Monday, July 31, 2006

Happy Monday Morning

I was reading Marianne's blog this morning about character driven stories. That's one thing I've been working on in the stories in progress now. I was working through Maass' Writing the Breakout Novel and that's something he stresses as well. And, it's something I know I need to work more on.

Lizzie and Fiona (my two main characters) both seem to me to be basically one-dimensional characters. And, I would be bored to tears with them if I were to pick them up and read about them. So... why do I want to continue with them? Because I believe in the stories and I KNOW they can be good stories. But, I'm still in the process of learning and utilizing the things I need to do. So... stay tuned and join me on the journey. And, any help you can offer or words of advice are very much welcomed and hoped for.

Also, what one "writing" book would you recommend and why?

Have a great day.

Sunday, July 30, 2006

A New Game

Thanks to Unconscious Mutterings for this meme.

  1. Italy :: Rome

  2. Honk :: Goose

  3. Shades :: White

  4. Tool :: Hammer

  5. Modern :: Art

  6. Tension :: Headache

  7. Conservative :: Republican

  8. Weight :: too much

  9. Insurance :: auto

  10. Political :: views

Feel free to play along and post here and/or at Unconscious Mutterings.

Patrick's Weekender Meme

Thanks to Patrick for this fun meme. Check out his site on Saturday and Sunday. He has a great game going on! No prizes, but fun just the same. You can see the rules at his site.

Now... on to the meme:

1. If you had to choose a theme song for your blog, which would would you choose and why? Probably "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" because I believe in dreams and in a place where dreams can come true.

2. Which was the last kind of doctor you visited, and which one do you need to visit the most? The last doctor I saw was for my very first colonoscopy (screening starts at 50). The good news is everything was fine so I don't have to do that again for 10 years. I don't need to visit a doctor at all, but my next time will probably be in October for my annual physical.

3. What's stopping you from making the appointment with the doctor in #2?
It's not time yet :-)

4. Take the quiz:
You Are Not Scary

Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?

5. What's the most exotic drink you've tried recently? Did you like it enough to have another at some point in the future? Hmmmm.... recently.... I don't do very exotic (mostly cause I don't drink a lot). The last thing I had to drink was Long Island Ice Tea.

6. Who was the last person you had an online conversation with? How long had it been since you had previously talked to that person either on the phone or in person? The last person I chatted with was Lianne, in Brazil, on AIM. It had been a while because I've been TOO busy!

Leave a comment and consider yourself tagged!

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Late Breaking News

Thanks to a great idea from Marianne, The Adventures of the Green Sister now has its own home. I'm in the process of transferring episodes over from this blog to the new site and hope to have them completed by Monday morning. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone there.

I also hope you will continue to check in here and see what I'm thinking about.

Have a great weekend!

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Green Sister 45

Mark and Lee looked at each other and then, quickly, both looked at the ground. GS watched them and then, convinced they were going to behave for a while anyway, shook her head and walked away. She made her way to an area where the pulsing seemed stronger, the color more vibrant. As she grew closer, a light scent began to envelope her. She sniffed. It was elusive... a pleasing aroma that teased her with familiarity, yet she was unable to put a name to it. She knew she'd encountered it before, but where?

"Mark, Lee," she called out. "Come here a minute and tell me what you think."

Mark reached her first and looked around him. "It smells like someone is making a pizza in here."

Lee stopped short a foot away from them. "I don't want to know where you buy your pizza, man. It sounds like someone has been roasting old gym shoes, to me."

GS looked at the two of them in confusion. How could they all be experiencing the aroma in such different ways? And what could it mean?

Monday, July 24, 2006

Green Sister 44

It seemed like they'd been walking a hundred years when they reached the source of the pulsing green light. They stepped down a steep slope, turned the corner and were in a large round grotto, the walls covered with a slimy substance that pulsed with the luminosity. GS rotated, transfixed by the pulsing. There was more to this than just a random oscillation. She knew in her spirit if she could just grasp the message the lights were trying to send she would have the mystery to Nancy the Black's plan solved.

"The lights... they are trying to tell us something," she whispered to the men, who also appeared captivated by the glowing.

Lee said, also in a hushed tone, "It reminds me somewhat of the old Morse code we had to learn when I was in school, but... it's different. I mean, the dots and dashes are there, but they don't say anything. Nothing I can figure out anyway."

"It's easy to see that you two aren't science fiction fans," Mark replied. "Or that you never watched reruns of Twilight Zone. Obviously, they are sending messages but in their own language. That's why we don't understand it."

Lee and GS turned to look at Mark, then glanced at each other.

"Well, it's definitely a possibility," Lee said, after clearing his throat. "But, even if it is true, what do we do then, Mr. Spock? I don't see a slime-English dictionary lying around anywhere."

"Stop it," GS said, an edge to her voice. "Sarcasm won't get us anywhere. We need to work together if we are going to defeat Nancy... and if there's one thing we have to do, for the sake of the world as we know it, it's defeat Nancy."

Sunday, July 23, 2006


.... stolen from Word Nerd (who stole it from Preppy Girl, so I don't guess I'll get in trouble for it!). Anyway... here are the rules:

1. Go to Wikipedia.
2. In the Search box, type your birth month and day (but not year).
3. List three events that happened on your birthday.
4. List two important birthdays and one interesting death.
5. One holiday or observance (if any).
6. Tag 5 more peoples - if you feel like it.

March 22

1622 - Jamestown massacre: Algonquian Indians kill 347 English settlers around Jamestown, Virginia, a third of the colony's population.
1630 - Massachusetts Bay Colony outlaws the possession of cards, dice, and gaming tables.
1963 - Please Please Me, the first Beatles album, is released in the UK.


1908 - Louis L'Amour, American author (d. 1988)
1948 - Andrew Lloyd Webber, British composer
(maybe all the creativity will rub off!)


1832 - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, German writer (b. 1749)


The fourth day of Quinquatria in ancient Rome, held in honor of Minerva.
World Water Day.

Okay, so that's a stretch!

..... It's your turn now. Either post yours in my comments or tell me about it and put it in your own blog. Tag, you're it!

Green Sister 43

With a strangled cry, Ann reached out, grabbed Janna's shoulders and forced her around.

"I. Am. Not. A. Coward," she said through clenched teeth. "You... you are going to regret this."

The Green Sister came to slumped on the floor of the cave, Lee shaking her and Mark looking over his shoulder with a worried look on his face. She shook her head to clear it and then moaned, wishing she could take back the motion.

"Thank God you're okay," Lee said, releasing her. "We thought we had completely lost you."

He helped her to her feet and she leaned against the wall for support.

"We're close," she said, when she could speak again, surprised to find her voice hoarse, as if she'd been screaming. "Very close. And it's going to be even more dangerous than I'd expected."

She stepped away from the wall to test her legs and was mortified when they refused to hold her. Mark, without a word, put his arm around her shoulders. For the first time in a very long time, GS was willing to let someone else help her. As strong as she was, it felt right to let Mark do this. At least for a time.

They made their way further down the cavern, the glowing light getting brighter with every step. They were bothered no more by feelings of fatigue. GS kept alert, though. There was no telling what other tricks Nancy had up her sleeve. She was definitely not to be trusted. And, the fact that Nancy apparently knew her secret identity hadn't escaped her. That made it more than imperative that she defeat Nancy completely this time. Otherwise, her usefulness to the public would be at an end.

Friday, July 21, 2006

Green Sister 42

Janna's heart stopped at those words. She looked at her group of friends. There was no way she was going to allow them to be hurt because of her. It was not going to happen again. She could not lose anyone else she loved because of being the Green Sister.

She took a deep breath and turned to face Ann.

"I know that you know why I'm looking for you. Funny, I thought a lot of things about you in school, but I never thought you were a coward."

Ann narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean, a coward?" Her voice rose to a screech on the last word.

"Fighting this way," Janna responded, sweeping her arm in front of her. "In dreams. I always figured you for someone who would want the world to see the fight. For the world to be able to look at you and admire you for your courage and skill. Guess that just goes to show you how wrong you can be about a person." Shrugging her shoulders, Janna turned her back on Ann, mentally crossing her fingers that she had read her nemesis correctly and that she hadn't just condemned her friends to certain death.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Green Sister 41

"So nice to see you here," came a voice from behind Janna.

She twirled to see Ann Vivene standing behind her. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, she wore thick, black framed glasses, and her skirt fell to just mid-knee. Ann looked herself up and down and then frowned at Janna.

"I know this is your dream," she said, with a petulant tone in her voice, "but I do wish you would get this image of me out of your head. I don't think it was that true even then."

With a wave of her hand, Ann transformed herself. Her hair was twisted up at the back of her head, with soft tendrils framing her face. The glasses were replaced with contacts and she was dressed in a black skirt, blue top and white lab coat.

"What are you doing here and why all this?" Janna asked, waving her hand at her friends, who were chatting to each other, oblivious to the drama being played out in front of them.

"I know you've been looking for me and I thought this was a good way for us to get together. Besides, I want to see your face when I start removing your friends, one by one. Oh," she said, as Janna gasped, "they aren't really here, nor are they really together, but that isn't important. No matter where they are, I can reach them and ...well, you wouldn't want to see what happens to them. It's not pretty. Let's just say, they won't be here with you any longer."

Friday, July 14, 2006

A Quick Break

Thanks to Charity, via Marianne, I now know what kind of writer I am.

What kind of writer are you?

You're a Dialogue/Character Writer!
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This doesn't really surprise me. One of the main problems I have in my writing is describing settings. I guess my subconscious goes something like: "Well, I can see it in my mind unfolding like a movie... surely the reader can picture it as well." I think it comes from years of listening to Old Time Radio shows, where ALL there was was dialogue. The setting was virtually unimportant because the listener made it up in their own minds. Maybe I should see if there's a market for radio shows any more?????

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Green Sister 40

The men shook their heads, trying to clear the fuzziness that was threatening to overtake them. The Green Sister was right. Whatever was going on, falling asleep would be the worse thing that could happen to them right now.

The three of them trudged along in silence. GS didn't know about the men, but she was having difficulty lifting her feet. She knew it must be an affect of whatever it was Nancy was doing, but she didn't seem to be able to shake it off.

As Mark and Lee moved ahead of her, she leaned against the wall of the cave just for a moment. The next thing she knew, she was no longer in the cave but standing in a brightly colored hall.

She looked around and saw her best friends from high school, the group known as "Writers Incorporated": Lianne, Maria, Pam, Trish, Vivian, Joanna, and Alison. They used to get in so much trouble together... so much so their teachers would say that, contrary to belief, eight is indeed enough. What were they all doing there? She looked down at herself and noticed that instead of her Green Sister outfit, she was dressed in her favorite jeans and top from senior year. Taking a careful look at her friends, who were sitting around on beanbags eating M&Ms and popcorn, she realized they all looked the same as they did in high school as well, instead of the professional, pulled together authors they all were now. In a flash, she was aware that somehow Nancy the Black had pulled her into a dream, but how? And why?