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What do you want to be when you grow up?

I finished reading Zoe Winters' "Smart Self-Publishing: Becoming an Indie Author" today. I found it fascinating and I feel like things will really start to happen with me. It's what I've wanted since I was nine years old, to be a writer, working for myself. It's always been the dream that has never left my side. More than acting, more than music (though I hope to always be taking voice lessons). If you couldn't tell, I'm a bit artsy. Not the zany-crazy Fame/Glee artsy, but artsy in my own way.

Anyway, in one of her anecdotes, she talked about spending her class time in high school writing, rather than listening to her teachers. I relate. When I was seventeen, I was having the hardest time in the world with algebra. I was always a math whiz until high school. For some reason, algebra and geometry escaped me. My junior year, right after winter break, I returned to school only to have my algebra 2 teacher tell me that no matter how hard I could work, I w…

Memorial Day

Have you ever had one of those nearly perfect days off that made you seriously regret having to go back to work the next day? Today was just so relaxing. Woke up, watched boring TV (Nothing could hold my attention), went to see Men in Black III with my parents. It was the best one so far! James Brolin did a great job portraying a young Agent K (Tommy Lee Jones), and Emma Thompson added her own brand of British sassiness to an already stellar series.


After the movie, we had lunch at Quaker Steak & Lube, where they were having deals on cheeseburgers. I chose Broccoli as my side instead of fries, still going off the fact that I haven't had a lot of veggies lately. I think I need to make a fruit/veggie pledge to myself to get more of them in a day. If I keep making my smoothies, I could probably get them in, easy.


After lunch, we took my uncle's truck back to him, and I got to see my cousin's little one, again. She's adorable and I love her. She thinks she's Rapun…

Good Eats

So, I just came back from camping for a couple days. It was H-O-T HOTTTTT!!!!! Also extremely humid, and we were going to stay until tomorrow, but my mom had to work today, and I had a call-in, so we decided to pack it in early. We left around 11:30, and on our way home (mom and I in my car, dad and Frisket towing the camper (yes, we're camper campers) in my uncle's truck. With the AC. My car, sadly, doesn't have air conditioning, but hopefully it will soon.

On our way home, we stopped in Auburn, Nebraska, about 17 miles from our campsite (no pics of the campsite, except this one of my other Uncle, who spent all weekend fishing (catch and release) catching the same fish. When he finally got a different fish (a bigger one!), I got a pic of it.






Anyhoo, we stopped at Sonic on our way home to get Route 44 drinks. Mom and I got Iced Teas and dad got Diet Coke. OMG. Have you ever been so dehydrated that it made whatever you drank THAT much better? Mom and I gave an equally ecsta…

Why Jane Austen?

So, since the title of my blog is called "The Modern Jane Austen," and I haven't blogged in quite a few days (I'm planning a recap of my first MLB game in Kansas City VERY soon. Just a matter of loading pictures from my phone to my computer), I thought I'd explain the title.

When I was in sixth grade, I saw Emma Thompson's Sense and Sensibility for the first time. This was about two or three years after it had been released. Before that, the only time I'd ever heard of Jane Austen was on ABC's The Torkelson's (Fairly cute, but failed sitcom about a single woman raising five kids on a SERIOUS budget) and Wishbone (Most amazing show for kids EVER!!!!). Back in the days when TV Guide Channel was just a hazy channel with different show listings, while playing movie trailers for background noise, they showed the trailer that intrigued me, and before long, I found I could quote it (and thus my love affair with Kate Winslet began, but I digress), and jus…

Cart before the horse?

I need to be editing. Seriously. If I want my book to come out Memorial Day Weekend, I NEED to get on it. I find myself not wanting to work on it, though. I'm so enamored with Book two that I can't stop writing it. I keep getting inspiration in the oddest of places (who knew an analogy from a church service would work its way into a spy novel?).

Seems I've been doing anything BUT editing this weekend/week. My sis was home last week, so I hung out with her, made her cupcakes, saw The Avengers (Awesome, BTW! Worth the price of admission!), worked lots at BBW. I need to be editing, though. Really need to be doing it. So why can't I make myself? I cleaned my room this evening, but I didn't edit. There's something seriously wrong with that scenario. For seriously.

I've also been thinking a lot about vacations lately. I'd love to take another one. My last one was last September on a family cruise on the Disney Dream to the Bahamas (Not crazy about Nassau. Bee…

Kiri's Chocolate Covered Strawberry Cupcakes, or Becky's Man-Magnet Cupcakes?

Today's blog has nothing to do with writing. It has a tiny bit  to do with being creative, though, which I haven't been in a really long time, it seems (despite the finished novel, which I' excited to tell you all about. But not today.)

So, aside from working long hours and being unbelievably exhausted this past week (long story short, I haven't had a day off from either job in about a month), I've had a good week for one reason. My older sister, Kiri, came home!!!! She also celebrated her birthday this week, 28 years young on this earth.



This year, my present for immediate family has been cupcakes. For my mom, I made Carrot Cake Cupcakes with homemade Cream Cheese Butter Cream




Sadly, since it was a "Healthy" recipe, they stuck to the liners like MAD! Still tasty, though. :-)
For my daddy, the Peanut Butter Love, I made PB cupcakes with a chocolate ganache and decorated with a cashew, his favorite nut.




I'm not the best artist in the world. I deal in …

I'm called 'The Modern Jane Austen.' Had to get a Jane review up eventually. :-)

Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

To use a somewhat derogatory turn of phrase, this book popped my Jane Austen cherry.

Now that I have your attention, this really was my first Jane Austen. I was ten when I saw the movie (1995, written and starring Emma Thompson), but followed it up about two years later with the novel (I was a kid, sue me). I love this story. I love everything about it. I love the relationship between Elinor and Marianne, it sometimes reminds me of the relationship I have with my own sister, though I think our personalities are each a mesh of both elder Dashwoods.

I love Elinor's quiet adoration of Edward (and vice versa), and just how it differs from Marianne's open adoration of Willoughby. Marianne is really the only one that wears her heart on her sleeve. Even Colonel Brandon kept quiet about his own feelings for Marianne. That's what sets her young ideas of love apart from everyone else's. Elinor, Edward and Brandon are all…

There's not a word for how exhausted I am.

So, on top of writing, I work two jobs. One is grading customer service calls for a phone company so that the big wigs can track what their agents are doing. The other is pushing Signature collection and Delicious smelling candles at Bath and Body Works.

I worked twelve hours today. Eight hours listening to calls and four selling soap. I was planning to come home and write after job one. Get some edits done. Just relax.

Didn't so much happen.

Writing takes a lot of commitment, there is no denying that. I honestly wish that I could afford to only have one job, and be able to focus more time on my book. Especially now that I seem to be getting more hours at BBW. Sure, I could be writing now, but my mind is so fried that I'm lucky to be blogging without misspellings.

I don't think I'll have much chance to write this weekend, either. I work tomorrow, have a call in on Sunday and church revival tomorrow night and most of the day on Sunday. I want a day where I don't ha…

One of my favorite books. Not sure why...

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This is going to sound absolutely bonkers, but this is the book I go to when I'm feeling sad, depressed and unbelievably listless. I knew something was wrong with me when I thought this book ended on a happy note (I was sixteen. Deal with it).

I don't think I'm Sylvia Plath's original audience...

There's something strangely comforting to me about this book. Maybe it's the coming-of-age, no idea where my life is headed tone of the book. I get it. I'm there. I'm not doing what everyone thinks I should be doing, either. I relate to that part of the story more than I'd rather admit.

Or, maybe it's Schadenfreude: taking pleasure at other's misfortunes. I really can't say why I love this book so much. I just do.

Plath is extremely descriptive and her visions of what she saw are exactly what I think of when I think of late 1950's New York and elsewhere. The book is very sensory, which I lov…

"Jenny Pox" by JL Bryan, A Review

Since this is a blog about writing, I'm also going to include reviews of things that I've read. I've been a reading fool lately. Pretty much since I got a smartphone (HTC Rhyme FTW!) with a Kindle App. My mom, dad and sis all have Kindles (two originals and a Fire), but I opted to get a phone instead. I'm enjoying this app immensely! The only thing I use more on my phone is Facebook. And Texting. Anyhoo, this book. This crazy, messed up, wonderfully addicting book. I read for about three hours straight on Tuesday evening after DWTS: Results, and forced myself to go to bed. The next day was when the book really started to piss me off. But to know why, you'll have to read my Goodreads.com review. If you like that review, feel free to friend me and follow me. I'm hoping to have a Goodreads Author page by the time "Sugar and Spies" comes out. **************************************************** Jenny Pox by J.L. Bryan
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

This boo…