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Friday, December 24, 2010
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Thursday, December 23, 2010
All I Want for Christmas
In my family this year, though, we aren't going to be able to do that. I haven't had a paying job in a few months. Dad lost his job nearly two months ago. One brother is trying to make ends meet for his family on a single income instead of two. One sister is perpetually trying to keep herself out of the hole.
There aren't going to be many gifts under the tree this year. Though I have to admit, I do have a couple of little things for my nephew. No matter how tight things get, I can't resist spoiling him rotten. These gifts for him, though, came courtesy of a good friend who knew I didn't have the money. I'm crying again just thinking about her generosity.
But all of the difficulties we've been facing have really brought home the point that the gift giving frenzy, the commercial aspects that have become such a part of this season, shouldn't be what it is about.
So here is what I want for Christmas this year. Santa, I hope you're listening.
I want my youngest brother to be safe while he is serving our country in Iraq, and to know that he is loved and missed, even if he can't be with the rest of us.
I want my dad to have hope, to believe that he can still be a great father and grandfather, even if he can no longer do the job he's been doing for so many years.
I want my family to spend time together. We don't have to have gifts under the tree as long as we have each other.
I want my nephew to know that he is the most special little boy in the world, and that I'd do anything for him.
I want my friends to know how much I love and appreciate them.
It wouldn't hurt to get a call that my manuscript has sold. LOL. But I won't hold it against Santa if I don't get that last one.
P.S. Santa, can you do something about my cat that likes to bite my toes while I'm sleeping? That'd be great. Okay, thanks.
~Catherine
So what is it that you really, truly want for Christmas this year?
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Not-So-Secret Santa
My husband has a problem. And no, it’s not me, smarty-pants. He has the hardest time waiting until Christmas to give his gifts. He wants to give them the moment he buys them. I’ve had him walk in the door from shopping and hand me the shopping bag because he couldn’t wait.An additional complicating factor is that my birthday is around Christmas. It’s today, in fact. So, not only does he have the Christmas gift burning a hole in his pocket, he has to wait to give me my birthday present too. Most years I have nothing to open on my birthday because I’ve already received my gift two days early. Not that it makes much difference, really, but I like to honor the days on the actual dates.
This year my husband was doing a great job of not revealing anything. He and our daughter secreted away to her room to wrap my gifts. I was under strict instructions to stay away, so I did. My gifts arrived under the tree without me having a clue as to what was in the package. Okay. That’s not completely true. Something big and fluffy was under the tree, because hubby and daughter don’t use gift boxes, so I had a good idea of what it might be.
Well, Sunday I was cleaning off the dining room table and found a receipt. I wasn’t snooping. I swear! I thought I had left out the receipt for the gift I bought my husband. I unfolded it and “O Holy Night”. The paper was from The Mac Guys. I dropped it immediately without reading it, but it’s pretty clear I’m getting what I want.
I really didn’t want to make my husband feel bad, because he tried so hard to keep the secret this year. I put it back on the table and didn’t finish clearing it. He had lunch at the table and a snack without making the discovery. Hours later, he still hadn’t noticed the folded receipt. Finally, it was time for dinner, and I asked him if he would clear the table so I could set it.
Of course he discovered the receipt in the process, but he couldn’t tuck it in his pocket and be quiet about it. No, he had to question me. “Did you see this?” I tried to play dumb. “Oh, what is that?” He narrowed his eyes. He wasn’t buying it. “Did you?” Imagine a ridiculously goofy smile from me. I couldn’t hold it together, and I started laughing, so my cover was blown. Then I had the giggles because a few minutes earlier, my daughter had said to me, “We put your birthday pajamas under the tree.”
So, no surprises this year, but I couldn’t be happier. Not because I’m getting birthday pajamas or my dream gift. I couldn’t be happier because I have a wonderful family who the CIA will never recruit to send on secret missions where I can’t know of their whereabouts. (My son can’t lie any better than I can. His laugh always gives him away too.)
What about you? Do you like to be surprised on Christmas morning, or do you search for your gifts?
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
A Refugee Christmas
Our town has an active refugee resettlement program. In the past, we’ve welcomed folks from Bosnia and Somalia. Lately, they’ve been fleeing Afghanistan and Iraq.
No matter where they come from, their core story is the same. They came to this country with only what they could carry, hoping to find a safe place to raise their children and follow their religion. They want to work. They want to learn English. They want their children to go to school and have professional careers. They want to become American citizens.
It’s the Mayflower story we Americans celebrate at Thanksgiving each year, and it hasn’t changed much since 1620. Yet, it’s still a thrill to see someone who barely escaped with his life go on to be a successful, contributing member of the community.
Every refugee has his own unique version of the immigrant tale:
The little boy whose family was being slaughtered and the only way he could escape was to walk through a mine field. . .at night…leading his blind uncle.
The teenager who lay in a ditch for three days, playing dead, eating insects and sipping rain water until the killers moved on.
The family who fled Iraq, thinking they would be safe in a refugee camp in Jordan, only to have a brother murdered there.
These are just a few of the true stories I‘ve heard while meeting refugees in Boise, Idaho. No matter how the story starts, no matter how empty their pockets, the ending is always the same, “Thank God, we have arrived. We are here now. Thank God we made it here alive.”
Sometimes I think I should write their stories. But deep down inside, I know I’m incapable of capturing the depth of their experience. I go home and hug my children tightly and wonder why I have so much junk.
Last week, I heard from a new family who had just arrived with nothing but the clothes on their back. What did they ask for? Clothes for the children to wear to school so they wouldn’t be made fun of, school supplies so they could learn English, and curtains so they could sleep without the neighbors watching. A far cry from most kids’ Christmas lists.
One image permanently etched in my mind is that of a ten year-old Somali girl in Boise, walking home from school in the snow, wrapped in a bed sheet and wearing flip-flops.
Do my kids really need three coats and five pairs of shoes each? Probably not and I bet she wouldn’t even care that they were designed for boys.
I go through our closets again and come up with 5 jackets, 13 pants, 22 shirts, 7 pairs of shoes, and 26 stuffed animals we don’t need. Not exactly Christmas presents, but they’re sure to be put to good use.
Do you have an active refugee settlement program in your community? Have you ever helped a new family settle in? I would love to hear your refugee success stories.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Yes, Virginia
This is not a new story to most people, but it still touches me all the same and I would like to share it in my last post of the year.
The editorial first appeared in the New York Sun on September 21, 1897. The question posed came from eight-year-old Virginia O’Hanlon. The response, and one of the best editorials ever written (in my opinion anyway) was penned by Francis Pharcellus Church. A copy of the article is posted, but I've typed it out since the article is a bit hard to read.
Is There a Santa Clause?
We take pleasure in answering at once and thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time out great gratification that its faithful author is numbed among the friends of THE SUN:
“DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old.
“Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.
“Papa says “If you see it in The Sun it’s so.
“Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?”
“VIRGINIA O’HANLON.
“115 West Ninety-Fifth Street.”
VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which
is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, VIRGINIA, whether they be men’s or children’s are little. In this great universe of ours man is mere insect, an ant, in his intellect as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Clause. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and job. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Clause. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the word would be extinguished.
Not believe in Santa Clause! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Clause coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the word.
You may tear apart the baby’s rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this word there is nothing real and abiding.
No Santa Clause! Thank GOD! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, VIRGINIA, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
I hope you all have a Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
In Theatres This Week...
Here at Lady Scribes, we are all about good stories, whether they be books, television, or film. So, we are spending a little time on Sundays discussing the latest releases and finding out what you saw, what you like, and what you’re looking forward to.
Last weekend’s Top 5 films:
1. The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader
2. The Tourist
3. Tangled
4. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part I
5. Unstoppable
Opening this week…
Friday, December 17, 2010
Our Guest Author: Jennifer L. Hart
Hi, Jennifer. Thanks for joining us today at Lady Scribes. We’re happy to have you as our guest. Tell us a little about your newest book “Redeeming Characters”.Animals may bite, but people always suck. It’s the motto thirty-two year old Drue has lived by all his life. He longs for the snow to melt so he can disappear into the wild with nary a nitwit to be seen—to escape the confines of a narrow-minded and cloying society. Yet, when he discovers an old friend has published the book he helped create, a new plan surfaces. Revenge.
978-1-60820-229-4 (ebook) $7.99
Available wherever ebooks are sold and in print at Amazon.com
Your heroine, Dakota Whitmore, a popular romance author, has good reasons to feel jaded. How is she still able to write stories about love when her marriage went so wrong?
At the start of Redeeming Characters she has not been able to write for quite a while. Others even tout her as a “one hit wonder” because she hasn’t produced. Sure, Dakota is going through the motions, doing what needs to be done with her children and her public appearances but the creative flow has dried up. Her brain is overloaded and while she still believes in the possibility of true love, she’s having a hard time selling a product she’s never test driven.
Dakota and Drue, your hero, have an interesting past. They were high school sweethearts, and they used to write together. Drue thinks Dakota stole his idea and turned it into a bestselling romance novel, a genre he doesn’t respect. What makes Drue the right man to help Dakota believe in love again?
You’ve taken on several roles throughout the years (early childhood educator, photographer, Navy wife, mother, multi-published author). Is there anything else you’d like to try that you haven’t yet?
Honestly, I just do what I have to and writing is one of those have to things. My only goal at this point is to become a better storyteller. Though donning a “best selling author” hat wouldn’t hurt my feelings!
Every author/mother wants to know how to balance taking care of the kids with meeting deadlines. How do you do it?
We know “Redeeming Characters” was just released, but what are you working on now?
Well, I have two finished manuscripts, one contemporary, the romance for the staring couple in my Laundry Hag series and Stellar Timing, a sci-fi/ fantasy romance novel, both searching for the right homes. Currently I’m in the middle of my NaNoWriMo novel, and I have another short story I need to finish by mid January. After that, I plan to work on the second in my Stellarverse series, and then back to mystery with The Misadventures of the Laundry Hag: All Washed Up, third in my zany mystery series. That should take me through next summer.
Since I write mystery and romance, I’ve read everything I can get my mitts on about what makes a book a keeper, a read again novel. As a reader which do you think is more important, plot or characters and why?
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Stay Healthy Tips for a Merry Christmas!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
All I want for Christmas is a cat who cares!!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Week 1: Wishful Thinking Tour of Britain
You see the longer I write and research regency England the more I want to travel. The bonus for me is my DH wants to come with me so I’ve got no obstacles bar winning that pesky lottery. (Must rush out and buy that ticket)
We think, DH and I, that a six month sojourn to our ancestors birthplace would be a lot of fun. So far I’ve corrupted him into watching Time Team, National Trust: National Treasure, Antiques Roadshow, and any BBC produced documentary that I find. Even our youngest boy is keen on the move – although might have something to do with the delusion he’s under that he might acquire *awesome stuff* from an obscenely large lottery win.
Apparently we can’t work in the UK even if we wanted to—there goes our plan to polish the Queen’s silver. Our ages are apparently the issue, so we’ll just have to spend all our time sightseeing! How bad is that?? LOL. Good thing I can write anywhere.
Although I quite like the idea of staying in quaint little pubs and inns, my husband has the idea to put us in a campervan of some description for some of the time. We could become gypsies while we travel the wilds of the English countryside—let’s hope we don’t become permanently lost. But that got me thinking that I should probably start to plan where we’d actually want to go on this six odd month odyssey of ours. So that’s what I’m going to blog about for a while.
After the twenty-three hour flight from Sydney, spending a few nights at a hotel near Heathrow recovering from jet lag seems like a very good idea. Then once we’re relatively lucid again the plan is to gather all our pounds and pence and head south in the general direction of Brighton.
First Stop – Ham House
Ham House, in Richmond, Surrey, is a 400 year old stately home built along the southern bank of the river Thames and a short 30 minute drive from Heathrow Airport. Ham boasts opulent rooms, priceless paintings, porcelain and furniture, and a glimpse of 17th Century courtly life. Once home to Sir Thomas Vavasour, Knight Marshall to King James I, the property passed through various hands, including the Duke and Duchess of Lauderdale, until 1948 when it entered the care of the National Trust.
One interesting fact I discovered was that Ham House was the first home in Britain during the 1670’s to have sash windows installed (Good to know if you write Georgian or Regency set novels). Because of its beauty and relatively unchanged interiors the house has appeared frequently on film—the 2007 BBC television adaptation of Sense and Sensibility (in which it played Cleveland), and in the films To Kill a King and Spice World, and also the movie The Young Victoria (where it doubled as Kensington Palace).
When the trust took over management the gardens still boasted the skeleton structure of the 17th Century gardens and those have been restored beautifully. Given the opulence and care previous owners placed on furnishing Ham, it is not surprising that it was a popular social center—guests traveled by river craft often since the roads were so bad.
From today’s research I must remember to look carefully at:
* The paintings on the Great Staircase
* The cabinet pictures and miniatures of the Green Closet
* The Duchess’ bathroom – it dates back to 1677 (Yes, the duchess was ahead of her time – she bathed!)
* Walk beneath the hornbeam arch—a beautiful living tunnel
Ham House and its gardens are open to visitors between March and November. If you’re thinking of dropping in, be sure to check the National Trust website for specifics before you go.
www.nationaltrust.org.uk
Have you visited or plan to visit England? DH and I would love to hear your recommendations for places to visit. We don’t want to miss a thing on our wishful thinking tour.
Heather Boyd
~Lady Wicked
Monday, December 13, 2010
Decompressing the Holidays!
Sunday, December 12, 2010
In Theatres This Week...
Here at Lady Scribes, we are all about good stories, whether they be books, television, or film. So, we are spending a little time on Sundays discussing the latest releases and finding out what you saw, what you like, and what you’re looking forward to.
Last weekend’s Top 5 films:
1. Tangled
2. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part I
3. Burlesque
4. Unstoppable
Opening this week…
Friday, December 10, 2010
Guest Blogger: Delilah Marvelle
Today’s guest, Delilah Marvelle, loves writing historical romances with the scandalous twists she digs up from history. She is a two time Golden Heart Finalist, an RT Reviewer's Choice Nominee and a double finalist in the Bookseller's Best Award. Her upcoming release from HQN Books, Prelude to a Scandal, is available January 1, 2011.
Are you ready to be scandalized?
Welcome Delilah. Tell us a little about Prelude to a Scandal, the first book in your Scandal Series.
Thank you so much for having me!!!!
So here's the teaser blurb for Prelude to a Scandal.
Having been raised in the jungles of South Africa, assisting her father in the study of mammal copulation, Lady Justine Fedora Palmer sweeps back into London to embark upon her coming out. She quickly discovers animals are far more civilized than the men surrounding her.
When her father's observations are made public, proving buggery is natural to the animal kingdom, all of London is in a huffing outrage, including His Royal Majesty. Her father is imprisoned and slapped with outrageous penalty fees they simply cannot pay.
Lady Justine becomes more than willing to trade her good name and her place in London's gossip hungry society to secure her father's release. There is only one person she knows she can trust: her father's patron, the Duke of Bradford. A dashing libertine, yes, but one she passionately adores for his unwavering kindness, wit, humor, and a willingness to support her father's studies even as everyone else had laughed her father off.
To her astonishment, the Duke of Bradford is not the same man. His newly marred face hides a scandal that is about to test them both...
What is his scandal? Here's a hint. His struggle to overcome an addiction that isn't found in a bottle or a pipe or narcotics, but the very thing that makes him a rake...
Since the Scandal Series is being published back to back, can you share an elevator pitch from Once upon a Scandal (February 2011) and The Perfect Scandal (March 2011)?
Once Upon a Scandal is all about remolding the story of Cinderella by making the hero into the penniless romantic. After all, why should women be the only ones chasing after true love? The Perfect Scandal is about the perfect gentleman who hides behind an illusion of perfection for reasons that have nothing to do with respectability.
My writing process is freaky. I become a different person and my poor family has to live with it. The truth is, I can’t have anyone in the house when I write. Even if someone were to lock themselves in the closet and hold their breath, I still wouldn't be able to write. It’s hard to explain but I feel like their energy is leaking into my ability to think. I have a hard time transporting myself into a different era when the modern world is breathing on my neck. Once I’m able to get everyone out of the house, I gulp down a Starbucks Vanilla Frappucino (bought in bulk from Costco), sit at my desk surrounded by piles and piles of research books and write. As I write, I verbalize my words aloud in a British accent. It’s the actress in me.
Cooking. I'm a chef by trade and cooking has always been my second love. So naturally I'm always looking for excuses to cook.
I'm actually in the brainstorming process. So I'm not writing very much at the moment, lol. Just thinking about what I want to do and how I want to do.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Fits and Starts
So many other writers out there, many of those with a lot of success, claim that the only way to write is to do it every day. So I try to.
The problem comes in when I fail to do it.
It isn't that I don't try. I do sit my butt down in the chair and try to make the words come out, hoping that my fingers will guide me to write some brilliant dialogue or come up with a unique twist on the same old plots that we've seen time and again.
But some days, nothing happens. Sometimes, nothing happens for weeks or even months at a time. I'll have a project that I'm working on, one that I'm in love with and think has oodles of potential, and can't wait to sink my teeth into it and really get it down on paper . . . but for some reason, I just can't write.
And then there are other days, days when I sit in my chair and start my session, hoping to get a good 1,500 to 2,000 words out, and those words fly by in about an hour and I can't seem to stop myself until I've passed 4,000 or maybe even 5,000 or 6,000 words.
I just recently had a long skid like I described above, where for weeks on end that turned into months, I'd try to write but stare at a screen that had looked the same for almost as long as I could remember. Then, just out of the blue, it changed. I could write again. And the words started to flow better than they ever have.
It used to be that if I had one of those days of amazing output, I'd inevitably hit another day like I described above where nothing would happen immediately afterward. It might last for two days, even. And then I'd be back on my schedule, cranking out 1,500 or 2,000 words a day most of the time. Right now, that isn't what is happening. Right now, I'm writing between 3,000 and 6,000 words a day, pretty much every day. And it has been going on for over a week.
Needless to say, I'm in awe. I don't quite know what to do with myself.
But I know better than to complain. As soon as I start complaining about it, that's when the drought will hit again.
It seems, no matter how hard I try to become a disciplined writer, one who can produce the same amount of quality work day in and day out, I just can't seem to do it. So I've decided I'm not going to give myself a hard time about it any more. It may work for some authors. But my system seems to work for me.
Any way I look at it, I'm still producing the same number of manuscripts in the same amount of time. Ever since I started writing, I've been a two-manuscripts-a-year writer. It doesn't seem to matter if I write the requisite 1,500 to 2,000 words a day every day, or if I take two months off with zero words, and then cram in 30,000 words in a week. It is always two manuscripts a year.
Are you a disciplined writer? Do you write every day, or on specific days? Or do you write in fits and starts like I do?
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Double Dip at Your Own Risk
It’s the holiday season. Do you know what that means? Parties! And eating. Lots and lots of eating. And perhaps a bit of self-recrimination the next morning. But come on, give yourself a break! It could be worse. It’s not as if you woke up with an “I love Pookie” tattoo on your bum.At any holiday buffet table, you’ll find me inhaling the dip. I can honestly say I’ve never met a dip I didn’t like. It's my weakness! My only real consolation is that my super-sleek sister-in-law hangs out there with me. (She shares my name and profession, so I call her the new and improved me.) I figure if she can eat dip and still look good, one night of overindulgence isn’t going to hurt me.
Today I’ll share some of my favorite dip recipes I’ve collected over the years. I can't take credit for any of these recipes. They have been handed down to me by family members or given to me by friends. The list is not all-inclusive by any means, but my fellow Lady Scribes impose word limits on me.
Spinach Dip
1 packet Ranch Dip Mix
1 ½ cups Sour Cream
1 cup Mayonnaise
8 ounce can sliced Water Chestnuts, drained
1 loaf Hawaiian Bread
Mix all ingredients, except the bread, together in a bowl. Chill for 2 hours. Hollow out the loaf of bread. Fill the bread bowl with the dip. Cut the hollowed out bread into bite-size pieces and serve alongside the dip. This is good with crackers too.
Cranberry-Brie Spread
1 can Whole Cranberry Sauce
Crackers of your choice
Place the cheese wedge in an oven-safe dish. Pour cranberry sauce over the top. Bake in a 350 degree oven until the cheese is soft and the cranberry sauce is bubbling. Spread on crackers.
Chocolate Mousse Dip
Approximately 2 tablespoons Nestle Quik drink mix (Add to taste)
Assorted Fruit cut into bite-size pieces
Whisk Cool-Whip and Nestle Quik until smooth. Chill several hours. Serve with fruit.
Artichoke-Feta Dip
8 ounces Feta Cheese, crumbled
1 cup Mayonnaise
½ cup Parmesan, shredded
2 ounces jar diced Pimentos, drained
1 Garlic clove, minced
Mix all the ingredients in a bowl. Transfer to an oven-safe dish. Bake at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until the dip is lightly brown. Serve with mini-pitas or crackers.
Cream Cheese Fruit Dip
1 small jar Marshmallow Cream
Assorted Fruit (apples, grapes, bananas, pears) sliced into bite-size pieces
Place cream cheese and marshmallow cream in a bowl and use a mixer to blend. Chill. Serve with fruit.
What is your holiday buffet weakness? Please feel free to share a favorite recipe.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Tossing Out the Dictionary
I love the English language.
I love French too.
I wanted to get that out in the open because today’s blog is apt to irk a few French and English majors, particularly those who love rules and the finer points of grammar. But my fellow Lady Scribes have dubbed me the Countess of Controversy and every once in a while I feel I must live up to my title.
As a child, I knew all the rules of grammar and waved the dictionary at the first sign of unorthodox usage. But as I dabbled in linguistics and history, I learned how words evolve, and I realized languages are as alive as the people who use them.
And the dictionary stifles creativity.
No book or set of rules could ever control a living language. A dictionary is merely a vain attempt to document what speakers have already established. Whether a word or usage is found in the dictionary tells us more about the quality of the dictionary than it does about the speaker.
In fact, strictly enforcing rules of grammar and relying too heavily on dictionaries can kill a language.
Now before you rush off to the comments area to tell me how crazy this is, allow me to offer a real world example:
Consider the French and English colonial empires. At the turn of the 20th century, both countries had millions of subjects who spoke their language.
A hundred years later, English continues to thrive while French has declined to the point where it’s no longer offered at my local high school. On a recent trip to former French colonies, I was surprised to discover that young people spoke more English than French. In fact, the only place where French is de rigueur seems to be the United Nations and international sports competitions like the Olympics and World Cup Soccer.
Throughout the century, the English language has adapted to technological, political, and economic changes while French seems to be on the decline. And that’s partly because of the influence of dictionaries and rules of grammar.
Americans love freedom and scorn anything that smacks of authoritarianism. So we rush about willy-nilly, making up new words, stealing from other languages, turning nouns and adjectives into verbs, and generally flaunting the rules our English professors taught us.
The French, on the other hand, have the Academie Francaise, an official organization whose sole purpose is to keep French pure and make sure that everyone follows precise rules of grammar. When I lived in France, advertisers could be fined for using foreign words and public television content was strictly controlled. New inventions are assigned names based on pre-existing French words. That’s probably why, when my French-speaking nephew said to hand him the “portable”, I had no idea whether he whether he meant the cell phone or the laptop. In an age when technology and communications move at lightspeed, the French are stuck with a rigid, archaic system that can’t keep pace.
No wonder the rest of the world has decided to join in the fun and embrace American English.
So in the interest of the long term survival of the American language, I’ve decided to toss out my dictionary and embrace creative wordplay. If it was good enough for William Shakespeare, it ought to be good enough for me.
No longer will I waste time arguing over the proper use of that or which. I will judge contest entries on storytelling, not adherence to some arbitrary set of writers’ rules. And when risk-taking authors final in these contests, my cheers will crescendo louder than all the others. My beloved critique partners will write me little notes, “Umm..you know that’s not a verb, right?” But I’m sure they’ll understand when I tell them not to purple up their prose.
Yes, I know this flagrant disregard for the rules will cause some consternation among grammar purists and dictionary aficionados. But I’ve noticed no one ever complains about bad grammar when they go to Vegas and the hotel comps them a suite. If the story is good enough, they won’t notice my avant-garde usage. Maybe they’ll even adopt it, and someday, it might find its way into a dictionary.
I would love to hear your thoughts on this topic. What kind of writer are you? A by-the-book purist who strives to follow every rule? Or a live-and-let-live linguist who’ll accept any construction as long as it makes sense?
Monday, December 6, 2010
Read Me a Story
omplete you should always read your story out loud. I have done this but my voice gets tired and mouth gets dry. Frankly, I don’t like it very well. But, what about having someone read it to you while you read along on the screen, or go about dusting and organizing. This would be a great way to catch errors. We all have them. Your mind sees the word you thought you typed, but it isn’t really there, even though you think you see it when reading. Or, the sentence looks great, or a paragraph is perfect until read back and you wonder “what?” and quickly edit.I tried a free program a few years ago, which I cannot recall the name of, but as it was free and a demo, there was one voice, and he was more computer than human. Of course, I don’t think there is a software program out there that will invoke the emotion you wrote into the story, but I would love one with an English, Scottish or Irish accent. Oh well, I just know that there has to be better software than the free demo, and so the search began and this is what I found.

Verbose Text to Speech Software - According to the description, it will read any text on your computer out loud and you can listen to the text as an MP3 audio file so you can take it with you. I am not sure how convenient that would be if I was away from my computer and needed to edit. On the other hand, it could be good just to get the flow of the story down. I think I would enjoy having earphones plugged in, listing to my latest WIP while gardening in the spring and summer. That would be the best of both worlds. It could also replace the audio books I normally listen to while driving by plugging the player into my CD.
ReadPlease! is a text-to-speech software. I was unable to lear
n much about this but ReadPlease 2003 is Free and ReadPlease Plus 2003 works with Windows Vista. Does this mean the free version only works with older Windows versions? If not, the 2003 version is free so it may just be worth a try.¬NaturalReader 10. There are a few versions of this but I am more interested in the Personal Version. It claims to use natural voices to convert any text to spoken words. I did visit the website
and it gives you examples. The voices do sound more human than computer, at least to my ear. It also converts to MP3 or WAV for a CD or iPod, as they all do. In the personal version there are two natural voices included (male and female). And, it can be used on any Windows operating system from Windows 98 to Win7 and every version developed between the two. While poking around, I was able to listen to Graham with his “Male UK” accent. If I were to purchase the Personal version I could get a male/female combination with an American accent or a male/female combination with a British accent. I wish I could get one of each.TextAloud With AT&T Natural Voices (Windows Software). In reading the product
description on a purchase site, it was more technical than I like to read. From what I can tell, it is available in Windows 98, XP, 2000 and NT. There are two computer synthesis voices, Mike and Crystal, and these documents can be read aloud from your computer or also converted into an MP3 and CD. There is also a note that there is a “unique Proofread function helps make anything you write mistake free.” I would like to know more about that. Can you imagine writing mistake free? I know, we all hope our final product is mistake free before shipping it out to potential agent or editors, but to arrive to that point sooner would be wonderful.TextSpeech Pro Deluxe Text-to-Speech Converter for Windows with AT&T Natural Voices. Okay, now that is a long title. In the product description from the online shopping site it claims to have “the most natural-sounding, easy to use text-t
o-speech software on the market”. It also export the synthesized speech to a variety of audio file formats so you aren’t glued to your computer. There is a nice list of all it can do, but I am really not sure how it compares to the others listed. Actually, by the time I got to this one, my head was swimming.I don’t know if there are other Text-to-Speech software programs out there, but these are the ones I found. Most of the product sites do have demos you could try out. This is something I will do to compare when the time comes to purchase, if I decide to make that purchase.
Have you ever used Text-to-Speech software and have a document read back to you? If so, which program do you use and has it been helpful? Also, if the software you are familiar with is not listed above, please share it so I can do some additional investigating.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
In Theatres This Week...
Here at Lady Scribes, we are all about good stories, whether they be books, television, or film. So, we are spending a little time on Sundays discussing the latest releases and finding out what you saw, what you like, and what you’re looking forward to.
Last weekend’s Top 5 films:
1. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part I
2. Tangled
3. Megamind
4. Burlesque
5. Unstoppable
Opening this week…









