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Apr

17, 2010 |

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So I entered the Eleventy-one Celebration Writing Contest over at Laurel’s Leaves (I’m a sucker for a good contest), and can you believe it? I won Grand Prize!

Woo hoo!!

I’m seriously honored (and humbled) to have won the Grand Prize, especially after reading the runner-up entries. The contest asked for a dialogue-driven scene or story which showed an instance of negotiation and persuasion, “like the post-party scene in Fellowship of the Ring in which Gandalf convinces Bilbo to leave the ring of power in the Shire.”

Laurel is posting my excerpt on her site, along with her comments. She is excellent at what she does and her comments have been extremely insightful —well worth the time to check it out. I’ve been learning a lot from her. Thank you, Laurel, for holding such a fun contest and for giving my writer’s ego a gi-normous boost!

Without further ado, here’s my winning excerpt from “The Other Prince”:

Briann studied Bob for a moment before speaking. “Do you think you’ll be appointed?”
Bob shook his head. “I don’t know. Before, I would have said yesโ€”you know my father. But with war looming? Even he can’t be that blind. I’m hopeless on a horse and even worse with a sword. He must realize
that.”
Briann flipped over a bucket and sat. “Well, what do you hope happens?”
Bob appreciated that she hadn’t just agreed with him about being so terrible. “I can’t go to war,” he said. “Not and live to see my sixteenth birthday.”
“So you don’t want to be captain,” Briann said.
“I didn’t say that,” Bob hedged. “We both know how much I hate cavalry drills and sword fighting class, but wouldn’t it be great to shut everyone up . . .”
“Like Friederick,” Briann teased.
Bob scowled. “Yes! Like Friederick. Prove I can do itโ€”to them and to me. And just once, I’d like to earn my father’s good opinion.”
“Then do it,” Briann said simply.
Bob laughed. “Like it’s that easy.”
“It is!” Briann stood. “You could do as well as anyone if you decided to. I’m certain of it.”
“Yeah?” Bob asked skeptically. “Have you found some magic charm that will transform me into a warrior? Or maybe a magic sword! That would work.” Though Bob knew it was impossible, he couldn’t help picturing
himself, the noble warrior, atop his steed. Crowds pressed forward to get a glimpse of the noble Prince Robert William II.
“Right, with the ban on magic.” Briann rolled her eyes. “Just this once, be serious.”
Bob sighed. “I’m sorry, but we both know it’s hopeless. I’m hopeless.”
Briann cleared her throat. “I could teach you.”
“You’d only be my, like, twenty-seventh teacher,” Bob huffed. “I’ve tried learning, Briann. I have! It’s just no use.”
Briann stood tall, hands on her hips. Anger flashed from her eyes. Bob noticed her right eye twitch ever so slightly. From years of experience, Bob knew that meant trouble. “You’ve never tried to learn from me. I’m better than any of those ‘experts’ they hire to teach. But fine! Be like that. Keep your pride. Just don’t complain to me about feeling helpless.” She turned to leave with an icy, disdainful look. “See you at supper.”
Stunned, Bob watched Briann march towards the doors. What had just happened? “Wait! Briann! You really think I can learn?”
Briann paused and coolly examined him. “Don’t be a ninny. I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t think you could do it.”
Bob stared at Briann, astonished. She believed in him. And she really wanted to help. “Won’t you get teased for trying to teach the ‘hopeless prince’?”
Briann softened at Bob’s tone. “If I cared what they thought, I wouldn’t even be able to teach you because I’d never have learned. Besides, friends help each other.”
Bob met her gaze. He felt his feet lifting off the ground. She was so beautiful, so kind, so funny, so talented, . . . and so engaged to his brother. He came back to reality with a thud.
Still, he smiled and stuck out his hand. “How could I refuse that?”
Briann took his hand, clearly pleased. “You’ve got yourself a teacher then!”

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Drumroll please . . .

Mar

21, 2010 |

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First of all, I want to thank everyone who entered this contest! I had a great time reading your limericks. And don’t they say that doing something creative builds brain cells? Okay, I may be making that up, but I hope you had as much fun writing them as I did reading them.

Second of all, it was very had to choose a winner, you were all so good (and you all hit on different crazy areas of my life—all of which I love to laugh about). However, since a winner must be chosen, here we are:

The winner is Melanie for “Ode to St. Patty’s Cuisine”

For those of you who didn’t get a chance to read it, here it is:

A green dinner sounds so creative,
Until you think “what’s it made of?”
Your kids will all scream
Because everything’s green!
But cabbage and corned beef’s so native!

Maybe it was the St. Patrick’s day theme that won me over, but either way, congratulations! Watch for the coveted gift card in the mail. ๐Ÿ™‚

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St. Patrick’s Day Contest

Mar

15, 2010 |

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St. Patrick’s Day is one of my favorite pointless holidays. I love the stories of leprechauns. I love the iconic movies (like Darby O’gill and the Little People). I love the green. And I love pinching people. Okay, not really on the last one, but still. Just thinking about it makes me want to break into song . . .

When Irish eyes are smilin’ . . .

But I digress.

It’s a holiday that can be as much or as little as you choose to make it. I tend to be a minimalist, so the “little” part really appeals to me.

So knowing I made a goal to have a silly, pointless contest on my blog this year, I thought why not. This contest will run from the moment this is posted until midnight EST on Saturday, 20 March 2010.

I really wanted to make the prize super Irish, but all I could come up with was beer and potatoes. Somehow that didn’t sound very exciting. So instead, since Olive Garden’s signature color is green, up for grabs is a $25 gift card for there.

Here are the rules:

  1. Make up a funny and CLEAN limerick and post it in the comments. (Oh, heck, I don’t even care if you didn’t make it up, so long as it’s clean and funny.)
  2. Did I mention it has to be clean?
  3. I, as supreme chancellor and all-mighty contest thrower, get to pick my favorite to win.
  4. I’ll post the winner next Sunday.

Limerick /lim-rik/: a five-lined poem with aabba rhyme scheme. I could go on about the meter and syllable counts, but instead, I’ll give an example:There once was a girl from DC,Who lived far from all her fam’lyShe blogged every daySo in touch she could stayThen forgot to go out and sight see.Okay, I’m no poet. I fully admit this. But you get the idea.Please note, this contest is completely subjective. Anyone can enter (even relatives, gasp!). Odds of winning are about 1 in 4 since that’s about how many people comment on my blog. Consider all that legal mumbo jumbo said. You know: Taxes yada, yada, yada. Liability blah, blah, blah. You get the point.Good luck, and I can’t wait to read your entries!UPDATE: You may enter as many limericks as you want.

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Resolutions and a Little Silliness

Jan

01, 2010 |

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I did a quick search to see if I could find my resolutions from last year. Nope, not recorded in the journal. So I guess that means I kept them all. BUT, here are some pretend ones so we can all feel good about that assessment:

  1. Start a blog. Check.
  2. Start the next draft of Prince Bob. Check.
  3. Have a baby. Check.
  4. Get back to pre-baby weight. Check.
  5. Be more patient. Che . . . well, this is kind of an “always” resolution, so we’ll go ahead and say Check.

Of course, I COULD go on (wink, wink, nod, nod), but you get the point. I definitely accomplished things this past year. And may I just say, that resolutions are SO much easier when you write them down after the fact.

But not to let sleeping dogs lie, or whatever idiomatic expression would fit better there, I am going to actually record some resolutions for this coming year. And a year from now, I can reassess and see if I don’t prefer last year’s method of writing them down after I accomplished them.

Okay, here we go:

  1. Lose weight. Cliche I know, but alas, there we are. And yes, I know what you’re thinking: that’s a vague goal, but I have a plan. No, really. I just don’t want to reveal all my secrets. Bwa, ha ha. (maybe I should add a resolution to work on my evil laugh.)
  2. Read with London every day. I can hear your gasp. “But all good mothers do that anyway without having to set a goal! And what about your other children?” Yes, yes, we do that, but I mean the “he-reads-to-me” kind of reading. He has my temperment (i.e. throw-a-fit-when-you-can’t-do-it-perfect-the-first-time-behavior), but he’ll get there. Dad, your curse is in full force. Oh, and sorry.
  3. Finish draft 2 and 3 of my book. How long did the first draft take you, you ask? Details, details. Never you concern yourself with that.
  4. Start a blog. Oh . . . wait! That one’s already taken. But on the bright side, I’ll just check it off now. Check.
  5. Visit at least 1 cool thing in the area per month. Totally attainable. The trick will be making it something different every month. But note, that’s not actually part of the goal. ๐Ÿ™‚ Every good resolution list has to have at least one loophole. Right?

I think 5 is good for now. Though I have others, I’m choosing not to list them here . . . that whole mystique thing. ๐Ÿ™‚ So are there any uber-unique resolutions out there? I’d love to hear them. And in fact, maybe I will add a sixth, uber-unique one, just for kicks and giggles. Let’s see, it would have to be something I wouldn’t normally do . . . something legal, of course . . . something that might challenge me . . . and that may be just a little silly. I could sew something wearable that’s NOT a costume. But that’s not very silly. I could read a non-fiction book. Definitely something I wouldn’t normally do, but there again, not very silly. Ah, wait, I have it:6. I resolve to hold a contest with an actual prize on my blog. Pointless, you say? Maybe. But I wouldn’t normally do it. It’s legal (except in states where prohibited, of course). It will be a challenge, because I still have to come up with what the contest will be. And last but not least, it’s a little silly. And funny, I’m actually excited by the prospect! Random contest, here we come!

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