16 November 2014

Becoming Beauty

Hi everyone. Today we have the talented and lovely Sarah Boucher. Her debut novel, Becoming Beauty, just came out. Go buy it. Now.

Normally I would tell you all to be nice, but Sarah is pretty tough. Do your worst!

1-What did you have for breakfast this morning? What do you WISH you had had for breakfast?
I didn't have bacon. 
I wish I'd had bacon. Lots and lots of bacon.
I love bacon so much that when I see animal rights activists'* pictures of sweet little piggies tagged with Why would you ever want to eat this??? I want to reply, Mmmm...bacon! 
(*No offense to animal rights activists: Go Animals!)
2-What color of car makes you roll your eyes or blatantly make fun?
That's a little tricky because I've had a revolution in taste over the last few years and have fallen in love with bright colors & patterns. Pink, maybe? And any color of Smart Car and/or large dudes driving Smart Cars.
3-Tell us about your dream closet? Would all of your shoes get special beds?
Actually, one of the selling points of my condo was the large indoor closet with built-in shelving for shoes. When I stepped in there the first time, it was as if angels were singing. I think I said, "This is where my shoes will live!" Yes, I'm that girl.
4-If you and the main character in Becoming Beauty both had more money than you knew what to do with, who would end up with more shoes? Handbags?
Yes and yes. Bella and I share a love for fancy things. However, she'd probably invest in more jewelry while I'd expand my collection of maxi skirts and maxi dresses. No matter what we spent our money on, a shopping spree with Bella would be a blast! And really, really expensive.
5-What are your feelings on unshaven men? 5 o'clock shadow?
Uh, hello. This is what it see when I turn on my iPad:
Hello, nurse! Let me add that both main men in Becoming Beauty are beardy fellows, so I'm obviously not adverse to the idea of beardliness, though the idea of kissing it is another subject.

6-You seem to cook a lot. Is this your secret plan for taking over the world? One stomach at a time?
It's my secret plan for everyone looking normal, well-fed, lovable, and maybe a little plumpy. Really though, baking is something I learned from my mom & settling into the cooking groove relaxes me when everything else goes haywire. Plus, at the end you have something delicious to eat. Hopefully.

7-On a scale from 1-10, how snarky are you? What about your main character? Feel free to expound. I'd be disappointed if you didn't.
Wow. A snarkiness scale. I wouldn't even know how to rate myself...
What I will say is that being raised with five brothers doesn't make you into a pretty, pretty princess. And since Bella is composed of the best & worst of me, she is quite sarcastic. However, where I try to make people laugh, Bella speaks her mind, even to crotchety, old Beasts. Bella's not nearly the people pleaser that I am.
Now If you'd given me an awesomeness scale...

8-In terms of dessert, how did typing the final sentence of Becoming Beauty taste?
Can we go with the Triffle/Shepherd's Pie Rachel made on Friends?
"It tastes like feet!"
The final line of what was then Bella, has been hacked to pieces and rewritten at least 20 times. Some people struggle with beginnings or middles, but crafting that last sentence and tying things up in a neat bow without sounding completely stupid was definitely a challenge. 

9-Take 150 words and sell us on your book. Okay, maybe 200. Make it count.
The Beast has lived in isolation for years, nursing his wounds and hiding his shame from the world.  His seclusion is destroyed by the arrival of Bella, his new maidservant, who proves she isn’t the Beauty her name would indicate.
With a less-than-sweet nature and an inborn sense of entitlement, Bella refuses to be cowed—even by someone as imposing as the Beast. In no time, Bella finds herself railing at and casting insults at her new master, while pondering ways to escape.
Caught between the two is the Beast’s sole companion, Jack, who has remained loyal to his master throughout the years, but is intrigued by Bella’s spirit. 

For the first time in her life, Bella must choose to set aside her dreams of becoming the pampered mistress of a wealthy household to help others escape the pain of the past. But she may find the price too high to pay.

10-What part of Becoming Beauty will take your reader's breath away? (Spoilers are up to you.)
There's some primo kissing that doesn't quite make your ears pop, but might make your toes curl deliciously. And there are definitely some reveals regarding the Beast and Jack and Bella's feelings toward them that I had fun writing and watching my writing group read. When people say, "If you leave [insert character's name here] out in the wind, I'm going to beat you!" it actually makes you feel more empowered than not. Making someone love, hate, and go on a journey with your characters is what all authors aspire to.


About the Author
Sarah E. Boucher spends her days instilling young children with the same love of literature she has known since childhood. After hours, she pens her own stories and nurses an unhealthy obsession for handbags, high heels, baking, and British television. Sarah is a graduate of Brigham Young University, who currently lives and teaches in Ogden, Utah. Becoming Beauty is her first novel.


Contact Sarah on her website SarahEBoucher.com, or find her on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest, or Goodreads.

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10 November 2014

When is a Setback Actually a Step Forward?



This is a question that I've been struggling with this week.

As many of you know, I earlier this year, had two novels published. The second in my trilogy is currently with my publisher, and I have another book-a totally unrelated novel-ready for beta readers.

Well, at least it was ready for beta readers. Until I decided to get some professional advice on the matter.

Novels are tricky things. You could give the exact same plot to five people, have them write a book on it and come up with five very different stories.

The problem with that is that I can re-write my own story ten times, end up with ten different stories, and have no idea what the best version actually is. I love them all. Like candy bars. (I'd say children, but I don't have any, and I'm allergic to cats and dogs.)

So I called an editor. We chatted for an hour regarding what my book is about and a few plot points that were either good or weak. He even came up with a fix for an aspect of the main character that I've been struggling with.

All that was good.

Then I asked him the question. The question that changed it all.


"Should I publish this as one book, or split it into two?"

The book is over 90,000 words. A bit thick for YA.

We talked about it. he encouraged me to add 30,000 words and split it into two books. Which I wasn't horribly upset with until the next day.

You see, I have an outline that is really good. It works, it's solid, it flows well and I've jammed every bit of story I could into it.

And now I have to change it.

Not only once, but twice. Now I have to figure out how to make the first part of the book-with some additions-a complete story with a satisfying but still slightly mysterious ending. Then I have to do it again for the second half.

It's like I've already painted my house once, and now I'm only using the original color on about 40% of the outside. The rest is brand, spanking new. 

Again.



But I keep telling myself that it will be fine. It will be a better story. Just as soon as I figure out what promise I'm making to the reader in the first chapter that I'm NOT following through on in the finale.

Right now it feels like a setback. Later it might feel like a step forward.


I'll keep you informed.

03 November 2014

Poker Face

Ever play that game Balderdash? You know, the one where you get a word and have to make up a meaning for it. Words like egalitarian, remonstrance and, well balderdash.

I’m terrible at this game. Horrible. Not because I don’t know what words mean, nor is it because I’m not quick enough to make up a reasonable definition for a word. No, the problem is that I can’t lie. I have no poker face.

Well, okay, I can lie, I’m just really, really, really ,really bad at it.

How bad, you ask?

Perfect strangers can tell when I’m lying.  Children know I’m lying. Dogs and cats can probably tell too.

I swear it’s genetic. In my blood. Hormonal. Maybe there’s a pill for it.

Allow me an example.

My husband and his family love to play games. Strategy games. Hard games. Games that pit the players against each other.

Now I’m not a huge fan of such games, but I’ve learned to enjoy them, or to at least enjoy the time spent with the other people playing. I’ve even won a few times. I know, crazy.

But there’s this one game. Battlestar Galactica. You may have heard of the game or watched the old TV show or the new one. Trust me, the old one is like a triple decker grilled cheese sandwich with extra cheese. The new one is odd. Both are cool in their own rights.

In the new version of the TV show, the Cylons look like humans and a few of them are running around in the human fleet. Some of them don’t even know that they’re Cylons.

So in the board game, the first half has all of the players working together against the Cylons and all of the other problems in the fleet.  However, you each get dealt a loyalty card. This happens twice in the game. One card states that you’re a Cylon. Surprise.

My husband’s family is ruthless at this stuff. They start accusing one another before anyone has even had a turn. They throw one another in the brig just for spite. One of them is an interrogator for crying out loud. Pretty much, I’m totally out of my depth.

The first time we played, I got dealt the Cylon card half way through the game. Yeah, they all figured it out before I got a turn to play. I can keep my mouth shut, I can chatter. Heck, I can probably be in the other room and they would know.  Maybe they can smell it.

The second time we played, Jon was the Cylon. He got away before they threw him in the brig. The third time we played, it was me again.

I had a plan the third time. I just kept saying, “Why yes, I am the Cylon” whenever anyone asked me about it. Then I got the Cylon card and someone asked me and I said, “What? Me? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

I broke my own system. Because I can’t lie. It is both endearing and pathetic. In games, mostly pathetic.

The thing is, I don’t even want to be the bad guy. The other two in the family are DYING to try to kill all of us with boarding parties of robots that destroy all humans. Why me?

I swear it’s a curse. Or some universal law that I have mocked and am now being punished for. This seems to be as bad as or worse than the dice problem that I have.

Seriously, what did I do to deserve this?

Granted, I won the second time around. All humans were eradicated as the population counter ticked down to zero. Go me.

But I’m still trying to figure out how exactly those odds work. 2 out of 3 games with four players and I’m the one who gets to be a Cylon. Twice.

As this was going on, I was thinking about writing (because when am I not thinking about writing?) and it came to me that a character will have flaws that they can’t really fix. They have bad luck or can’t lie or can’t hold their liquor or whatever. And the universe of my plot is going to exploit that exact weakness/problem.

Wait. I just figured it out. I’m a character in a novel.


Hey, why don’t I have super powers? This is a lame novel!
 

26 October 2014

What in the World is a Mercy Law?

Politics is one of my least favorite subjects. And even in my writing I try not to dig into it. Mostly because, well, I hate it. Let's just let them fight it out...

I'm joking.

However, the other day I was listening to talk radio. I know, creepy. Not my usual commute pastime, but the subject caught my attention. They were talking about two things: The Mercy Law and the shooting in the school in Seattle this past week. At that point, I hadn’t heard about either one.

Apparently there has been an outcry against sports teams (especially in the little leagues and younger players) that outscore the opposing team by what someone has deemed “too many points.”

This is the story as I heard it. I haven't dug into the details personally. A little league football team had hit their maximum points as dictated by the mercy law. A kid on the defense intercepted the ball and, as he should have, ran it back for a touchdown. The game was already more than 30 points to zero. Well, the team got fined like $100 and the coach got fined $500. Something like that. All because an 8 year old kid saw a perfect opportunity and took it.

The Seattle shooting was yet another teenage boy—after a traumatic break-up with his girlfriend and depressed—with a gun who went to school, shot some other teenagers then killed himself. Again, I haven't delved into the details, but this is the gist.

The talk show was taking calls about both of these subjects. People had some good thoughts on both.

Some one pointed out the fact that if we enact mercy laws during sporting events, that we’re telling the players not to bother playing their hardest, because that’s just too much. Don’t bother training to that level, because you running faster than the other guy is going to make him feel bad.

Another guy mentioned the other side of the mercy law. Someone who is better than you at something is essentially punished because they're better than you. They’ve worked harder, but because that makes you feel bad about yourself, a higher power will make sure they’re not too good, and that they don’t hurt your feeler any more. Which is a strange and twisted sort of entitlement.

Now I do Kempo, and I’ve helped at a few tournaments. We give all the little kids that participate little medallions or trophy’s or whatever. I think that’s fine. BUT, we also give away a first, second and third place trophy. There is usually an obvious winner—someone who has worked harder than the rest to stand out while doing their form. That effort should be rewarded.

I once read a talk by Ezra Taft Benson (Former President of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints) that stated something along these lines: If someone accomplishes a great feat that they have worked hard at, it does not make you a lesser person. If you think it does, then you’ve got a pride issue. That's the interpretation that I got from the talk. If you want to check it out, click here.

On some level, kids aren’t getting to have those disappointing experiences. They don’t get to lose or get trounced by another team or another athlete or another brain bowl contestant. Remembering the trauma of these things, adults do their best to soften the blows to these poor children’s self-esteems.

Unfortunately, without learning how to deal with disappointment, kids never figure out how to bounce back from it. And when their girlfriend breaks up with them and they’re feeling depressed they might grab their parent’s gun and take it to school.

Don’t get me wrong, I hate seeing a sports team blown out of the water. I like people to be happy. I’m always trying to make people smile or laugh or forget about their problems, but no one can go through life without some strife.

There is a segment of children who will be crushed for life if they are defeated in anything, but there should be parents and friends and coaches that are there to help kids learn from the bad and turn it into something good.

So my conclusion was that maybe we have children shooting children because they've never learned how to healthily deal with loss, frustration, anger or tragedy.

I'm not trying to start a war here, but if anyone has comments, feel free to leave them! But be nice...

20 October 2014

Hop of the Blog to Ye



Hey all, it's blog hopping time!

 You know, one of those fun get to know you things that we all love so much at awkward work parties.

Only this one isn't awkward. Hopefully.

The lovely and talented Taylor Hart forced...er...asked me to participate. She writes clean romancy stuff. Not nearly enough explosions for my taste, but she's an awesome writer who is great at making her characters feel terribly awkward. I feel she abuses this power on her actual friends. If you're looking for some cute, clean romance, check out her website. She's always got something going on. And the fact that I've made it through more than one of her books is a testament to her awesomeness.

On to me.

1-What are you working on?
 A computer.

Oh fine, you want the non-literal answer? Okay, but remember you asked for it.

Right now I'm in the middle of revisions for a YA post-apocalyptic Sci-Fi novel.

In a world gone feral, sixteen year old Wendy finds herself the only survivor of an attack by the Skinnies. When she wakes up, she can't remember much of anything, but if she's going to help the people who rescued her, she's going to have to cut through the blockade in her mind, even if it means facing her worst fears.

2-How does your work differ from other works in this genre?
 I write it, not other people.

Again with the needing the serious answer? *sigh*

The YA section of the bookstore has exploded over the last ten years. There is so much crammed on the shelf that it can be hard to stand out. My story is as much about this very tough, yet very vulnerable, girl facing a twisted sort of PTSD as it is about making new friends, not accidentally killing anyone when she finds out that she's a master at fighting and saving those who saved her. It's kind of a grown up story, but even when I was a teenager (more than 6 or 7 or a lot more years ago) I felt like the world was this heavy.

I'm also a little obsessed with some aspects of mental health, and I find it fascinating to explore it in my fiction. Lots of teenagers face a daunting world for which they may feel they don't have any real skills to cope. I'm trying to show them that while the world is ugly, there are plenty of ways to get through it in one piece. Even if you drew the short straw at some point.


3-Why do you write what you write?
Because I do.

I love YA. I love coming of age stories and I love a good team effort in a story. It's what I (mostly) read and it's what I write.

4-What's your writing process?
Spew forth many words onto the computer, scowl, rewrite-using only a third of the original words, repeat.

No serious side there. that's pretty much it.

I do try to outline, and I'm good at the major plot points, but the details come through exploration on my part. Again and again an again...

That's my blah, blah.
Now for the lovely and talented Sarah Boucher!



13 October 2014

Hercules Vs. Guardians

Yes, this may seem like a strange comparison.




 Allow me to elaborate.

The other week my husband and I went to see Hercules in the dollar theater. Hello, Duane Johnson for a buck? Yes, please. This being the case, neither of us were expecting much out of this film. I wanted some fan service and we both wanted some cool action.

As a writer, I often go through the beats of the story as they come on screen. Hercules hit all of the beats. I didn’t have a hard time spotting them, but that’s fine. There is a (loose) formula for films, and it almost always makes a good movie.

Hercules had action, there was some fan service—although I don’t love all of the people being dirty. Some pull it off, others don’t. I generally feel like I want to go and take a shower for them.

I loved the concept of the film. I haven’t read the comics, so I had no idea that Hercules had a posse with him. And right off, I liked the posse. All of them. Even the guy who should have probably been on a leash the entire time. The girl wasn’t stupid in love with Hercules and the everyone was loyal.

This is the cast of characters I love! Comradery is one of the concepts in stories that I crave and hardly ever get. Mostly because someone has to betray someone to make the story more exciting. That also works, but it’s not my favorite.

The filming, the action, the costumes, the fighting…all of it was good.

My husband and I were driving home, and I was trying to figure out why I felt so “Meh” about Hercules. Why hadn’t I loved it?

Then, being foolish, I asked this question out loud. My husband is a smarty pants, so he immediately started tossing out ideas.

Did I not like the characters? No, I actually liked them.
Was the story dumb? No, it was fine. A little cookie cutter, but fine.
Was there bad music? (this is his pet peeve) Nope, music was okay.
Were the conflicts weak? Not the best I’ve ever seen, but not bad in any way.
Was everything believable? As much as it could have been.

So what was the problem?

After a few minutes of discussion, I came up with it. I liked the characters. The director and writers did a good job of rounding out the entire cast of characters. The characters were loyal to one another (they tried to make you think otherwise for a second, but I saw through it). Then I realized that the characters hadn’t progressed. They were essentially the same at the end as they were at the beginning. Even Hercules, who did have a little character growth, didn’t strike me as much different.

The characters of Guardians of the Galaxy went from scoundrels to heroes. Some of them against their will, but knowing it was for a greater good. That progression is what makes characters interesting. It’s what helps the audience relate to them. I can understand not wanting to do something and being tricked, guilted or simply talked into it. I’ve done things I didn’t want to do and they turned out great. But sometimes they turn out lousy. But in the end, I’m changed in some way.

So either the Hercules writers didn’t show him to the extremes, or they didn’t feel any of the characters really needed to change.

That’s what I have to say about that. Anyone else have any thoughts?


06 October 2014

Order Vs. Chaos




Last week I promised a comparison between The Walking Dead and LOST

 
Now there are a lot of aspects of each story that we could compare, but I am going to stick with the title of this blog post. Order vs. chaos.

I talked about seeing The Maze Runner a few weeks ago.  I did a mini rage session on how confusing the story was, and how the characters had no idea what was going on. Neither does the audience. As my husband and I were driving home we talked about this. Why does it bother me so much?

I watched every last episode of LOST. The first season or two were especially interesting, mostly because of the character flashbacks. Getting to know the characters in a story is really important. For most audiences, it is the most important aspect of a story. (Not everyone, and not every story, but a vast majority.)  Once the extremely confusing and non-winnable people vs. the island story took over LOST, I got less interested. I do admit that the writers did a pretty good job through a bunch of real life crap to keep the show going. And I loved the end of the series…because the characters I had invested so much time into were happy. I still don’t have a clear picture of what exactly LOST was about—there are plenty of speculations, and most of them lead in the same direction, but it never gelled for me.

Even though the show ended with a lovely sense of peace, I still get irritable when I try to figure out what in the Sam hill was going on. The characters I learned to love/hate/love, were constantly put into situations where no matter what they did, it was the wrong thing. Because they had no way to know what would actually help (push the button, don’t push the button…). As a reader/watcher this is insanely frustrating.

Now don’t get me wrong, a measure of mystery is good for a story, but (in my opinion) answers shouldn’t always lead to dead ends with a whole slew of new questions that don’t relate to the first set, and at the end of the season none of the first, second or third questions have really been answered, because the whole show is really about LEGOS. Maybe. As a reader I need some closure. A bunch of kids jumping into a bus or helicopter at the end of the movie thinking they’re safe but not actually being safe is annoying. Especially since some of them died getting those that got out, out. Like I said, mystery is good, befuddlement is angertating.

Now, for The Walking Dead. Also great characters—some of them good guys, some of them bad guys, some of them smart, some of them downright stupid, all of them trapped in the world that is now full of zombies.

These guys know what they’re up against.  Near the beginning, the writers did put in the discovery that there isn’t a cure for the zombie disease, and that everyone has it. When you die, you’re going to try to eat your friends. And unless you destroy the zombie’s brain, it will never give up trying to gnaw on whatever living thing gets too close.

This is a clear-cut, straight-forward problem. The characters in The Walking Dead know what they’re up against. The audience knows what they’re up against. And it is still a great story. The mystery is in how the characters will react as well as what the other still alive humans are going to try to do to our characters. But the show didn’t go for five seasons before revealing that there are zombies in the world, and they do indeed want to kill you. They can’t be turned back into people and the whole cast isn’t in some twisted version of The Truman Show.  I hope.

The thought of 95% of the people in the world being zombies and wanting to kill you is pretty daunting. That alone is enough to ratchet up the tension to the point of yelling in frustration each time an episode ends. I’m perfectly okay knowing what the characters are up against. I’m okay with them knowing what they’re up against. For me, this kind of a story is more engaging than the super-powered-nothing-is-what-it-seems mysteries that have become so popular.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a good twist in a story. Those are awesome. It’s when the story spirals everywhere and nowhere at once that I get annoyed, then bored, then I walk away.

What about you? What kind of a story to you prefer?