This may be crazy, but I’ve decided to try to write 15,000 words in April for Camp NaNoWriMo. My project is Once a Stratton, a historical fiction novel set in the 1850s (1855-1858).
What is Camp NaNoWriMo? Well, if you’ve been following me long, you know what NaNoWriMo is (if not, it’s a basically a writing challenge). Camp NaNoWriMo is a much more relaxed version of NaNoWriMo. I can answer any questions about it in the comments.
Anyway, my goal is to write 15,000 words in April. But wait, you say. What’s Once a Stratton about? Well, I anticipated that question, so you can now find a summary (and my awful WIP cover) on the Works-in-Progress page.
I also started a Pinterest board for Once a Stratton, which I’m slowly adding to. (I’m working a lot on my Pinterest boards just now, actually … I’m trying to get all my information sorted!)
Thanks for reading,
- Are you participating in Camp NaNo? If so, would you like to join my cabin? Comment with your Camp NaNo username, and I’ll invite you!
- What do you think of Once a Stratton? Does it sound like a good book?
- Have you read any good books set in the Antebellum South? Let me know about them, because I can’t find a single historical novel set in that era!
Before you read this, you must promise not to hate any of the characters. Well, not much. You can hate them a little … but you can’t hate the story. Hating the story is decidedly not allowed. It’s off limits. Don’t even think about it.
As you can see, I’m testing out the ‘featured image’ setting for this theme. In my opinion, you should always have a featured image … and I never do. So, henceforth, there shall be a featured image.
Assuming I like the way this theme does featured images … so I guess that’s more of a ‘maybe’ than a ‘shall be.’
Oh, and this section has Christianity in it. Consider yourself warned. 😛
Parts 1 and 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4
Guess what? Beautiful People is back! *dances*
Okay, so let me be completely honest with you … Beautiful Books was fun and all … but I totally missed talking about my characters … or rather from my characters’ perspectives, as I always change the questions so my guys can answer them instead of me. Because I’m boring. But me charries? Not so much.
For those of you who don’t know, Beautiful People is a monthly linkup hosted by Cait and Sky. You can find out more about it here.
Before you read on, I have something really cool to share with you … a free ebook!
That’s right! The Lady of the Vineyard is free on Amazon Kindle today. Get it now! You should ’cause it’s a great book. It has people in it. *nods*
Well, ladies and gents, it’s time for part three of my fantastical short story, Flowers. Are you excited? No? Well … I am. *pouts* I can’t believe you don’t like my book …
Oh, you were just teasing? *wipes brow* Whew. I was worried for a minute that you all secretly hating me and were pity-following me.
Have you ever pity-followed someone? I haven’t. I follow the people whose posts I want to read. What kind of sick human being are you!?
Okay, back on subject. You can read Parts 1 and 2 here. If you haven’t, head over and do so!
Well, guys, I’ve made a tough decision.
I’m going to focus on editing/revising Ivy Introspective and The Dressmaker’s Secret for these next couple months to the exclusion of all other projects.
What does that mean? No more Flowers?! Well, I’ve almost finished the story, and I think I need a second opinion to keep going. To see if it has an actual direction (because Bailey was wondering, and if Bailey was wondering … 😛 ). So I’m gonna grab a random person and ask them to read it.
So, what is this editing/revising of IvIn and TDS gonna entail? Well, I’m doing some pretty intense rewrites of TDS, especially from Chapter 26 on. I’m not going to change the plot, but I feel like I need to lengthen the ending some. It feels rushed. Other than that, I’m mostly just gonna do some general editing and add a couple scenes in here or there.
For IvIn … regular editing stuff. Nothin’ more to say here …
But guys, you’ve got to keep me accountable, okay? If I start talking about other projects until I’m good and ready, SHOOT ME! WITH A CANNON!
(Seriously, don’t do that. That would hurt. And hurt is bad. So use your words to bring pain. Be all like, “YOU BROKE YOUR PROMISE YOU QUEEN OF STUPID DIEEEEEE!” Although I admit little to nothing that people say to me bugs me … Whatever. Do it if I fail my unreasonably high expectations of myself.)
Another spotlight is upon us, and today I’m going to veer into uncharted waters with a discussion about The Chronicles of Alice and Ivy, Book 3: At Her Fingertips.
What? you say. You’ve posted thousands of excerpts and quotes and made us read through post upon post about every stage of your outlining and writing process!
I know, I know! But I’ve been focusing on other projects throughout December and January, so it’s time to return to the book which critics (well, my friend Bay Ray) are calling “Kellyn Roth’s best work yet.”
(though probably with more spelling errors and exclamation points, knowing Bay …)
Though I guess there technically aren’t any uncharted waters here.
Well. Let’s see if I can’t give you some new information without spoilers.
For At Her Fingertips, anyway; there will probably be spoilers for The Dressmaker’s Secret. After all, we’re talking the third book in the series and it would be almost impossible not to … so yep.
Beware of TDS spoilers! Even though there are spoilers for TDS in almost every post now. What can I say? You need to read it! 😉
The moment you’ve all been waiting for, my darlings, is at hand! That’s right! Parts One and Two of Flowers, my short story sequel to The Lady of the Vineyard, is coming to you … right here … right now!
Okay, so maybe none of you actually want to read this story. Whatever. Comment and say you liked it anyway!
Judy Kee was sitting at the top of the stairs, watching the door attentively. She wasn’t allowed to go outside and potentially muss up her clothes, as Granny was sure she would (despite her love for her granddaughter, she didn’t think her perfect), but Judy was quite ready to jump up at any second, her ears perked, alert for the slightest sound of her father’s car.
She ran her hand through her strawberry-blonde hair, bumping the blue ribbon to the side. She had managed to keep her dress relatively unwrinkled, though, and her shoes weren’t scuffed, so Granny’s campaign for a nice-looking little girl was succeeding at least partially.