Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Critique Partners and Groups #GUTGAA!!
MAKE THE CONNECTION
I am so happy that I found about gutgaa, it has given me the chance to meet new authors and find other blogs with a host of information. It has also encouraged me to stay the course. Although I am not finish with my MS I am working even harder to complete it.
Which brings me today's post, I need a critique partner or a group. If you know of other searching or are searching your self, I would really like to chat with you and see if we are a match. I appreciate all the help I have received on this journey but find that most are already connected.
Gutgaa, is great what Deana is doing is amazing and no small task, I hope to forge some great friendships from participating. If you are interested please place a comment on this post. If you already have partner(s) but know someone who is searching, please share this post/my blog. I really appreciate your help.
Again thanks for stopping by, don't be a stranger.
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Inspiration for my MS
What do you think when you see this picture?
I love this picture it's one of many that gives me inspiration for my current WIP. I know it's kinda cliche-ish, the princess lost in the woods can you see the white horse and the gallant prince and his men following behind on the way to rescue her. No my current MS doesn't take place in a forest, so why this photo.
To me it just screams magical and mythical. Who knows maybe it will inspire my next WIP.
I couldn't get it turned the right side up. Now you know my secret. Yes this has a lot to do with my current ms. I was pondering over rather to title the book Dawn or Sapphire's Dawn. My morning commute is just before daybreak it always makes me think of the characters in my book. Something about the sky the way the clouds dance and form the most amazing picture. I found it interesting and yet dangerous driving at this time because I can't take my eyes off the sky.
The water is also an inspiration, my MC is from an island and on my drive I cross a long bridge. As I cross all I see is water and sky(and cars of course if I'm paying attention...kidding of course), I love it. Peaceful and majestic, it makes me feel like I can step into my story, my fantasy.
Side Note: I love my ms, I can't wait to get it all out, not to share it with the world, but to see where my characters take me and where the end up.
*Excerpts* Sapphire's Dawn
After some valuable critique I decided to revise this excerpt see revisions here
I decided to post an excerpt from my WIP , as a part of GUTGAA, I am looking for a critique partner or a group. If this grabs your attention, or you would like to work with me Please leave me a comment below. Also if you have the time please take a moment to critique. Applying the golden rule of course, but I am not fragile.
“Where did she come from?”
“I don't know, the young ones found her near the water. She's not a familiar, so they brought her here before going to council and, before she was conscious. She has no light doc, that's impossible right?”
I could hear them but, I couldn't see them, I felt my eyes were open but, there was only darkness. The older male voice was the doctor, but I couldn't tell if the other voice was a male or female because of the high pitch tone. I was sure it was a teenager like me. I was so use to hearing this tone down every hall in school.
“No. It's not impossible for one of us to not have a light,” answered the doctor.
I know I'm dreaming again, when I hear familiar voices in my head. Is that Mrs. Kensington? OMG! Am I in class-
“What are you going to do with her doc?” the younger voice interrupted my thoughts of complete horror.
It seemed like only a few minutes had passed, when I hear the sound of many feet approaching all at once. I understand what they were saying, but the fear in their voices was evident even from a distance. There’s maybe three or four more voices in the room with the doctor and the boy with the high pitched voice. I knew this now because I heard someone call him Michael. The footsteps become louder as they get closer to me. “Impossible. How did she get here?” This voice was an even older man.
“We don't know the young ones found her near the forbidden waters unconscious, they brought her here when they noticed she had no light,” the doctor answered.
“We must get rid of her before the others knows she is here. We don’t need the threat of another uprising, our planet will not survive it. Let's call a gathering of all the elders at once, we will be rid of her by nightfall,”it was another older voice. I guess these are the elders he asked for.
“So is she a hybrid?” Michael’s voice was panicked, this scared me too although it was just a dream I could hear my heart thud behind my ears. Get rid of me what does that mean. Why can't I wake up. I have to get out of this dream before- I cringed at the thought.
The background noise in my head changes. I know I am no longer in class, the feel of weightlessness tells me my body is being moved. Now there is complete silence to add to the darkness. I need to awaken before I lose my mind completely.
“There are no such beings as hybrids, and we all thank you to not spread inexplicable notions. Are you trying to cause another uprising? Our kind can not mate with human. Those are just old fables told to the young ones to keep them from trouble. Doctor, you are too wise to believe such tales.”
“Well then, how do you explain this human girl with no light in our universe having survived the trip and our atmosphere?” The doctor was shouting in anger, and I couldn't help but wonder why I was still in this dream. It seems so real, why can't I wake up?
“I can't explain it, but in all my five centuries I have never seen a hybrid. This fact is not because we don’t believe in them, but because they simply can not and do not exist.To end this fruitless debate, I vote now that we destroy this being immediately it is already beginning to taint our views, and alter our judgement.”
All the voices in the room each vote yes to destroy me at once. The fact that this was just a dream gave little comfort as a jolt of fear course through me. I feel my body being whisked away swiftly as if I was on something with wheels. As it rolls faster my heart pounds to its rhythm. The temperature went from cool to bolstering hot. I could feel the sweat roll down my face and back. I’m having trouble breathing the heat is so stifling, my lungs ache searching for fresh air. It was getting hotter, I could feel my skin wither, like I was on fire. I let out a scream when I realized what was happening. There was no pain, just the feeling of suffocating. I scream louder, there was still only darkness the voices were gone. I felt something cold on my forehead, someone calling my name.
“Zara, wake up honey come back to us.” It was my mom I try to scream louder there is no sound, I can’t breathe. I could feel my moms hair brush against my cheeks, her breathe cool on my face. I attempt again to find air, I inhale coughing after filling my lungs, I exhale.I'm back.
I decided to post an excerpt from my WIP , as a part of GUTGAA, I am looking for a critique partner or a group. If this grabs your attention, or you would like to work with me Please leave me a comment below. Also if you have the time please take a moment to critique. Applying the golden rule of course, but I am not fragile.
“Where did she come from?”
“I don't know, the young ones found her near the water. She's not a familiar, so they brought her here before going to council and, before she was conscious. She has no light doc, that's impossible right?”
I could hear them but, I couldn't see them, I felt my eyes were open but, there was only darkness. The older male voice was the doctor, but I couldn't tell if the other voice was a male or female because of the high pitch tone. I was sure it was a teenager like me. I was so use to hearing this tone down every hall in school.
“No. It's not impossible for one of us to not have a light,” answered the doctor.
I know I'm dreaming again, when I hear familiar voices in my head. Is that Mrs. Kensington? OMG! Am I in class-
“What are you going to do with her doc?” the younger voice interrupted my thoughts of complete horror.
If being the new, don't touch or talk to me because, I am not interested in joining your clubs or cliques girl wasn't enough. I'm also the freak that falls asleep in class and narrate a vivid account of the voices in my head. Kill me now because it will take weeks for this to blow over. The last time this happened I stayed home for a week the taunts were unbearable. After a week of absences people were more worried about me having committed suicide or something more morbid then that.
“How is it possible for one of us not to have a light doc?” The voice shrieked
“Can you please go and get the other elders, tell them there is hybrid in our mist. They will know what to do.” I could tell the doctor was annoyed.
“A hybrid? But I thought they didn’t exist, the mere mention is what caused the last uprising” the voice was higher if at all possible. I could hear the urgency in it's footsteps as it turned and ran out of the room. Hybrid...huh. Why haven't I awakened? I can't recall being this aware or dreaming for this long. Focus Zara, you must wake up.
“How is it possible for one of us not to have a light doc?” The voice shrieked
“Can you please go and get the other elders, tell them there is hybrid in our mist. They will know what to do.” I could tell the doctor was annoyed.
“A hybrid? But I thought they didn’t exist, the mere mention is what caused the last uprising” the voice was higher if at all possible. I could hear the urgency in it's footsteps as it turned and ran out of the room. Hybrid...huh. Why haven't I awakened? I can't recall being this aware or dreaming for this long. Focus Zara, you must wake up.
It seemed like only a few minutes had passed, when I hear the sound of many feet approaching all at once. I understand what they were saying, but the fear in their voices was evident even from a distance. There’s maybe three or four more voices in the room with the doctor and the boy with the high pitched voice. I knew this now because I heard someone call him Michael. The footsteps become louder as they get closer to me. “Impossible. How did she get here?” This voice was an even older man.
“We don't know the young ones found her near the forbidden waters unconscious, they brought her here when they noticed she had no light,” the doctor answered.
“We must get rid of her before the others knows she is here. We don’t need the threat of another uprising, our planet will not survive it. Let's call a gathering of all the elders at once, we will be rid of her by nightfall,”it was another older voice. I guess these are the elders he asked for.
“So is she a hybrid?” Michael’s voice was panicked, this scared me too although it was just a dream I could hear my heart thud behind my ears. Get rid of me what does that mean. Why can't I wake up. I have to get out of this dream before- I cringed at the thought.
The background noise in my head changes. I know I am no longer in class, the feel of weightlessness tells me my body is being moved. Now there is complete silence to add to the darkness. I need to awaken before I lose my mind completely.
I heard a loud noise, as if a door was forced open, footsteps coming toward me again, as they got closer the voices became clearer. The doctor was back with the older voice they called elder, there were two voices I didn't recognize, but I could tell they were as old as this elder.
“It's the same one as before, how is this possible I thought you got rid of it doctor,” the first elder asked
“I did, I destroyed it just as you instructed. It can’t be the same one.” The doctor insisted.
Destroyed! I try to control the trembles that are erupting from my body. I don't want them to know I’m conscious. I can tell they are as afraid of me as I am of them.
“If you destroyed her why is she back? How is she back?” Another voice elder said.
The doctors voice was abrupt, “I think now the real problem is finding the portal and sealing it for good. Instead of worrying how or why she is back, let's make it impossible for her to return.”
“It's the same one as before, how is this possible I thought you got rid of it doctor,” the first elder asked
“I did, I destroyed it just as you instructed. It can’t be the same one.” The doctor insisted.
Destroyed! I try to control the trembles that are erupting from my body. I don't want them to know I’m conscious. I can tell they are as afraid of me as I am of them.
“If you destroyed her why is she back? How is she back?” Another voice elder said.
The doctors voice was abrupt, “I think now the real problem is finding the portal and sealing it for good. Instead of worrying how or why she is back, let's make it impossible for her to return.”
“They know we won't allow them to expose us, and why try now?” I recognize the first elder's voice. “ Has anyone else notice the most important factor? Not only does this girl not have a light, there is no way she could come through a portal or survived our atmosphere."
"so, she is a hybrid because," Michael questioned.
It is clear she is not one of us, nor is she the girl from the last time, she had to come from Earth having survived both she has to be is a hybrid.” as fast as the words left the doctors mouth a collective gasp filled the room, followed by silence.
“There are no such beings as hybrids, and we all thank you to not spread inexplicable notions. Are you trying to cause another uprising? Our kind can not mate with human. Those are just old fables told to the young ones to keep them from trouble. Doctor, you are too wise to believe such tales.”
“Well then, how do you explain this human girl with no light in our universe having survived the trip and our atmosphere?” The doctor was shouting in anger, and I couldn't help but wonder why I was still in this dream. It seems so real, why can't I wake up?
“I can't explain it, but in all my five centuries I have never seen a hybrid. This fact is not because we don’t believe in them, but because they simply can not and do not exist.To end this fruitless debate, I vote now that we destroy this being immediately it is already beginning to taint our views, and alter our judgement.”
All the voices in the room each vote yes to destroy me at once. The fact that this was just a dream gave little comfort as a jolt of fear course through me. I feel my body being whisked away swiftly as if I was on something with wheels. As it rolls faster my heart pounds to its rhythm. The temperature went from cool to bolstering hot. I could feel the sweat roll down my face and back. I’m having trouble breathing the heat is so stifling, my lungs ache searching for fresh air. It was getting hotter, I could feel my skin wither, like I was on fire. I let out a scream when I realized what was happening. There was no pain, just the feeling of suffocating. I scream louder, there was still only darkness the voices were gone. I felt something cold on my forehead, someone calling my name.
“Zara, wake up honey come back to us.” It was my mom I try to scream louder there is no sound, I can’t breathe. I could feel my moms hair brush against my cheeks, her breathe cool on my face. I attempt again to find air, I inhale coughing after filling my lungs, I exhale.I'm back.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Critique and BETA Connections
1) Name and a one sentence intro of who you are.
Paula Sangare. I am a mother, daughter, sister, wife, and BFF. I love all things beauty and writing has always been a secret passion.
2) What do you write (age target and general genres).
YA Fantasy
3) Are you ready to jump right in and begin submitting your work to another?
YES
4) Are you looking for a critique partner or a group?
I'm open to both
5) Would you prefer to submit weekly, bi-weekly, monthly or as needed? And how much would you like to submit each time (chapter, 2 chapters, etc)?
Weekly or Bi-weekly a chapter at a time.
6) What kind of critique feedback are you looking for?
I want the basics, as well as ideas on how I could maybe tighten a statement, or if it needs to be said differently to get my point across. I hope that answers this question.
7) How can I contact you? (email)
psangare51@gmail.comBETA READER
1) A brief introduction.
I'm a new author the MS I'm working on now is my second attempt. The first is still a work in progress. I finally decided to take the time to write seriously and dedicate time to write. I have a family and a business that keeps me busy, writing has become an escape.
2) Is it only for a current WIP or are you looking for someone long term?
I'm looking for someone long term
3) If current what is the project (a one sentence summary along with genre and age target)
YA Fantasy about Sapphire a seventeen year old high school student who learns Earth is not her home.
4) If long term what do you like to write (age target and general genres)
I love YA Epic Fantasy, and all it entails, I love creating new worlds
5) Do you have something ready now? When do you anticipate having something ready/needing a BETA Reader?I am on target to complete my MS by November 1st
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
GUTGAA!!! Meet and Greet Questions
-Where do you write?
I would love to snuggle in a chair big enough for my 5'9 frame to get lost in, with my laptop propped on my lap and my favorite drink (white chocolate mocha, soy milk 1 pump vanilla, 1 pump toffee nut, extra whip cream with my shots ristratto(i think that's spelled correct)) Thank God for Starbucks. Since I don't have that chair, I will curl up in my bed, on my couch, and yes at my local Starbucks, and allow my fantasy to spill out onto my computer.
-Quick. Go to your writing space, sit down and look to your left. What is the first thing you see?
Since I'm now sitting on my couch a place where I write often, to my left is my dinning room table. A place where I also creat, quality time over dinner with my family. My supportive husband and 2 of our 4 children, 2 girls and 2 boys, 1 of which is at our dinner table often.
-Favorite time to write?
Sunrise, the freshness of a new day not only inspires me to write in general but the WIP I'm working on today reminds me of sunrise, the way the clouds run away or around the beckoning sun, as I inhale taking in a new day I am energized and can spit out 10,000 words:)
-Drink of choice while writing?
As I stated earlier, Starbucks is my drug of choice.
-When writing , do you listen to music or do you need complete silence?
My mind is like the hamster in a cage running on that little wheel, it's constantly moving rapidly. Yes, I listen to music and watch movies. If it's too quiet I can hear the squeaking:)
-What was your inspiration for your latest manuscript and where did you find it?
My love for all things mythical, and magical. Each day I get the chance to hide away in my fantasy world. I love it, I don't have to wait on my favorite show, I can create one in my head whenever I want.
-What's your most valuable writing tip?
Get It In!!! My biggest problem was editing my WIP, before it was completed I spent a year revising, over and over, and a year later I found myself still revising. Here in year 2 on this MS, I have decided to just write don't edit until I have completed this Ms, and then I will tackle editing 1 chapter at a time.
For me, I work best if I don't focus on misppellings grammar and such just get the entire idea in.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
GUTGAA!!!
So, this is the first time I have heard of GUTGAA!, I'm pretty excited to see how this all works. I am planning to participate in some aspect of it all.
Its late and I'm tired I will post more details tomorrow (as I learn more myself). Tune in then I promise to be more captivating~
Its late and I'm tired I will post more details tomorrow (as I learn more myself). Tune in then I promise to be more captivating~
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