Good Friday morning, everyone. Are you ready to celebrate something? Thanks to our host Lexa Cain and her co-hosts: L.G. Keltnerand Tonya Drecker, this is the venue to do just that. So here we go, multiple choice-style:
1. While I took my daughter to her last elementary Sweetheart's dance last Friday, my husband stayed home with our older daughter and made this:
In case you are scratching your head, this is a sculpture of me in my kayak, which led me to ponder which of the following:
(a) my husband has waay too much time on his hands
(b) does my hair really look this bad?
(c) what happened to my legs?
(d) all of the above
2. We went to see our local high school's production of Les Miserables on Saturday. It was so stunning that...
Today, I am hosting Patricia Josephine as she releases her new novel: Abducted Life. I mean, what says Valentine's more than sucking face with an alien vampire? Pucker up!
dream I had that inspiredAbducted Lifewas about a vampire trying to escape
aliens. He had the cliché vampire traits like fangs, but for Abducted Life I wanted Savannah and
Evan's looks to reflect the fact that aliens messed with their genetics to make
them less human––especially in Evan's case. Not so much for Savannah. I had
some ideas in mind and there were a couple real life creatures that really
When it came to Evan and alien vampires, I had one specific animal
in mind: asea lampray. Specifically, it's mouth. I
wanted Evan's changes to be something he had to cover and in doing so would
make him stand out in a crowd. It also had to be horrifying. He shrugs it off
in the story, but it's not an easy change to cope with as he makes it seem.
As for the alien creature, what I had in mind
was something aquatic. I imagined something like the opposite of whales which
breathe oxygen, but can spend hours under water. These creatures can spend
hours on land, but only breathe underwater and hold their breath when out of
the water. But since Evan is human and breathes oxygen, he can't breathe
underwater. If he had been a fish spliced with this creature that'd be a
different story. ;) Also, imagine something with a body like a crocodile, but
the scaly skin isn't as rough.
Savannah Janowitz’s perfect life was destroyed the night she and her boyfriend vanished without a trace. When she reappears a year later––alone––she’s a shell of her former self. Robbed of her popularity and her boyfriend, she has no memory of what happened to her. Savannah struggles to move forward as strange, new abilities manifest.
Evan Sullivan never gave extra-terrestrials much thought until the night he and Savannah were abducted. While Savannah’s memory was wiped clean, he remembers every horrific detail. Constantly reminded of the experiments that made him less than human, Evan hides in the shadows and watches Savannah rebuild her life without him.
But neither can let the other go.
When their paths cross, Savannah and Evan finally see a glimmer of their old lives return. As they face what happened to them, they soon discover they aren’t safe. There’s more to fear than what’s hiding in the stars.
Patricia Josephine never set out to become a writer. In fact, she never considered it an option during high school and college. She was all about art. On a whim, she wrote down a story bouncing in her head. That was the start of it and she hasn't regretted a moment. She writes young adult under the name Patricia Lynne.
Patricia lives with her husband in Michigan, hopes one day to have what will resemble a small petting zoo, has a fondness for dying her hair the colors of the rainbow, and an obsession with Doctor Who.
The weeks are just flying by, aren't they? It's Friday again. Time to think back and find the little things that gave our week a boost. Hosted by the amazing Lexa Cain along with her co-hosts: L.G. Keltnerand Tonya Drecker.
1. Woke up to this:
I even got to shovel off the driveway for a few minutes. Good times. What do you think, Dove?
She thinks the birds look good in snow. Tasty, even.
2. Speaking of tasty things, my husband brought home a wonderful treat yesterday from BJ's (which is like Costco). As much as I adore snow, munching on these was like snacking on summer. So good.
It's time once again to lift the covers on our beds of insecurity and reveal what monsters lurk underneath, gnashing their teeth. Or, if you'd rather, answer the following question:
How has being a writer changed your experience as a reader?
Sometimes I feel like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, watching as Toto runs over to that curtain and drags it back, revealing the "Wiz" pulling levers and punching buttons. I notice the author laying the groundwork for a conflict. I spot the romantic interest the moment that character is introduced. My mind leaps ahead of the narrative, guessing at what surprise twists are coming chapters before they unfold.
This can be annoying, or it can make me feel smart. Most of the time I'd rather get lost in the narrative and not identify the elements as they come into play. On the other hand, after years of working on my own stories, I recognize the beauty of great writing and relish it.
In order to spend more time visiting other blogs, I'll go ahead and post this a bit early this week. Do you have some accomplishments to celebrate? Pop on over to see Lexa Cain and join us for this Friday blog hop. Her co-hosts: L.G. Keltnerand Tonya Drecker.
1. My younger daughter, a violin player, participated in a solo-fest last Saturday. Here's the deal. The kids learn and practice a solo and scales. They play these, along with a never-seen-before piece (a.k.a. sight-reading), in front of a judge, by themselves, with no parent or music teacher in the room. Then they get a score. Sounds terrifying to me, but she did great, earning a high score. She was the only one from her elementary school to participate and I am super proud. She's ten.
2. There's still some snow on the ground, like an inch maybe. But I want more!
3. I got a massage yesterday and had so many knots in my neck the therapist had to give up because of time limits. So that means I should go back, like, really soon, right? (Thanks, Mom, for the gift certificate--you rock!)
Okay, time to see how writing affects the reading habits of others. Do you or your kids play an instrument? Any snow where you live? Ever gotten a massage?
It's Friday once again. We've survived one week so far with our new president. How are you coping? Building a fall-out shelter? Pleasantly surprised by his work ethic? None of the above? Well, let's stop and celebrate the small things, shall we? Thank you to our awesome host,Lexa Cain, and cohosts: L.G. Keltnerand Tonya Drecker.
1. Last Friday, I had a blast participating in the I Survived Blogfest for Chyrs Fey's release of Tsunami Crimes. This week I get to ask a question to the author:
How did you research tsunamis? Did the
stories from the 2004 (Thailand) or 2011 (Japan) have an impact on your
I checked out books from my local library
about natural disasters and took notes about tsunamis and how they work. One
book I read was I Survived the Japanese
Tsunami, 2011 by Lauren Tarshis. This book was really good, perfect for
kids. I actually bought it for my nephew, who was reading these books at
school. When he showed me one, I decided to take a look and came across the
story about the Japanese Tsunami.
I also read two books with first-hand
accounts from tsunami survivors. Their stories were powerful. Clothing was
ripped right off of their bodies. One woman saw a neighbor shouting for her to
help, but this woman knew if she let go of the tree, she’d die. And a young
girl lost her whole family.
The movie The Impossible, based on the Thailand tsunami, was by far the best
source of research for me. Although the wave in the movie wasn’t “real,” I was
able to see what a tsunami looked like and what happened to someone caught in
one. It’s shocking, to say the least.
Nate Berkus’ survival story that I heard on
Oprah after the Thailand tsunami also made a big impact. Nate Berkus, an
interior decorator, was vacationing in Sri Lanka with his partner, when the
2004 tsunami hit. Nate and Fernando Bengoechea clung to a telephone phone. Then
Fernando was swept away. Sadly, he was never found.
The other story that stuck with me was
supermodel Petra Nemcova’s survival. She gripped a palm tree for eight hours.
And she had a broken pelvis.
All of this made a huge impact on my
writing, and my life.
Beth and Donovan have come a long way from Hurricane Sabrina and the San
Francisco earthquake. Now they are approaching their wedding day and anxiously
waiting to promise each other a lifetime of love. The journey down the aisle
isn’t smooth, though, as they receive threats from the followers of the
notorious criminal, Jackson Storm. They think they’ll be safe in Hawaii, but
distance can’t stop these killers. Not even a tsunami can.
This monstrous wave is the most devastating disaster Beth has ever
faced. It leaves her beaten, frightened. Is she a widow on her honeymoon? As
she struggles to hold herself together and find Donovan, she’s kidnapped by
Fearing her dead, Donovan searches the rubble and shelters with no luck.
The thought of her being swept out to sea is almost too much for him to bear,
but the reality is much worse. She’s being used as bait to get him to fall into
a deadly trap.
If they live through this disaster, they may never be the same again.
2. We had an interesting week, weather-wise. Mild temperatures and incredibly fog all weekend and then, BAM!, snowstorm on Tuesday. Sadly, it has all melted. Wahh!! At least I have the photos:
The boardwalk at Charlotte Beach, Rochester, NY
The pier at Charlotte Beach, Rochester, NY
(You can barely make out the tower at the end.)
Our front yard trees.
Same place, different view.
3. And last Friday, we went to hear the Rochester Philharmonic play along with classic Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Road Runner, and Pepe La Pew cartoons. So amazing. (And so loud!) My favorite was the Barber of Seville.