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Clare writes inspirational romance, usually of a suspenseful nature. Her books are available through her publisher Pelican Book Group and Amazon. She is married with three kids and lives in the UK. She loves watching sci-fi, crime drama, cross stitching, reading and baking.

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

no the kids aren't back at school yet

I wish they were, but they're not. But this post isn't to moan about spongebob 24hrs a day. only its not. Probably about 12, with a little hannah montana and zach and cody thrown in.

my christmas story now has a title. I asked on FB for one lol and 'the holly and the kyle' was suggested. So until something else turns up, thats it.

i read a huge book in 2 days so really should do some writing now. Tho sponge bob is singing campfire songs in one ear and the muse is yelling in the other.

This happened once before and this was the result. Though you need to be a fan of Stargate SG1 to fully understand it as its from my fanfic collection.

http://www.revell124.plus.com/fanfic/selsongs2.htm

Tuesday, 18 August 2009

Finished it lol

Finished The Sound of His voice :) 7600 words in three days. Now going to go back and work on fallen xmas. That so needs a better title.

Also want to do a second draft of sound of his voice then maybe send it to my CP.

and I have sent off my hearts crossing entry. Honestly not expecting to win and I know I'll only hear if I do win, but I had fun writing it and I've done my best and can't do anymore.

It's 10.37 and today so far i have made welsh cakes, scones and melting moments.
yesterday i cleaned the house, changed the beds, defrosted the freezer and cleaned the oven.

and hubby thinks i do nothing all day long.

oh and i also minded the kids. Who go back to school in 15 days. Fifteen verrrrrrrrrryyyyyy lonnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg days.

Saturday, 15 August 2009

And the muse ran away with the storm


Meet Cade. My muse. My very fickle muse who goes on long vacations without telling me, likes chocolate and cookies and Hillsong. Hates sponge bob, hannah montana and football.
He also like writing himself into the story as the hero. Hmmm... maybe that's who Rob is lol.

Well I saved Sky and am waiting on the rest back from my CP now. Then its send it off and hope this time she says yes. It's the last attempt at this publisher with this one.


I started a new short yeterday. No I haven't finished the Christmas one but this one demanded writing, so I ran with it.


Almost 4k in less than 2 days. My fingers hurt. Course that doesn't include the 13k i retyped on Sky before i found an easy way to do it.


Must go find a Scottish translator for this one tho. My Scottish light house keeper keeps lapsing into Queen's English. See:-


----

Angus came up behind her. “Told ye, lassie. It’s going tae be a bad’un. I hope that young man o’yours made it back.”


“First, he’s not my young man. He’s some fisherman I’ve spoken to on the radio.”


Angus laughed. “Some fisherman who makes your eyes sparkle and your creamy skin flush each time ye speak tae him. I seen in it my own girls and in my wife.”


“How is Rachel?” Kaylie tried changing the subject. From the position Rob gave her, he was too far out to make port in time.


“She’s fine. Taken the car and the cat and headed twenty miles inland.”


Kaylie did a double take. “Twenty miles inland? It’s a bit of rain.”


“Lassie, lassie, lassie. Dinnae ye hear the weather?”


----


oops. oh well. Back to my tusnami now.

Thursday, 13 August 2009

yay for skiving



Well this is what i did today :) Got really sunburnt building sand castles on the beach. And i mean really sunburnt. When we left home for the 80 mile drive to the coast it was cloudy. We took coats. Didn't need them. I kilted my skirt way above my knees and even my legs burnt!

I should be retyping Sky. A horrid mishap, which i prolly moaned about yesterday means i have to retype all 392 pages. I've managed 52 so far. But then 52 pages in 11 hrs of typing aint bad.

Monday, 10 August 2009

Bad Words

No, not the ones the kids say to annoy you or the ones that slip out when you're angry or you drop the dining table on your foot. The kind that we use every day but editors don't like. I asked my editor for a list of ones to edit out of Sky and she very kindly sent me the following. Oops - an ly word slipped in there. See - its so easy to do and so hard to avoid.

Look - not evey other line - my 70 page short story had 500 of these
Nod - see above!
a bit
a little
a lot
actually
almost
although
could
feel/feeling/felt
going to
had
have
hear/heard
in order to
it
just
knew
know
look
ly adverbs
maybe
notice
observe
often
really
see/saw - no no, playing on the see saw in the park is still fine ;-)
smell/taste
some
still
that
then
there
though
usually
very
was/were
watch

Oh so many and so hard to avoid. My hero can no longer run quickly to his car, he has to speed or bolt or zoom. And as for hugging Miss Heroine tightly... ummm he hugs her until she can no longer breathe, faints and has to be revived with some mouth to mouth :D

digs a hole and sticks a post in it.

It's 4.41am and again I'm awake. Probably because I fell asleep before 930pm last night. That's what happens why I lie on the bed and watch the TV. Oh well.

So i have HC back from my CP and it's good to go. Will sit on it for one more week, give it a final read then send it in. It's a contest entry so won't hear anything until after Christmas, if I hear anything at all.

I spent the last 10 days doing the first draft of a new story. It's a Christmas one. I'm now doing a second draft. It needs a lot more conflict than it has. It's funny though, the bits i'm adding in, fit perfectly with what's there. For example at the start she recognises the colonge he's wearing but can't place it. Now I know why. At the time it was just a random thought she had. Now it has a far more sinister purpose.

It's also written in first person pov. Unlike the other one I'm doing, which is both hero and heroine first pov, this is just the heroine. No terrorists in this one. Yet anyway lol.

In other news. S will soon be on her way back from her deployment. Hubby has most of this week off so we can take the kids out. Of course they want to go to London, and Bournmouth and places that cost a bomb to get to or get in and then want stuff when we get there and we're trying to do this on a shoestring. Counting the days til they go back to school. 23 to be precise. Half way thru the holiday. And I still have Friday's headache.

Back to the new (with the wierdest working title ever of Falling Xmas, why I have no idea it just it) story.

Okay, there's meant to be an edit button on each post but can I find it? Nope. I managed to change the header pic. YAY. and yes this is one I made myself. I was learning how to make a rainbow in photoshop and this was my first attempt. Gonna go fiddle and get rid of the green now. If I can. And try to add that edit button back.

okay, its an invisible edit button. Uh huh. Found it by clicking randomly on the bottom of the entry lol. And yes I found a black layout. :D

And I got the clock back. Not the same one as before, but a clock none the less. :) Yeah I know, little things please little minds.

Monday, 3 August 2009

And here we go again

Its another new week here. And I did trash the blog completely. Lost all the widgets, can't get half of them back again. Tempted to just forget this one and start a new one and be done with it. Have a different template on it then attempt to add stuff but that might just cause more problems than it solves.

Honestly don't know why others can manage it and I can't.

oh well. Nearly finished this new short story i started last week.