Sunday, November 27, 2016
NaNo Fatigue
Before I can be accused of a falsehood, I want to admit I did not participate in the official NaNo this year. However, that doesn't mean I spent the month of November in a turkey-induced fog. I was up against a deadline that I rashly proposed to my new publisher and had until the end of November to turn my manuscript in to them. When I get to the polishing stage, words are more often deleted than inserted, so I knew there was no way I could do NaNo and commit myself to writing 50,000 words in a month's time.
But I met my deadline, with even a couple days to spare. Now comes the waiting game, while the manuscript, my shiny new story, gets reviewed and either accepted or rejected by the publisher. Fingers are crossed, but if it's rejected by them, I have other avenues available to me. I know that now, after four years in this business.
I do have a bit of writer's fatigue, though, which many writers experience in December, after a frantic month of NaNo writing. I'm taking the month to just do some research for my next series. I have a lot of ground to cover, since the subject matter isn't something I'm all that familiar with, other than a love for antique, heirloom roses. And rose hip tea. I'll take my time and become as comfortable as I can in an 1800s greenhouse exploding with hybrid roses. And Scottish lochs. Lochs and Roses. Should be a fun way to spend December, instead of existing in gloomy, snowy Ohio.
I also have three releases in December, which must be promoted. First up is the big bundle of all the books in the Cotillion Ball series, followed by Love's In The Cards, my contemporary Christmas novella. Then, I'll end the year with another historical, Dance With Destiny, cover still being designed, about a half-Ojibwa Indian and the white family he assists while the husband is off fighting the Civil War. My family had a story handed down over the years about having an Indian somewhere in our genealogy, which was mentioned by many who were researching various branches of the family tree. A DNA test a year ago put an end to the rumors, since it showed no trace of American Indian blood. But if so many had heard the story, and my ancestors shared claims of school harassment due to their Indian heritage, there must be some grain of truth to the story. Dance With Destiny offers up one explanation. I hope you'll enjoy it, and my other efforts from the year.
And next year? Hopefully, my story will be accepted by my publisher and I'll get to promote it. And I hope to write two of the new series. See you on the moors!
Sunday, November 20, 2016
Happy Thanksgiving
It's been a busy year for me and my family, so there's no better way to end it than to take a step back and be thankful.
I'm thankful my family is relatively healthy.
I'm thankful I'm able to write what I want and to try out new genres and publishing platforms. A Regency Yuletide is my first foray into the world of indie publishing. And my first foray into writing a Regency. It won't be the last.
I'm thankful Pat, the sister who lives with me, remembers to be quiet in the morning so I can write. Mary, my dog, still hasn't learned that lesson.
I'm thankful I can end the year on a high note, with a contemporary Christmas novella, a super bundle of all the Cotillion books, and an American historical set at the outbreak of the Civil War, all coming out in December.
For those of my fellow authors who are taking part in NaNoWriMo, the month is nearly over, and you can be thankful your goal is in sight, but your work isn't done. Here are a few words of encouragement from Stephen King.
So, how about you? What are you thankful for?
I'm thankful my family is relatively healthy.
I'm thankful I'm able to write what I want and to try out new genres and publishing platforms. A Regency Yuletide is my first foray into the world of indie publishing. And my first foray into writing a Regency. It won't be the last.
I'm thankful Pat, the sister who lives with me, remembers to be quiet in the morning so I can write. Mary, my dog, still hasn't learned that lesson.
I'm thankful I can end the year on a high note, with a contemporary Christmas novella, a super bundle of all the Cotillion books, and an American historical set at the outbreak of the Civil War, all coming out in December.
Dance With Destiny Cover? |
For those of my fellow authors who are taking part in NaNoWriMo, the month is nearly over, and you can be thankful your goal is in sight, but your work isn't done. Here are a few words of encouragement from Stephen King.
So, how about you? What are you thankful for?
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Combing Colonial Williamsburg For Answers
I am pleased to have as my guest today a good friend and fellow historical author, Elizabeth Meyette. She has written several books centering on the Revolutionary War in America. Since any historical author will tell you doing exhaustive research to make your work authentic takes almost as much time as writing the book, if not more, any new tricks on how to cut down on the time needed are appreciated. Today, Elizabeth shares with us what she had hoped to accomplish on a work vacation to Williamsburg, VA.
Welcome, Elizabeth!
On a recent visit to Colonial Williamsburg, I was immersed
in the patriotic fervor of our Founding Fathers (and Mothers). We spent a week
visiting historical sites, chatting with tradespeople in shops, attending
reenactments, and visiting Yorktown. A perfect “work-cation” for an author.
My goal for this research trip was to answer five questions
I had while working on my WIP, Love’s
Courage. This is the third book in my American Revolution series. Jenny
Sutton and Andrew Wentworth are secondary characters in Love’s Spirit, the previous book, and they hounded me with their
story until I finally sat down to write it. Now they give me the stink-eye if I
linger at breakfast too long. #amwriting!!
So here are my five questions and what I discovered.
Were
there bakeries in colonial cities?
Since this book involves George Washington’s Citizen Spy
Network, where could messages be exchanged? My idea was to have messages hidden
in loaves of bread, perhaps placed intentionally on a certain shelf behind the
counter or displayed in the window. When Jenny arrived, she would ask for the
certain loaf using a code word. After a few times, the baker would recognize
her and immediately hand over the secret loaf.
Answer:
There were no bakeries. People baked their own bread in the kitchens behind the
main house.
Was
a man’s hat called a tricorn?
During a critique session, my critique partners had never
heard the term “tricorn.” I explained that it was the three-cornered hat men
wore in the colonial era. I thought it was a very common term used in
historical fiction. I’m sure I saw it somewhere—I couldn’t make that up!
Answer:
When I visited the tailor shop, the tailor informed me that they did not use
the term “tricorn” until the 19th century. So Andrew would not have
“thrown his tricorn on the pier.” He would have “thrown his cocked hat on the
pier.” Well,…okay, but I really like tricorn.
Where
was the pier in Yorktown in colonial day?
Love’s
Courage opens with Jenny sailing away on the Destiny, to return to her ailing father. Andrew is desperately
trying to stop the ship from sailing so he can either join her or talk her into
staying in Williamsburg. I had never visited Yorktown, and I wanted to know the
topography, the “feeling” of the area, and the lay of the land. We spent an
entire afternoon searching for an answer to this question. We visited the
Waterman’s Museum, Black Dog Gallery, and the Yorktown Tavern. No one could
find the answer.
Answer: When
we went to check out Cornwallis’ Cave, there was a wooden sign with an artist’s
rendering of the colonial city. There was the pier! Right where I’d imagined
it! While the pier’s location may not even be mentioned in this scene, it was
important for me to know where it was so I could write the scene as accurately
as possible.
Is
there saltwater in the York River?
Trying to use all five senses in a scene can be tricky, and
sense of smell is one of the most difficult unless someone is cooking or dead.
I wanted to know if Jenny would smell the salty air of ocean water. Could I
describe a “sea spray?” The Yorktown River is very wide here, but would it just
smell like…well, a river?
Answer:
We took a sunset cruise on the three-masted schooner, the Alliance, that evening. From the ship, my view of the shore was what
Jenny would see (minus the contemporary buildings). I felt like I was standing
in her shoes. Yes, a crew member explained, the York River is brackish, meaning
a mixture of river and salt water.
Back
to my first question, if there were no bakeries, where could Jenny exchange
information?
If there were no bakeries, where could Jenny surreptitiously
meet someone with whom she could exchange information? It had to be a public
place that she had reason to visit.
Answer: I
found the perfect spot—the apothecary shop. This was my favorite shop of all. In
colonial days, most people had gardens, making herbal remedies readily
available. If they needed something more exotic, or a mixture of herbs in a
tincture, they went to the apothecary shop. The apothecary wrote prescriptions
that were more like recipes, and filled them. Since Jenny’s father was
seriously injured, it was logical that she would visit the apothecary to get
remedies for him.
The Apothecary Shop |
So, my trip to Colonial Williamsburg and Yorktown was a
rousing success. In addition to finding my answers, I was able to explore the
Raleigh Tavern, drink chocolate in R. Charlton’s Coffeehouse and go on a
nighttime ghost tour. Now, when I’m writing a scene, I can picture Jenny in the
parlour, or riding in a carriage, or surrounded by the spicy aromas in the
apothecary shop.
Thanks to Jenny and Andrew’s urging, Love’s Courage will be available in spring 2017.
Raleigh Tavern |
About the Author
Believer in dreams-come-true and self-confessed
chocoholic, Elizabeth Meyette is the author of four novels. The Cavanaugh House and its sequel, Buried Secrets, are mysteries set in
1968 in the Finger Lakes region of New York State. Love’s Destiny and Love’s
Spirit, are historical romances set in colonial Virginia.
Elizabeth is an Amazon Best-selling author, a
PAN (Published Authors Network) member of Romance Writers of America, a member
of Sisters in Crime and a member of the Society of Children’s Book Writers and
Illustrators.
Before pursuing her writing career full time,
Elizabeth taught English, Journalism, and Library Science/Technology in
Midland, Michigan. After retiring from teaching, Elizabeth embarked on her
writing career full-time and, in addition to her four novels, has published
poetry, magazine articles and her blog site, Meyette’s Musings. A friend said of her, “You haven’t retired, you’ve
refired!” She is currently working on her fifth and sixth novels and three
picture books.
Elizabeth and her husband Richard live in west
Michigan where they enjoy the beauty of the Great Lakes. They have an agreement
that she cannot cook on writing days after he endured burnt broccoli and overcooked chicken. Fortunately, Richard is an excellent cook.
Visit Elizabeth at:
Linked In: https://www.linkedin.com/profile/preview?locale=en_US&trk=prof-0-sb-preview-primary-button
Sunday, November 6, 2016
Mining Stories While Reminiscing
Usually when we get together, someone will tell a story, reminisce about when we were kids and what crazy things we did. I've used some of my own experiences in my writing, most recently documenting a little boy who used to draw on the soles of my shoes during nap time in Love's In The Cards.
And I've used my own family dynamics with my own three sisters in Blame It On The Brontes. We were never really quite as bad, as mad with each other as I wrote in the book, but my memories of growing up with competitive sisters definitely came into play.
My feelings during my own bra-burning days were used when I created Ginger Fitzpatrick, my suffragette from
The Reluctant Debutante. I only wish I could have found a Joseph character as my prize for speaking out for injustice.
I'm hoping one of my siblings will tell a story, relay a memory, recall an event that will spur my creative genie and I'll have a new twist on a story for my work next year. My brother usually starts laughing halfway into his stories and can't finish them. Whatever happens, we usually laugh a lot, hug a lot, and cry a little.
Whatever you've got on your agenda this weekend, be it raking leaves, going to a movie, finally deciding who to vote for, or spending time with your own family, have a blast. As for me, since the clocks are being turned back on Sunday, I get an extra hour with the people I love most.
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