Today it is Norways' national day, and I have taken the time off from writing and thinking.
Here is a little song from my eldest daughter (click the title)
Happy birthday to Norway, from Sophie!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
A new taste
I would like to give you a little taste of what's coming next. We are still in chapter number two, but I felt I couldn't treat you to chapter three, without showing you a little more of the second chapter.
...They were gathered around a large board which was dressed with food. They were laughing, joking and talking all at once. Instead of following my first instinct which was to run, I set that aside and decided that I didn’t want to escape. I wanted to laugh and smile, and eat and drink. I wanted what they had; I wanted to be a part of them! It didn’t take long before they noticed me, and Derrick was quick getting up and helping me to the square object in the middle of the room. Ma was the first to speak to me. She seemed taken aback of my being out of bed so quickly, and eagerly asked if she could get me something to eat. Before I could reply Derrick interrupted her, introducing me to everyone in the room. “Hey guys, this is Cerin”. Suddenly their faces went from being smiling and friendly, to being shy and almost hidden...
I know it's not very exciting, but again, I couldn't give you a little taste of chapter three, without teasing you with this.
...They were gathered around a large board which was dressed with food. They were laughing, joking and talking all at once. Instead of following my first instinct which was to run, I set that aside and decided that I didn’t want to escape. I wanted to laugh and smile, and eat and drink. I wanted what they had; I wanted to be a part of them! It didn’t take long before they noticed me, and Derrick was quick getting up and helping me to the square object in the middle of the room. Ma was the first to speak to me. She seemed taken aback of my being out of bed so quickly, and eagerly asked if she could get me something to eat. Before I could reply Derrick interrupted her, introducing me to everyone in the room. “Hey guys, this is Cerin”. Suddenly their faces went from being smiling and friendly, to being shy and almost hidden...
I know it's not very exciting, but again, I couldn't give you a little taste of chapter three, without teasing you with this.
Motivation
At the moment I have three people who read my book as it takes form. I would like to share some of their comments with you, as it has been real motivating to me on those days I've just thought: "bugger it". They are what got me through the third chapter, when my computer kept failing on me. Here are a few:
"At work today I was really looking forward to coming home and reading more of my new book, untill I remembered that it's not a new book! It's yours and you haven't finished it yet"
"When I came to the part where she jumped, I jumped myself as I hadn't expected it at all"
"I was so annoyed when it just stopped"
"It's relaxing to read the book, because of the details. Instead of writing "I sat down next to him", she puts in all the details of what she smelt, saw and felt when she was doing it"
"It's fun to read something so unpredictable"
Otherwise I have some exciting news! One of Norways top bloggers has opened a new blog which is constructed to inspire people. His blog is only a few days old, but on his last blog entry he already had 69 comments! And then immagine all of those who don't comment! It was only by chance I discovered his blog, and I told him that my own inspiration is Stephenie Meyer. To make a longer story short he now has written a blog entry about my dream, which is very motivating to me. He is now a reader of my blog, and it excites me to know that someone who knows blogs, is reading mine!
Here is a link to the blogpost (I'm sorry to say it is in Norwegian, but thank God for google translator):
http://inspirere.blogg.no/
This weekend I will start on the fourth chapter, and I have BIG plans!
Have a lovely day!
"At work today I was really looking forward to coming home and reading more of my new book, untill I remembered that it's not a new book! It's yours and you haven't finished it yet"
"When I came to the part where she jumped, I jumped myself as I hadn't expected it at all"
"I was so annoyed when it just stopped"
"It's relaxing to read the book, because of the details. Instead of writing "I sat down next to him", she puts in all the details of what she smelt, saw and felt when she was doing it"
"It's fun to read something so unpredictable"
Otherwise I have some exciting news! One of Norways top bloggers has opened a new blog which is constructed to inspire people. His blog is only a few days old, but on his last blog entry he already had 69 comments! And then immagine all of those who don't comment! It was only by chance I discovered his blog, and I told him that my own inspiration is Stephenie Meyer. To make a longer story short he now has written a blog entry about my dream, which is very motivating to me. He is now a reader of my blog, and it excites me to know that someone who knows blogs, is reading mine!
Here is a link to the blogpost (I'm sorry to say it is in Norwegian, but thank God for google translator):
http://inspirere.blogg.no/
This weekend I will start on the fourth chapter, and I have BIG plans!
Have a lovely day!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
And there...
chapter number three is finished.
All I need to do now is correct it and fill in some blanks, but now I need some sleep! I have a feeling my son will wake up at 6 am tomorrow, seeing that it is a bank holiday!
Sleep tight!
All I need to do now is correct it and fill in some blanks, but now I need some sleep! I have a feeling my son will wake up at 6 am tomorrow, seeing that it is a bank holiday!
Sleep tight!
Silly technical things!
I hate it when technical thingymajibs decide to not cooperate with you!
I had almost finished my third chapter the other day. I am almost certain that I saved it before I went to bed, but even so, it usually saves itself when I close my laptop. When I opened it the following day, it was still there, but then the computer crashed and i dissappeared. =( I was really annoyed, because nothing is as good as the first try (at least when it comes to me). So I sat down and started writing it again, only this time it wasn't as good, and I swear 100% that I saved it! Now the computer crashed again, and again it has just dissappeared. I think I must have some silly virus or something!
So now I'm guessing my third try will be 1/3 as good as I want i to be, but I will copy it and save it in a smarter place! Will also do a virus scan, 'cause something isn't right!
Cross your fingers! I'm hoping to finish off with the third chapter tonight!
I had almost finished my third chapter the other day. I am almost certain that I saved it before I went to bed, but even so, it usually saves itself when I close my laptop. When I opened it the following day, it was still there, but then the computer crashed and i dissappeared. =( I was really annoyed, because nothing is as good as the first try (at least when it comes to me). So I sat down and started writing it again, only this time it wasn't as good, and I swear 100% that I saved it! Now the computer crashed again, and again it has just dissappeared. I think I must have some silly virus or something!
So now I'm guessing my third try will be 1/3 as good as I want i to be, but I will copy it and save it in a smarter place! Will also do a virus scan, 'cause something isn't right!
Cross your fingers! I'm hoping to finish off with the third chapter tonight!
Saturday, May 01, 2010
A little quiet
As the spring finally showed herself, I couldn't resist the temptation of spending my days outside. My comuter screen does not like the sunlight, so I haven't finished chapter three as I had hoped for this week. My husband (who is a sailor), will be working from Wednesday and the next four weeks, so I will have plenty of time to myself in the evenings. Luckily I am not a tv-slave, and as long as I have my Desperate Housewives once a weekv - I'm happy.
Have a great weekend.
Have a great weekend.
Care for a taste?
As I promised earlier on this week, here is a new little taste from the book.
"...the night became more intense by every minute, as its cold cloak gnawed at the inner depth of our bones. This time we cuddled up to each other without even asking, hoping that our bodies would heat each others. But they didn’t. The freezing cold was exhausting, and by midnight we were both drained from the tiny earthquakes our bodies had been pulsating out. I was comatosed, and the only thing that reminded me of life, was the nightmares and the biting cold that woke me every now and then. The night seemed to draw on in to infinity, and finally come morning the frost had left me incoherent of what was happening around me. I was able to hear Derrick’s faint voice, as if a fog had clouded up my ears. He was mumbling words every so often, but I was too drained to reply or understand the meaning of them. I now found myself awaiting the sun, but this morning she did not show. Just before passing out again, I felt myself almost floating from the ground. It was Derrick, and barely opening my eyes I was able to see him lifting me up and tying something around my waist. I didn’t understand what he was messing about with, until I felt the floating again. “Don’t move a muscle”, he said..."
"...the night became more intense by every minute, as its cold cloak gnawed at the inner depth of our bones. This time we cuddled up to each other without even asking, hoping that our bodies would heat each others. But they didn’t. The freezing cold was exhausting, and by midnight we were both drained from the tiny earthquakes our bodies had been pulsating out. I was comatosed, and the only thing that reminded me of life, was the nightmares and the biting cold that woke me every now and then. The night seemed to draw on in to infinity, and finally come morning the frost had left me incoherent of what was happening around me. I was able to hear Derrick’s faint voice, as if a fog had clouded up my ears. He was mumbling words every so often, but I was too drained to reply or understand the meaning of them. I now found myself awaiting the sun, but this morning she did not show. Just before passing out again, I felt myself almost floating from the ground. It was Derrick, and barely opening my eyes I was able to see him lifting me up and tying something around my waist. I didn’t understand what he was messing about with, until I felt the floating again. “Don’t move a muscle”, he said..."
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