Monday, December 22, 2014

Water Princess, Chapter 1

I am almost done with Water Princess, Fire Prince. As in, I only have one chapter left, and it's the one where Laura takes them back home. Very bittersweet, but it won't take me long to write. And so, I'm going to celebrate properly by sharing the first chapter. Tomorrow, I'll be back with the first chapter of part two, and hopefully news that I am done. I'd hoped to be done yesterday, but I did get done with the heavy stuff. The last chapter is basically an epilogue, and I'm considering labeling it as such. I'll decide later.

Anyways, the chapter, and your first introduction to the real Clara. (Or something like that. I'm tired. I just went twenty-four hours without sleep. Wait, no, that was Clara and Andrew. Never mind, just read.)
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Chapter 1

  “It is a fact universally acknowledged that a short girl, in the procession of something above her head must be in want of some young man to get it down for her,” Clara stated, as she and her two best friends headed to the pool. “And no matter how far from the case it may be, if it just so happens that her mom has told her to get something that just so happens to be on a shelf above her head, and some guy just so happens to be walking by and sees her, he’s going to offer his help.”
   “Is that so?” Rhoda asked. “You know, you could just let them help you. It would save you a lot of time.”
   Clara rolled her eyes. “I had it handled. I didn’t even need to be on tiptoe to get it. He only offered to help me so that he could be a dashing hero.”
   “Maybe he was just trying to be nice?” Rhoda suggested.
   “You’re a pretty girl,” Kath added. ‘‘And we know that you’re against the thought of boys liking you and all that, but they don’t know, so”
   Clara tossed Kath a glare. “I’m not against boys liking me, it’s just that …”
   “Was he a redhead?” Kath continued, seemingly oblivious. “Because I do know that you are especially against them if they’re not.”
   “Redheads have nothing to do with it,” Clara insisted, with a roll of her eyes. “I’m only fifteen, and I’m not ready to be thinking about things like that, and he was being an unnecessary dashing hero. That’s what I don’t like.”
   “That and the fact that he probably wasn’t a redhead.”
   Rhoda rolled her eyes, “What is it with you and redheads when it comes to Clara?”
   Kath gave an innocent smile.  “It just seems to me that a redhead would be perfect for Clara.  Hey, isn’t one of your cousins a redhead?”
   “Yes,” Rhoda admitted. “Two of them are.”
   Kath nodded. “But Josh is younger than I am, and would certainly not do for Clara.”
   “I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t try to match me up with every redhead we have in our acquaintance,” said Clara, rolling her eyes. “Honestly, I could care less about hair color, and I’ve never even met Rhoda’s cousins. Neither have you, Kath, so knock it off.”
   “But that shall change today,” said Kath, in her best ominous voice.
   “If you keep it up, I can get you an uninvite to the picnic,” Rhoda mentioned.
Kath didn’t respond, as they had reached the pool. Instead, she stripped off her coverup and ran over to the diving board. “Youngest first, right?”
   “How about most obnoxious last?” asked Clara.
   “You know, we could always go shortest to tallest,” Kath mentioned. “That way you go fist, Clara. Although we can achieve the same effect going oldest to youngest, though that would mean I go last.”
   Rhoda sighed. “I can’t believe we go through this every single day. Kath, just get up there and dive, since you’re already there, and then Clara can go, and then I’ll go last. Why must this always be so complicated?”
   “That’s what I’d like to know,” said Kath. And with that, she scrambled up the ladder and dove into the pool.
   “You know,” Clara commented, “it wouldn’t be so bad if I understood why she is so convinced I like redheads.”
   “It’s not as though you’ve ever favored them – you’ve never favored any guy, regardless of his hair color,” Rhoda agreed. “I think she’s just trying to point out that you’re the oldest of us and almost sixteen and never been kissed and all that.”
   “But why redheads?”
   “Three points!” Rhoda shouted, for at that moment, Kath surfaced.
   “Three?” asked Kath, as she climbed out of the pool. “It felt like a better dive than that.”
   “But we’re only in the mood to give you three points,” said Clara, as she marched over to the diving board. “Tough judges today and all that.”
   “Well, enjoy your dive then,” said Kath.
   “Hush, I’m concentrating.”
   Sure, this wasn’t the Olympics, but Clara believed that everything she did should be done like it was done for competition. The three of them participated in enough events, she knew what was expected of her. It didn’t hurt to practice.
   She counted to three, then ran to the end of the board, jumped, and entered the water flawlessly. It was a perfect dive, she knew, though she wasn’t likely to receive a high pointage from those stingy “judges” she had to contend with today. But as she turned to swim upward, she found herself pulled down by some current … but she was in a swimming pool – how was that possible?
   She tried to fight it, but it continued to pull her down. This was very not good. She was going to run out of breath soon – she  could already feel the world around her grow cold. That is what happened when you were dying from lack of oxygen, right? You get colder?
   Just as she was about to pass out from the lack of oxygen – and the cold, seriously, the water was now freezing – she found her head above the water. She sucked in a lungful of bitterly cold air. Then she was under again, but sliding against some sort of bumpy surface.
   She twisted around and tried to get a hold of those bumps – they felt almost like the rocks at the bottom of a very pebbly river – but she was moving too fast, her fingers were too numb, and they were too slippery. This was not funny. Nor was it normal.
   Finally, she got a grip on the stones – she was just going to call them stones – and came to a stop. Pushing herself up, she found that she was in rather shallow water – a good thing. For a moment, she just sat there, sucking in air – ice cold air – and shivering. Once she gathered what she could of her thoughts – it was so cold, thinking clearly was out of the question – she scrambled numbly to her feet.
   She found herself staring up a waterfall. No, literally, a waterfall.  How her swimming pool had turned into a waterfall was beyond her, but here she was.
   Completely weirded out, she turned around, hoping to find some sort of answer. Apparently, she was in the middle of some sort of stream, and it was now winter. When she dove into the pool, it was summer, but there also wasn’t a waterfall. The snow on the banks of the stream was blue, and there was a group of women nearby.
   She stumbled towards the women, and, therefore, the dry land. Sure, it wasn’t likely to be any warmer there, but her toes were already frozen. She needed out of the water.
   As she neared the women, they seemed to draw back at first, and then all of them were helping her out of the water at once. Once she was out of the water, a cloak was thrown around her shoulders, and she was dimly aware of the women chatting quietly, but excitedly among themselves. What she wanted were shoes, but none were offered to her as she was led away from the stream.
   She zoned out and concentrated on not stepping on rocks – she didn’t want to step on any with her feet this cold, and therefore, it wasn’t until they stopped walking when they realized that they were at the gate of some very large stone building. There was a guard standing in front of the gate, giving the women a very disapproving stare.
   “Why have you brought me a half-frozen girl? Lord Erik does not have time to deal with such matters at the moment, and you have fires of your own at your own houses.”
   There were several moments of silence, then one of the women spoke up. “But, sir, she came out of the Waterfall while we were washing laundry – out of the Waterfall, I say – and all of us saw it with our own eyes. She’s the Water Princess!”
   “The Water Princess, you say?” said the Guard, suddenly a bit more interested. “Are you certain?”
   “She came out of the Waterfall, and she’s dressed in strange clothing,” said another of the women. “If she isn’t the Water Princess, I don’t know who could be.”
   “Very well,” said the Guard. “Come with me, young lady. We’ll see if their claim is true.”
   The gate opened, and since the guard seemed to expect her to follow him, she did so. He led her down long, winding hallways covered with lush carpet, which was nice on her feet, but still the chill pervaded her entire being. At last they came to a large room where a dark-haired woman dressed in rich clothing sat at embroidery. And, more importantly, there was a roaring fire.
   Clara ran up to it.
   “Lady Roxanne,” said the Guard, bowing. “I believe that we have finally found the Water Princess.    A group of women brought her half-frozen down from the mountain just now.” With that, he pressed a fist over his heart, bowed slightly, and left the room.
    The woman stood up and approached Clara. “Have you truly come to us at long last?” she asked.
   Clara looked up from the fire and blinked. “What?”
   “Ah, but you are ice cold,” the woman observed. She clapped her hands and a young girl scampered over to her. “Have a hot bath fixed in the in the Blue Room at once.” The girl nodded, pressed a fist over her heart, like the guard had, bowed slightly, and scampered out of the room.
   “I am Lady Roxanne,” the woman said, removing her own scarf from around her neck and wrapping it around Clara’s. “It’s an honor to have you here with us at long last, Water Princess.”
   Clara sneezed. “M-my name’s C-Clara.”
   “Yes, dear, you are the Water Princess, sent to us at long last as answer to our prayers.”
Clara didn’t think the woman quite understood her, but since she was still having trouble understanding herself, she decided not to press the issue. “Where am I?”
   “You are in the castle of my husband, Lord Erik of Upper Klarand,” Lady Roxanne explained.
   “How far is that from Texas?”
   “I’m not sure what you mean,” said Lady Roxanne. “I’ve never heard of such a place. However, if this ‘Texas’ is the favored country from which you came, I would guess that it’s a good ways away, for you surely have come from another world, as did the Leaf Princess and Wind Prince.”
   “The who?”
   “We will explain in time,” said Lady Roxanne, shaking her head. “For now, concentrate on warming yourself, for you will be no good to us if you die of frostbite.”
   Clara didn’t quite like the sound of that, but was too confused to ask questions. Lady Roxanne returned to her embroidery. She continued to thaw out her fingers and toes. Slowly the time eked by, and the girl returned.
   “The Blue Room has been prepared with a bath for the Water Princess,” she announced. She pressed a fist over her heart and bowed towards Clara. “If you would follow me.”

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Let It Go - ROCKS edition

I was doing such a good job of blogging every day for the first week and a half of December. What happened?

Oh, that's right. Water Princess, Fire Prince happened. I've been focusing on that, to push through and just get done with the story. Yeah, I'm at that point. I can smell the done, and now my brain is shutting down and telling me it doesn't want to write anymore.

So I've been powering through, making myself write at least 2,000 words a day. I managed 10,000 over the weekend. I maybe have 10,000 left to go. That's about three or four chapters the way I write them. I know where I'm going. I've got draft 1 right beneath my computer. (I have done some direct copying, I'll admit, but not much). I've reached the part of the story that I've written since The Ankulen. (How do I know this? Handwriting. My Words Per Page went up while writing TA.) In fact, I think I'm working on what has been written this year.

I can smell the done. I just need to get there. I've got a caramel candy bar waiting for me in my purse.

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Anyways, on to the topic of my post. A couple months ago, the Beautiful People was themed villains, and I did Roxanne, who isn't the antagonist, but she is a villain. Complicated, but that's the world she lives in.

One of my readers commented on the post and said that Roxanne reminded her of Elsa, which after half a moment of reflection, I completely saw. There's a lot of "Conceal, don't feel" and "Let it go" in Roxanne's character arch.

Now, I'm not sure if you guys know this about me, but I have an odd obsession with rewriting songs. I've listened to several different rewritten versions of "Let it Go." Naturally, I'm going to rewrite the song.

For anyone just joining us, and who doesn't know the premise of this book, Roxanne has the superpower of Rock manipulation, and was typed as a villain by HaV Academy, which is the mandatory boarding school for all superpowered children in this world. Once they type you, you are assigned to a enemy, and sometimes a sidekick, and then they send you to some town or city where it is your job to keep the people distracted.

The context for this song would be the night when Roxanne first puts on the act of villain, the night she builds her lair. (Basically turning a previously flat field into an imposing mountain full of tunnels and torture chambers ... as she puts it.)

So, enjoy. I can't sing, but you guys know the tune, so I'm just going to give you the words.

The moon glows bright on this field tonight,
There's nobody to be seen.
The land will obey my bidding,
For guess what? I am its queen.
The earth is trembling as emotion builds inside,
Won't keep it in,
No more need to hide.

Don't let them know,
Can't let them see,
Be the civilian they expect of me,
Conceal, don't feel,
It's all a show -
 And now they'll know!

So let it go, let it go, 
Don't hold it back anymore!
Let it grow, let it grow!
That's the perfect place for a door!
'Cause here I stand,
Let the people say,
"She's the Villain now,"
'Cause ROCKS is here to stay.

It's funny how some freedom,
Makes my life before seem small.
'Cause the rules that once constrained me,
Don't apply to me at all.
It's time to see what I can do,
To test my limits and break through.
No right, no wrong, no rules for me.
I'm free!!!

So let it go, let it grow,
Raise this mountain against the sky!
Let it stand, oh so grand,
While the people down there cry!
'Cause here I stand, and here I'll stay.
I'm the villain now ...

My power surges through this mountain all around.
My soul is trembling as I rearrange all this ground!
And one thought hardens like a diamond in my hand.
I never shall go back, I'm changing all the plans!

So let it stand, oh so grand.
And I rise at the break of dawn.
I am here, let them fear!
The civilian girl is gone!
'Cause here I stand, as night turns to day,
I'm the villain now.
ROCKS is here to stay.

(Elegant bow)

I've also been working on a "Do You Wanna Build a Snowman" rewrite for her and William. I'll share it latter once I've gotten it all worked out.

And yes, she does sound a bit cruel in this song, but she has her mask on. That's how villains work in this world. Once she takes the mask off, she'll be back to her quieter self.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Christmas Tag

Greetings Everyone and welcome to the Holiday season. Today I'm doing a Christmas tag issued by Kathryn over at Hidden Orchards

1.  What's your favorite part about Christmas?
The decorations. I don't know why, but seeing all the pretty lights, the majestic trees, the little details just makes it smell like Christmas. Shish-ka-bobs. I'm the person who has Christmas ornaments taped to my ceiling all year round.

Also: Nutcrackers. I have this weird obsession with the Nutcracker (have I mentioned this before?) and it's actually acceptable at Christmas time.

2.  Does your family have any special Christmas traditions?  If so, which is your favorite?
We try to ... my favorite of the mostly consistent ones is oo-ing and ah-ing. We pick a night and pile in a car and drive down roads looking at lights. It's gorgeous. Unfortunately, Christmas season is also basketball season, and my dad refs, so ... it doesn't always happen.

3.  Everyone knows that music is best part of Christmas.  What's your favorite Christmas carol?
Favorite carol ... Oh, wow. I have a list. Right now, first place goes to Mary Did You Know, if only because of this gorgeous version of it.

4.  What's your favorite Christmas song (i.e. non-sacred carol).

I'm drawing a blank, because most of the Christmas Music I sing is about the Reason for the Season. (I.e. Jesus). In fact, if it isn't, I have been known to rewrite it so that it does. Case in point:

Down In a Manger
Jesus Christ is Coming again.

I need to get these two songs (especially the first one) up on YouTube ... because I'd like them to spread.

5.  What's your favorite Christmas story or novel?
The Nutcracker.
(I'm a trifle obsessed, have I mentioned.)

6.  What's your favorite Christmas cookie?
Do gingerbread houses count? Because I do enjoy making them ... and eating them.

If they don't count, Spritz cookies, because they're fun to make and work really well with our press.

Now I want to go make cookies.

7.  Do you shop at Christmastime?  Where's your favorite place to do Christmas shopping?
Not really, and this year I'm broke. If I wasn't broke, it'd be Amazon, because I have prime, and it's awesome.

8.  What's your favorite Christmas treat?
By treat I'm assuming not cookies ... hum ... oh! I love the candy cane Hershey kisses. I'm not a chocolate person, but these are white chocolate, and peppermint and awesome. I had some last year ... but I'm out. I'm going to have to resupply.

9.  Do you watch Christmas movies?  What's your favorite one?
I watch the Nutcracker. My favorite version is The Story of Clara, which is actually about a ballerina who used to dance Clara. It makes me cry.
Second place goes to this version, because in my opinion it's the most accurate to the book.

10.  We all know how much fun setting up the Christmas tree can be.  Of course, there are always those ornaments that you made in first grade that you would rather forget but they go on the tree anyway.  Do you have a favorite ornament?  What's the story behind it?
My favorite ornament is a blown-glass baby ballerina giraffe. She's gorgeous, is mine, and doesn't get put away at the end of Christmas. When she isn't hanging from the tree, she's tucked safely inside my giraffe collection.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Interview with Ashley Elliot

A year and a half ago, I signed up for something called the June Crusade, where I was assigned to a girl named Ashley Elliot for book critiquing. Long story short, neither of us actually ever got around to the critiquing part, but I loved her book, and it sits as my favorite YA contemporary ever.

And now, it's published! Becoming Nikki is available in Kindle and paperback, and I highly recommend it.

What would you do if you were given the opportunity to rebuild a broken relationship?
  Alec and Nikki Scott are the perfect ice dancing duo, executing flawless technique and brilliant performance abilities each time they compete. No one doubts their camaraderie, not even their closest friends.
   But looks can be deceiving. Off the ice, their relationship is in shambles. Ice dancing is the only thing they have in common anymore... and Alec wants to quit.
   Just as Nikki feels like their relationship can't get any worse, an unexpected tragedy crashes into her life. She's left struggling with a difficult choice as her opinion of her brother slowly starts to change.

   Whatever she decides, she knows her life will never be the same.

And today, I have the author over for interview!

Welcome Ashley! Can you tell me a bit about yourself and your writing journey?

Absolutely! I'm a writer (obviously), musician, bibliophile, and, most importantly, a child of God. I've been writing ever since I was ten and I've loved (nearly) every minute of it! : )

Now about your book Becoming Nikki. Why do my readers need to read it?
Because it's awesome. ; )

Without tooting my own horn or anything, I think it's a really inspiring story, and one that can impact a lot of people, if they let it. It's about relationships, which I think a lot of people struggle with today – myself included – because of all our modern technology that keeps us “friends” but not friends. *steps off soapbox* I'm done. ; )

How did you become interested in Ice Dancing?
Through the 2010 Winter Olympics. I still haven't gotten over how beautiful it is!

Do you have a favorite character in Becoming Nikki?
Haha, I don't think so... I always say it's Bennett just because he has a special place in my heart, but I love all of them.

Can you tell me a bit about your favorite authors?
I have, like, a million favorite authors, but two of the biggest are Wayne Thomas Batson and Robert Whitlow. I've read nearly all of their books (about twenty-six combined!), and they're all great. I have my favorites, though – of course. ; ) Mr. Batson writes Fantasy and Mr. Whitlow writes legal thrillers with a spiritual twist, and I love both of them muchly.

Favorite movies?
The Captain America movies, To Save a Life, Julie & Julia, Lord of the Rings, The Hunger Games, and Star Trek (the new ones). I have a wide variety of favorites. ; )

Have any writing quirks that you wouldn't mind sharing?
Hmm... I nearly always have something to drink – preferably sweet tea. I've gotten used to writing with one song on repeat, too. It gets me into a rhythm that helps my writing.

Any music that you enjoy listening to while writing?
It depends on what I'm writing, but it's usually something like film scores, Josh Groban, or random CDs.

The last Hobbit movie is coming out. What are your thoughts here?

Finally, what is your favorite verse?

Yikes, that's a hard question. I love the whole Bible. : D My favorite book is Ephesians, and I really like Psalm 139. Does that count? ; )

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Beautiful Books - Editing Edition

And now it's time for round three of Beautiful Books. Editing edition. I honestly considered doing Kingdom with this link-up, since I was in the middle of editing. (By the way, if you've reviewed Sew and Take, then you're eligible to beta read the book.) But then I finished last night and sent it off to editors instead. Besides which, these questions are more suited for the beginning stages of editing.

So I'm doing Water Princess, Fire Prince instead. It's not quite finished yet (as you can see on the sidebar), but it's getting close, and I can still answer the questions on what has been finished.

You guys aren't tired of hearing about this story yet, are you? 'Cause I'm only going to talk about it more once Kingdom is published. Since I haven't finished the book yet, I can't talk release dates, but I'm considering late summer. The absolute latest this book will be out will be October, I'll tell you that. And I'm absolutely excited. Rizkaland is one of my favorite worlds, and I can't wait to share it with all of you.

1. On a scale of 1 (worst) to 10 (best) how well do you think this book turned out?

About a 7. I'm happy with it, but it's still going to take a lot of polishing, mostly because I've challenged myself to write it without going back and editing.

2. Have you ever rewritten or editing one of your books before? If so, what do you do to prepare yourself? If not, what’s your plan?

I love rewriting. In fact, I think I've done more of that in my writing journey than actual writing, and this book was, itself a rewrite.

I have developed something of a system for editing. First, I let it rest for at least a month while I work on something else. Then I'll pick it back up and read it as though I've never even heard of the book before.

Then, I go through the book and add any scenes or snippets of conversation that needs added, and changing any scenes that demands it. This is when I address the notes I sometimes leave myself in NaNo, and expand the play-by-plays I sometimes fall back on.

Next is a line edit, where I send it to my kindle and see how many notes I can leave myself, with spelling, misused names, grammar issues. Sometimes I'll add notes to expand a conversation or two, as it strikes my fancy. Then I'll pull up the document on the computer and actually apply all of the changes.

And then I'll send it out to beta readers to get their opinions.

3. What’s your final wordcount? Do you plan to lengthen or trim your book?

I'm sitting at a hundred thousand words, but I still have a bit of part four to finish, and all of part five. I'm considering upping the wordgoal meter on my sidebar again, but I'm going to wait a few more thousand words so I can get a feel for exactly how many I have left. I'm a putter-inner when I edit, and there are a few scenes that I know I need to add in part two. So, yeah, this is going to be a long book.

I'm actually a bit nervous that the next two books won't quite measure up. I mean, the last time I wrote book two, it was a mere 25,000 words. I'm not sure how long the first "draft" of book three is, but it's short, too.

4. What’s are you most proud of? Plot, characters, or pacing?

I love the plot, but the characters in this book are absolute darlings. For me, this book has always been about the characters, and this draft was no exception.

5. What’s your favourite bit of prose or line from this novel?

This book is over 100,000 words (and growing as we speak). You expect me to find one favorite out of all of that.

Okay, I guess I'll go look for something.

  “I guess so,” said the Fire Prince, shrugging slightly. “At least you’re not biting off heads at the moment.”

  “I don’t bite,” she countered. “It’s disgusting. I have far more dignified methods of dealing with my foe.”

6. What aspect of your book needs the most work?

I do need to deepen Andrew's character a bit more in part 2. I know what I want to do, I'm just waiting until 100-4-100 is over. (And I'd like to finish the book first)

7. What aspect of your book is your favourite?

The relationships. I have so many dynamic characters in this book, and everyone just bounces off of everyone else so nicely.

8. How are your characters? Well-rounded, or do they still need to be fleshed-out?

They're darlings, that's what they are. Some of them need a little bit of work, that's a given, but they're stronger than in the last draft, that's for certain.

9. If you had to do it over again, what would you change about the whole process?

I think I would have skipped getting sick the last week of NaNo. I went down with a bad respiratory infection, and all the words just seeped out of me. I think I would have been done with the book by now if it weren't for that, because I was seriously on a roll.

10. Did anything happen in your book that completely surprised you? Have any scenes or characters turned out differently to what you planned? Good or bad?

I can't say that anything has surprised me, but Clara and Andrew's relationship shaped up differently than it did last draft. Part of it was the fact that this is a rewrite, and I found myself reluctant to place them entirely back at square one. But the main reason was the fact that I'd actually taken the time to develop Andrew's character on his own this draft. I knew him better, and he wasn't content to just stand there and watch her blow around this time.

I can't say that this was a bad thing, because I do like how they've turned out, but it did throw me for a loop plotwise. I have Clara's emotions twisted to the proper pitch now, however, and I'm back on track.

11. What was the theme and message? Do you think it came across? If not, is there anything you could do to bring it out more?

There are many themes in WPFP, some of which I handled pretty well, some of which still need a bit of work. For instance:

Trusting on God's timing. Klarand had to wait fifteen years for the Water Princess and Fire Prince to show up and get rid of the Lady Dragon. This is something that really annoys Clara, because from what she can tell, they've basically done nothing during this time. (This isn't true, as with David and the temple, everyone has been preparing for the battle, so that once Clara and Andrew show up, things will just fall into place.) Klarand had to wait for the Water Princess and Fire Prince because only they could get rid of the Dragon, and for anyone else to attempt it would have been a disaster.

Do I good job of showing this? I'll give myself an eight. It still needs work, but I like where I'm going with it. Of course, as I said, there are many themes, many of which I've done really well, but we'd be here all day if I chose to talk about all of them.

12. Do you like writing with a deadline (like NaNoWriMo) or do you prefer to write-as-it-comes?

I need a deadline. I have at least fifteen books in various stages of writing, and when I do write-as-it-comes, this usually translates into me writing a sentence on one book, a paragraph on another, editing two chapters on a third, and generally me not making much progress on any of them. NaNo's my favorite month of the year.

13. Comparative title time! What published books, movies, or TV shows are like your book? (Ex: Inkheart meets X-Men, etc.)

Well, the series was inspired by Narnia, and it has a lot of Narnian elements, but it's a lot more mature than Narnia. (And longer. Did you know that LWW is actually shorter than Sew by a couple thousand words? I forget exactly how long it was, but Sew is only 38,000 words.)

14. How do you celebrate a finished novel?!

Depends, but it usually involves blasting all of my social media sites about it. I've got a candy bar saved for when I finish this book, though. It's going to be awesome.

15. When people are done reading your book, what feeling do you want them to come away with?

Regret because it's over.
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