Viking Girl Scribbles

“You've gotta' dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt. Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth.” This really sums up how I wish I could look upon life, every day. Sadly it’s really hard to be positive all day, every day. Well, maybe it would be really obnoxious, being super happy and positive ALL THE TIME. I find I do my best writing being somewhat depressed, okay okay, not depressed, misunderstood and moody might be better terms to use... but I’ll never really admit that. There’s something more romantic with the “tormented artist”. Who wants to be a grumpy writer?!

I’ve started writing my novel again; maybe it’s being back at school that’s given me all these ideas. What I have so far is almost half a book, it needs more detail and some fleshing out and maybe some more drama before I can say it’s finished. A friend has been reading what I have so far and has been asking me questions about why and who and where, making me see that some things weren’t as clear as I thought they were. She also pointed out that one of my characters does nothing for the story. He just tags along, saying hardly anything and I realized that I put him in only because I wanted the boys and girls to be an equal number. So now, when I’m rewriting and adding he’s been cut out. I killed him. Well, maybe not anything as drastic as that, but he’s gone from the story. This changed the story some (duh), and it’s now better. There’s more focus on my main character and those closest to her. After dragging myself to the gym today I now really feel the need to get started with...

There's been so much going on lately. I was sick, Pumpkin was sick, twins went back to daycare after the summer holiday and I've started work again. Really, I haven't got a clue as to where to the days have disappeared on me. One day there was lots of holiday left and now here I am at the beginning of the semester. I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel stressed out thinking about school starting. Feels like I haven't planned a minute of lessons, though S and I have planned one course up to the autumn holiday ... only three courses left to plan then. I do have some ideas as to what we should be doing, but other years I’ve had time to plan some before going on holiday, having something half-ready when I get back to school in August.

Last week was my husbands last week of summer holiday and I had thought that with him wanting to be as much as possible with the kids I could get some writing done. Yeah right! Who was I kidding! Tuesday morning I woke with a sore throat and a few hours after that my voice was gone So instead of sitting down at my laptop, I lay flat out on the sofa drinking tea and feeling sorry for myself. The day after Pumpkin started to sneeze, and we had some fun nights with a very fussy baby resulting in me feeling even more poorly. All the writing and editing I had planned didn’t happen, but I did get to write some poetry.

A while ago I wrote a short story (YA): “Samuel & Alexandra”, a story of how love sometimes comes to us when we least expect it. I spent quite some time on it, writing about one page per day and skipping between the characters; one part from her, and the next from his point of view and so on. Hers I wrote as a first person narrative, his as a third person. I don’t know why I did this, maybe because I could relate to being a teen girl, but not a teen boy. I tried writing him as “I”, but the words wouldn’t come to me and I had to change back to “he” (this happens to me all the time; my male characters just won’t let me get inside their heads! Stubborn men.). They gave me more trouble than that, about three days they spent sitting in his car and not getting on with the story! I mean, come on! They could just have told me what they wanted instead of just sitting there waiting for me to get the story going again, right? Finally I asked two of my friends what they thought, their sug...

1. They deal with young people. Are you / have you been young? Then YA is relevant to you. 2. They are about growing up. Are you growing up / have you grown up? Then YA is relevant to you. 3. They often start straight away and keep good pace. You don’t have to yawn your way through 50 pages of boring introduction. 4. The dialogue in today's YA often kick butt with the dialogue in today's adult novels. 5. You would miss an enormous amount of awesome novels if you didn’t read them.

It was Virginia Woolf who said that women need a room of their own, a room where we will be able to write (fiction more specifically). I was lucky in that respect when I began to read and then later on when I started to write poetry and prose as a teenager. I was always encouraged to both read and write, and my father would take me to the library and introduce me to the wonderful world that is Science Fiction. Growing up I was sort of an only child, I never had to share my space with anyone. Okay, the “sort of an only child”-thing might need some explaining. My older sister, by 6 years, was severely handicapped ( Retts Syndrome ), so we could never have any kind of sisterly bond or do anything together. When she was 17 she died from heart failure, leaving my parents and I to continue life without her. Yes, it was an easier life because she needed so much help and we could never take any long trips; or if we did my parents had their hands full with her and sometimes I was l...