Shady Friday #18

Hello Bookworms!
Well, I'm having difficulty getting the next post written, but I managed to get some writing done on this! This is from the first book I ever wrote. Well, the plot at any rate. I was really young when I started writing the book, so the original was terrible, however the basic story idea was still interesting, so recently I decided to rewrite it. This is the start to the first chapter, and frankly it's all I have at the moment, other than a prologue. Still, I hope you enjoy it! I am currently referring to the story as 'The Winding Tower Arc"

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Six in the morning is early. If anyone says differently, their sanity should be called into question. Danielle and Fabian Hunter didn’t even want to get out of the sleeping bags that morning, let alone wrap them up and place them with the rest of their belongings in the back of a moving truck headed for Roanoke Island, North Carolina. Danielle staggered to the front seat of the van.
“Please tell me we have chocolate.” She groaned, climbing into the passenger seat. Her father, smiled at her.
“Oh, would you look at that? It’s the orange zombie! If you want caffeine, I don’t understand why you won’t drink coffee.” She slowly reached over and buckled her seat belt in.
“If you want me to drink coffee, then find me some that doesn’t make me gag.” Her younger brother Fabian climbed into the back seat and quickly buckled his seat belt in then tapped some complicated rhythm on his knees.
“Hey, are we ready to go?” He asked, grinning cheerfully. Danielle glared pointedly at him.
“How are you alive? It’s too early!” He shrugged.
“Don’t know, I’m just excited! So? Are we going?” Mr. Hunter nodded, turned on the car, and started driving.
“So, what should we do? Should we sing songs? Talk about the new house? We’re living right on the beach you know, that was hard to do! Abandoned lighthouses are hard to get, did you know Danielle? Danielle?” Fabian tapped his father on his shoulder.
“Shh dad, she’s asleep!” Mr. Hunter glanced over for a moment. Sure enough, Danielle had drifted off. She remained asleep for over three hours. The sun was already high in the sky by the time she woke up.
“Oh, now you’re awake?” asked Fabian. “You slept through the rest stop. Twice. We had breakfast, but don’t worry, there’s plenty left.” Danielle, more commonly referred to as Danny, sat up.
“Really? What was for breakfast?” She yawned, and stretched.
“Granola bars and fruit mostly. We’ll actually stop for lunch, but we wanted to keep going and we have plenty of snacks.” Explained her father.

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Okay, that's all I have written at the moment, please let me know your thoughts in the comments!

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Shady Friday #17

Hello Bookworms!
Two blog posts in 1 week? Wow, I must actually be catching up with the blogging thing! So, yes. Today, I am posting another Shady Friday. What is this, the first one since February? Ok, I know, I need to keep up with my blog! :)  Anyway, I decided that I should share the prologue of the book I am calling TreasureHood, and please leave comments on how you think it turned out!
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 There are many emotions in the known world that act as catalysts for virtues, and also vulnerabilities in the human mind. The grief, rage, sorrow and loss felt by the parting of a loved one act as one of the strongest of these catalysts.  Sometimes it creates self-motivation, a sense of determination to rise up and live to the fullest; but sometimes it instills a sense of rebellion and denial which morphs into a desire to distance oneself from anything and everything that person stood for. This was the case of our main character, one Miss Hawk, or Jim. Instead of accepting her mother’s loss and trying to move on, Jim’s grief told her that everything her mother had stood for meant nothing. This resulted in a complete and total rebellion, which lead her to her father’s library in search of solitude. This was the beginning of the tale which changed her life; I’ll leave you to decide which was better.

For the precise details on the tale, we shall be exploring into the diary of our main character. Do not worry, I have her permission to share these details. She has also been guaranteed a version of this report after it is published to ensure that no more than what has been agreed upon is released. Plus, for those of you who are nervous about her not taking the opportunity to tell us if she is bothered, but simply dealing with it, don’t fret over it. She won’t waste a moment in telling me off if I get a fraction of this off. Enjoy.

From the remarkable Diary of Miss Hawk, (A very fine, respectable young lady who would never tell anyone off, has never been emotionally incapable, and is just the handiest person for this, incompetent loudmouth who can’t keep out of peoples business, to write about.)

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So, what did you think? I'm probably not going to include the person whose perspective this is being written by in the rest of the book, as I have no idea which character is the one speaking. Still, I wrote this near the conception of the book, and everything else just came together. Please let me know if you want me to post more of it! Until then, I actually know what I'm posting about next! Yay!

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The Behind the Scenes Writing Tag

Hello Bookworms!
Yikes! I got tagged! So, I'm still rather new to blogging, and apparently I got tagged by Hanne-col at Ain't We Got Fun, and I am absolutely thrilled to be filling this out, and to be back to blogging! Without further ado, the tag!

Is there a certain snack you like to eat while writing?
Well, I really like string cheese. That's probably a bit weird, but oh well.

When do you normally write? Night, afternoon, or morning?
Night. No doubt. There is a pale thrill to writing by moonlight, or in the absence of the moon. Also, it's the only time I can be sure no one is going to disturb me while I'm writing a death scene. (That took some explaining.)

Where do you write? 
Mostly on my bed, sometimes on the couch. And sometimes, when my story takes place in a specific environment, on the trail at a local nature preserve.

How often do you write a new novel? 
Oh, COME ON! *Sigh* I have only ever finished 1 novel, and it took 1 year. However, when it comes to new novel ideas, I tend to get 1 every 1-2 months. I know, I need to write more.

Do you listen to music while you write?
Almost always. Yes, there are times when I need to be completely free of distractions, but most of the time I listen to music. Anywhere from Celtic music for medieval worlds and country break up songs for revenge plots, to songs like 'Footloose' and 'Best Day of my Life' for modern comedy.

What do you write on? Laptop or paper?
Mostly laptop, because it's faster. Still, when I'm trying to write while out of the house I will use paper, and sometimes I turn off all electronics and light a candle and write on paper by candlelight.

Is there a special ritual you have before or after you write?
Um....not that I can think of.

What do you do to get into the mood to write? 
Oh dear. Well, sometimes I read some of my favorite classics, sometimes I read something I haven't read before and then stop reading in the middle and try to figure out what I would have happen next, and the sometimes I just go onto my Pinterest boards.

What is always near the place you write?
Hmm.... (Looking around me.) Books. Several notebooks, a few pencils, lots of candles, oh, and a really old map.

Do you have a reward system for your word count?
Yes. Do I follow it? No.

Is there anything about your writing process that others might not know about?
Umm... I often try to act out scenes from my writing, to get a feel for how it would play out in reality. I often end up charging around the outdoors, looking like a complete loon.

Ok, sorry, I'm only tagging 2 people, and neither of them are actual writers. However, they are artists, so the can adjust it to their own art forms.
I am tagging: Ashley@Bramblewood Fashion and Sarah@Winter Ripple
If I didn't tag you, feel free to complete the tag anyway! And if you have any recommendations for writing blogs, please let me know!
Oh, and yes, I am planning on doing NaNoWriMo!
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