Hello, my Roadling friends! *tackle hug for everyone and also cookies*
It seems to be August.
*cue explosion of the world at this shattering news because it really should still be March*
*tries to recover from the tricks Time has been playing on us this year*
Ahem. Anyways. August.
Aaand that means it’s time for another Ishness since it’s been a couple months since I did one. Or rather, it’s been the-long-month-that-starts-with-Ju, namely June/July which for our purposes I’m calling Junely.
Three things for this post:
- Junely Ishnesses (because you love me and hearing about my oh-so-interesting life)
- Snippets! (From my impromptu Camp NaNo. Because I love you and am nice like that.)
- Also, I’m hiatusing. Kinda.
In brief, July was very busy. I spontaneously did Camp NaNo in July, which I did NOT have time for; plus life was crazy; I’m behind on things like reading and reviewing; the Silmarillion Awards were very busy and bloggy; not to mention I’m recovering from a weeklong sunburn; and I’m just BEHIND and very, very tired.
So! I kind of need a vacation, and the only one I’m going to get is from my self-imposed deadlines etc. like blogging and writing. I’m therefore proposing doing less internet, probably taking a break from blogging here (though I might post reviews on my other blog because I have some of those to catch up on), and taking a writing break.
Essentially, I’m giving myself permission to be online less and hoping to stress myself out less too. So if you see less of me, that will be why.
I’m trying to catch up on a few internet things in the next few days and otherwise cutting back. But I hope to return with some fun blogging topics in September. 🙂 (If not sooner, if I get inspired…) And remember that I’ll probably be reviewing books on the side. Probably.
Onward to the Ishness!
Not a lot of writerliness happened in June… I wrote about a thousand words (including Other Half of Everything fun!) and kinda-sorta decided on what I might write for NaNo this November… maybe. But otherwise, my writerly life was stalling and it was kind of frustrating. Until just before July hit…
Then I spontaneously signed up for Camp NaNo in July (largely due to Sarah; thank you! XD). THIS WAS NOT PART OF MY PLAN. But I’m glad I did. I decided to try an HOURS goal, which I’d never done and is a new feature. I was going to try 15 hours… buuut apparently they only let you put in a number as low as 30 (probably to figure out their graph algorithms or something), so I had to do that.
I made it, but it was hard. It did allow me to make progress on things besides first-draft words, though. I’M A HUGE ADVOCATE OF HOURLY GOALS NOW.
Here’s what I accomplished for Camp:
30 hours total
14,468 new words total
- 7K on 3 short stories
- 5.5K on KW stuff
- 300 words OHE
- 1.5K SilmAwards presentation
- Edited about 45K worth of words
- Finished a short story: Invisible Beauty
- Started The Treasure of A Distant Storm
- Started The Tangled Thicket of Perilous Perrifeld
- Wrote SilmAwards Heroine presentation (counting this; essentially fanfiction. XD)
- Some minor Other Half of Everything snippets
- Major progress on KW2 for the first time in a long time — finished a chapter that had been giving me major trouble, and started another. SO EXCITED.
- Snippet of KW3
- Edited Invisible Beauty
- Edited above other stuff as I wrote it
- Went through all my short stories — including IB — and edited them again (eight stories; nearly 35K total). I’d been meaning to do this for awhile.
- Majorly restructured/re-titled my Starrellian epic fantasy series books — VERY excited!!!!
- Solved some structural problems for a KW novella — yay!
- Various plotting on a few other story ideas
- Indexing some references/notes for KW books and OHE in my writing journals — which I’d been meaning to do for AGES; call it research, since I have oodles of notes spread across several notebooks and needed to find those notes in order to write those stories…
WHEW. I was especially pleased that I could count all those as “official” parts of my writing hours, because many of them are things that were rather time consuming, but I’d been wanting to do, and are equally helpful to my writing as first-draft words are (like major plotting, editing, finding notes). Too often, I only consider ACTUAL words “progress” and sometimes the quality suffers for that. XD The variety also kept it interesting and less overwhelming. I FEEL VERY ACCOMPLISHED AND I’M VERY HAPPY. ^_^ Also exhausted, hence the hiatus, but still happy. 😀
Will share snippets at the end of the post…
In June, I did ALL THE READING and actually finished my Goodreads goal of reading 50 books this year.
In July, I did much less reading because I was doing ALL THE WRITING.
That said, I read these beauties… (Listed in reverse order)
I so enjoyed nearly all of these! My top faves, however, were Where the Woods Grow Wild, Spellsmith and Carver: Magicians’ Rivalry, and Halayda and The Tomb of the Sea Witch (both of which I intend to review soon). So, so good, all four! ❤
- Doctor Strange  — Yes, I finally saw this for the first time! It was… interesting. I loathe hospital scenes on-screen, sooo I wasn’t a fan of a lot of it. *cough* But otherwise, it was quite fun! 🙂 And I loooved the timey things, and the credits-scene with Thor. XD (Also, Holmes from Sherlock and Irene Adler from the Downey Jr. movies. MADE MY DAY.) (Also, also: what’s with Benedict’s non-British accent, though?? THAT’S, LIKE, A CRIME.) (Also, also, also: I want the Cloak of Levitation, please.)
- Superman Returns  — Very… weird, but kind of enjoyable, I guess? Some classic Superman stuff to educate me about Superman. XD *shrug*
- Despicable Me  — Very strange, sometimes annoying, sometimes funny and cute. XD
- Studio C — As per usual. 😛 Matt’s characters are my favorite; he’s hilarious. XD
The biggest thing, of course, for me lately, has been the Silmarillion Awards! Which I had a blast with! 🙂
In the last two months, I also…
- Looked back at the first half of the year’s reading
- Hit 100 posts on my book blog!
- Discussed Writer Ups and Writer Downs
- Presented the Most Epic Fantasy Heroine Silmaril Award (with help from Eowyn and Faramir)
- Reminisced about my favorite, life-defining fantasy series in my Fantasy Tower
And I reviewed these books (click the covers to read the reviews):
I finished my first Bullet Journal, or bjournal as I abbreviate it (since it sounds more Nordic and awesome than BuJo; because banjos and I don’t get on) and started a new one.
This one has a cat on the front, captioned (on the back) “Max, Out on a Limb”. The picture is a fairly accurate depiction of how I feel most of the time. XD
I went kayaking and had a blast save for said dreadful week-long sunburn, so that was fun. 😛 Going to a lake did provide excellent photoshoot opportunities for The Tomb of the Sea Witch which I was reading that weekend though. 😀
I also did something I hadn’t done in a long time: I drew art! Specifically, fan-art for the Ilyon Chronicles contest. I actually had a lot of fun; I should draw more often.
(Disclaimer: before anyone bombards me with “YOU’RE READING THE ILYON CHRONICLES? WHADDAYA THINK???”… I read Half-Blood and started Resistance awhile back and haven’t finished it due to life. I HAVE therefore met Jace and Tyra, however I haven’t read an entire one of the “big” books in the series. So don’t ambush me, please. XD)
And now what you’ve been waiting for (maybe)…
These are an assortment of snippets from various novels and short stories I was working on during Camp. Enjoy!
The Treasure of A Distant Storm (TOADS for short. XD)
“Hallo, Henley,” he said, almost cautiously. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”
Henley found herself sighing. “Neither did I.”
His suppressed excitement burst forth like a hurricane from a mailbox. “You’ve come back to say you’re sorry!” he exclaimed, in raptures.
Henley rewarded him with a glaring frown. “I. Have. Not. Done anything of the sort,” she said icily.
“Oh.” His face fell, then briefly perked hopefully up again. “You’ve come back to have me say I’m sorry?” he suggested uncertainly.
“When I heard you talking it sounded like an argument. Actually like a lovers’ quarrel or . . . ah . . . a . . . er . . . a something . . .” He trailed off as his face turned very white under the glacial stare both other occupants of the room were directing at him. “I’ll just . . . Yeah, I’ll just go.” He vanished and hastily closed the door.
A long Arctic silence built itself like an iceberg between the two occupants of the room.
The Tangled Thicket of Perilous Perrifeld (TTPP for short)
Jenson Hillsong didn’t mind oddness, eccentricity, or tendencies to terrify—much—which was why he had gone to work for Lord Perrifeld as his apprentice.
Lord Perrifeld was not only a prestigious person, he was also an enchanter, and enchanters need apprentices the way large, gnarled, frightening trees need quiet dark shadows.
Jenson rather resembled a quiet dark shadow in his manners and dress, and Perrifeld Manor was up the lane among a great many of such similar large, gnarled, frightening trees, twisting this way and that through the winding fog that drifted through the shadows.
It was just past autumn, and just before winter set on, in the between-time when trees have forgotten their leaves, clouds have not yet remembered the snow, and the air is vaguely considering sending people scurrying for thicker coats soon—but not yet, not yet.
KW2 (“The Secret of Kedran’s Wood”, for the uninitiated)
Up and down some zig-zagging alleys Tare ran, across frozen asphalt with the sound of doomed-to-fall-behind pursuit behind him. Tare knew these streets like the back of his hand; better, since he’d spent more time wandering them than he had staring at his hand (he’d always thought that saying was idiotic; Baz probably loved it).
“Tare happened,” Adrian said curtly.
When school got out on Wednesday, marking the official beginning of the official winter holidays, the Chess Club members had to decide what to do with their new-found freedom. At least, the ones who were still in school did, that is—leaving out Adrian, Mr. Larch, and of course Small Occasion; those three were busy with their jobs, namely: working at the mechanic shop, working at the cafe, and being adorably cute at Mr. Larch’s house while pining for Chess Club members to arrive to play with, respectively.
KW3 (I know, I haven’t even finished book 2… *cough*)
“I swear, if I find out there is even one more secret about you—” Baz warned.
Tare looked at the ceiling. “They’re not secrets. They’re just things I haven’t told you about.”
Tare grinned wryly. “Be my guest.”
“We are. We are,” Baz replied, glancing around at Tare’s home.
“You walked right into that one,” Ivy said, patting Tare’s shoulder as she walked past.
Tare almost imperceptibly tensed briefly, but remained leaning casually against the wall. “Maybe I meant to.”
“But—that would mean—” Ivy began, then broke off and shook her head, dismissing her thought before she finished.
It was too ridiculous to suppose that Tare would ever purposefully create a pun possibility for Baz.
And there you are. How’s your summer going? Thanks for reading, and I will see you again in September — or sooner! 🙂