Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Book Giveaway: The Covered Deep by Brandy Vallance

Easily one of my favourite books of the year. Told expertly in a voice recalling the romances of the 19th Century, I was immediately hooked by Bianca's search for love an adventure beyond her humble background. Indeed, there is no better character with whom an armchair bookish traveler can identify than this spunky, spirited woman and her quest for love and happiness. The love and happiness part stumbles and hiccups in London and beyond to Palestine as Bianca joins an unusual group of eccentric contest winners. Among these is the dashing Paul Emerson who is the perfect Rochester-Darcy hybrid and the ultimate thinking girl's dream man. Tangible, sensory experiences in the creaking, dim museum in London, over the ocean and to the Holy Land beyond, the Covered Deep is an intelligent and spirited romp. Part Count of Monte Cristo, part Jane Eyre and remnant of Deanna Raybourn and Jane Orcutt, the Covered Deep is a rollicking delight. Its spry sense of humour, breathtaking descriptions and winning heroine are the ultimate in pitch-perfect craft. Transport yourself! It's easy--- just buy this book.

 Along with Brandy and Worthy Publishing, I want to give two lucky readers the opportunity to visit one of my favourite worlds of the year and meet Bianca, one of my recent best book friends. 

It's rare that I book crush as hard on a book as I did on this; but I know that hopeless, daydreamy romantics with a penchant for BBC miniseries and things-that-go-bump-in-the-night, not to mention stalwart, swoon-worthy heroes and a taste of intrigue, will love this unique book as I did.

Simply tell me who your most dashing, swoon-worthy literary hero is and you could have a chance to meet Paul Emerson!

Explore the world of The Covered Deep on Pinterest

Monday, October 20, 2014

Books that were Just "Meh" for Me....( no plots, just thoughts)

The Secrets of Sloane House by Shelly Gray

I have to admit to being disappointed by a book that seemed to pale in comparison with its premise. Wanting a little more oomph, edge and feeling of suspense to the story, I was disappointed that, instead, it played out in a light and almost saccharine manner.

Secrets of Sloane House does well at capitalizing on a gorgeous part of American history and setting it one of the most intriguing American cities. Further, the Upstairs/Downstairs feel to the story---and the cross-social-barrier love story-- all play into popular tropes of our day. While Gray holds a competent pen and can easily (if someone straightforwardly ) usher us from A to B, I found this read to lack passion, the aforementioned suspense, and the "things that go bump in the night" prickles I wanted from a mystery. Great concept... not so great final product

To add, the evangelical themes are a little heavy-handed with the author relying on italicized prayers and moments of blatant conversation and spiritual understanding.

I encourage this author to take a chance, fling open the door, colour outside the lines. There is a rigidity to the structure of this mystery that is just a little too careful. With more edge and more suspense, it is a great idea.....

(copy provided by the BookLook Program via Zondervan

The Rosie Effect by Graeme Simsion

There is no doubt that Graeme Simsion excels at voice and world. He is more than true and faithful to his unique and eccentric construct and he inhabits it with a quirky narrative and sly, shy sense of humour that is at times awkward and beguiling.  Like the greatest fictional puzzles of our day---like Sherlock Holmes and Sheldon Cooper-- I remain excited that I can want to hug Don Tillman and punch him at the same time.

A few missteps in humour and a lot of perambulatory information kept this from flowing as smoothly and conversationally as the first in what I anticipate will be a series.  

A few cute quotes:

"My love for Rosie was so powerful that it had caused my brain to make a grammatical error."

"I had also, at various times, been labelled schizophrenic, bipolar, an OCD sufferer and a typical gemini."

" I was seeing variations of the world's most beautiful woman. It was like listening to a new version of a favourite song."

"Sex was absolutely not allowed to be scheduled, at least not by explicit discussion, but I had become familiar with the sequence of events likely to precipitate it, a blueberry muffin from Blue Sky Bakery, a triple shot of espresso from Otha's, removal of my shirt, and my impersonation of Gregory Peck in To Kill a Mockingbird. I had learned not to do all four in the same sequence on every occasion, as my intention would then be obvious."

Why the Sky is Blue by Susan Meissner

Obviously Meissner is a skilled writer and yet I find every time I pick up one of her novels I am expecting more than what I am given.  Perhaps this is because she is long toted and praised and my expectations are just too high  (my fault, not hers).   Why the Sky is Blue does well at asking interesting questions and flashing from familial relationship to dysfunctional familial relationship, but at a cost.  I found the overt-evangelical threads to this novel to be a little heavy-hitting.  Indeed, there were moments where I waded out of transformative fiction to agenda and propaganda.  This is one of Meissner's earlier works and I can whole-heartedly say she has evened out the balance and now paints faith with a more subtle, deft stroke of brush, but it did mar my taste of the story.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Here's an ACTUAL "Things About Me" post

I filled out a questionnaire on things about me the other day.... but the more I thought about it ... the more I realized that if I were to ACTUALLY fill out a things about me survey I would have to be more honest, the more it would look like this:

I don't like entertaining people

The first thing I notice about the opposite sex is their smile

I write. ALL THE TIME. that's all I do. I write and write and write.  I write when I am writing. I write when I am walking. I write when I am working.

I love wine and books and tea.  And I go to the gym regularly; but will always feel like I need to lose ten pounds.

I think about my weight all of the time.

I sometimes look at girls on the subway and think "she must have a boyfriend because she's thin"

Happiness is being able to eat ice cream without worrying about how to work it off

I always sneeze in threes

I hate night clubs

My first drink was when I was 21 years old

I never believed in Santa Claus

I wrote a secret note addressed to no one---rather like a time capsule---that I slid into a loose board at in the Bethel Pentecostal Sanctuary in Goderich, Ontario ( where my dad was pastoring at the time)

I will ( and can) walk for hours on end

I have S Club 7 on my ipod

I cannot cook.

I hate untidy spaces.

I don't eat red meat.

I sometimes don't pay my phone bill on time

I don't know how to talk on dates, so I giggle.

I once went to speed-dating and it was the worst night of my life (only SLIGHT hyperbole)

My confident exterior is a ruse for the fact that I am shaking inside.

I am a natural introvert, conditioned to act like an extrovert.

I was terrible in French at school

I still sometimes have to look up what the word "complacency" means

I am actually quite shy in person. Social media is a godsend.

I love going to the movies by myself

I am rarely lonely: except when I'm in crowds

I dread small talk

I wish I didn't impulse-buy clothes, shoes, and scarves

I keep a bar of chocolate at my desk when I am writing

People often tell me they think I'm a snob when they first meet me. Little do they realize it is because I am more nervous than they are.

I sometimes eat microwave popcorn for dinner

I have never wanted kids; but I have always wanted to be married.

I am a ridiculously hopeless romantic and imagine myself in love all of the time. ( Do colours seem different? Are sounds more acute?  Do things really blur into rose-coloured wonder? Does everything but the person to whom you are attached fade ?)

I hate the words "stake" and "steak"

I cried in Kindergarten when the copy of The Sleep Book by Dr. Seuss that my dad read to me aloud every night had to be returned to the library ( don't worry: it was then I learned I could sign it out again)

I want strawberries at my wedding because Emma Woodhouse mentioned them.  But, I dread the fact  that I might never marry and that the hours of imaginative planning for my wedding will go unrealized

I sometimes sleep with a book under my pillow in hopes that I'll dream about it

I can remember dreams I had as a child

I love my city.

I wear second-hand clothes prowled from thrift shops ( I hate things w labels and I never want anyone to recognize where I purchased a piece of clothing)

I often prefer my own company to being with others, though most people think me an extrovert

I walked out of The Notebook

I wanted Rose to end up with Mr. Andrews in Titanic.

I love visiting my parents in their small town and watching BBC miniseries in their rec room

I should make my lunch more often

I try to read five books a week ( mostly on the subway)

I keep waiting for life to happen

I often wake up with panic attacks in the middle of the night  and am thankful that iCarly is on television in re-runs. That show has seen me through some of the roughest nights of my life

I love classical music and treasure going to the symphony by myself.

My greatest fear is dying alone.

I am allergic to lilacs.

I cannot remember a time I didn't want to have a book published.

I measure things in hurdles I have to jump

I am a life-long day dreamer

I cannot drive  as I don't have my license

I love Christmas

I'm scared of spiders

I fill silences immediately, thinking they'll eventually become awkward

I'd rather anticipate failure than revel in hope

I read The Blue Castle more than once a month

I have a Rubbermaid container full of long-hand scribbles under my childhood bed in my parent's house and I rarely look at it when I visit

Friday, October 17, 2014

20 Random Things Meme

I was tagged by the adorable, illustrious and uber-talented Jessica R Patch! 

1.How tall are you?:

2.Do you have a hidden talent? If so, what is it? I'm a classically trained singer who studied opera.

3. What’s your biggest blog-related pet peeve?
Tell the truth. I can tell from a mile away if someone is doing lip-service to a book just because they don't wanna step on someone's toes.

4. What’s your biggest non blog-related pet peeve?  small talk. inauthenticity. crowds.

5. What’s your favorite song?  whoa! I have a billion.  I like James Morrison's "You Give Me Something" a lot.

7. What’s your favorite way to spend your free time when you’re alone?

8. What’s your favorite junk food?


9. Do you have a pet or pets? If so, what kind and what are their names? no. *sniff*  Someday I shall have a Basset Hound.

10. What are your #1 favorite fiction and nonfiction books?
Here's 3: Les Miserables by Victor Hugo, The Blue Castle by LM Montgomery, Great Expectations by Charles Dickens.  For non fiction? I love That Summer in Paris by Morley Callaghan

11. What’s your favorite beauty product?  Red Lipstick. Revlon 740 Certainly Red

12. When were you last embarrassed? What happened?
Talking to an author I like and completely forgot the name of her book.

13. If you could drink one beverage (besides water) for the rest of your life, what would it be?
I love Santa's Secret tea from David's Tea. I also LOVE pinot grigio.

14. What’s your favorite movie?
 Master and Commander.

15. What were you in high school: prom queen, nerd, cheerleader, jock, valedictorian, band geek, loner, artist, prep?   student council president, part of every remotely artistic thing there was to be involved in. headed the school radio.

16. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?
 where I live now, Toronto. But I'd love to have a place to escape to in Vienna and one in England and one in Halifax ;)

17. PC or Mac?  
 at work, I have a PC, but my personal life I am Lady Apple: ipod, ipad, Mac, iphone. LOVE apple.

18. Last romantic gesture from a crush, date, boy/girlfriend, spouse?  I got a card from a secret admirer.

19. Favorite celebrity?

 Benedict Cumberbatch

20. What blogger do you secretly want to be best friends with?
Not a blogger so much as a Social Media presence, but I wanna be friends with Mindy Kaling.

Short Gush: Storm Siren by Mary Weber

I am currently finishing a detailed official review for Breakpoint's Youth Reads, but in the meantime, I would be remiss if I didn't let you know the book I am crushing on hard this week:  Storm Siren by the delightful Mary Weber

Review snippet:

Ridiculously beautiful prose, reminiscent of the pre-evangelism of Tolkien and chockful of hope, deft symbols and the clash of good and evil,. Storm Siren is smart and snappy. The dialogue is hilarious, the themes of self-harm, penance, power and control are expertly interwoven and the world is crafted perfectly. Stronger for me than the Hunger Games, the first whisper of romance atop a raging war, the clash of elementals, terrenes and vicious villainy were ingenious. This is expertly rendered crossover fiction that is destined to hit the right chord with teens and adults alike. If you like Dystopian works with a gorgeous fantastical twist told with a bitingly perfect sense of humour, look no further

Nym is a sarcastic and whip-smart thing and Eogan is to die for.  Their banter? The stuff that dreams are made of.

This book was provided by the BookLook program at Harper Collins Christian. 

Just because it is a Christian publication doesn't mean it was written JUST for religious folks: if you like fantasy with strong religious emblems like Lewis and Tolkien and even Rowling, then make sure you check this out. 

Thursday, October 09, 2014

Blog Tour: Sharyn McCrumb Nora Bonesteel's Christmas Past and GIVEAWAY

Popular author Sharyn McCrumb returns with a story in time for Christmas shopping

Read the first Chapter here 


To win a copy of the book, just tweet at me citing that you found this on the blog and using the hashtag #NoraIsBack

Book giveaway open to Canadian and US residents :)

Wednesday, October 08, 2014


Hello Chickens!

(stealing a few Deanna-isms)

Deanna Raybourn (the radiant and glorious and wonderful and snarky and deliciously funny and intelligent and witty and...GAH!.... and.... *sentence truncated due to too many appropriate complimentary adjectives and not enough time* ) is on the blog today.

I bookcrush SO hard on her books which are like a knowing, wily and sly wink to we readers who know exactly what she is doing and live on her fare as if it our sustenance, our oasis at the brim of desert barren Damascus (or, you, know Victorian England).

Read my review (actually, loquaciously rambly rave of love ) for City of Jasmine
Now, we return to 1920s Damascus in Night of a Thousand Stars which I bought on release day and stare at lovingly because I am too afraid to start it, lest I read it too fast and finish it.... ahhhh l'amour!

1) We’re writing a Hallmark Christmas movie. Who is the hero? He’s a businessman who decides to play Santa for a group of orphans and gets stuck in the chimney. The fireman who pulls him out just happens to be a woman…

2) You can transpose Sir Percy (the Scarlet Pimpernel) into any era. Where does he end up? NOW. Can you imagine the horror of Percy Blakeney trying to load apps onto his iPhone? Or manage an infinity scarf? He’d be traumatized, staring at hipsters through his quizzing glass as he waits for the barista to finish making his caramel macchiato. It would be delicious.

3) In a battle of wits a la The Princess Bride (okay. Maybe not). Who wins: Gabriel (City of Jasmine) or Sebastian (Night of A Thousand Stars)? Trying to referee that particular smackdown would be as ill-advised as starting a land war in Asia. No way am I going there.

4) Can I marry Gabriel, please? If you can take Evie, he’s yours. But remember—she shot the man she loved. IN THE CHEST. Come prepared is all I’m saying.

5) I felt that there were hints of The Scarlet Pimpernel informing City of Jasmine. Is there a wisp of a classic romance in Night of a Thousand Stars? Oh, bless you! I adore The Scarlet Pimpernel, and yes, Gabriel is a definite homage to Percy. My first true “character crush” was Percy, and it never really ended. I blame Anthony Andrews. Although I love the Leslie Howard version, Anthony Andrews is still the definitive Percy.

6) Who would play Sebastian in the movie? Adam Rayner. Or any other charming Brit with a winsome smile and dark hair. I’m pretty flexible on that point.
This was a fun google search 

7) What is your writing process? Do you write chronologically? Do you outline? How does the brilliance come together? I write chronologically from a vague outline. I know how I’m beginning and how I’m ending; I also know the main points I’m going to hit in the plot, but I don’t know the fine details at the start. That part of the process is organic. I am lucky because I write books that are almost always mysteries in structure, and you really can’t tinker with that too much. If my main character is solving a puzzle, she has to have pieces and she has to collect them in a certain order, fitting them together as she goes. I get more and more of the details as I go along, packing them in where they work best.

8) You are an expert at period authentic dialogue. Indeed, if we were to strip back to the prose so that only the dialogue remains, I think any of your books would suit the stage well. What goes into crafting fresh, sprightly and, most of all, realistic dialogue infused with the idiosyncrasies of the eras you write in? What a lovely compliment! The trick with period dialogue is that you have to strike a careful balance between “historical-sounding” exchanges—which are often quite stilted—and discussions that sound too modern but are more relatable for readers. In my experience, Victorian novels are more formal in their construction than a lot of the letters and journals written at the same time, which makes perfect sense as letters and journals are a more casual form of communication. To me that’s a hint that conversation was probably more relaxed than we think. It’s often down to some really basic techniques too, like removing contractions. I leave some in to give a bit of realism to the dialogue, but I always find myself pulling out a LOT of them when I revise. It does help that I tend to think in fairly florid language…

9) You are adept at the Victorian era, obviously, and I have quite enjoyed your foray into the 20s. Is there a period of history you have, as of yet, not tackled but are dying to? Revolutionary France! But that’s the Pimpernel talking. I do have an idea for a novel that begins in 1789, but it would be a very long time before I’m able to write it—if ever. I am collecting a nice shelf full of reference books just in case. For now I’m pretty smitten with late Victorian, and that’s where my new series is set.

10) What is your favourite publishing memory thus far?
I’m lucky enough to have a few pretty great ones, but the day I hit the New York Times bestseller list is at the top. I happened to be in New York for a conference and the entire day was a whirlwind of congratulations from my publisher, editor, writer pals. But around midnight I happened to be in the middle of Times Square with my agent, wearing an evening gown and tipsy on a bottle and a half of champagne. And as we stood right in the center of all that neon and noise and craziness, the Black Eyed Peas’ song “I Gotta Feeling” came on. And we just stood there, hugging each other and taking in the moment and it was pretty damned spectacular.

                                                      Visit Deanna on her blog ( witticism galore)  

Tuesday, October 07, 2014

Behind the French Executioner by CC Humphreys

note: we like CC Humphreys and we like this book which has long been available in Canada but is finally available in the American marketplace.

talking about "Plague" which is freaking AWESOME over a pint at the Dora Keogh 

and we love Jack Absolute 

We also like The French Executioner! You will, too,



Where do the ideas for novels come from?

I remember exactly what I was doing when the idea for The French Executioner hit me like a bolt of lightning. I was working out.

I was living in Vancouver at the time. Making my living as an actor. I’d written a couple of plays. But my dream from childhood had always been to write historical fiction.

I wasn’t thinking of any of that, on that day in a gym in 1993. I was thinking about shoulder presses. Checking my form in the mirror.

This is what happened. (It also shows you the rather strange associations in my brain!)

I lift the weight bar.

Me, in my head. ‘God, I’ve got a long neck.’

Lower bar.

‘If I was ever executed,’ - Raise bar - ‘it would be a really easy shot for the ax.’

Lower bar.

‘Or the sword. Because, of course, Anne Boleyn was executed with a sword.’

Raise bar. Stop half way.

‘Anne Boleyn had six fingers on one hand.’
Flash! Boom! Put down bar before I drop it. It came together in my head, as one thing: the executioner, brought from France to do the deed, (I remembered that from school). Not just taking her head. Taking her hand as well, that infamous hand – and then the question all writers have to ask: what happened next?

I scurried to the library. Took out books. I knew it had to be a novel. I did some research, sketched a few ideas. But the problem was, I wasn’t a novelist. A play had seemed like a hill. A novel – well, it was a mountain, and I wasn’t ready to climb it. So I dreamed a while, then quietly put all my research, sketches, notes away.
But I never stopped thinking about it. The story kept coming and whenever I was in a second hand bookstore I’d study the history shelves and think: if ever I write that novel – which I probably never will – I’ll want… a battle at sea between slave galleys. So I’d buy a book on that subject, read it. Buy another, read it.

November 1999. Six years after being struck by lightning. I’m living back in England and I find a book on sixteenth century mercenaries - and I knew the novel I was never going to write would have mercenaries. Twenty pages in, I turn to my wife and say: “You know, I think I’m going to write that book.” And she replies, “It’s about bloody time.”

I wrote. The story, all that research, had stewed in my head for so long, it just poured out. Ten months and I was done. I wondered if it was any good. I sent it to an agent. She took me on and had it sold three months later.
I was a novelist after all.

visit CC Humphreys on the web

Friday, October 03, 2014

Candace Calvert Giveaway c/o Crazy 4 Fiction

Last week at ACFW I went to this amazing party that Crazy 4 You Fiction (Tyndale) threw, intermingling industry professionals with their amazing authors.

While brushing shoulders with Rene Gutteridge, Carre Armstrong Gardiner and Lisa Wingate, among others,I learned a lot about Tyndale's amazing upcoming lineup and even some fun facts about the authors.

Free books abounded, so did cheesecake and coffee and prizes for the authors and the participants.

Today, I'd like to offer a giveaway of one such prize pack to one lucky American book enthusiast.

Rachel with Jan Stob, Fiction Acquisitions Editor, and Shaina Turner, Acquisitions Editor and Crazy4Fiction mastermind
It's easy, all you have to do is leave your name in the comment below and your email and follow me on twitter. That's right, you have to follow me on twitter. I am AMAZINGLY fun on twitter so you won't regret it ;)  @rachkmc

I will be cross referencing the comments here so leave your twitter handle, your email and your thoughts on Tyndale's awesome fiction line. Can't wait to get the discussion going.

One lucky winner will receive A Candace Calvert prize pack with goodies handpicked by the popular medical romance author herself!

  • Autographed book bag

  • 3 signed books (the Grace Medical series), signed bookmarks

  • Cute cupcake design band aids

  • “Medicinal” chocolate

  • And an assortment of hot beverage mixes: Starbucks coffee and cocoa, tea bags

Crazy 4 Fiction is on Facebook and on twitter and the site is always chockful of fabulous new information

Thursday, October 02, 2014

Arms of Love by Kelly Long

From the PublisherThe year is 1777. America is in turmoil. And Amish life is far different than today.

Pennsylvania in the late 18th century, once called William Penn's Woods, was an assortment of different faiths living together for the first time in American history. Included in this tapestry was a small and struggling population called Amish.

Surrounding this peaceful people were unavoidable threats: both Patriots and the British were pillaging land and goods for the sake of the war, young Amishmen were leaving the faith to take up arms and defend freedom. A simple walk in the untamed forests could result in death, if not from bullet or arrow, then from an encounter with a wild animal.

Amid this time of tumult, Adam Wyse is fighting a personal battle. To possibly join the war efforts and leave his faith, which would mean walking away from the only woman he's ever loved: Lena Yoder. But for that love he's made a promise that may keep them apart permanently.

When Adam withdraws from Lena, she's forced to turn to his brother, Isaac, for support. Must Lena deny her heart's desire to save Adam's soul? And will life in this feral and primitive New World be more than this peace-keeping people can withstand?

Amish Fiction is not usually my cup of tea; but the historical resonance set this book apart for me. Obviously Kelly Long is a trusted name in this submarket of the CBA and her storytelling prowess, here, is strong and coupled with a great knack for interweaving historical detail. if Amish is for you, like me, not your first go-to, then I would recommend a book that takes a slightly different approach. The 18th Century is one not always utilized as well as it should be in the Christian marketplace. Moreover, if you are a die-hard Amish reader, then it will be interesting for you to dive into this origin story: entrenched in verisimilitude and sprinkled with romance, embedded with hardship and spun in a reverent tone.

A Loquacious Love Letter to "Lizzy and Jane" and why we, dear reader, are deserving of this book. [Complete with a sprinkling of quotes]

“Because for the first time in months, maybe years, a person, a food, a need, an answer and an inspiration had melted together and become whole. This is what I was after and it felt close. I simmered with giddiness.”

Lizzy and Jane is an effortlessly told story of illness, grief, familial relations and the frayed ties that bind.  Two sisters separated by distance and wedged by loss rediscover what connected them in the first place as Lizzy learns to relinquish control, find love and adventure and give her heart completely.

I wrote this fangirlish squee to Reay on facebook as soon as I turned the last page:

"It's literature ! And you never talk down the reader. You expect them to have a working knowledge of Dickens and Hemingway among others. And the themes are so subtle and resonant. And the dialogue just sparkles. It's edgy and sardonic and bitter and buoyant and sparkly and all good things ! The setting of Seattle just permeates the page. And I can see its colours and smell what Lizzy is cooking and it is remarkable. The whole thing. Just perfect"

With a coy nod to Austen and a breathtaking voice that never takes the reader’s working knowledge of classics for granted ( indeed, expects the reader to rise to the whipsmart level), Lizzy and Jane is the benchmark for cross-over fiction sprinkled with inspirational themes yet woven in a unique and literary voice.

“Suddenly I knew two things: Nick couldn’t leave and winks were better than chocolate.”

“Great writers and my mom never used food as an object. Instead it was a medium, a catalyst to mend hearts, to break down barriers, to build relationships"

“I tapped Emma, resting on Jane’s lap: You see it in Austen. She only mentions food as a means to bring characters together, reveal aspects of their nature and their moral fiber. Hemingway does the same, though he skews more towards the drinks. Nevertheless, it’s never about the food---it’s about what the food becomes in the hands of the giver and the recipient.”

Reay has constructed a sub-genre of literary love letter infused with enough favourite reads to peak the interest of those familiar while weaving the same themes in an accessible way for her readership at large.

And the tenets of Grace are so smart and delicate. As smart and delicate as the reference she makes to Babette's Feast: that gorgeous movie shaped by the Isak Denisen book and appropriated by Philip Yancey for What's So Amazing About Grace:

“It’s a movie-," a sleepy Lizzy informs Nick, " a Danish movie about a small remote village that gets caught up in petty squabbles. Then Babette, a formerly famous Parisian chef, comes to work for the two main characters. It’s about a glorious meal that brings forgiveness and….love.. It brings love.”
Grace is never so greatly epitomized than in communal feasting and that motif stretches lyrically strong through the work without bludgeoning the reader with the obvious stick. We deserve this novel, reader, you and I.  We are WORTHY of this novel, you and I. Reay writes for the thinking person.

“It’s never too late to learn that the love needs to be greater than the like.”

“She had collected herself and somehow it made me feel like I’d reached the end of a good book –or a lovely movie—a soft sadness crept over me.”

“She never goes for the obvious. Her hero puts you in a carriage because that’s what we want---someone to love us like that, to woo us even if our egos or our fear makes us resist…”

She understands Austen, yes, but she also understands the internal structure of the reader and a reader’s connection to sense, place, time and food.  Lizzy and Jane’s past experiences are imprinted by Austen and the tireless mechanizations of chemo and loss cannot separate them from that indelible stamp.

 Lizzy and Jane may have a beguiling plot with a very Captain Wentworthian undertone ( readers, get thee to a swooning couch near the end) and it may present the lovely idea of crafting culinary experiences specifically for those ravaged by the horrors of chemo, but it is not the plot or the characters that I want to focus on. Rather, I want to say that we are worthy of this book. 
Yes we need to thank Katherine Reay; but we also need to thank Thomas Nelson.   Readers deserve this fiction.

You can talk all you want about the “state” of Christian fiction, how it “dumbs things down” or crosses lines of accessibility sacrificing its literary intent; but you are wrong when you pit yourself against an artist like Reay.

She is not in the business of writing books. She is in the business of crafting experiences and forcing you to remember, to revel in and to relish the first moment you creaked the spine of a favourite tome and fell into its world. 

Author Interview: Anne Mateer

From the Publisher:

Lula Bowman has finally achieved her dream: a teaching position and a scholarship to continue her college education in mathematics. But then a shocking phone call from her sister, Jewel, changes everything.
With a heavy heart, Lula returns to her Oklahoma hometown to do right by her sister, but the only teaching job available in Dunn is combination music instructor/basketball coach. Lula doesn't even consider those real subjects!

Determined to prove herself, Lula commits to covering the job for the rest of the school year. Reluctantly, she turns to the boys' coach, Chet, to learn the newfangled game of basketball. Chet is handsome and single, but Lula has no plans to fall for a local boy. She's returning to college and her scholarship as soon as she gets Jewel back on her feet.

However, the more time she spends around Jewel's family, the girls' basketball team, music classes, and Chet, the more Lula comes to realize what she's given up in her single-minded pursuit of degree after degree. God is working on her heart, and her future is starting to look a lot different than she'd expected.

1.) Chet’s guilt at not fighting overseas is palpable throughout the story. What did you draw on to make this struggle so believable?

I think we all tend to feel guilt—right or wrong—over some situation in our lives. Although I didn’t really think about it until you asked this question, I guess I would say I (unconsciously!) drew on the guilt I felt when my kids were small. Every other mommy I knew loved their babies. I just wanted them to hurry and grow up! I later figured out that just when I really started to feel good about being a mom—as my kids approached middle school and beyond—many of those moms who doted on their babies were floundering. I felt so guilty as a young mom, but I needn’t have. I just thrived in a different phase of motherhood. But of course I didn’t know that at the time!

2.) You wrote alternating first person viewpoints for both Chet and Lula and convincingly so. Was it difficult to switch from one to the other?

Yes and no. I was very nervous to try my hand at the male point of view, but as to two different characters narrating, that wasn’t so difficult. Because I have some background in acting it seems quite natural to me to “become” another person, which is why I enjoy the first person point of view. But I’d never been a guy before! I’m not sure I really got it right, but I liked trying. Who knows? I might attempt it again one day.

3.) There is a sweet, wistful and nostalgic sense of Americana in your books, especially in this one. What are some of your favourite aspects of this period?

I love hearing that, Rachel. Thank you! On of my favorite things about this time period is that it allows for so much flexibility. There was so much going on that was “new” and yet so many people continued on in the “old” ways—even until after World War II. It’s fun to explore the latest craze in a story or to think about how life was different then from even my grandparents’ lives. I loved bringing the music in various forms into this book because we often forget that in the years before the Great War there still was no radio and there were very few films. For me, it all comes down to researching enough to be able to imagine what a “normal” person would be doing with their days even while living through “extraordinary” times.

4.) You recently wrote a contemporary story. How did the writing process change between it and your historical novels, if at all?

I did! It’s a Christmas story that will appear in this year’s Cup of Christmas Cheer from Guideposts. It’s funny, but as much as I love historical fiction, I actually have three completed contemporary manuscripts in my computer, too! For me, the storytelling process is essentially the same, but it does require a huge shift in thinking about the characters—how they move, how they talk, how they think, how they relate to one another—which of course greatly affects the story itself. I love both historical and contemporary, but I can’t immerse myself in both worlds in one writing day. At least not yet! :)

5.) What other projects are bubbling in that creative brain of yours?

I’m currently researching a Civil War era story and can’t wait to start writing it. I have no idea when or how it will be published, but I hope you’ll see it in 2015. I also have a contemporary cast of characters that are screaming to be let out, so we’ll see what happens with them, too! And I’d love to try my hand at a novella soon. So many ideas. Not enough hours in the day.

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

Interview: LYNN AUSTIN

So, total dream-come-true moment last week when I had the opportunity to interview Lynn Austin for Novel Crossing.

check it out here 

Litfuse Blog Tour: The Sacred Year by Michael Yankoski

Hi Team,

this book really appeals to me but what with work, some last minute freelance projects, and a life halted to prep and attend the ACFW conference in St Louis I have not finished it yet. Mea culpa.

That being said, our friends at Litfuse have provided enough information about the book to give you a sneak peek and entice you to read further.

When I get a moment to come up for air, I am definitely going to read the copy on my kindle.

From the publisher: 

One searcher’s honest and fascinating journey to encounter God, love others, and discover his true self through a year of spiritual practices.

Frustrated and disillusioned with his life as a Christian motivational speaker, Michael Yankoski was determined to stop merely talking about living a life of faith and start experiencing it. The result was a year dedicated to engaging in spiritual practices, both ancient and modern, in a life-altering process that continues to this day. Whether contemplating an apple for an hour before tasting it (attentiveness), eating on $2.00 a day (simplicity) or writing simple letters of thanks (gratitude), Michael discovered a whole new depth through the intentional life.
Stirred on by the guiding voice of Father Solomon, a local monk, Yankoski's life is slowly transformed. Both entertaining and heart-wrenching, Yankoski’s story will resonate with those who wish to deepen their own committed faith as well as those who are searching - perhaps for the first time - for their own authentic encounter with the Divine.

Read the story behind The Sacred Year on Litfuse today 

Visit the website 

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Author Interview: Sarah Loudin Thomas

1) How long had Miracle in A Dry Season been simmering in your brain before it took to the page?

Not long at all. I wrote what will likely be the third book in the series first—that’s the one that had been with me a long time. Book #3 is about Perla’s granddaughter and the miracle is walking on water. Once I got it down on paper, the others flowed from it pretty naturally.

2) I thoroughly enjoyed Miracle in a Dry Season; but I also enjoyed Appalachian Serenade. How did the experience of writing a novella differ from writing the novel? Was this something you had plotted in your head while writing Miracle, or something that happened after you signed your contract?

I have a secret. I’ve never had much use for novellas. Then Bethany House asked me to write one as an introduction to Miracle in a Dry Season. So I read several and found out there are some really good novellas out there! Honestly, writing it was easier—certainly quicker. The main trick for me was to catch myself every time a storyline started snowballing. For example, when the railroad shuts down and a lumber company moves into town, I could have loaded so much conflict and drama in. Instead, I just left it alone so I could work out the romance between my characters.

3) Your series has the most amazing hook: Everyday miracles happening in Everyday life. Other than the fact that miracles still do happen every day, what do you most want you readers to take from your stories?

I hope my books are comforting. I want to write the apple pie of Christian fiction. Life is hard and while tough stuff happens to my characters, there’s always hope, always redemption. I want readers to know God will sort it all out in the end—it may take a while, but he will. In the meantime, have another slice of pie.

4.) Appalachia plays a big part in your work and becomes a character itself….how do you capture the inspiration you seem to live in everyday? Do you jot notes, take pictures?

First, I have an incredible childhood to draw upon. Growing up on a 100-acre farm smack in the middle of Appalachia infused me with a deep sense of place. Second, I’m blessed to live in Appalachia now, although a bit further south. I hike in Pisgah National Forest almost every day and I get to interact with the best people in the world. Just the other day I was talking to a 79-year-old woman who grew up in the mountains. A friend asked her if she wanted some flowers planted in her front yard. “I wouldn’t care if you put a few around my angel statue out there.” That’s mountain-speak for, “Yes, please, but don’t feel like you have to.” Just being awake and paying attention supplies all the inspiration I can handle!

5.) What is your favourite memory of your writing journey thus far?

When my husband introduced me at my book launch. The whole day was just amazing. The event was at my church on a Sunday evening. That morning, the pastor filling the pulpit preached about Jesus feeding the five thousand (he had no idea what my book was about). My mom and dad were there as well as other family members. We had a bean supper and square dancing along with the book sale and reading. So many friends came out they filled the sanctuary of our little church. Then my husband got up and introduced me and it was all I could do to keep from ugly crying because he was just pure love talking about how he still felt like he had on our wedding day 18 years ago. He even square danced with me—NOT his favorite thing. Days like that remind me that rankings and sales are not the measure of success.

My Feature Review of Miracle in a Dry Season at Novel Crossing
My review of Appalachian Serenade
Sarah on the web
Sarah on FB

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Author Interview: Elizabeth Camden

Thrilled to have Christy award winner Elizabeth Camden on the blog today. I recently devoured With Every Breath which I think is her strongest to date and features the dishiest hero. (Kudos to my friend Melissa Tagg who was all: Get Thee to a Trevor Posthaste!)

I find that you speak to a generation of strong women whose paths don't necessarily lead down the road to a domestic end.  This is made more potent by the circumstances and social structures of the time period you write about.  Is this a conscious decision? Did you set out with this intention as an underlying thesis when you first started writing?

It wasn’t a conscious decision….I think it is more a reflection of my own life experiences. I was single until I was thirty-five, and I don’t have any children of my own, so I naturally tend to veer toward stories with women on their own.  My career was my whole world until I got married, so this is what I know and feel comfortable writing about. I chose the late 19th century because there were many opportunities for women in various professions. I like giving my heroines some life experience or expertise in a field.  Not only does this take the reader so some new and interesting settings, but it gives the heroines a little more “umph” when they finally meet their man.  

I was once asked to consider shifting my genre to the Regency era. These books tend to sell better, and it was a tempting offer, but I instinctively shied away from it. There were almost no realistic work opportunities for women during this time, so I’d have that avenue closed off to me. I’m not sure I have what it takes to make the regency era seem fresh and original, so I’m sticking to the late 19th and early 20th century.  I love reading the regency era, but I’d be hopeless at writing it.

How has your work as a librarian informed your approach to historical fiction?

Being a research librarian has given me the freedom to feel comfortable exploring a huge diversity of subjects. Research is the one and only thing I am confident that I do quite well, so if something sparks my interest, I know I can learn what is involved and translate it for a general audience.   

I am certain that there were barrels of interesting tidbits on the studies regarding TB in the 19th Century that never made it into your book. For that matter, for each book you write: whether you are presenting the immigrant experience or opium addiction, you have far more than funnels onto the page. How do you choose what stays?

No one wants to read pages of research an author dumps into a story merely to demonstrate they’ve done their homework.  Boring! It is important to seamlessly integrate the research so it injects a fresh angle into the story and raises the stakes for the leading characters.  For example, when researching the Chicago Fire, I learned that thousands of children were separated from their parents during the massive evacuation of the city. I thought this would be a cool detail to include, but I didn’t want merely a “plot moppet” of a precious child for Mollie and Zach to rescue. If I was going to include this angle, I needed to make the child (Sophie) an interesting and vibrant personality that raises the stakes and advances the story. I made Sophie a holy terror they couldn’t wait to unload back to her parents. Trying to figure out how to get Sophie back to her family forced the heroine to explore the wreckage of the city and find a solution. For every “Sophie” I included in the story, there were fascinating and heartbreaking details I omitted.  Here’s one:

In the immediate hours and days after the fire, thousands of telegrams flew in and out of the city. The owner of a mercantile store sent a telegram to his wife, (who was visiting relatives in New York) that they had lost everything. He wrote: “Store and contents, dwelling and everything lost. Insurance worthless. Buy all the coffee you can and ship this afternoon by express. Don’t cry.”

That “don’t cry” get me every time!  Also, the fact that the only thing he asks her to send was coffee is rather whimsical.  I wracked my brains trying to think how I could incorporate that telegram into the story, but I finally gave up. It doesn’t meet the necessary criteria, so it joins the hundreds of other snippets of details on the cutting room floor. But you know what? Uncovering these fascinating details is what makes me love this work.

One of the many reasons With Every Breath stands out for me as one of your strongest novels and one of the strongest historicals I have read this year is the pitch-perfect competitive banter between Trevor and Kate. Indeed, I felt if we stripped away everything but the dialogue and set it on stage, we'd have an engrossing, witty play!  How does dialogue fit into your writing process?

Thanks for the compliment!  Dialog is a great way to reveal personality, humor, and intelligence. Because Kate and Trevor have a long history before the novel even opens, they know each other very well and can go after each other with both barrels blazing. Despite their rivalry, it was important to me that the reader know they have enormous respect for each other. That means instead of boring bickering, I get to inject humor and intelligence, and it was fun to eventually have it evolve into a deeply loving sort of dialog, while still maintaining an irreverent tone.   

I learned a lot about how to write while watching movies or TV that feature crisp, sparkling dialog. Downton Abbey is a classic example. You can grab any few minutes of Downton Abbey at random and the dialog does a great job of revealing character while still advancing the story. Other examples are The Gilmore Girls, Big Bang Theory, and one of my favorite movies, Jerry McGuire.  

Trevor is my favourite hero of yours ( and you've written some dishy, dishy heroes).  Can you tell me about your experience writing him and spending time with him? How did he surprise you most?

Trevor was the easiest character I’ve ever written. I was worried readers would find him too chilly and hard, which was why I tried to include plenty of scenes from his point-of-view where the reader should be able to sense that he is simply shy. Many readers are themselves somewhat shy or introverted, so they can recognize his struggle.  Shy people aren’t cold, they just don’t spontaneously open up and want to chat with everyone standing in the grocery store line like Kate does! So the Kate-Trevor chemistry is really just two people who share common interests and values, but one is an introvert and the other is an extrovert. As soon as Kate cracks the veneer of ice that naturally forms on Trevor, she is able to recognize the deeply caring and compassionate man inside.

Thanks for offering to host me on your site, Rachel….you ask great questions!

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Q and A: Charles Martin "A Life Intercepted"

Thanks to our friends at Faithwords and Hatchette, I am able to feature Charles Martin on my blog today! Chasing Fireflies is my favourite of his incredibly range of works and though I have just begun A Life Intercepted I know it will be as lyrical and moving as his others

What inspired you to write this book?

I stood on the sideline last year watching my son play this game that once meant a lot to me. Watching him play surfaced some things in me that I’d not dealt with for a long time. The depth of those feelings – even after twenty years – surprised me. Pretty soon, I found myself working out those feelings and that bled into this book. Which is true with all my stories – it’s where I work out with my fingers what my heart and mind are dealing with. It’s a story I’ve wanted to write a long, long time.

What experiences or skills from the football field have most influenced your life?

Football is a game with defined boundaries and rules within which you get to play with reckless abandon. Where eleven do what one can’t and never will. It is, quite possibly, the greatest of games. I probably learned more from losing than I did winning (but I liked winning a good bit more). It’s also where I learned to fight through difficulty, pain, and circumstances you can’t control. It’s where I learned that heart, when it counts, trumps talent and skill any day. And it’s where I learned that when things get difficult, and I want to throw up my hands and walk away, I have the choice to quit or not. It’s that simple. As a writer, I’ve endured some major defeats. My first book was rejected 86 times; I’ve seen contracts cancelled, books rejected after I hit the NYT list, and known days on end when the words just don’t come. Now, if you’re beginning to think that I’m some strong stoic, able to pick myself up by my own bootstraps, don't. I’ve been beat down and humbled. And I have known defeat. The great thing about football is that it formed something in me at an early age, creating that gumption to buckle up my chinstrap one more time.

You son is currently a star high school quarterback. What do you hope he takes from the book?

He was one of the first to read it. If it is in his heart to be good at football, I hope he plays it all out. Plays it with his whole heart. I hope he wins and succeeds and knows the fist-pumping jubilation that comes with great achievement. And when someone beats him – because they will – I hope he goes out with his buddies, eats a cheeseburger, drinks a chocolate milkshake, and then wakes up the next morning with a desire to get better. Lastly, I want him to know that he’s free to walk away from it. He doesn’t have to be me, doesn’t have to love it like I love it. I’m not measuring him by his success on that field, and the scoreboard is not the indicator of his value. It’s a game. That’s all. It’s a great game, but it’s still a game.

You're both an athlete and an artist. Do these two roles conflict with one another? Did you ever feel split between the two?

Yes, but that was due to my immaturity. As I’ve grown, and aged, they mesh together pretty well. Both are expressions. This morning, I’m writing. This afternoon, in about three hours, I’ll go for a run. I need both. And I’m not sure I’d be very good at one if I didn’t have the outlet of the other. I’m grateful God allows me both.

What do you hope readers take away from this story?

Love does what hatred cannot – and never will.

I hope readers like my stories. I hope they’re entertained. I hope they pass them around and talk about them. But more than that, when the lights go out and they’re facing a tough tomorrow, I hope that something about my story reaches down inside them where the world has dinged them, in the dark places they don’t talk about, and whispers the words they alone need to hear.

This is your tenth book. How have you grown as a writer since that first book? Is there a novel or character you're most attached to?

I’d say that my writing is “cleaner.” Less filler. As a writer, I’m comfortable in my own skin. Maybe my characters are more developed. Maybe my plot developments leaner, more taut. As for being attached to a specific character – no. They’re all walking around inside my head. I talk to them all the time.

What does the writing process look like for you?

Books don't write themselves. It looks like a lot of time in this chair. I’m very comfortable spending days on end right here and seldom coming up for air. Being able to do that is a gift – God gave it to me. Like Eric Liddle said, “It’s where I feel God’s pleasure.”

What role does faith play in your writing?

Hanging above my desk is a sign that reads, “Imagination is evidence of the divine.” I like that. I also believe it’s absolutely true. God thought me up and shared with me the ability to dream, think, create, and to do so independently of Him. If you let that sink in, that’s an amazing Creator.

I used to give long drawn out answers to this. Let me skip all that and invite you into my prayers. When I pray about my life and specifically my career and writing, I ask the Lord to let my books stand, as C.S. Lewis and others have said, “as road signs to Jerusalem.” I pray they do that. Secondly, Psalm 45. Read it for yourself. I pray that at the end of the day my stories “make His name known to generations.” His glory. Not mine. Lastly, I pray that on that day when I’m there standing before Him, that He knows me, finds me worthy (and because of Him I am), and then leads me by the hand into His personal library. He points to a stack of well-worn books on His desk and says with both a smile and tear, “Look what I’ve been reading to my angels.”

Sunday, September 07, 2014

#amwriting Using a" Perfect Strangers" episode to learn about the infrastructure of a chapter outline

After a Saturday writing and plotting and musing I happened to watch a few late night re-runs of Perfect Strangers: a television show I probably ---honest to God--- have not seen since 1991 when I was super young.

Balki sleeps with a pet sheep named Dmitri
While watching, I  was impressed with the cookie-cutter formula of the writing. Each 22 minute episode (I watched four ) had  a very definitive beginning, middle and end while still taking time to nurture relationships, develop character and work into the world and mythos it had created. I wondered how I could align the story structure of an episode of with  my current efforts to plot a cohesive novel, especially a chapter of a cohesive novel.  Usually I write a novel and then insert the chapter breaks later as they fit into the rhythm of the story: especially as I have a penchant for writing sequences and scenes as they pop into my head, sewing them into the greater patch-work quilt of the novel later on.

But Perfect Strangers taught me something: A careful writer can plot out a chapter in the same way that an episode of this 90s sitcom is structured.

A recap: for those of you who haven't seen this in a billion years like myself.  Larry is a stern and cynical journalist for a fictional Chicago paper. He lives with his roommate and distant cousin Balki from a fictional Greek-like island whose dream of being an American is realized.  It's all very Neil Simon, as Balki who is good-natured and naive in big city life clashes with Larry's hard-edge. Shenanigans ensue.

 I watched an episode where Larry and Balki want to go home for Christmas in Madison, Wisconsin but there is a blizzard and they are stuck in their apartment in Chicago. Let's use this to see how we can implement the same rules in the formation of a chapter:

Intro to Starting Conflict: Super excited Larry and Balki want to go home to Wisconsin on Christmas Eve; but there is a blizzard and all of the planes and buses are cancelled. Simple, but immediate conflict.

Conflict Explored while Character Reactions Developed: Larry has been telling Balki who is spending his first Christmas away from his family in Mypos that traditions change.  However, when he learns that he is unable to get his Christmas wish and spend his Christmas with his family, he turns characteristically mopey and cynical.  Balki is the one who tries to make Christmas happen: complete with Charlie Brown Christmas tree, food secured from the only open store (a Jewish deli ) and Christmas lights, while dressed as Santa Claus.

Resolution:(and, in the propensity of 90s sitcoms of this ilk, a collective awwww from the audience) with a lesson learned and a person or theme or plot-point  redeemed: Larry and Balki exchange meaningful Christmas gifts and Larry's heart is changed when Balki presents him with a home-made quilt. They hug and feel the Christmas spirit, no longer lonely or angry but happy for the family and joy they find in their circumstance.

Easy, right?  Every chapter I write should be the same: intro to conflict of the chapter: whether on a large scale or a small situational scale, the development of this conflict, and the resolution which, in a novel should serve some purpose to either portentously inspire the reader to want to know more, develop character or serve as some finality to a recurring thread.

Beyond Structure, Perfect Strangers did well at keeping the feel for the world it creates in tact.   It may not be rocket science, but it knows its characters and its world pretty well. The confidence was, for me, striking.

What do we learn?

Own your Mythos and work with it: Balki is from a mythical island named Mypos which is chock full of customs singular to the Perfect Strangers world.  He has his own traditions and culture such as a Christmas turtle and roasting radishes on a fire. Absurd, yes;but the show owns this absurdity and is confident enough in its ridiculousness that Balki's sincerity makes it plausible.   If you are confident in the fictional world you create, readers cannot help but fall into the trap you have set for them and, in turn, believe every word you say.

Continual character traits: Most of the action in each episode revolves around how two different people approach a similar conflict due to their opposite personalities, traits and, in this case, cultural barriers.  By the end of the first episode I watched ( and drawing on what I remembered from 20 odd years ago ) I had an inkling of how each character would react to a given conundrum.  Yes, this is 90's sitcom cliche; but it also is confident writing. You want your readers to identify and know your characters well enough that they can at least take a good crack at how they would handle and approach a situation. It leads to ownership of a book and story and its action.  And reader ownership is something that authors should crave. For it is synonymous with investment.

Follow your Chekhov Rule:  I knew that Larry's car didn't break down in the storm affront a Christmas tree lot for no reason. Don't put a gun on a table in the first act if it doesn't go off in the the third.  I knew, as audience, that the Christmas tree would factor into the story.  Your readers want to feel that they are in on the game, to an extent.  They want your words to make them feel smart ---even for a moment---and even if you will turn the game on its ear later.

Capitalize on Popular Tropes  For popular tropes mean longevity.  Larry and Balki are the immediate odd couple archetype. To this, they are surrounded by circles of "Fish Out of Water" "Culture Clash" "Man vs. Capitalism" etc., etc.,  It is a formula done to death; but obviously a formula that resonates with people as it continues to be successful.  We like to see two opposites approach a similar situation and see how they will fight, barter, negotiate and waltz their way around it, peppering conflict, before smoothing to a resolution. We also like to find facets of each character to relate to.  Pepper your characters with different personalities, clashes, passions and pursuits and you are destined to find a reader who taps into these singularities. As a reader, I want to latch on.

Dialogue is only as good as the tapestry it is set against  Perfect Strangers is a show of movement. Of course, as writers, we cannot see physical comedy that we can when we watch two actors on a sound stage; but we can keep our stories moving.   I know few readers who enjoy (with exceptions, such as a tea cozy or closed-room murder) two people standing in the same place and just talking at each other.  Larry and Balki, even in the confines of their snowed-in apartment on Christmas eve, were always moving.  They were talking, yes, and talking to bridge together the traits and tropes aforementioned, but they kept my attention because they moved.  There is a reason, too, that in theatre, blocking is so important. Give your reader something to look at, even if the action is stagnant. Just because the action of a sequence takes place in a room to propel important dialogue that will tweak the cogs of your story's wheels, doesn't mean it has to be dull as tombs.  Dialogue can be snappy and peppy and be used to give important and vital book information; but have your characters doing things, too.  If this fails, have the set do something.  Don't set a scene at a kitchen table inside if it can be explored on a walk through a nature path or a bustling city street. Give the mind's eye something to keep it awake and alive.

To bring this macro micro once more,  I thought of how all of the above can easily be used when considering the outline of a chapter. To this end, I decided to try it.  Instead of my usual "insert chapter headings later" I plotted an entire chapter in Perfect Strangers mode and held up the action therein not only to the skeletal infrastructure; but also the rubrics of colour that make the action and its characters sizzle, spark and colour---- colour as bright as one of Balki's neon 90's vests.

Friday, September 05, 2014

Ultra Condensed: The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder

note: I've been reading through Laura Ingalls Wilder. I have been reading them one after another so some stuff is all muddled in my head

Almanzo looks like Paul Walker.

Laura’s Other Sisters

Almanzo “more than a pretty name” Wilder
Royal “pancakes, please” Wilder
Cap Gardner
Guy who is Hiding Wheat

Laura: it is spring now. We have to do chores. The crops were eaten by blackbirds. Let us have some green pumpkin! Everything looks amazing. Oh look, now it is summer! Summer is great! Observe, a muskrat home
Pa: That muskrat home looks hella weird, Half-pint
Sage Indian: It will be long winter. Beware the Ides of March
Pa: Let us move to town
Ma: I hate this life. One minute we live in this stupid claim shanty then we have to up and move to town. Fine, we’ll go to town. Girls, pack. Then you’ll go to school.

In Town:
Laura: So we went to school. It is cold.
Blizzard: I shall come in October BWAHHHHHHHHHH

Ma: Harumph. I wish we could have stayed on the claim.  Girls, come and help me put this red checkered tablecloth on our rustic frontroom table by the glowing stove. Forthwith, we can read a Bible verse as a treat
Mary: *angelically* I like all the Bible verses and the things from the Young Readers.  Especially about being Good. Someone knit me a scarf so I can go to the blind school
Pa: *plays fiddle and tells racist jokes*
Laura: I don’t really know whether to wear my brown calico or my green poke-bonnet or both.
Winter: I shall make your life hell, y’all *GROOOOOOWL*
Pa: Imma gonna go find food over there
Royal and Almanzo: Here, we have eight billion pancakes. Have some. With molasses.
Pa: I shall eat them all. Hey, is that extra wheat?  I could use some because my family is starving. Pass me another pancake. I will eat pancakes for them in proxy.
Almanzo: I am finally clueing in. I think people are starving.
Royal: *mouthful of pancake, so unintellible* staropmmpjkfdd
Ma: It’s a good thing we have potatoes. Here girls, eat your potatoes by the fire while I make more coffee-ground wheat into coarse bread. As a treat, you get codfish drizzle.
Pa: Well, yesterday my fingers froze, today my eyelids are frozen. Let me play one of the old songs on the fiddle. I am nothing if not resourceful*twists hay into sticks*
Laura: I love the old songs on the fiddle.
Almanzo: I shall take Cap and venture to find this rumoured ghost-wheat in the unending storm because HOW ELSE WILL PEOPLE KNOW I AM A HOT HERO WHO LOOKS LIKE PAUL WALKER?
Royal: *eats pancake* You have fun with that
Cap: I’m coming on your suicide mission
Almanzo: more the merrier. Wait. Am I supposed to be able to feel my feet? Guess not, I shall rub snow on them
Guy Whose Cabin they Stumble Across: I haven’t had visitors in many moons. Here, eat of my stew
Almanzo: Sell us wheat for starving people
GWCTSA: NO! I worked hard for that
Cap: Screw you. People are starving. Be as upright as we are.
GWCTSA: fine. But give me a billion dollars a bushel. Inflation!
Cap and Almanzo: Whatevs.*pull wheat back to town in blizzard and almost die*
Laura: So we continued eating codfish drizzle and coffee grinder bread and Ma made candles out of these neat button holes and the frost crawled on the inside of our house and we all froze to death. Hungrily.
Grocer: Look! It’s Almanzo and Cap!
Royal: *looks up uninterestingly from pancake stack* Meh.

Almanzo: We have the wheat and we risked our lives and so everyone just forget that I lied about my age to stake this claim. Kay? Kay.
Cap: Here. Buy the wheat. The townspeople are proud and will pay good money for it.
Grocer: *charges a billion dollars* INFLATION
Almanzo: So unfair, jackass.
Pa: I speak for us all. Let us all have the wheat for a decent price!
Laura: and then it was spring of a sudden; but kinda fake and we thought that the train was coming but then it didn’t; but then it did and we had a turkey dinner
Almanzo: *natch* I look SO good after this book. Wait ‘til the ladies meet my Morgan horses.  Also, spoiler alert, I build a mean pantry.

The End.
(thanks Gina Dalfonzo and Katharine Taylor for the memes)