’ve heard such terrible things and I know this book needs a TON of editing. *whimpers*  BUT I’M EXCITED BECAUSE IT’S NEW AND EXCITING, NO MATTER HOW SCARY IT IS!!! XD

I’m placing my trust in God to help me get through the editing stage. But, you know. I’ll still need all the encouragement I can get from my wonderful writing friends! ;D

Hopefully it’ll be published next year? Maybe? It depends on how much I procrastinate which will definitely be a lot… XD

Love,
~Fluffet~

Well, a howdy-do to ya’ll! *waves* *tips hat* *bows* And all that fun stuff. XD

I was looking through my drafts today and found this insanely random story I wrote in February that makes absolutely NO SENSE WHATSOEVER!!! Which is probably why I stopped writing it at such a terrible spot….

Anyways! I thought it would be fun to share it with you because – who doesn’t love random stories? I remember laughing as I wrote this… I honestly just wrote this story just to write. So yeah, enjoy. XD

*****

Long, long ahead, in the the year 4087, a young girl slips out of her fluffy bed and sets her bare feet onto the cold, hard wooden floor. She flips her buttery blonde hair out of her face and stares at the wall blankly.
Today was another boring, uneventful, tiresome day. It was Saturday and the girl, named Avery, had no plans.

Avery put on her rainbow robe and unicorn slippers and walked drearily down the mahogany stairs, the scent of alfalfa waffles traveling into her nostrils.

“Good morning, Avery! How’s my little cupcake of a muffin?” Her mother cooed as she poured some honey over the crispy waffles.

“Fine.” Avery replied without any enthusiasm. She pulled out one of the bamboo chairs and sat at their table, which also, was made out of bamboo.

Avery’s mother, Mrs. Brown, set a plate of steaming cold alfalfa waffles, drizzled with honey in front of her daughter. Avery stared down at her plate and sighed ungratefully. “Mom, is there no more JuJu Berry Juice?” She inquired expectantly.

“No, I’m sorry, cupcake. The cows have been slacking off lately.” Her mother informed, apologetically.

Avery sighed once again and began eating her alfalfa waffles, spoon in hand. As she brought the spoon up to her lips, she closed her eyes and took a bite. When she opened her eyes, she saw a place filled with millions of exotic plants and hundreds of cows. There were trees growing strong and tall, full of cupcakes, donuts, and wrinkly marshmallows. Growing closer to the ground were peanut M&M, raisin, and cookie bushes, but that wasn’t all. There were spaghetti flowers, banana split clouds, and a cheeseburger for a sun. The cheese rays were shining through the banana split clouds and highlighting a glaze river. Avery blinked her eyes about a half dozen times, but still she remained in this strange land.

“Where am I?” She wondered out loud and startling her out of her skin, a farmer who seemed to be half human and half a milk carton called out, “Why, you’re in Grubba Malanka – the capital of Sugvegmefruitatia!”

Avery’s mouth hung open. “Ummmm…. Okay.”

*****

*nervous giggle* I hope you liked it! XD

Namarie! (I’m feeling so LOTR-ish lately, oh my gosh!!! *dies*)

Love,
~Fluffet~

Hi everyone!

I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted, but as what happens to many bloggers – I’m having some blogger block lately 😉

BUT.

Today I END THAT.

Because today I have something of interest to share with you! *conscience whispers to me* Oh. Right. The title already told them what it is….

Okay, well, yes! I do have a book blurb to share with ya’ll! In case some of you might not know what a book blurb is, it’s the description that would go on the back of the book 😉

Alright, enough rambling. Here is the blurb for my book – True Colors:

In Shano, the people are quite different from you and me… Or rather, their hair is. In this small town, everyone has multiple colors in their hair that represent a different part of their personalities. It’s understandable then that the people of Shano are outraged when head of the town council, Zachariah, appoints Connor – a redheaded, hot tempered, grump – to lead a foursome of young adults; courageous Astrid, optimistic Alina, and clumsy Sawyer to seek out and destroy the prophesied Dark Warrior. How could Zachariah choose someone as hot headed as Connor to lead this group on such a dangerous mission?

As the four depart on their journey into The Wild, they all must do their part to help Connor stay on the right path, but with some bumps along the road, things don’t go quite as they had expected. With Connor’s hair blackening more and more each day, they begin to lose hope of ever succeeding. Astrid, however, is determined to help Connor overcome his evil in any way she can – at least until she learns some distressing news that would jeopardize their whole mission.

Will they be able to work together to find and destroy The Dark Warrior? Or will petty arguments and disagreements get in the way of their mission?

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So, I’m not sure if that’s all staying, but for now, that’s what I have :)

True Colors is still being written (still on the first draft. I’m a slow writer 😉 ), but my goal is for it to be published – one day. And yes, I’ll definitely tell you all when that happens :)

Oh, and in case you’re all wondering, yes, that is the Connor you’ve been learning about in the Character Studies 😉

Well, I need to get ready for my soon to be sister in-law’s bridal shower, so I’ll talk with you all soon! Make sure to tell me your thoughts on my book! :)

Bye- bye! 😀

Love,
~Fluffet~
P.S. Emma will be posting a blurb on her blog soon, too, so be sure to look out for that! 😉

Today, I am ignoring the temptation to lie on the couch, read blogs, or just wander around helplessly. Today, I am listening to Master Yoda’s wise words; Do or do not, there is no try.

Today, I have decided not to try to write, but to actually write. But in order to get myself more in the mindset, I need my writerly effects.


1. Attire. I need to be comfortable and cool during these hot days, so I chose to wear my tank top that says “Wandering.” To me, it can represent many things, but today it represents my wandering into/inside my book.


2. Accessories. In the previous picture, you can see I was wearing a OUAT Storybook necklace. How can wearing a book around your neck not make you wanna write? Also, I snapped on my “Authoress” and “Storybrooke” bracelets. I wear my “authoress” one every time I write. The Storybrooke seemed fitting to my mood today, so I chose that one, as well.


3. I need something yummy. I was craving some S’mores Oreos, so I grabbed a couple to tide me over until lunch. Also, I always make it a point to have a water bottle with me, but I was craving something more refreshing, so I chose my Strawberry Lemonade Sparkling Ice drink :)

Now, all I need to do is resist the temptation to go online and actually start typing, and I will be set for a writing day! XD

What are your “writerly effects?” 

Love,

~Fluffet~

YAY! It’s time for the next part of TMCOC!!! 😀

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Erebelle cried in her bed that night. She was hurt that Damarias was sentenced to die. She was hurt by what her mother did, and she was hurt by the prince’s cruelty to innocent animals. Suddenly she had an idea.
“I’m going to take him out of there and send him far away.” She said to herself and hopped out of her bed to quickly change. She was going to take him back that night.
Erebelle pulled the hood of her cape over her face as she neared the castle. She crouched behind a bush that was just outside the castle gates. She had to think of a diversion to get the guards out of the way, just for a moment, so she could enter without anyone knowing it. She searched the ground for a stone and picked one up.
“Oh, I hope I aim this right.” Erebelle said under her breath and threw the stone as hard as she could. It landed with a loud clank on the bars of the gate.
“What was that?” One of the guards asked, raising his sword.
“Someone must be out there, let’s take a look.” The other guard said and they both set off in separate directions.
Erebelle quickly went to the gate and climbed over it, which was not very easy to do in a dress. When she jumped down from the gate and hurriedly got out of sight, she sighed in relief.
“Now all that’s left to do, is find Damarias and somehow sneak him out of here.” She thought, beginning to doubt if she would be able to succeed.
“Well, I’ve come this far, so I have to keep going.” She decided and crept through the palace courtyard. She came to the stables, wondering if Damarias would be kept there.
“Damarias!” Erebelle whispered. “Are you here?” She asked hopefully. Then suddenly she heard a little growl. Only it wasn’t coming from one of the stalls, it was coming from the direction of a locked wooden door. Erebelle busted the lock and opened the door, where she found a spiraling staircase that went down forever. Erebelle hesitantly began stepping down the stairs, hoping that she would find Damarias at the bottom.
When Erebelle neared the last few steps, she whispered, “Damarias, are you in here?”, and a low, gentle moan answered her voice. Erebelle’s heart stopped for a moment and she ran down the last few steps. There lying in chains, was sweet Damarias. Erebelle threw herself on top of him and gave him the biggest hug.
“Oh, my sweet little guy! How could they do this to you?” She cried and Damarias blew on her face, just as he always did when he was happy to see her. Erebelle laughed and rubbed her tears away.
“Alright, buddy, we have to get you out of here.” She said as she tried to slip off the chains, but they wouldn’t budge.
“Damarias, would you by any chance know where the key is to unlock the chains?” She asked hopefully and Damarias shook his head to the left. Erebelle gasped in surprise. She had not noticed the sleeping guard in the room. She then noticed the keys on a loop in his hand. Erebelle studied the loop, and then looked at Damarias’ tail.
“Hey, I need you to do something for me, Damarias – well, for yourself, too. I need you to very carefully slip your tail through the key loop and hand it to me, okay?” Erebelle explained her plan and Damarias nodded his head. He stretched his tail out as far as he could and cautiously slipped it through the loop, but paused when the guard moved. Erebelle sighed in relief and motioned for him to continue. When Damarias had the keys he lifted his tail to Erebelle.
“That’s my good furry boy!” She said and stroked his head. Erebelle unlocked the chains and quietly placed them on the floor.
“Now, let’s get out of here!” She said with determination and Damarias snorted in agreement. Erebelle slowly and quietly lead Damarias past the snoring guard. There was a large door that was just big enough for Damarias to fit through and it lead right into the woods. Erebelle was outside the door, waiting for Damarias, but while he was walking, his tail whacked the guard and he fell to the ground. Damarias turned around to look at the man who was staring angrily at him and Erebelle.
“YOU! Get back in here!” The guard shouted, but Erebelle yelled,
“NO! He belongs to me and I am here to retrieve him! Damarias, RUN!”
With that Damarias darted out of the room and into the woods. Erebelle had swung herself on top of him, so they were now running for their lives through the dark woods. Royal officers were chasing after them on horseback, and they were nearly on their tail, but Damarias made a quick turn that only he could fit through and lost them.
“Damarias, I don’t think it’s safe for us to go home now. We’d be better off hiding out here in the woods.” Erebelle said sadly. Damarias flapped his ears to try and cheer her up.
“Well, at least I have you back.” She said and kissed the top of his soft head.

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Hurray, he’s back!! What will happen in Part 6? Stay tuned! 😉

Love,
~Fluffet~

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