Realm Makers 2015

It’s hard to believe that a month has gone by since Realm Makers. I wanted to post sooner about it, but I had to finish Five Enchanted Roses and A Wish Made of Glass before I could, and then craziness descended at home, and I’ve had very little time to do writing of any kind. And then I’m also on Nadine Brandes’ launch team for A Time to Speak, the sequel to A Time to Die.  And of course I had to read that ASAP because I needed for answers after A Time to Die.

So, at long last, my thoughts and feelings on Realm Makers 2015.

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Realm Makers is a relatively small conference (150ish attendees this year), but that’s part of why I love it. Introverted as I am, even with the smaller size of Realm Makers, I was daunted by all the people. Some conferences range in the thousands. Thousands, peeps, THOUSANDS. That’s just craziness. I would probably lose my mind and not recover from the experience until I had four months and twelve days of complete solitude. And even then, recovery is not guaranteed. So, Realm Maker’s smaller size was a huge draw. However, this was only Realm Makers’ third year, and it has been growing at a ridiculous rate.
Anyway, I met so many fantastic people! I was so jazzed to meet J. L. Mbewe in person after “knowing” each other a for a few years online. She’s AMAZING, and I was able to buy her book in the bookstore and get it signed! (!!!!!!!!) And I finally met Nadine Brandes, and I got her book signed too! Nadine introduced me to one of her roommates, Katie Grace, who is on Go Teen Writers. We’d seen each other a few times on the Go Teen Writers Facebook group, but it was fantastic to meet her in person! Another GTWer that I met was Victoria Grace Tucker, and she was pitching her book to the publishing houses! (She gave me one of the one-sheets for her book, by the way, and it sounds pretty groovy.)

And I had three fantastic roommates: Pam Halter, Amy McNew, and Brittany Valentine! Of course, I already knew Brittany, but we hadn’t met Pam and Amy before. I hope I was a fraction of the blessing and encouragement to Brittany, Pam, and Amy as they were to me. We did everything from helping each other with our costumes for the costume dinner to talking until 1:00 or 2:00 every morning to sharing snacks to sharing wisdom and insights about everything from writing to motherhood to tornadoes. We now call ourselves the fantastic four, and I can’t wait to see these ladies again soon!

Also, Realm Makers is focused on a very specific genre: speculative fiction, and that’s another reason why I love it. See, speculative fiction is science fiction, fantasy, and everything that falls between – time travel, alternate history, the list goes on. Basically, anything weird. Everyone from Realm Makers keeps talking about how we found our tribe, our people.

And we did.

Brothers and sisters in Christ. Check. Writers. Check. Weird writers. Check.

I’d never met so many people that think like I do. We all want to write stories that glorify God and proclaim Him to the world. Everything is a possible story, and we could just say it, and everyone was like, “Wow! What a cool idea!” Even at a “normal” writing conference, this is not typical. Usually, everyone has drastically different genres and mindsets that they come from. At Realm Makers, we were different but united. Different blood, different ages, different homes, different lives, but kin nonetheless, bound to each other by the blood of Christ, the ink that runs through our veins, and the vastness of our imaginations.

And get this, we had a Nerf war. Yes, a Nerf war. It was pretty intense, and I likely made it more intense for myself by being a jumpy little hooligan who took it too seriously. But I think we all took it too seriously. A table was thrown on its side and used as a giant shield, chairs were shoved across the floor with people riding on them, and an AIR POWERED MACHINE GUN came out and started mowing us down.

Yeah, Realm Makers are my peeps.

Lastly, I loved Realm Makers because of the amazing sessions. As I mentioned before I left, I chose the wordbuilding core sessions, and they were taught by Donita K. Paul and her son and daughter, J. Case Thompkins and Evangeline Denmark. These sessions were incredible. These three taught me and my fellow writers so much about making an authentic world from building great races to creating cultural depth to symbolism. Unfortunately, I missed about half of the four sessions because I had several appointments, but I was so thrilled to have these appointments.

I had the first ten pages (my first chapter) of Retelling #2 critiqued by Morgan Busse (the amazing author of the Follower of the Word series), and one of my appointments was with her as we discussed her notes on my pages. She was so helpful and honest yet also encouraging I learned a lot from her in such a short time, and I walked away with a giddy feeling as new ideas and ways to tighten my writing danced around in my brain.

Also, I was able to meet with Jill Williamson (she writes tons of spec fic and is one of the Go Teen Writer bloggers)! She was soooo nice and totally rolled with my doddering, stumbling questions (I was just kind of in awe, peeps). She gave me such good advice, and it was like my passion for writing was renewed as we talked about a few different ways I could do my editing. (She also signed my copy of Storyworld First, so that was pretty fantastic too.)

My last appointment was with Enclave Publishing (formerly Marcher Lord Press). The representative at Realm Makers was actually the owner himself, Steve Laube. This would have been a good opportunity for pitching, but I wasn’t there yet, and so I basically just asked him a bunch of questions because he’s been in the biz for, like, ever, and owns an entire publishing house. Those are some pretty solid credentials, and my half hour with him flew by. His answers were so helpful and informative, and I came away from that appointment with the Dune series, On Writing by Stephen King, and Self-editing for Fiction Writers by Brown and King added to my reading list along with some good ideas of what to do when I am ready to pitch.

I’m being exceptionally long-winded today, so I’ll try to wrap this up. Suffice it to say, that all of the sessions I made it to were inspiring, helpful, and chock full of writing wisdom. I’m definitely buying the CDs for all of the sessions!

Of course, there was a bookstore that dragged me in every time I wandered past. I mean, yeah, it would have helped if I hadn’t gotten so close as to see covers of some of the books, but what can one do? I went through that check-out line with a stack of books at least twice in as many days. I think the grand total was eight books: six fiction books and two craft books. It was amazing. I was in bookworm heaven, and I could have easily dropped another hundred bucks, but, alas, train tickets cost money too. PLUS, I didn’t have to feel too weird for smelling the fresh pages because I was at Realm Makers.

Unless something drastic happens (and it has to be pretty darn drastic), I’m so definitely going to Realm Makers next year because Realm Makers is the home of great learning, great books, and my great tribe.

NaNoWriMo 2014 – I Survived

Frosty fall felicitations, dear Followers!

As you may (or may not…) have noticed, I have been silent (some of you think of it as a blessed silence) for the duration of November.  I know it must have distressed you all when you checked your inbox once more only to find it lacking an email from Not All By My Lonesome.

Never fear.

I have returned at last.

I was on the thirty day journey of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) for those of you who forgot, and had no time whatsoever for frivolities such as blogging (for those of you who only read this blog because you’re friends or family and if you don’t read all my posts then I pester you about it FOREVER because I take this blog too seriously, blogging is frippery only in comparison to the noble pursuit of novelling).

I have returned at last, and I have returned victorious!…. More or less.

For those of you who need reminding (meaning: you had a pile-up of my blog emails and deleted them all without reading them), NaNoWriMo is thirty days of literary abandon.  People all over the country participate in it, and this was my first year.  The goal is to write 50,000 in one month.  Specifically, one is supposed to write the entire first draft of one’s novel in the month of November.

Well, I wrote 50,044 words with little problems; in fact, I hit 50k three days before the deadline.  Yaaayyyyyy, right?  More or less.  The problem is that I’m only halfway through my novel.  Seeing as the earth insists on continuing to turn despite my desires, I was unable to complete my novel because apparently it’s not sustainable for one such as I to do nothing but write all day.

So, it’s only a partial win because now I’ll have to wrangle up some sort of deadline for myself which I most likely will blow off and end up spending the next twelve months “finishing” my novel when I’ll really be surfing Pinterest for pictures that make me think of my novel, despondently rereading the first half of my novel, and whining to you all about how I’m still working on my novel (yeah, you can’t wait for those wailing posts).

BUT, my NaNoWriMo experience.

It was fantastic.  I did most of my writing after everyone in the family had gone to sleep (because chores, school, and family time are important for some reason).

The first 15 days, I staunchly refused to reward myself for reaching word goals.  Chocolate was incredibly tempting, but I held fast because popping in a Dove every 100 words would not  be good for my already luxurious waistline. However, on November 15, I caved.  Those Doves were just too tempting.  And, I told myself, I needed the caffeine, sugar, blah, blah, blah to fuel my words.

And then things escalated snack-wise.

Four bottles of frappucino from WalMart, one bag of dark chocolate Doves, one bag of milk chocolate Doves, a package of beef jerky, an entire Thanksgiving weekend, and two bottles of sparkling grape juice later, November ended.

And then there were my numerous books and such that I had to have on hand: my two baby names books, my “R” notebook (it’s called the “R” notebook for Romance, Ryll, and Retellings), my sketchbook (for my reference maps of Ryll), my purse notebook, and my “Word Lover’s Delight” from the library.

And then there were my beeswax candles and matches. :)  Yes, matches and candles.  Those blessed gifts from above.  It’s mental thing for me; “Candles feed my muse, blah, blah, blah,” and other nonsense that I tell myself so that I have a chance to play with fire and be a pryo child be warmed by a flame.

As for writing buddies, I had one.  There were several people in the NaNo 2014 Facebook group that I was a part of, but I don’t really know any of them.  So my buddy was (and still is) my good friend Miranda.  She put up with all my crazed texts about how I was distraught, borderline hysterical, or just down right depressed.  She must have endless springs of patience because I pestered her about word wars and her word count (I seriously wonder if I knew how to text anything besides: “What’s your word count?”). To put it simply, she’s a saint, and I wouldn’t have made it through without her.

So, dear Followers, I continue on my journey of writing Truly‘s sequel (come now, you knew I was going to bring Truly up at some point).  Little bursts about NaNo 2014 will most likely come out over the next few months as I remember things (word count envy, word count debt, word count depression, writer’s block, more word count envy, the endless 30,000s, etc.), but for now, you can rest assured that this post is over.

Tally ho!

~ Rosalie

Shadow Hand Cover Reveal!!

Hello, my dear Followers!

Remember a few months ago, when I first created this blog, I posted about a wonderful author named Anne Elisabeth Stengl? Well, if you don’t recall this post feel free to check it out in “Random Tid-Bits”.  Anyway, she has just released the cover for her sixth book Shadow Hand!! And a blurb about it too!!! Also, there is a chance to win a Tales of Goldstone Wood mug!! 

So here is the blurb and cover as well as the banner that will be on the mug!! :)

 

“She will take your own two hands

to save your ancient, sorrowing lands.”

By her father’s wish, Lady Daylily is betrothed to the Prince of Southlands.  Not the prince she loves, handsome and dispossessed Lionheart, but his cousin, the awkward and foolish Prince Foxbrush.  Unable to bear the future she sees as her wedding day dawns, Daylily flees into the dangerous Wilderlands, her only desire to vanish from living memory.

But Foxbrush, determined to rescue his betrothed, pursues Daylily into a new world of magic and peril, a world were vicious Faerie beasts hold sway, a world invaded by a lethal fey parasite…

A world that is hauntingly familiar.

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I don’t know about you, but I’m excited!  Obviously, if you are not into fantasy this is not the book for you. 

And here is the mug design (which you have a chance to win)!

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Click on this link to enter the contest to win the mug – http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/0cd52411/

BUT WAIT!! There’s more!!! Go to http://www.shadowhandnovel.blogspot.com/ to read more about Shadow Hand – meet the characters and such!

Shadow Hand… coming spring of 2014!

Have a blessed weekend!

 – RosyRosalie

P.S. – I had to wait till today to post this because Anne Elisabeth Stengl wanted us (bloggers who wanted to help with the reveal) to wait till today! ;)

Blue Jay

On any given day, nearly anywhere in North America, you might see a flash of blue and then several other flashes flying in the same direction.  When they land, the flashes sit in an oak tree chattering to each other noisily.  Each is a brilliant blue with black and white feather markings and large crests on their heads.  One dives to the ground, snatches up an acorn, and zips off.  His disgruntled companions follow close behind, angrily calling to him, but he pays no attention.  Finally, he lands in another tree and holds the acorn with one of his tiny feet.  Pounding hard on it with his beak, he cracks the acorn.  Just as he is about to eat its scrumptious meat, the acorn is snatched away and the chase is on again, this time after another of these birds.

These acorn obsessed creatures are cyanocitta cristata – or blue jays.

Notorious for their bossy attitude, blue jays hoard food to a ridiculous degree, often hiding their food and then forgetting where they hid it.  While the jays are omnivorous, most of the food that they bury is seeds of some sort – acorns, sunflower seeds, walnuts, chestnuts, corn, apple cores and much more.  As a result of their forgetfulness, many new trees and flowers have been planted.  Some accredit blue jays for entire forests, but the birds are not that scatterbrained.  

Even though they are hostile to all birds, including those in their own flock or family, blue jays form exceptionally strong familial ties and often travel in small flocks consisting of one or more different families.  They do as they please, and as a result, they have no real migrating pattern.  While they  might migrate one year, a family may decide that they do not want to the next.  Often, they imitate the calls of hawks just because they can.

Blue jays are very beautiful birds.  They are agile and graceful, able to fly almost vertically into trees.  Their bright blue stands out on the drabbest of days as well as the most vivid.  I suppose the Lord wanted to throw a crazy bird into the mix when He made blue jays.  He gave them a very distinctive personality and plumage.  And to think that He cares for all of them and also for me… well, it gives me goose-bumps and a smile whenever I see one of these fussy birds.

Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies?  And not one of them is forgotten before God. – Luke 12:6

 – RosyRosalie