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Books: Sci-Fi and Fantasy for the Winter

Winter Reads

Thanksgiving is officially over (it went very well, thank you!) and I finished putting up my Christmas things on Sunday.  It’s cold here – in the 40s – and I’m hoping it quits soon because I own, like, 2 sweaters that are actually warm and weren’t bought for pretty.  Next weekend is when all the Christmas events start happening in my town.

There’s no way it will snow here, though.  So in the absence of actual snow, I need literary snow.  And for some reason, all my favorite winter books have a fantastical component.  Here are three that you should read, if you like this sort of thing:

Landline: A Novel, by Rainbow Rowell: Georgie McCool has always put her career as a scriptwriter front and center, and her husband Neil has picked up the slack.  When she and best friend Seth have the chance to pitch the script of their lifetime, if they can write it in five days, Georgie knows Neil will be upset.  But he’ll probably roll with Georgie’s assessment that they can’t bring the girls to his family’s house for Christmas like they planned.  Georgie didn’t forsee that Neil would be more than pissed.  He takes the girls to his parent’s house, leaves Georgie in California, and then is strangely unavailable.  Frantic, Georgie calls Neil from an old rotary phone in her bedroom to find that she’s dialed 20 years in the past.  But can she save her marriage from decades away?

Wintersmith (Tiffany Aching), by Terry Pratchett: Tiffany Aching accidentally joins the dark mummer’s dance, and then has to contend with Jack Frost, who thinks she’s his new girlfriend.  Embarrassing snowflakes in Tiffany’s shape, a cornucopia spilling out all sorts of things you just don’t want, the Nac Mac Feegles, and relations with the human boy Tiffany has a thing with are just some of the problems she faces.  But now that Tiffany has dethroned the goddess of spring, will Summer ever come again?

The Left Hand of Darkness, by Ursula K. LeGuin: Genly Ai has agreed to go as an emissary to the planet deemed Winter to see if he can get them to join the ecumenical society of planets.  It is first contact, and Genly is more than aware that he could be killed or imprisoned.  Winter is a world where most humans there are genderless until they mate, and over the course of a lifetime can be both male and female.  The planet is as unforgiving as it’s icy landscape, with a strange code of behavior called shifgrethor, and Genly is getting nowhere with his quest.  He places his trust in Prime Minister Estraven, who is then accused of treason and cast out of the kingdom.  But Genly and Estraven meet again in a work camp on the outskirts of civilization, and together they undertake a perilous journey over icy wastelands so that they can be free.

 

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A Cheater Post

Can’t write… NaNoWriMo.  And also, 15 people for Thanksgiving at my house.  It’s the most we’ve ever done, and we’re BUSY.  Word count is 47,000 as of yesterday, and I’m poised to win if I just keep on trucking…

So, instead of the usual thing, please enjoy this gallery of photos from that time Brian and I went to the pumpkin patch.  I’ll be back to regular programming next week, when Nano is over and I’m not totally insane.

You know, a little insane.  Just not totally.

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Finally Fall

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I’m feeling fairly unable to write this week.  Probably because I’ve been keeping up a 3,000+ words a day schedule in order to catch up with Nanowrimo (it’s going okay!).  But maybe also because I’m always of the opinion that you shouldn’t be that political on the internet and this week is all about politics of the angry, screamy kind.

So instead, let’s talk home stuff.

This is the season when I get to be more of a homebody than ever.  Brian and I upgraded our couch to a new one (it was more than time), and the new thing is nail head-studded, linnenish, and has these shiny round furniture feet.  Best of all, it has a chaise so Brian and I can lounge all over each other when we’re watching TV.  It matches the dining set we bought last year pretty well, too.  So, basically we’re looking stylish.  I’m already drooling over curtains.

We re-arranged our bedroom last weekend, too.  It feels bigger and more cozy simultaneously.  This house has so much more room than our last tiny apartment, so I raided everyone’s art stash when we moved in (and by everyone’s, I mean my mother’s), hoarded any frames I could get my grubby fingers on, and got creative with fancy paper, posters, internet print-outs, and cut up calendars.  It still wasn’t enough to fill the bedroom.  I remedied that this weekend.  My favorite is a print of a boat on a lake with a starry sky behind it that says “It was beautiful, but difficult, to sail it.” It’s a Tolstoy quote, from Anna Karenina.  I can’t seem to find the translation I used now, but here is the whole quote from a different version:

“At every step he experienced what a man would experience who, after admiring the smooth, happy motion of a boat on a lake, he finds himself sitting in it himself.  He found that it was not enough to sit quietly without rocking the boat, that he had constantly to consider what to do next, that not for a moment must he forget what course to steer or that there was water under his feet… it was pleasant enough to look at it from the shore, but very hard, though very delightful, to sail it.”

It makes me warm every morning, waking up to it.

I have the ukulele out, and I’m learning new Thanksgiving songs.  I’ve been madly scouring the internet for chords to “Plenty to be Thankful For,” from Holiday Inn, but can’t find anything I don’t have to pay for.  We’re having dinner at my house, and I’m making pickles (among other things – but the pickles are new – from Jack-At-A-Pinch’s recipe).  The Roger’s Red grapevine is just starting to turn a little pinkish around one or two of the leaves.  The oranges in the grove across the street are turning bright again, and this means that the stand down the street will have them for sale again soon.  We had the first fire in the fireplace last weekend.

Now if only I can manage to serve the turkey on time this year, my contentment will be complete… (I should clarify that by “I,” I mean I’ll be helping Brian with the timing.  I have large amounts of freak-out when I try and prepare the dead bird for roasting, or attempt to carve the thing, so he’s the official cook, because he’s awesome).

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Plenty of Fish: It’s Up!!!

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My story is up on Bewildering Stories this morning as part of issue 644!! Yay!

Plenty of Fish is a story about a 1920s-ish alternate universe where a school of fish comes out of the sky once a year and  children at an institute are taught to catch one.  It’s about failure and expectation, and Brian calls it “heartbreaking.”

The other stuff in the issue is CRAZY good, too.  I’m proud to be part of this talented group.  Go check it out!

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Easterbay and Nanowrimo

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I’ve been SO BAD about posting this week. It’s because I’m an idiot and I tried to do NaNoWriMo without a full outline even though I know better.

Nano is easy if you do it exactly right, and impossible if you do it even a bit wrong, I have found.

On day 10 I scrapped the whole thing, wrote an outline, and am now attempting to catch up. That’s 2000+ words per day now to end up with a full 50,000 word draft at the end of it. I’m still keeping the old words in the count for morale, but I’m not sure it’s working… Morale is low today.  Yesterday morale was high, though. Ugh.

So: Can’t talk, must Nano.

In the mean time, here’s an excerpt of the good portion. And a link to my Pinterest mood board for the thing so you can see what I’m working on is here: .

Easterbay:

I was just dragging the gate over the sandy roadway, preparing to click the lock together, when he stepped out of the trees.

I say “he” because he stood upright as a human would, on two cloven feet.  His bottom half was wooly, but his top was human.  He wore a leather bomber jacket and a knit cap with horns peeking through, and he looked for all the world at first like a cheeky fisherman, the sort who loitered down at the docks.  Only the cheeky fishermen down by the docks had either turned soldier or weren’t young.

“Hey!” he said.

I’m afraid I startled, and dropped the padlock into the dust.  I stood.

“Yes?” I said, slowly.

“Yourn the newest witch, right?”

“No,” I said.  “I mean, I live in the house, but I’m not a witch or anything.  I can’t do magic.”

He scoffed at me.  “Anyone can do magic, even you mortal folk.  That isn’t what I’m talking about.  You’ve taken Her place, haven’t you?”

“Gran’s?  Vega Gay?”

“That’s the one,” he said.

“I don’t know.  I guess I have,” I said.

“Then yourn the new witch.” He nodded at me.

“Can I help you?” I said.

“No, but maybe I can help you.  This time it’s free.  Next time it’ll cost ya.”

“I don’t know what you could possibly tell me at this point…”

“They’re meetin’,” he said.  “That’s wha’ I came to tell ya.  On Samhain, they’re meetin’.”

“Who?” I said.

“Who… as if ya didn’t know.  Them.  The Fae-folk.  The little people.  The Winter court.  Haven’t elected a king in years, but they’re going to.  Thought you’d like to know.”

“What’ll it cost me?” I said.

“Huh?”

“Next time.  What will it cost me?”

“A chocolate bar,” he said.  “Maybe two.  Depends on the information I got.”

“Sure,” I said.  “Sure…”

“Nice doing business with ya,” he said.  And then he turned and swaggered off into the forest again.

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Writer’s Block is Not a Myth

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Because it’s Nano time, I’m thinking about the writing process a bit more than usual…

There is a lot of mystery around writing that isn’t necessarily good for those who are trying to learn the craft, I think.  Learning how to write is full of cliché, bad advice, myth, and superstition.  One of my biggest pet-peeves, one I see all the time, is this idea that Writer’s Block doesn’t exist.  Or to quote Terry Pratchet (sigh: I like him so much – why does he have to be so wrong?) “There’s no such thing as writer’s block. That was invented by people in California who couldn’t write.”

I think it’s not just silly, but actually harmful to deny the existence of Writer’s Block.  Although full disclosure: I do live in California.

Why?

Oh good, I’m glad you asked.  Here is the answer: If we pretend that there is no such thing, then we never learn how to overcome it and/or may feel like a failure if we do experience it.  Let’s be honest.  The creative process doesn’t need any extra help in making us personally feel like failures.

Learning how to overcome writer’s block is a fundamental part of being a writer.  There are always going to be times when your story isn’t working and you have no idea what to do next.  The blank page is sometimes the most anxiety-inducing thing you can encounter.  Being a writer is mastering that fear and angst, wrestling with the inability to do something, and to win.

Incidentally, I think this is why seasoned writers claim there isn’t any such thing.  Because they’ve become so adept at tricking themselves out of it that writer’s block doesn’t matter much anymore to their output.

So…  How do you, a fledgling author, win against Writer’s Block?  Like much writing advice, it’s different for everyone.  But here’s a host of things you can try that might do the trick and snap you out of it, and most of these have worked for me.

1)      Lock yourself in a room with nothing but your writing implement of choice (pen and paper? Laptop?) and don’t let yourself out until you’ve been in there a couple of hours.  This is the one that works best for me.  It only takes fifteen-twenty minutes before I get bored out of my mind and start putting things on paper.  Eventually, the stuff I put on paper gets good and starts to feel like regular writing, as opposed to the forced kind.  This DOES NOT work if you bring in anything else with you.  No smartphone, no internet, no games, nothing.

2)      Work on something else.  I don’t know about you, but I always have 12 billion ideas brewing half-formed somewhere.  If I’m stalled on whatever I’m currently writing, I will often find that something else is just flowing prettily along and I can get a lot of writing done on that other thing.  Don’t be afraid to swap back and forth as long as you’re still finishing what you start eventually.

3)      Take a break and live some life.  Ever gone to a museum and suddenly felt like creating a whole slew of things?  How about a hike, or a picnic, a walk, or seeing a show?  Get out and do something that isn’t writing and you might find that your well of words has filled back up again.

4)      Take a close look at your story.  Maybe it isn’t something missing in you, but something missing in your work.  I once couldn’t move forward on a story for months before realizing that the character had behaved in a way totally unauthentic to herself – which is why nothing came next.  A quick re-write solved it and got me going again.  Joss Whedon swears by cutting his favorite scene and seeing where that takes him forward.  I had a professor who was huge on rearranging paragraphs and chapters when stuck.  Keep the original if you’re worried, sure, but fiddling with things is never a bad move.

5)      Ask yourself what WOULDN’T happen next.  Sometimes it’s easier to see where the right path is when you’ve taken some of the other wrong paths off the table.

6)      Skip to a part where you know what happens.  There are no Fiction Writing Rules.  There is nothing anywhere that says you have to write the thing in any kind of order.  Sometimes if you skip to where you do know what happens and keep going from there, the middle you couldn’t write becomes evident.

7)      Lower the expectations you are putting on yourself.  Nothing you write will ever live up to what the story looks like in your head.  That’s okay.  In fact, that’s how it should be.  The best news for you is this: you can write the worst prose in the entire world and it is just between you and that white piece of paper, if you want it to be.  Being bad at something is the first step to being good at something, and that’s all you need to do right now.  Take that first step.

Hopefully this post will help, at least a little bit.  Writer’s block is only catastrophically bad if you let yourself imagine that because of it you can’t produce.  Otherwise, it’s just an unpleasant part of the job of Writer.  What it isn’t is a myth, or something else you should feel failure about for experiencing.

Best of luck on your latest work.  I know I’ll need luck on mine – Nano word count as of this morning is 7522.  For the first time this month, I’m behind.  Time to take some of my own advice!

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Fall, Daylight Savings, and Exhaustion

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Oh man, it’s Monday and time for a blog entry again, isn’t it?  I’ve been a bit out of it, and Daylight Savings doesn’t help…

Last week I presided over a huge extravaganza of events at my work.  2 days of a cadre of complex stuff.  It all was terribly exhausting, but went well.  I also got to work from the President’s kitchen on Thursday.  That was definitely the highlight of my time at Scripps so far.  Her house is BEAUTIFUL, and we used it as home base for our event guests since we’re between presidents and no one is actually living there right now.  It’s an understatement to say that it was lovely. Catering had left fresh flowers everywhere.

In the middle of that crazy was the Chapman Pumpkin Carving Contest.  Brian’s department had won for 3 years in a row, but everyone was SO BUSY this year.  They usually get planning about a month before everything happens.  This year they had a few days.  On the nights I wasn’t working late, Brian and I stayed up and made Memorial Hall (where the President’s Office is located) out of poster board so a mini-DeLorean could time travel onto the campus and they could pass out “Save Memorial Hall” pamphlets.  They defended their title, so they’ve now been winners for 4 years running.  I’m officially married to an award winning fellow, several times over.

Prizes were Harry and David pears… Brian brought me 2 of them as a thanks for mini-buildings.  I do not know why those pears are the best things in the entire universe, but they are.  I ate the second one for breakfast this morning.

I am now smack in the middle of NaNoWriMo.  It’s going well – so far, I’m ahead.  Crazy, right?  I’m never ahead.  I think the fact that the book is all in Epistolary form is helping me.  It’s easy to write several billion letters.  And if I need to cut out half those letters in the future, it’s also easy to do.  I’ll tell you right now, though… I’ve been doing one Scrivener chapter for each letter and my sidebar looks NUTS, it’s so full.

That’s about all from the realm of Caseyville.  I have not had nearly enough cuddle time with the kitten lately.  The weather is finally cooling off a bit here, though.  I have optimistically bought firewood. I’m determined to have a fall, whether the California drought lets me or not…

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NaNoWriMo Advice:

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I wrote last week about my own journey to Nanowrimo.  I wanted to do a second post, though, about some recommendations that I have for sticking it through.  I’m feeling like a veteran at this since it’s my 5th year and all (and I’ve done Camp a couple of times too).  This is my guide to thirty days of writing insanity, specially geared towards first-timers.

  1. Let your family and friends know, and recruit a cheering section. You’re going to be spending a LOT of time alone with your computer.  Make sure everyone knows it’s because you’re an intrepid novelist and not because you hate them or are suddenly feeling anti-social.  Other bonuses include motivating guilt when people ask you how it’s going and you’re inevitably behind, possible dinners and/or candy brought to you by sympathetic pals, and encouragement when you’re feeling deep in the dumps because it’s not working out.  If you don’t have that kind of support system at home, the message boards can be a great stand-in.  So can writer meet-ups.
  2. DO NOT GO IN WITHOUT A PLAN. No, really.  I know there’s this awesome debate about planners vs pantsers and that it’s equally legitimate to be either.  If this is your first rodeo, DO NOT go in without a plan of some kind.  You don’t have to have a detailed outline like a “planner” would, but you should at least know in your head the beginning, some of the middle, and where it will end.  If it’s your first novel-writing experience, I recommend that you steal a plot.  I know that sounds bad at first glance, but it’s totally legit. All you have to do is pick your favorite tale, set it in a different time period, and write away.  A Macbeth/Mean Girls mashup where they murder the alpha-girl, A steampunk Odyssey in a dirigible balloon (one-eyed aliens, anyone?), a Sleeping Beauty on a far-away planet, where she’s incased not in briars but in ice… the options are endless.  Pick a story you know well, and mess with the wheres and whens.  You will thank me in week 2 when the Hatred hits.
  3. Be prepared for the week 2 Hatred. I always think I’m prepared for week 2.  And then I’m always surprised by how authentically and genuinely I loathe the story I’m writing.  You don’t have to like it, you just have to write it.  I recommend the pep talks on the Nanowrimo website at this point, especially Neil Gaiman’s.  Bribery and punishment also work for some.  Although I’ve never used them, I have heard great things about Write Or Die and Written Kitten.  Keep going.  Do not ditch this in favor of another idea.  You will hate it less in a few days, and if you have stolen a plot you probably know how to get to the next thing that happens.  If you have not stolen a plot, you may be feeling at this point like you’ve exhausted all your creativity and/or like your story has gone off the rails.  For this problem, try adding something completely unexpected, something from the prompt message boards on the Nano site, OR just skip to that part that happens super far in the future but that you’re looking forward to writing.  No one said you had to write the book in the right order.
  4. For the love of God, do not re-read your work! It will only end in tears. And in less writing.  There’s plenty of time after Nano to fix whatever isn’t working.  Whatever you do, just keep going and ignore the rest.  Also, this makes draft 2 really fun when you find the horrible things you’ve written and you laugh at yourself.
  5. Make the most of your weekends. Work will get crazy.  Relatives will fly in for Thanksgiving.  You will have that thing that night that you can’t get out of.  It will happen, and the word count mounts up so fast that it will seem impossible for you to ever catch up.  Use your weekends to pad your word count.  Even if you can’t get those extra words in on both days, you will usually have one day to really crank it out.  Make the most of these times and you will keep yourself sane (okay, sane-ish).
  6. It’s possible to write more than you think it is. I did 9,000 words one day.  My shoulders ached and my brain felt pretty fried at the end, but I caught myself up with some word count to spare.  If you had asked me before I did it, I would have said that 3,000 a day was my absolute upward limit.  You are capable of more than you think if you push yourself hard.  Who ever said that winning was easy?
  7. Don’t be too hard on yourself. Give it your all, certainly, but it’s useful to remember a few things along the way.  #1 is that no one will ever see this draft.  It will be bad.  It will be the worst thing you have ever written sometimes.  You are still lapping the people on the couch who have never written a novel, and anyway, all you want is something you can edit.  It’s SUPPOSED to be bad.  If it isn’t bad, you aren’t doing it right.  #2 is that Nano isn’t for everyone.  Not everyone is capable of working like that, and that’s okay.  You are a winner if you wrote more words than you would have otherwise this month, and that’s all that matters.  This is also the reason you should keep going once you start, even if you definitely aren’t going to make it to 50,000.  More words are better words.  Quantity over quality forever! (or at least until draft 2).  #3 is to ignore everyone else’s word count on the message boards.  I’ll tell you right now that those people who have 20,000 words  of a novel on day 2 are either professionals with dozens of books in print, super humans, or lying.  Run your own race against yourself, and just know that the rest of us are mad at those overachievers for blowing the bell-curve too.

So that’s all I’ll say today.  Any other advice I have is probably specific for my writing style anyway.  I leave you to enjoy the Viking hats, the traveling shovel of death, to get acquainted with Mr. Ian Woon, and otherwise revel in the explosion of words that happens every November.  Best of luck!

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Some Housekeeping Stuff (Blog, not my actual house)

Hi Everyone,

In the interest of full-disclosure I would like to let you know that I’ve signed up to be an Amazon Affiliate.

I signed up because I think this could be a mutual benefit type of situation.  I already do a lot of book reviews, and a seasonal reading list several times a year.  Adding a few links to those posts will allow you to see immediately which books I’m talking about and get them if you want them.  No ambiguity.  If you don’t want them, I’ll be sure to keep links inconspicuous enough to ignore.

I will, of course, mention that links are Affiliate links on all the entries that I do.  I just also didn’t want to be one of those kids who tries to slip it in under the radar with nothing but a disclaimer in TINY text at the bottom.  I promise to keep my promise to all my followers to love you forever and never post spam.

This has been a housekeeping blog entry.  You may now return to your regularly scheduled weekend.  My regularly scheduled weekend has book t-shirts in it, in case you were wondering.  🙂

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On My Love for NaNoWriMo

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This is my annual “I’m doing Nanowrimo” post.  I am, like hundreds of thousands of other people on the internet, going to write a novel in a month.  It’s a giant writing party on the internet and we’re all invited.  You too!  It’s both easier and harder than you think it will be…

I’ll be honest in saying that this might not be the best choice for me.  I currently have 3 Nano drafts that I consider good enough to edit, and so far I’ve only managed to touch one and a half of them.  I’ve been participating since 2011.  I’m about to have a 4th draft of something I probably won’t edit for ages and ages.  It seems a little silly to drop everything else and Nano for a month.  But I’m compelled, you know.  There can’t be a huge writing party on the internet without me.  I get angsty if I don’t join in.

I don’t talk about imposter syndrome much, but there’s a reason that I’m 33 years old and I haven’t pursued writing seriously until about 4 years ago.  I don’t remember where I read it, and I’m sure the thing would strike me differently if I were to read it today, but in a forward in one of my favorite books was an essay.  It mentioned people who grew up in a literary environment, and how they are different from actual writers.  People who grew up in a literary environment, the essay said, probably read a lot as children.  Maybe there were writers in their family (there are several in mine – my grandfather’s bread and butter was covering the Celtics for the Christian Science Monitor), maybe there were lots of books around everywhere.  But in any case, these people dabbled in writing, were bad at it, and didn’t have the stamina to have a writing career.  These were people who liked books, sometimes scribbled things down, and left it at that.  I compiled this essay in my mind together with all the writing advice that basically says “if you can help it at all, do something REAL with your life,” and I left those half-formed scribblings in my notebooks.

4 years ago, I participated in my first Nanowrimo.  A bunch of my friends were doing it, and there’s nothing I like more than a silly challenge that lets me brag about things – especially things like having written a novel.

I signed up, and a flood unleashed.

By the end I knew things.  I had no skills, I had nothing but a small way with words, and yet I had the HABITS of a writer.  By the end of the month, that 1600 words a day was easy to crank out.  I kept going after November.  I signed up to minor in English so that I could get a bit more of a handle on the skill part of things.  I can help it.  I don’t have to write.  I am a product of a literary environment.  All of those things are true.  But it’s also true that Nanowrimo made a writer of me.  I am certain that this novel would never have been written, that the other two novels I’m dying to get my fingers into would never have been conceived, let alone exist as first drafts, had I not joined that crazy no-stakes contest in November 2011.  I am now pursuing a writing career with determination.

The best part?  I get to relive the magic again once a year.  And that’s why, despite the fact that I’m in a terrible place to drop everything for a month, I’m going to Nano my heart out.

Consider joining us?  It’s not for everyone, I admit.  Brian, for instance, is driven insane by the timeline.  He would rather take a week to have a perfect chapter than take a month to have the worst draft ever written.  But if you’ve ever wanted to write a novel, sometimes the kamikaze way is excellent.  It was excellent for me.

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