Friday, 28 February 2014

Feb 24 Our Love

24.   Our love is

It's what we make of it. It's still in the beginning stages. It's great and it makes us happy. We love each other the same, and consider one another in plans. 

Our love is pretty damn great.

Used this picture before, I will probably use it again.

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Feb 23 Happily Ever After

23.   Happily ever after

My happily ever after is now. It's right now. I'm not waiting for my novel to be finished or published, I'm not waiting for marriage or children or a house with C. It's now. As long as I appreciate what I have in life and continue to strive for more, I can be happy with my life. As long as I'm getting out of bed everyday, talking to my friends and family and writing (in any method), I will have my happily ever after. 

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Feb 22 'Our first/worst fight'

22.   Our first/worst fight

We haven't had it yet. I hope we never do.

We bicker. We don't always agree on things. Sometimes (this will shock many), I get grumpy. When I get grumpy, it makes him grumpy. 

We haven't really had a big fight though. Neither of us enjoy fighting or having fights. So we don't. When we do, we apologise. 

Not a good story. I'm okay with that.

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Feb 21 Wedding Story?

21.   Wedding story

A wedding story, hey? Well, I don't have an engagement story, so obviously I don't have a wedding party. I've been to weddings, and I've been in weddings, but I haven't had my own.

Here is the absolute truth: I might not have a wedding story of my own. I can imagine my wedding, and I can imagine the pretty dress, the pretty ring, and celebrating the day in front of friends and family. This might not happen though, and I'm okay with that. 

I've let C know that I do want to marry him, but he also knows that I choose to be with him whether we ever get married or not. It's not the most important thing to either of us. 

This however doesn't stop people from asking and wondering if we'll get married. It's like the steps of life, and people think I'm behind. In fact, sometimes I think I'm behind. I'm happy though. I'm happy about where I am in life. I will continue to be happy because there is no point in being upset or bitter about where I'm not in life.

Since I'm on the topic of the 'appropriate' steps in life, more than once I've been asked when I'm having babies. It happened just recently, and I'm seriously not singling this person out because it happens a lot. They ask if I'm having kids (usually as a joke), and I point out that I'm already 33. It's usually somebody older that ask me so when I say that they laugh at me.

Here's another truth. I'm giving myself until I'm 35 to have or not have kids. I'm not pushing it, but I'm going to be happy with my life if I turn 35 and don't have kids.

I've had people argue with me about the age I've chosen. Why? If I'm happy without kids, why tell me I can still have them at 40? I don't want to raise kids when I'm 40.

You know what I'm doing this weekend? I'm sleeping in, I'm drinking coffee, and then wine, I'm watching some Netflix, and I'm writing. C and I will eat as well, but I can do all this and I can be as selfish as I like, and I'm okay with that. I'm okay with the fact that in two years when I'm 35 I can still be selfish. If I do have kids, I know I will be happy and grateful, but if I don't it won't be something I regret. I enjoy my life. Right now, I choose C. I choose him over marriage and children. I choose writing over marriage and children as well. 

So that is my non marriage story. I don't have it. Maybe someday I will. Or maybe I can be happy with the life that C and I will make with each other. Or -the life I make for myself. I have to tell you, it's pretty good, and to have somebody make me feel bad because I don't have kids and I don't have a marriage... it's making them look bad. Not me.

I've been wanting to write this for a while. I'm glad I got the chance. 

Until next time. 

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Feb 20 Engagement story? Oh oh... like in my novel??

20.   Engagement story

It should be obvious by now that I don't have an engagement story of my own, and while I know of many stories that are wonderful, they aren't my story to tell.  I think rings are pretty. (good story right?)

The next topic is Marriage story, and I have a rant that could work for this one OR the marriage story, so I think I'll wait and use it then.

If I ever get a real story, I'll come back here and tell it.

I did do an engagement story in my novel actually. In a game of scrabble, a boyfriend looked at his girlfriend gloating about a high score, and thought to himself 'I want to spend the rest of my life with her.' So he asked then and there. No ring, no big impressive show. He just told her how he felt, and she said yes. They bought a ring later. This won't ruin the novel. It's not the main characters. So maybe something simple is what I'd like, if that's what I'm writing in my novels. Or maybe, it's just the way I thought the proposal between those two characters would go.

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February 19 I Knew

19.   I knew

Haha. Maybe more prompt would have been good with this one. I knew? I suppose it is yet another mushy gooey love prompt. When did I know I was in love with C maybe?

I don't know. I knew I liked him right away. I knew I really liked him from the moment he jumped up and down trying to get a spider out of his shorts. I knew I wanted to date him on our first date, and I fell more in like, and then into love every day after that.

He left to go back to Ontario for four months after we'd only been dating for four months. I definitely loved him by then, or we probably would have broken up instead of staying together when he left. It wasn't until he came back that I knew he was the person I wanted to be with for as long as I could. He moved in for a month before going to work (didn't count as officially moving in), and we just fit so well.

So whatever 'I Knew' means... that's my answer. I know I love him. I know he loves me. And I know I want to be with him. That's what is important.

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February 18 First Love

18.   First love

I always think if it has taken this long to write a post there is probably a reason. Here it is... after a while, I don't want to talk about my first love. I want to talk about my last love. I'm not one of those lucky people who met the guy I'm going to be with from the start. I was lucky enough to have love in my life.

So first love, hey? Rider Strong (of Boy Meets World), Luke Perry (of Beverly Hills 90210) -even though he was WAY too old for me.

I didn't meet my 'real' life true love until I graduated high school, and to this day I'm confused about who it is.

I travelled in a group called Katimavik out of high school, and dated a guy in the group. M was different than I was. He was a rule breaker instead of a rule follower (although I was slowly learning it is good to be both). He was from Montreal, so I knew from the start that we wouldn't last. He my first... my first real boyfriend, my first 'lover'. Was he my first love? Maybe. I'm not sure that he ever had my entire heart, or he mine because we weren't meant to last. We tried after the program was over, but it was never going to go anywhere. In fact, if not for Facebook, we would have lost touch and stayed lost. We did lose touch, but connected again a few years ago through FB. So, I guess he was the first man (boy) I fancied myself in love with him, but in all reality, it was probably a bit more infatuation and a bit of lust. I know a lot of people my age who confuse lust and love, so I make no apologies for not knowing what it was when I was 18 years old. However, I'm going to stick with him being my first love because that's what I thought he was back then. I'm sure it ended in a bit of heart break, but to be perfectly honest, I can't remember it. The heartache that is, I do remember how it ended (a few times).

 No long lasting, not the right kind of love, but a first love. More real than Rider Strong and Luke Perry. I have loved three others since M -including my current.


He still hangs in my closet.

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Novel Setting

Okay. This is the last of the novel descriptions for the week. Then I'm back to my 'Romantic February Writing Prompts'. And tomorrow March starts, so I better hurry up on the blog catching up. 

I wanted to talk about the setting of my novel. Mostly because once again, I kind of had an idea of where my book was taking place, but the details were left out, for a few different reasons.

First: the obvious -Lucy is from Saskatoon. I wanted to name an actual Saskatchewan city (choosing the one I live in). I didn't think it would matter about the city so much because people aren't going to read it and try to figure out who it's about. Saskatoon is big enough that it can be in it, and it has everything my character needs. It's also small enough that she can run into people she knows unexpectedly.

In Saskatoon, Lucy lives in a townhouse style condo. She owns it. I'm not sure exactly where it is located, but I could probably add details about that if needed.

Second: The town she grew up in and her parents still reside in. This unnamed town is kind of a character all by itself. I am not sure if I will name it, but I think I could definitely spend some time with descriptions about it. I didn't put enough in the first draft of the novel because I wasn't sure how I wanted to go about it. It's a small town. Between 1000 to 2000 people. I didn't choose my own small town because it's too small, and I didn't want to use it. Being from a small town, I used what I knew about what it is like to live in one in the novel. My impressions anyway, which luckily are similar to Lucy's feelings on it.

I didn't name the town or give specific details about it. It's strange because I named Saskatoon. I don't want to give a town name (a real name) because if my book gets published and people read it, I don't want them reading this and trying to guess who it is about. Although, maybe if I name a town, it'll help sell it, Haha). I may make up a name, or I might just take more care in describing it.

Here are some details I imagine about it. There is a water tower that you see while heading towards the town (like most Saskatchewan towns). It has two hotels, and one or two restaurants. It has a coffee shop (maybe a Tim Horton's) where the older folks go to gossip. (The younger ones just use Facebook). One of the hotels has a bar attached. It's located along a highway. It has a park in it with benches and swings. The people in the town, while supportive of other town people, are also a bit gossipy, conservative, and can -at times - be judgemental. Being a small town, at times people do run into one another, without expecting to. Although, that also happens in Saskatoon (in real life and novel life).

That's where my story takes place. They're actually really important to the novel, and I should give them the descriptions they deserve.

I went out for supper with a friend (Ashleigh) who read it, and I'd like to thank her for bringing the poor neglected town to my attention. That advice (and more) helped a lot, and I'll be revising all weekend (while hibernating from the cold.)

One more thing, I'd like to thank my second draft readers Nancy (my mom), Karen (my best friend), Denise (also my best friend), and Ashleigh (my friend/ex co-worker and a writer). Clint (my boyfriend) also read (and listened) while I read to him. You've helped me so much, and given me great encouragement and critiques.

There will be some third draft readers as well, but I have to get the third draft revised first. (And I'm still waiting on some second draft notes.)

Oh - and Leanne - thanks for the small town advice!

I'm sure you'll be hearing more from me very soon!


Update (March 8th): I've named the town: Manow -Population 1500

Tuesday, 25 February 2014

Character Descriptions -Part Two

Today I'll continue with my Character Introduction. I'll probably be able to finish it in this one. These are all the characters that make up my book. Plot line to come, but maybe not until I send it away to a publisher. These characters would hang out through any plot line. I was actually pretty sad to see my book end, but maybe they'll show up again in future novels.

The first characters I introduced are the main characters. Three siblings and a best friend. Lucy is the narrator, but the others are pretty important as well. I'm going to talk about other important characters, but not necessarily explain how they know one another. Some of that has to be saved for the novel reading. :)

Tom Avery: He is the father of Lucy, Charlie, and Kristy. He's married to the love of his life. He's a teacher. He's tall with grey/brown hair. Dresses casually. He is the one family goes to for advice and for hugs. He's level headed, and will do anything for his family and for his wife. Although they've been married for many years, he and his wife are still romantic and loving.

Janine Avery: She is the mother of Lucy, Charlie and Kristy. Also -married to the love of her life. She's shorter (like Lucy), with shorter blond hair. She works in town as a receptionist part time, but focuses her time on her family. She is a strong woman, but occasionally fights depression. She hides it well, most of the time. All of her kids love her, and will do anything for her. They also all talk to her freely about their lives.

Grandma: Elizabeth Channing: She has a first name, but I have to look it up (mostly, people just refer to her as Grandma). She basically looks like your typical Grandma (gray hair, wrinkles, short). She's in her late 80s, but still living on her own driving on her own, and in complete control of her life. She's bossy, and sometimes blunt, which also seems mean sometimes. Kristy is her favourite and everybody knows it. She gives her children and hard children a hard time sometimes, but it's because she expects them to be great. She lost her husband a few years ago, and is the last grandparent remaining. She likes to keep busy.

James Shannon: He's almost the perfect man. He's a love interest. He lives in Saskatoon. He's a family guy (his family), and he follows his heart. He says what he is thinking and stands up for what he believes in. He's got green eyes, dark brown hair, beautiful smile, and he's tall. He's basically my dream man. Even with things that seem to be in the way of his romantic life, he's willing to fight for what he wants. This book isn't a romance, I promise, but there is a bit of romance in it.

Jenna Millar: Although she doesn't have a lot of scenes in the novel, she's a big part of it. She's tall with dark brown hair. Gorgeous. She works at a bank in town, and lives in the same town she grew up in. She is Charlie's age and hangs out in the same circle as he does. She enjoys going out and socialising. She was quite social, but we don't see that.

And now, I'm going to talk about the characters that aren't main characters, but they're mentioned enough that I need to describe them as well.

Evan: He doesn't even have a last name. If this novel becomes a movie, I'm guessing his part would be cut. He started out as a dating interest for Lucy.  Evan is a teacher that works with Shauntell. He's good looking, and just moved to the city. He's a nice guy, but unfortunately, we don't learn a lot about him.

Dan: Shauntell's boyfriend. He's a goofy guy who loves Shauntell and he loves Shauntell's friends. He is tall with brown hair. Good looking. In his 30s.

Ryan: This is Kristy's boyfriend. They started dating when they were young, and are basically still young, so they hope to stay together, but are realistic about life together. He's going off to school in the Fall, while she goes to Australia. He will stand by his girlfriend through anything. Although not in the story a lot, he's there for her and her family quite a bit before the novel starts. He hangs out at the house a lot. He's also a popular kid. Plays sports and works hard.

Julie: She was once good friend's with Lucy. They grew up together. Lucy moved away and Julie stayed, got married and had kids. They are in two different places, but still find time to talk to one another when Lucy is in town. They were close at one point in their lives, and although they try to stay close, they don't always do a great job. She's shorter as well, a bit bigger, medium hair length. She's opinionated.

Angela: We don't actually meet Angela. She's friends with Jenna, and is a Facebook busy body. She gossips, but in the worst possible way (over social media).

I think that's it. This post and the first describes the characters I've been pretty close to for the past year and a half. Basically, my friends (and enemy's) are all imaginary. Love it! I also hope this helps me describe them a little better when I make edits.

I'll be adding more information about the town in my next post.

AND will get back to the prompts after that.

Monday, 24 February 2014

Character Descriptions

I had a friend read my book for me. (I had a few people read it for me). They read them for different reasons. Advice, feedback, grammar, and just to see if people like it. (Thank goodness, the liking it feedback has so far been good).

This particular friend pointed out that half way through the novel she realised instead of knowing what the main character looked like, she just compared her to me. I did not really do many descriptions for my characters. I'm much better at the dialogue than descriptions. I've decided to change that. I'm going to do some character descriptions here. (Even though the plot isn't included). Once I figure out what all these fully developed characters look like (I already know personality traits), I can add the details slowly to my book.

This process is getting long but that's because I am anxious to finally have a finished product. I'm actually really excited to make those changes, and work on others that she suggested I take a look at. I love the idea of making something I already like even better.

Something good about this experience is that I will learn from it for my next novel. As soon as a character introduces itself I can work on a description of personality and physical description. (On a separate character list).

Well - not that slowly, I need to send it in to a publisher before April 30th.

I guess this makes my post a bit of a novel teaser? It'll give me practice writing about my novel even though I'm not talking plot yet. I'm not going to do all of the characters in one post. I'm starting with my top four. I will do the rest later.

So, here they are:

Lucy Avery (Luce): She's the main character. She is a real estate agent, but has a BA in History. She's shorter with long blond hair. Thinner body type -she goes to the gym so keeps in shape. She's dedicated to her family and her friends. She's around 30, but not in a relationship. She's the oldest of three, and lives in Saskatoon. She grew up in a smaller town.

Kristy Avery (Kristina) (Kris): This is Lucy's youngest sister. She's 17. She's taller than her sister, with shorter hair. She's thin as well. She's 17, and in her last month of high school. She still lives with her parents. She's been in a serious relationship with her high school boyfriend for many years. She's smart about school and life. She doesn't know what she wants to do with the rest of her life, but is ready for adventure and travel. She's a popular girl in her high school, and thinks she has things figured out. She's the youngest of three, but because the other two are so much older, she's lived alone with her parents for a few years. She gets along with her oldest sister, but fights with the middle brother.

Charlie Avery: He's the middle sibling. Three years younger than Lucy and 10 years older than Kristy. Blond hair, blue eyed, attractive guy. He knows he is. He is in his late 20s, but still enjoys going out with friends and parties. He's single, but dates and sleeps with woman. He gets along well with Lucy, but doesn't get along with Kristy. He sees her as a goody two shoes, and he knows she doesn't love him like the rest of his family. He lives in the same town as his parent, but owns his own house. He didn't go to University, but went to college for a trade. He works in Alberta and travels back and forth for work. He's relies on his humour, but is also condescending and rude to those he doesn't like.

Shauntell Morris (Shaun): She is Lucy's best friend. She's a city girl. She's tall with long red hair. Gorgeous and thin. She is a teacher. She and Lucy have been best friends since University. They know everything about one another. She's in a serious relationship with her boyfriend, but still spends a lot of time with Lucy. She will always be there for Lucy, and listen to her - even if she doesn't always agree with what she's saying.

And those are my first four characters that I'm describing. There will be more to come, I just don't want to roll them all out in the same blog post. I also want to describe the town the parents live in because it's really an important place in the novel. I haven't quite figured out all the details.

Now I have to go work on my actual novel,and take a break from blogging. I still have to catch up on my writing prompts, but that can wait.

Saturday, 22 February 2014

February 17 I Get Butterflies when

17.   I get butterflies when:

He's coming home. If he's been gone to work or away, I love the moments before I see him. I get pretty excited to see him. Although, that being said, I look forward to getting home after work to see him. I probably don't get butterflies, but I still like it. I do get the butterflies when I see him after an extended time.

But seriously, how can I help it? Handsome man who dances with me? The best.

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February 16 Our Song

16.   Our Song

We don't have a song. We've not been together long enough - or - we just won't have a song. I don't think that having a song will really make a difference to our happiness. 

However, I do have a story about a song that now reminds me of him, and makes me happy to be with him. We were listening to my Ipod, and a John Michael Montgomery song came on. I love 90s country. Scratch that, I love 90s music. It's what I listened to when I was a teenager.

The song was I Can Love You Like That. I made a comment about John Michael Montgomery's songs giving women unrealistic expectations about men. This was not meant as an insult to C. I just love the men in his songs, and I love how much they love. I especially love it in this song. C's comment was, 'Maybe some men try to be like the men in his song.'

Something about his reaction made me smile. I guess it was that he took my comment seriously, and knew what I meant. Maybe, I found myself a man from a 90s country song. I won't be taking that for granted.

I've also put a link to the song. 

So we don't have a song, but I'm sure this song will make me think of how lucky I am every time I hear it. Which, sadly, isn't nearly enough.


Wednesday, 19 February 2014

Editing Life and Dedications to my aunt.

I have been editing lately. I'm almost done my third edit. My mom sent me some edits -mostly punctuation and little grammar errors, so I've been going through that slowly. While going through, I'm making my own edits as well. I'm guessing I'll be changing things every time I read it. The good news is, while the job is tedious, I am not sick of the story yet. It's so far not changing a lot. 

I was thinking today about how sad I was that my Aunt Marilyn wouldn't read it. She passed away last year. She was young (in her 60s), and it was an extremely sad loss for my family. I don't like to overuse the word tragic, but it was tragic. She and I used to talk about books, and about my writing and about what she wrote. It makes me so sad that I won't be able to share my finished product with her. I'm sure she would have enjoyed it, and I'm sure she would have give me her opinion on it. It's almost been a year since she passed, and that might be why I'm thinking about her. I guess I just know people I've lost would be proud of me, and they would enjoy reading what I wrote. I really believe that one of the reasons I fell into writing was because of my love for books. My love for books came from my book worm family. Both sides of my family love reading all kinds of books, and I'm so lucky to have been born into it.

Anyway, I guess I just miss my Aunt Marilyn, and I wish I could talk to her about my writing. She's missed always. I will be dedicating my book (if it gets published) to a lot of people in the living, but her name will for sure be mentioned in my dedication. 

This is her cabin, and that's where I imagine her reading my book.

Sunday, 16 February 2014

February 15th I Dream Of

15.   I dream of

This is a big one. I dream of quite a lot. I switch between dreaming and reality. I'm not sure if the idea of this writing prompt was about my dreams between C and I. I have those dreams as well, but they aren't the only one. I learned a long time ago that dreaming about love and romance isn't suited for me. I'd rather dream about all things that could make my life better. So here are a few things.

I dream of getting my novel published. It's a scary dream because I want it to happen so badly. My dream used to finish my novel. I did it, but then was stuck with the realization that I want more than just finishing it. I want it to be a book. I want people to read it. I dream of being a published offer, and I dream of writing more books.

I dream of travelling. I wish I could afford to travel more. I have so many places that I want to see. Everywhere. I just wish I had the money.

I dream of my future with C. I think it'll be good. That's something I can actually work on though. If we work out, it'll be up to us, and not dreams. We can do it.

That's it. Those are my dreams. Here's a couple pictures of things I have accomplished.

Finished my novel. 2013

Travel with C. Mexico 2013
Graduating University. 2004

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Friday, 14 February 2014

February 14th You Make Me

14.   You make me

Happy. And not just on Valentine's day, but every day. Thank you.

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Thursday, 13 February 2014

February 13: How We Met

13.   How we met

Actually, we met online. I know in some cases there is still a stigma about Online dating, and to be perfectly honest, I completely get it. I've seen and heard horror stories of online dating. I was lucky. C wasn't the first person I dated that I met online, but he was the one I chose. Actually, we chose each other.

I contacted him first. I can't remember at all what my first message said, but I made the point of saying I wasn't looking for a serious/drama filled relationship.
His response was funny. It said he wasn't looking for a relationship either. Which wasn't what I said, but I really was okay with just dating and having fun. I had a failed attempt at dating somebody else before that, and figured it was because I wasn't really ready for a full blown relationship.

Although, I should mention that he wasn't actually interested in meeting me. Something about my profile made him believe he wasn't going to date me. Proved wrong again, I guess because as soon as he met me, he was interested. I guess that's why online dating can only go so far until you meet.

We met for the first time because we were both bored. He went for a blade by the river, and I took my roomie's dog for a walk, both of us thinking we may or may not bump into each other.

This is the exact spot we saw met.

We did. We sat in the grass, and talked about our lives. (The short versions). We talked about music and concerts and where we lived before. He jumped up from the grass because he was worried a spider had crawled up his shorts. I laughed.

We met by this river. (Not this spot though).

Then we both went our separate ways. I had no idea if I'd see him again, but by the time I arrived back to my house, he had texted me asking me on an actual date. We didn't label our relationship for quite a long time, but we knew what it was. Neither of us got what we said we were looking for. We got better.
We were once making fun of one another for being nerds. (We are.) I laughed and told him it's strange because I didn't see the nerd in him at all when we went on our first date. He said we were too busy being cool for each other. Which is not to say we weren't being ourselves, just more public aspects of ourselves.  I think I may have already told this 'nerd' story, but I'm telling it again because I think it's funny.

And that's how we met.

On a side note, as much as I was dreading doing these 'love' writing prompts this month, I think they'll be useful in my actual novel writing for the love interests. I still have a lot to learn about writing love and romance.

February 12th 'True Love'

12.   True Love is:

This one should be fun. I've been in love three different times in my life. To three different men. I'm pretty sure while I was in love with each of these men, I thought they were my true love. You know what? They were. The first two weren't the one I was meant to be with (if there is one), but that doesn't change the fact that I loved them and I imagined a future with them.

I guess if I would have stayed with them instead of break ups, they would still be my true loves. I like the path I chose. I like my current true love. I'm lucky to have him. Others are lucky that they didn't have to go through more than one. I'm not sure if soul mate and true love is the same thing, but I used to be so jealous of people who knew for certain they were with their 'soul mates'. Dawson and Joey style (although they didn't end up together, thank goodness). 

I guess you don't fall madly in love with somebody without the hope or the thought that he (or she) is your True Love. Here's what I think: you should be with the person who makes you happy. That's probably your true love. (Right now). I don't know that it's ever an easy thing though. If you're lucky, it all goes smoothly, but couples have to fight for a future together. The road is not always easy. I'm guessing if you choose to quit, the true love bit has ended. Like my first two loves. I didn't choose the marriage or the happy ever after with them, and I'm pretty effing relieved I didn't. I like my choices, and I like that I am getting yet another chance with a new True Love.

Happy almost v-day.

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Wednesday, 12 February 2014

February 11th 'Favourite Romantic Movie'

11.   Favourite Romantic Movie

I had to google romantic movies so I could remember which ones I loved.

Here they are:

PS I Love You Even though, I think he didn't end up helping his wife move on from his death, everything that he did for her in the days before her death were because of how much he loved her. It's an incredibly sad movie, and I basically cry through the entire thing, but that doesn't stop me from loving the story. The Irish accent helps too.

The Vow:  I don't know if I have to explain this one. He would do anything for his wife, including leave her be with her family. He was as patient as he possibly could be, and I think he always had faith that they would end up back together. Plus, he's Channing Tatum.

Crazy Stupid Love: Another movie about separation, and people making their way back to each other. I guess there was two different love stories going on, but my favourite was Steve Carell -who never gave up on the love he felt for his wife (just strayed away from it for a bit).

Beauty and the Beast: My favourite love story. Even though the beast had a temper, once he let Belle into his life, she was his soft spot.

Basically, in all these movies, Beauty and the Beast is the only one that I remember names of characters. Mostly because the names are in the title.

February 10th 'Warms my Heart'

10.   Warms my heart

People who care warm my heart. Passionate people who want to make the world better. People who love. People who smile. People who love their kids or their pets.

Today, when I get home out of this cold, hot chocolate will also warm my heart.

Short and sweet. Practically anything can warm my heart.

February 9th 'Life is better'

9.       Life is better with

Because I am feeling a tad romantic on this cold and blustery day, this will be another 'love' post. In an hour, I get to go home -assuming I make it over the bridge to my snow covered car - to my boyfriend. Life is better with him.

I'm going to head into my apartment, take off my layers of winter clothing, find C, and get a kiss from him. Probably a hug as well, to warm me up. We will get supper ready, and talk about our day, and eat delicious food. He'll make me smile more than once. I'll make him smile as well. We'll go to sleep holding hands. (Did I get any eye rolls?) Seriously, though, we most likely will, and my life is better because of that.

I am fortunate lately because he's been home so much. He'll go back to work soon, and I'll see him less. He may be gone for a week or two at a time, and I have to get used to sleeping alone again. This makes the time we have now all the better. I appreciate him and all the love he has for me. I'm constantly reminded of how lucky I am.

Life is better with him.

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Tuesday, 11 February 2014

February 8th-Heart Breaks

8.       This broke my heart

Ugh. Behind again. I think when a post doesn't get done, for the most part, like this one, it's because I'm not quite prepared to write it.

First of all, if anybody is expecting a story about a boy breaking my heart, you are not going to get it. I've been sad about break ups, I've been upset, I've cried, I've been bitter. I have NOT had a broken heart, in any form, over a break up. My life has changed, but it's always about moving on for me. It's scary. The change is scary, but if something caused the break up (which is always the case), then there was a legitimate reason for it. Why let my heart break over something so simple? Move on. It takes a while, but it feels damn good.

That being said, I really hope C and I don't break up because it'll most likely make me eat my words.

Death of family and friends is something that is heart breaking. Maybe it's because I've experienced loss one too many times in the past five years, but it seems to me, I've lost some of my empathy for 'heart broken' people in break ups because it's not loss to me. Just typing that makes me feel pretty selfish. People deal with things differently, and I know that there are a lot of people who have gone through worse than me. Sometimes, I still feel sorry for myself, so why shouldn't anybody else going through something sad, be it a break up or worse? Who am I to judge? Heart ache is heart ache. It's just important in any situation to learn how to deal with it. If not, it does make people bitter, scared, sad and unable to move on.

This sounds preachy, and I am by NO means an expert on any sort of heart break except my own. I know what I've had to do to make my heart lighter and move on. Gratitude has helped me the most.  Which is why I have the second blog going: 

So... no broken hearts for me. Just sad times, and wounds. You heal, you get better. That's life. It's tough, but you have to find the good things with the bad, or the heart just may stay wounded.

I do think if there is something you aren't getting over (it sometimes takes a while), getting help is never bad. Counsellor, friend, just somebody to help get over the sadness. That part I do feel like I have experience enough to share.

Happy love month! :)

Other blogs

I've spent the morning -when not actually working - taking a look at some blogs by other writers. I'm quite enjoying them. Here's a link if anybody is interested.

Saturday, 8 February 2014

Feb 7th - Crazy About

7. Crazy About...

While I am crazy about C, I'm going to take a break because loving my boyfriend is not the only great thing in my life. I'm crazy about so many things! Here's a little list of what I'm crazy about:

My family: I'm so very lucky to have been born into the family I did. In my opinion, I have the very best parents, and sister, I had the very best grandparents, I'm crazy about my Aunts and Uncles, and my cousins are pretty great as well. They make me laugh all the time. They give me advice and help me when I need it. They're just as crazy as me so that helps with the actual crazy part of this discussion. The fact that my sister and parents (and entire family) read as much as I do, is probably what makes me love writing and reading. They are my inspirations. Below are the pictures of my biggest inspirations. Two of the bravest women I knew.

My Friends; I'm also crazy about my friends. I'm not going to add a picture because I have too many, and I don't know which ones they'd be okay with going on here. Also it would just be too many pictures of so many awesome people. I could go on and on about why I am crazy about my friends. They are beautiful, kind hearted, supportive people. From near and far.

The Trees and the first snowfall: That's right. I'm crazy about beautiful fall trees. Not as crazy about these as my family and friends, but these are wonderful things! These aren't in the right order, but you know what they are.

Writing: I'm crazy about writing. I love the fact that I have something I'm good at, and that is mine. Also something I can share when I'm ready. Like blogging. The novel writing and stories take a little longer to share, but either way, writing has ALWAYS been my love. That's a love that will last forever.

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Thursday, 6 February 2014

February 6th 'The Best Kiss'

6. The Best Kiss

I don't pick favourites. No story. Just a pic. Possibly the only kissing one. I like the kisses good morning, the hello kisses, the random kisses. If I didn't, I'd probably be in the wrong relationship.

So that's all.

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Wednesday, 5 February 2014

February 5th - Head over Heels

5.       Head over heels for:

This isn't really much of a prompt. Plus, since love and mush month has started, I think we all know who I'm head over heels for. 

Constantly and always, I am head over heels for C since we met. 

Also... Channing Tatum would probably make me trip over my own feet. Just to change things up a little. 

I I would end this post with a picture of Channing Tatum, but that would be using a picture that isn't my own. So I'll just skip the picture this post. We know what C looks like, and I don't want to share too many personal pictures of real people on such an open blog.

   I'm officially caught up. So tomorrow, I'll write, and actually be on the correct day. Now to go read the book C brought home for me yesterday.

February 4th Romance and stuff

4.       Romance is...

It's whatever you make of it. If you spend your whole time wanting specific things and building up your romantic dreams in your head, you'll be disappointed. Or - maybe you won't. Maybe you found the perfect guy that has flowers for you every night, and takes you to romantic meals. I don't want that. I like getting flowers (although, I'll admit, I don't get them), but that's not the most important thing to me. Real affection, encouragement and love. That's all the romance I need. A kiss before I go to work, and hug when I get home, holding hands when we go for walks, and somebody to listen to me. All I need. And I have my love. I can buy my own flowers. (Not that I'd say no if I was offered some). Romance is flowers, makeup and impressing each other... love is farting in front of each other (or is that friendship?).

Romance is coming to home to flowers, love is a book he bought for me, knowing it will help me with my dreams.

PS, I love my life.

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February 3rd Best Date

3.       Best date ever
First of all, I haven't had a bad date. The point of dates is to be happy, and glad to be out with each other, and that's what we do.

I'm going to say specifically with C, my best date was our first date. It was easy and fun. We laughed, we talked, we ate, we played pool, we learned about one another, we kissed. As far as first dates go, this was a good one. I worked the next day, but was wanted to stay out with him for as long as I could so I could learn more about him.

The date obviously worked out because a year and a halfish later, we're still together, and still laugh, talk and kiss on dates. As C recently pointed out, it's better now because we're spending less time trying to convince the other we're cool because we both know we're dorks. We wouldn't have it any other way. 

Here's a picture from one of our many best dates. This one was taken before going to the Canadian Country Music Awards. (One of many great live events). 

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February 2nd 'Love at First Sight'

2.       Was it love at first sight?

I will admit here and now that I've never felt a love at first sight. I've felt lust at first sight, but never love at first sight. I'm too cautious to fall in love so quickly. We didn't even refer to one another as boyfriend/girlfriend until months after we started dating. I liked him immediately. I wanted to know him more, and the more we hung out together, the more I enjoyed my time with him. I don't know the exact moment I admitted to myself that I loved him. As I said, I was cautious. So was he. It was the type of relationship I needed.

So - no - it wasn't love at first sight. It was like at first sight. That's more important.

That's it. Below is a picture I took in Taiwan. Of Love. Just in case you don't know what it looks like. This is it.

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Tuesday, 4 February 2014

February 1st The Love of My Life

It's now the 4th, so I'm behind. Obviously, I don't have an issue with that. Although I really have to get back into writing every night instead of sporadically.  If for no other reason than to get into the lovely habit of writing every day.

So as I said, my February writing prompts are all about love.  I don't love the idea, but it's all I could find. I know I could probably make up my own, but believe it or not, I'm just not that creative. Not this month anymore. So cliche it is. The love month. (Although, all months should be love months).

1.       The love of my life
Okay, first of all, everybody that knows me or who is friends with me on Facebook, or who reads my other blog ( knows that I am in a relationship right now. We will have been dating for two years in May. I like posting pictures of us, and I like sharing with my world that I'm happy with him.

For some reason, I feel scared to admit out loud that he is the love of my life. I worry that it will jinx what I have, or worst case that some day, I won't have him anymore, and I'll read back on this and feel silly for proclaiming my love to the world for him.

However, the writing prompt was 'The Love of My Life'. And right now, this very moment, I am head over heels in love with my boyfriend. I can safely say that he is head over heels for me. We love each other, we are happy hanging out together, and we make one another smile and laugh. I hope this doesn't go away because I like it. I like feeling completely secure with how we feel about each other, and I'm so happy I've found him. So if that's what the definition is of 'the love of my life', I'll take admit to it.

So that's it. I'm admitting that he is the love of my life right now. I don't know how many we get in a lifetime. The lucky people get one. I've loved before. This love is different. It feels like more of an equal love. 

I would go more into how great my blue eyed, brown haired nerdy boyfriend is, but there's going to be a whole month of this. Probably not just about C and I though. There's lots of romantic things in this world. Dogs, cats, friends, babies... all that and more.

I'll leave you with a quote I found on Pinterest today. It was actually about marriage, but really I thought it applied to any good relationship.

"I'm not here because I'm supposed to be here, or because I'm trapped here, but because I'd rather be with you than anywhere else in the world." Richard Bach

And... a post about the love of my life wouldn't be good without a picture. This is what we always look like. 

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Sunday, 2 February 2014

Writing Challenge Day 29-31
Day 29
'For today’s task, define the unique selling point of your book. If you want to impress publishing folk, let them know that you know what your USP (unique selling point) is.How do you define your unique selling point?'
I'll get to this, but not on my blog. As always, I'm a big secret keeper. I'm just not ready to tell novel's plot yet. I want it to be more perfect. I'll get there. The things I would share aren't the unique aspects, but believe me, the story itself is pretty unique as far as I can tell.
Day 30
'For today’s task, assemble your book proposal. This will require getting everything together from earlier. Here’s the order of most proposals: Cover (or query) letter. This better include the proposed title, unique selling point(s), and very brief bio. Book overview. This breaks down the important parts of the book. Book outline. Outlines are often done in paragraph form and provide all the major elements of the book. Author bio. Unlike the bio in a query/cover letter, provide everything that might help your publisher help you sell books. Sample chapters. Some publishers may request 2-3 chapters, others may want 40-50 pages. Make these sample pages exceptional. Marketing info. This is where you define your target audience and ways to reach them. Competitive title analysis. This is where you identify successful books that are comparable and competitive with yours.'

This will be the most useful part of my writing challenge. I will be using it in the future. (soon). I've already looked at a few expectations from publishing companies, so they aren't all exactly like the above. It's a fantastic start though.

Day 31

'For today’s task, sit down and make a list of next steps. How are you going to make next month as successful as this month? How are you going to make it even more successful?'

  • Keep Blogging
  • Finish Editing (have to go through the above. Big pile is what's left of the FIRST edit. Many more to come.
  • Get my book proposal ready to go.
  • Decide on a title
  • Start my next novel. (my second novel).
  • Do my romantic February writing prompts.
And that's it for January. Next is February's writing prompts.

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