Well today I was nominated by the honorable Luke Hartman for the Sunshine Blogger Award tag, and though this isn't something I would normally do, I think something Tookish woke up inside of me and thought, "Why not?" The questions are fun, and his blog is awesome, so you should definitely go check it out! :)
• Thank the person who nominated you in a blog post and link back to their blog.
• Answer the 11 questions sent by the person who nominated you.
• Nominate 11 new blogs to receive the award and write them 11 new questions.
• List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or on your blog.
The questions Luke asked me:
1.) If you could only read one fictional book for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Ack, these forever questions always get me. I'd probably pick something deep, something long and wordy, something that would be showing me new things for a long time... because the rest of my life might be a long time. :P So I'll go with one of the LOTR books. There's a lot of reading there.
2.) What type of computer do you use for blogging?
Most of the time I use my iPad, but for longer posts I use my Toshiba laptop.
3.) What was the last album you listened to straight through?
The Hurt and the Healer by MercyMe.
4.) What is your favorite holiday sweet?
Homemade Almond Roca. So good.
5.) Are you known for making a signature dish or food? If so, what is it?
I really like to bake cookies, and since I make them almost every week for church, that's probably what I'm most known for.
6.) Would you consider your handwriting to be sloppy or neat (or somewhere in between)?
Generally I think my handwriting is pretty legible, but it depends on what I'm writing, and whether or not someone else will see it. xD
7.) What is the awesomest-looking book you own, and why?
That's hard! Probably the cover for The Chronicles of Narnia, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. It's hardback, and has the movie characters on it, which stand out because everything on the cover is matte except them.
8.) Name your three biggest fandoms.
Lord of the Rings, Narnia, and Redwall (we are small but mighty).
9.) Favorite childhood movie?
Finding Nemo is one of the best things that ever happened to the world.
10.) Pizza or tacos?
Probably pizza, although I seem to eat a lot of tacos too.
11.) Name three books that everyone on earth should read.
The Giver by Lois Lowry, Redwall by Brian Jacques, and Anne of Green Gables by L. M. Montgomery.
Ah, yes. Writer's block. The arch-nemesis of a writer's creativity. At some point or other, each of us will come down with that unfortunate ailment. But what are we to do about it when it happens to us?
First of all, I'd like to define what I mean by "writer's block." It isn't losing the desire to write. That's common, but it passes if you just keep at it. What I mean by writer's block is the phenomenon of having no idea what to write next. (Cue the music accompanying Darla's entrance into Finding Nemo). I'm sorry to say that even the most meticulous plotters will have to face this dreaded beast at some point, and the chances go up exponentially if you're a pantser.
So what are we to do? First of all, if you're a Christian, pray. I have to admit that I forget this first step too often, but I'm working on that. Ask God for help writing the story only He can write. Then, drown yourself in whatever usually inspires you. Watch a movie, get on Pinterest (for writing prompts and character quotes, not salad-in-a-mason jar recipes). Listen to music, read a book. The key is to fill yourself so full of ideas that something useful will come to the surface.
Also, talk to someone about it. Someone you trust. For example, my sister is my biggest plotting buddy. Even if the someone you talk to doesn't actually offer any helpful ideas, just talking about it really helps get the wheels turning. Maybe the genius idea you had at 3 am doesn't sound as good when you say it out loud. There, you've saved yourself a headache. Or maybe the silly idea you had during lunch isn't actually so silly after all. Or saying the silly idea out loud spawns a better one.
As you can see, there are lots of ways around writer's block. You don't have to submit to its depressing power. Next time you find yourself staring at the blinking cursor and wondering how you managed to overlook that bridgeless Chasm of Despair, don't worry. You know how to build a bridge.
Here's a special excerpt from my eBook A Light in the Shadows. This is fifth book in the Warriors of Aralan series, and is available for download off Amazon. I hope you enjoy!
Several agonizing hours passed, largely in silence. Allister worked to loosen the ropes around his wrists, but each time he thought he was making progress one of the slavers noticed and tied them tighter.
Despite this, Allister kept trying until they came in sight of an imposing wooden stronghold. The building material alone made it unusual. The four walls consisted of logs made to stand on end and sharpened at the tops to keep others out and the slaves in. When they drew near, the lead slaver hailed the men in the guard houses on either side of the enormous gate, and they were granted entrance.
As they passed through the gates, Allister heard them close with a shuddering bang, and fear swept over him anew. They were trapped! All around the interior of the stronghold men and women slaves hurried on their errands, filthy and tired. On both sides of the compound were two long, low buildings built much like the stone cottages in the rest of Aralan, except that Allister knew they weren’t cottages. The sounds of blacksmithing came from inside of one, and the many windows in both shimmered with heat.
He didn’t have long to figure out what the buildings were for before he, Rhoslyn and Bradyn were hurried towards a yawning black hole in the ground. It must be the entrance to the tunnels the men had talked about.
Suddenly Rhoslyn appeared to faint.
Allister couldn’t believe it. Rhoslyn had never been one for fainting, so why would she start now? Suddenly he caught the slow grin spreading on Bradyn’s face, and he understood. Rhoslyn hoped to trick them into thinking she had died long enough to be disposed of outside the stronghold, where she could escape and get help.
The next instant his hopes were dashed when one of the slave traders gave Rhoslyn a savage kick, causing her to gasp in pain and open her eyes. “C’mon, get up,” the slaver growled, “We haven’t got all day. It’s not the first time someone’s tried that trick.”
Feeling like the situation was more hopeless than ever, the three were made to march into the entrance of the tunnels.
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