an aspiring author's journey

i just won me a contest!!
yep.. sure did =)

gotta love it.

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i've decided i rather like having two blogs. i don't have to be quite so serious on this one. the other one's all about my platform---promotion, publishing, editing, writing, blahblahblah.

i do enjoy both, though.
and, of course, my group one.

i'm off to comment and write. i'm done posting for the day as this is lucky #6..
ew---i hate that number..

xx

i've posted three blogs on wordpress today and one on giveagirlapen.com, but i haven't touched this site. so i suppose i'll pick an excerpt and post it.

along with my new book cover that bradley wind designed for me.




Alexis pretended nothing was wrong; like she had glanced behind her simply to see who was around. Turning back toward the pond, she took an invigorating breath, and pulled her knees to her chest. If she looked down and focused on her feet, maybe he wouldn’t sense her fear. At least, that’s what she hoped. She examined the smudge her flip-flops had made when she slipped them on with wet polish on her toes. Then, she ran her index finger over the smooth skin where her simple star tattoo was—near the little toe on her right foot.

Silently, Alexis was willing this guy to go away, but instead, she spoke.

“So where is everyone? Are we alone out here?”

“Yep. We’re alone. They all went in to watch home movies from the football games. Stuff’s pretty funny, actually.”

“Huh, well I was just about to get up and go watch a movie with some people. Are you gonna join us, or....” She really didn’t feel like inviting him, so she trailed off. He would get the hint.

“Nah, I’m just gonna stay out here for a bit and enjoy the view. Just like you’ve been doing.” Something in his tone implied he knew darned well that wasn’t all she’d been doing. She didn’t care, though. That was her cue to get away and figure it all out.

So, I just did a Google search of myself and my book to see what popped up as part of my platform/brand research for my blog post on Friday. (I post one day a week on giveagirlapen.com.)

Interestingly, I came upon this sentence::
"Eden Tyler's family knew she'd be accepted in Hogwarts, the entire family had graduated from the school."
Colour me intrigued, as I wasn't aware that I was attending Hogwarts. I might have the chance to meet Harry. Too bad Cedric's dead---I'm still so hoping to get RP's phone number ;) lol

Apparently this site, missbimbo.com, has a 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Contest'
Some sort of role-playing thing.

Along with it being interesting to come across, I want to make it clear that the Eden Tyler on that site is not me.
Nor am I the male director at edentyler.com who lives in NYC.
(I wish I was, only for the fact that he got to use the url and I had to add 'writer' to mine. But that's ok because it's sort of rhyme-y and hey, it tells what I am...)

OK, I'm off to write.
I'm finishing this chapter and then posting it on edentylerwriter.com

Later!
xxx

i posted a new page on my other blog, but i thought i'd make it more readily available. i used it for a writing prompt exercise.
it's supposed to be how your character felt the first time someone held his/her hand.

here it is::


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“You really have that much confidence in me?” Alexis asked, as she reached her hand across the small diner table to touch Sloane. She didn’t even care what the answer was. Still fascinated that he was the first fae she’d encountered with skin exactly like her own, all she wanted to do was stare at him forever.

He gave her an answer, anyway. “You should know I do. You should know everything I’m thinking, Kellyn.”

Alexis couldn’t bring herself to look away from their hands. She was afraid of the look she might—or worse, might not—see in his crisp, blue eyes.

Sloane slowly turned his palm up and laced his fingers through Alexis’ from underneath. The electricity they both felt was undeniable. Alexis had waited years to feel this with Blake, and now she knew why it had never happened.

“I think I do. Yeah.” With a deep breath, she drew on her strength and looked at Sloane‘s eyes, and found herself lost in them.

By Eden on 06.12.09 5:31 pm | (at giveagirlapen)

so i get a lot of views/comments on my other blog, but for some dang reason, the one post i spent the most time on last week (just because of what i had to do---not that i worked super hard on it or anything..) is about the only one no one commented on.

so, i'm gonna post it here and see if i get a different response.
if not, i might cry.
j/k. i don't cry

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so, i found this on penny lane's blog.
i wasn't tagged to do it, but since i'm doing awesome with my writing at the moment, i don't want to jinx it by writing any of avalon or anything else on here..

these are the instructions::
"with as much creativity as you can muster, show your heart in:
a picture, a poem, a song (or piece of music), a phrase (or quote), an item of clothing, a place, and (just for fun) a Disney princess."

let's see what i can come up with...


picture::



this picture is from along came polly.
i instantly thought of her when i saw penny's pic from almost famous.
polly can never find her keys. i tried to find a picture from that scene where she finds them in the freezer with the key-finder thingy, but to no avail.
anyway, she's lived in her half-unpacked apartment for months now and is just as scatter-brained as can be.
but she's also sweet and loveable and lives her life with passion.
she's brutally honest and doesn't makes excuses for anything.
every time i watch this movie, i swear i'm watching myself -- except for the whole commitment thing. i have no problem whatsoever with commitment. i adore being in a serious relationship. i've hardly ever been single my entire life.
but yeah, this picture---this character---is a perfect depiction of me.
style and all...



poem::

Pretty

i was going to choose a different poem, but it was entirely too personal to put online.
while looking through the same book of poetry, i came across this one, which has always resonated with me. everything jewel (kilcher) writes seems to touch me. i've loved her dearly for years and years.
this poem in particular just shows how i (and probably every other female in existence) feels. no matter how good i am at something, or how 'pretty' i think i might be a certain day, i still don't feel 'up to par.'
there are many different reasons for this. some external, but mostly internal...something i definitely need to work on!!



song::

so, i just chose a short portion of a song.
it's actually rather lame as far as the writing goes, but it's sooo me it's ridiculous.
here it is:

see, told ya. lame. (it's ashlee simpson.) but it's beyond true.
i swear i'll be late to my own funeral.
eden time is whatever time it is plus ten to fifteen minutes, minimum..
and yeah---i have curly hair, but tend to straighten it.
doesn't matter cause i usually end up pulling it back; it just always gets ridiculously annoying.
my guy likes it curly, so it's even more fun pulled back like that :P
i actually have rather nice hair --- thick and full, so it's never 'technically' messy, but it always feels a mess to me. i can't stand it.
but, at the same time, it's me. so i love it. yeah, idk.... ;)


phrase::



i don't believe einstein needs any explanation....










an item of clothing::



my man's dc hoodie.
most comfortable fracking thing in the entire world.
we both wear it constantly.
i love that it smells like him & he loves that it smells like me.
it's the best!!!
it makes me happy and it totally defines both my clothing style and my relationship. and the fact that comfort is more important to me than most other things.
if i'm comfortable, i'm content with who i am and what i'm doing at the moment. that's why i'm wearing it right now. i'm writing and wearing this---what could be better?!?!?? =)





love 'em! beyond comfortable.
and brown&&pink is one of the best color combinations in existence.
i'm rather big into color...



a place::



i would be ridiculously happy if i could live in green gables with anne and matthew---except he'd still be alive.
the place is gorgeous!!
it'd be extremely conducive to writing and other such things i enjoy...
yeah...that'd be nice.....
i adore being alone, yet having the choice of enjoying the company of those i love whenever i want. and in this day and age, i could be isolated there with fabulous people, but still interact with others through the internet&&phone.
what could be more perfect? ...at least for me.


a Disney princess::

i'm sorry, but i can't pick a princess.
i can pick a Disney character who is a girl, though.
i'm trying, but i can't find myself identifying with any of the princesses...
so, i have to choose:



i'm not totally in love with Disney's version of tink, although i do love her movie. it's quite fabulous!!!
i adore brian froud's version of tink.
i'm pretty sure i have a picture...



yes, this is the tinkerbell i would love to be.
if i could be anything in the world, it would be a faery.
i'm crazy obsessed with the entire fae realm and everything to do with faeries. loveitloveitloveit!!

---well, i suppose that's the end.
the original post was titled 'my heart' per the directions...

you better have read it.
i know where you live!! ;)
(joke. i've no clue where ya'll live)

xx -e*

so i figure if i'm gonna do this blog, i should give it as much time and energy as my other two...

I just set this page up and I have some work to do on my Wordpress blog, but I'll be back later today (as it's already past 1am -- dang!) to write a real post.