Sunday, June 28, 2015

June Character Encounter: Skylar

     Hello everyone! Today I've got another Character Encounter for you, featuring the main female character in Ransom, the book I'll be writing for Camp NaNoWriMo. Character Encounters are hosted by Kendra E. Ardnek on her blog, knittedbygodsplan.blogspot.com, where she gives us a location and we're supposed to encounter one of our characters there. This month's location was a car dealership, or an auto repair shop. (I chose the latter.)

Skylar, though her eyes are green.
(picture found on pinterest)

     So they're on the ship... and she's standing at the bow... and he's... I pace, turning the scene over and over in my head, mumbling about what should happen next. My brother is inside with Gramps and my dad, we had to drop off the car so it could get fixed. While they're in there discussing stuff, I went outside to work on my book. 
     I hear a startled gasp behind me, and I slowly turn around. “Hello?”
     A blonde girl, dressed in an all black, medieval-ish outfit, is standing behind me, glancing around warily. A car starts up and pulls out of the parking lot with a roar of acceleration. The girl nearly shrieks and stumbles backwards until her back is pressed flat against the wall.
     I smile wryly. I know who this is.
     "Skylar?" I approach her slowly, glad that she hasn't drawn any of her weapons yet.
     Skylar eyes me, probably sizing up how much of a threat I might be. "Who are you?"
     I'm surprised for a moment, then I remember that we've never actually met, though I've talked with her on several occasions, and she's one of the few characters that actually knows they're one of my characters. She's not too happy about it either.
     "It's me, Era."
     Her eyes widen, then narrow. "What is this place?" She hisses, "What are you doing to me now? The character chat room is bad enough, but to leave there and wind up here-"
     The street has been surprisingly quiet up until now, but now a group of motorcyclists ride by, engines roaring and radios blaring.
     Skylar flinches and makes a noise which, coming from anyone else, I would call a whimper. She waits until the motorcycles have all passed us, including a few stragglers, before whispering, "What are those monsters?"
     I look at her and notice that she has drawn a long dagger, and is holding it out defensively.
     "They won't hurt you," I say. "They're what we use to get around in my world. Well, not everyone rides one of those, most people ride in cars, like these."
     I gently take her arm and walk her over to our family car. I put my hand on the handle and look at her. "Do you want to go inside?"
     Poor girl, she's gone pale. "No, thank you." She responds, with only the slightest quiver in her voice.
     I nod. "Okay."
     She walks away, and I follow her. When we're a safe distance away from all the vehicles in the parking lot, Skylar turns to face me. "I want to go back."
     "Back to Aerents?" I ask.
     Her eyes light up. "Can I?"
     I regretfully shake my head. "I don't know how to send you back there. Since you came directly here from the character chat room, I'm not sure I can send you anywhere but there."
     Skylar glares at me. "You can't send me someplace normal?"
     I shake my head.
     Skylar sighs. "Oh well. It'll have to do, I suppose."

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Camp NaNoWriMo

I think the title sort of says it all.
I, the major procrastinator, the one who has never finished (key word "finished") a story longer than 5 1/2 pages, am going to do Camp NaNoWriMo.


I'm shooting for 50,000 words on my fantasy novel Ransom (that WIP page is coming soon, I promise :). According to the the Camp NaNoWriMo website, I'll have to consistently write 1,613 words a day to reach my goal. Easy, right?
*crickets*
Well, at least doable?
I hope so. Guess we'll find out in 3 days :)
What do you think? Is anyone else doing Camp NaNoWriMo?

Friday, June 19, 2015

Water Princess, Fire Prince Cover Reveal!

     Hello and Good Morning everyone!
     Remember that cover reveal I mentioned yesterday? Well, today is the day, and I've got a new book for your to-read shelf! It's called Water Princess, Fire Prince by Kendra E. Ardnek. I've had the pleasure of beta-reading Water Princess, Fire Prince, and trust me, you won't be disappointed. It's fantastic! :)
    
(Isn't that a great cover? I love it :)

When the Lady Dragon does come, 
Hold fast, do not fear, do not run. 
Your Water Princess will fight, 
Fire Prince will set all to right. 
Each shall come from a Fall, 
Their union will save you all.

     Despite the fact that she's on track for competing in the Olympics, and he's practically raised his younger brothers since they lost their mom in a car accident, Clara Mandras and Andrew Stevenson are pretty much normal teens. They have normal hopes, normal dreams, and they live in a normal world.
     All this is torn away from them when they are thrust into another world and declared Water Princess and Fire Prince. With no experience ruling a country, meeting each other for the first time, and being expected to fight the Lady Dragon – an evil sorceress plaguing the world of Rizkaland – Clara and Andrew are underprepared and inexperienced. Unless they learn to work together despite their standing opposition, Rizkaland's hope will be lost.
     What is to come will change their lives forever.

      Interested? You can read Part 1's first chapter and Part 2's first chapter on Kendra's blog! :)
     Also, Water Princess, Fire Prince is available for kindle preorder on Amazon  It's $2.99 the 19th and 20th ONLY (at which point it'll go up to its official price of 3.99)
     And you can also add it to your shelves on Goodreads!

    

     Kendra E. Ardnek loves fairy tales and twisting them in new and exciting ways.  She's been practicing her skills on her dozen plus cousins and siblings for years, "Finish your story, Kendra", is frequently heard at family gatherings.  Her sole life goal has always been to grow up and be an author of fantasy and children's tales that also glorify God and his Word. You can read more about her on her blog, knittedbygodsplan.blogspot.com.

     Be sure to be on the lookout for the release and the blog tour in August!

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Monday's Minute Challenge 6/8

     Hey everyone! Today I have another Monday's Minute Challenge for you! It's 299 words exactly, and I used the prompt submitted by Christine. I had to use, or base my story around, the phrase: "She was like a rose, deceptively beautiful, until someone got close enough to be pricked."
     Tomorrow I'll have a cover reveal for you, and I'm thinking about starting a serial story on here. Weekly, or bi-weekly maybe? Anyway, enjoy this little scene between Tiffany and Mike (who may or may not be showing up here again... just saying :)





     Mike stared at Tiffany’s back as they walked. If there was one thing he had learned about her during this whole escapade, it was this: She was like a rose, deceptively beautiful, until someone got close enough to be pricked. He was still smarting from the last verbal jab she had thrown his way.
     And when she did shut her mouth (which wasn’t often) anyone brave (or stupid) enough to talk to her had better brace himself for a whole lot of thorns. Which is why Mike could hardly believe he was doing this. He stopped in the middle of the hallway and crossed his arms.
     “Tiffany, stop.”
     “I know what I’m doing.” She snapped.
     She didn’t pause or even glance in his direction. Mike clenched his jaw, but didn’t move to follow her.
     “You’re forgetting that I’m the one who’s been here before.” He continued, fighting the urge to grab her by the shoulders and shake her until she stopped being so stubborn.
     Even without seeing her face, he could tell she was rolling her eyes. “So? I saw the map, how hard could it possibly be?”
     “Saw” was Tiffany-ese for “hacked through several safeguards, decoded lines and lines of text, and then memorized classified files”.
     “But,” Mike played his trump card, “They didn’t mark the booby traps on there.”
     She actually paused and looked back at him. “What traps?”
     He gave her an incredulous look. “You’re kidding, right? They don’t just leave the stuff you’re after lying around!”
     Tiffany slowly walked back his way as a series of thumps came from around the corner. “This wouldn’t be the first one, would it?” she asked warily.
     Something screeched, causing both of them to jump.
     “Um...” Mike tore his eyes away from the large shadow preceding the creature. “Yup.”

Friday, June 12, 2015

Lylia's story

In April I stumbled across Lylia, a character from a vocab story I wrote for school, in the woods for my first Character Encounter. And I said that I'd post her story on here "someday". So, since I haven't quite finished my Monday's Minute entry, and it's not Tuesday, and I also haven't finished my June Character Encounter, I figured now was a good time. Enjoy!



Mr. Grant smiled benevolently down at his prodigy- the musical wonder Nicholas Fields.
“I suppose I will allow you this one small concession, Nicholas,” he said, fully playing the role of the generous benefactor, “But don’t let it happen again, do you understand?”
With difficulty, Nicholas bit back a sharp retort before mumbling, “Yes, sir.”
-----
“Psst! Nicholas, over here!”
Nicholas spun around. “Who’s there?”
There was a flash of movement in the shadows, then Nicholas could make out the shape of a hand beckoning to him. The other hand was holding a small package. As Nicholas drew closer he could make out the owner of both.
“Lylia?”
“Shhh!” Lylia pressed a finger to her lips and disappeared father into the shadows. Moments later she reappeared and gestured for him to follow her. With one quick look back, Nicholas dashed after her.
-----
Lylia stopped in a secluded area and turned to face Nicholas as he caught up to her.
Before Nicholas could say anything, Lylia took the package and pressed it into his hand. “I heard about what happened earlier,” she said simply by way of explanation.
Lylia watched as he unwrapped the small box and slowly lifted the lid. He appeared confused for a moment at the seemingly empty box, and was opening his mouth to form a question. Then the smell hit him.
It truly was like watching someone get hit by a wave, Lylia thought. Nicholas staggered backwards at the malodorous aroma, nearly dropping the box in the process.
“UGH!” he gagged, “What is that?”
Lylia grinned innocently. “Why, a present for Mr. Grant, of course.”
The smell wrapped around them, growing more pungent by the minute, until Nicholas was surprised that the box didn’t emanate green fumes. A smile spread across his face as he began to see Lylia’s plan. Closing the box and handing it back to her, Nicholas saw the gleam in her eyes, the one that probably mirrored his own.
“Yes,” he said slowly, “I believe that this would be the perfect gift for our friend Mr. Grant.”

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Monday's Minute Challenge 6/4

Hey Everybody!
First off, my entry from last week won first place! :D
Secondly, I've got another MMC for you! I wrote this one on the bus ride to Canobie Lake Park (for a band field trip). It's 237 words and based off of Maddie's prompt: “This,” he said, sitting straighter, “was not part of the plan.”


     The underground room was dark, lit only by a few fluorescent lights along the ceiling. The seven teenagers scattered about the room were the sole occupants. One of them, Josiah Ashton, half listened as Nathan Mullsworth and his second in command discussed the plan for that night. Josiah idly twirled a broken pen as the boys debated, not paying too much attention until something caught his ear.
     “Whoa, wait a second, guys. This,” he said, sitting straighter, “was not part of the plan.”
     “Whose plan?” Lars asked from his spot on the couch, tossing a handful of potato chips in his mouth. “This is what we talked about.”
     “When?” Josiah asked. “I don’t remember-”
     “What does it matter?” Nathan, the leader of the group of boys, interrupted, “This is the plan, and we’re staying with it.”
     Josiah stood. “You’re staying with it. I’m leaving.”
     Nathan slowly rose as well. “I’m sorry, what was that?” There was no mistaking the thinly veiled threat in his words.
     The other boys moved to surround their leader, but Josiah stayed where he was. “I said I’m not doing it.”
     “Then that’s too bad- for you.” Nathan turned to a dark haired kid in a red t-shirt, and said quietly. “Keith, you guard the door.”
     Keith shot Josiah a despairing look, but obeyed Nathan’s orders. Josiah raised his fists as the other boys advanced. He wouldn’t be going down without a fight.

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Best Blogging Buddy Award

Hey All! Today I'll be answering the questions asked by Mary @ Mary's Moments for the Best Blogging Buddy Award!

The Rules:
☼You must make a post to show your award on your main blog.
☼You must tag the person who nominated you in your post (also take the cute owl on the left with you!).
☼You must nominate all of your best buddies, and those whom you want to become best buddies with, who, to your knowledge, have not been nominated for this award.
☼You must ask your buddies at least 15 questions in your post.
☼You must answer all of the questions your buddies ask you on your post.

My Answers to Mary's Questions:
Do you enjoy drawing?
Yes! 

Would you rather go scuba diving or sky diving?
Scuba diving. I'm scared of heights, and I'm not the kind of person who likes roller coasters because the rushing forward and downwards terrifies me.

Your hair up or down?
I like it both ways, but right now it is down :) 

You are famous. What are you famous for? 
I'll be famous for finishing one of my books! (And publishing it, of course :) 

What do you think of when you hear the color, blue? 
Water. 

What is the weirdest dream you have ever had? 
Um... well, it was really weird... and long, probably too long to write it all here. But it involved mermaids, helicopters, smarties (like the candy), police officers, and zoos. Yeah. Enough said. 

Favorite pastime? 
Writing and browsing Pinterest (often when I should be writing) 

Dumbest thing you did as a kid? 
I think I was 7 or 8, and I went digging in the dirt under our porch and intentionally got as dirty as I could... and helped my siblings to get dirty too..... 

What was your favorite thing to do as a kid? 
Read :D 

What was the last song you listened to? 
I Will Believe by Nichole Nordeman 

What are you currently reading? 
The Hobbit (for school- yay! :D) 

If you had a chance to play a prank on someone, who would you play a prank on? 
Due to the need to maintain the secrecy of the prank until such a day on which I can do it, I'm afraid I can't answer that question... 

If you could live in a different country, where would you live? 
I don't really know... All the pictures I've seen of Canada make it seem like a nice place to live... but Antarctica has penguins... 

Pen or Pencil? 
PENS!!!!!!!!!!!! 

What would you do if you were trapped in a giant bubble? 
Find a way to escape and then write a story about it.

My Questions!
  1. If you could be any animal you wanted, which animal would you choose?
  2. If you could be any book or movie character, who would you be?
  3. Favorite pen color?
  4. What hobbies do you enjoy?
  5. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?
  6. Favorite mythological creature?
  7. Are you a night owl or an early bird?
  8. Favorite subject in school? (If you've already graduated, what was your favorite subject?)
  9. What was the best dream you ever had?
  10. What was the craziest dream you ever had?
  11. What are you reading right now?
  12. What is one movie you really want to see, but haven't yet?
  13. Have you ever traveled out of the country?
  14. Where is the farthest you have ever been from home?
  15. Favorite food?
I nominate...
                                                                 ...And anyone else who wants to do this!