Monday, 19 November 2012

Hopes & Dreams


Today I’m joined by Loretta Livingstone. Loretta has published three poetry collections.
“I wrote my 1st poem at school when I was ten - the teacher asked us to write a poem about a haunted house. I scared myself to death at bedtime for weeks with that one! I never took further education, although my teachers were rather miffed about that. Notwithstanding, I never found myself out of a job until I came down with M.E. some years later.”
 


 

What made you write (or continue to write) poetry?
I started writing poetry at school, when we were set it for English lessons, and found I was rather good at it. Then a few years later my sister, a friend, and I started making up silly rhymes to go on the Christmas cards at Church. They more or less stopped, but I continued, and the Pastors enjoyed reading them out. It turned out people loved it when I wrote them poems. And of course most teenagers write reams of teen angst - yup! Been there, done that! I eased up a bit from time to time, in fact for 10 years or so I hardly wrote any, but in the last few years it's all started pouring out again!
Do you write on a daily basis?
 No, not at all. I can go several weeks without writing, then write 4 or 5 in a day. For Hopes, Dreams and Medals I did write quite a lot each week though. Normally, when I have enough, I start to think about my next book. Hopes, Dreams and Medals is probably the only book I will write to a schedule.
Do poems come to you when you’re doing other things, like shopping?
Sometimes! That's often how I get my inspiration. But sometimes situations just pop into my head. Also when I'm chatting away to God I tend to get my more inspirational verses.

What are the reasons behind your themes for your books? And what made you decide to publish your poetry?
 The first one, Fire and Ice, is a little bit of a mish mash. I hadn't written poems for a few years, but they were becoming much more frequent, and I found that people liked them, it seemed a shame to shove them in a drawer somewhere, but I didn't have a clue how to go about publishing, so I prayed about it and a few months later I discovered a way to do it. The rest is history. My latest two books are much more structured, but of course that comes with experience.
 
 
How has M.E. impacted your life? And has your poetry helped you at all?
 The M.E. had a devastating effect on my life. It almost came to a standstill. Even now I can do so much less than people with normal health. I have to rest a great deal, which is incredibly boring! I am improving somewhat now, but still have to rest loads more than I'd like. I can at least write lying down!
You recently did a book signing. Were you nervous?
 Incredibly, as it was a reading as well, although I did used to sing with various (not terribly good) groups when I was younger, so I was at least used to having to get people's attention. I'm not sure I could have done it without that previous experience. And I was completely wrung out at the end of it.
Are you working on any more poetry collections?
Well I am still writing, though with somewhat less frequency at the moment. When I have enough work I will doubtless start putting it together into another book. But I have written 3 books within the last year, so I think I need a bit of a break now.
 
What is the most exciting thing happened to you since your books have been published?
 One of our well known and well loved British athletes has just told me she definitely intends to invest in one of my books as it looks fab. (I'm assuming she means Hopes, Dreams and Medals)
Anything else you’d like to mention?
 Yes. 'Hopes, Dreams and Medals' and 'Jumping in the Puddles of Life' are both also available from Apple iBookstore from £1.99
 
Paperbacks are available in the U.K. From my own website http://www.treasurechestbooks.co.uk and hardbacks and overseas sales are available from http://www.blurb.co.uk/user/store/poetloretta
 
Thank you to Loretta for visiting me today. Please go to her Twitter or Facebook page for more information.
 
 

Sunday, 11 November 2012

Author - Kizzy Lee


Today on my blog, I would like you to welcome horror author Kizzy Lee.
Kizzy Lee is a happily married mum of four kids and two dogs; she loves all things paranormal and has a head full of stories all trying to get out. She lives by the sea and could not live anywhere that didn't include a beach, finds the countryside scary because 'where is the sea shore?' no matter how much you search them fields there is no sand!
Kizzy Lee sews too, making dance costumes. She used to make pageant dresses but there wasn’t much call for it in England.


When did you start writing?

It's a time I remember very clearly, not just because it was so recent, but because it was a rather pivotal point in my life, I have a blog in my name and in August this year (2012) I could not think of a post so I wrote a short story for my lovely follower friends and they loved it and made such lovely comments all suggesting I should write a book so I did ^_^ I wrote my first ever book - a collection of short stories mostly horror stories, and I published it in September this year.
 
Did you always want to be a writer?
No in fact it never occurred to me that anyone would like my stories enough to actually by them, I panic every time someone buys a book in case they don't like it, but now that I have found such immense pleasure that I get out of writing I do wish I had started to write a lot younger it almost feels like I have wasted years of good writing time ^_^
 
You have four kids-Is it hard to find the time to write?
Well life is what you make it, so I look on my life as being a mum first, I have always adored being a mum, writing is what I do when the kids are all occupied doing something else, so a lot of my writing gets done either when they are all at school or really late at night when they have all gone to sleep but I like it this way I would not want anything to get in the way of my being a mum and I love the fact that writing works around my kids; it fits within those times when I would get bored ^_^
 
Your books are horror stories. Why that genre and is there any other genre you’d like to try?
This question makes me smile, because I have had a complicated life, others have said with the life I have had I should write a book, and I did - just not about my life ^_^ I love horror, but it has to be horror of a certain kind, it had to be not too gory and it usually had some kind of twist, I am very fussy on endings; I really hate a rubbish ending I am quite fussy, I adore anything paranormal, but when I write I find each story is only say 50% me, the rest of it just kind of pours out of me, part of me actually feels a little awkward because my first two books literally just fell out of me, all the stories were right there in my head my fingers couldn't type fast enough to keep up with the flow of words, they were not even edited  each story was fully formed and just needed to be put on paper, when I came to my third book; which was my first full length book all one story, now that was the first one were the story was there in my mind but in writing it down I actually worked hard, I researched, and I edited and improved, my fourth book I felt I had improved even more and I felt I was finally the horror writer I wanted to be. I love horror that makes you scared of ordinary situations, and I guess I love horror because it is a chance to escape from reality and to explore situations that I would never entertain in life, and I just like a good old hiding behind the cushion kind of fright ^_^.  As to your other question well I had once thought I would be good at the erotica style writing but I feel the market is saturated at the moment and if I was to do something in that genre it would need to be something different something to make people think I couldn't do straight erotica I find it hard to read too much of, I always found the best piece of advice I was ever given was to write the book you want to read and that is always some kind of paranormal horror ^_^ 
Where do you get your inspiration from for your stories?
Oh crikey it's hard to say really, a lot of them - my stories- are already in my head and I don't really know where they come from because I have always chose comedy as my main reading matter, I own every Terry Pratchett book there ever was, I even have a signed one ^_^ and sometimes I have two copies of the same one just because I love his writing that much same with Douglas Adams I have everything he wrote too, so I am not sure why I should be inspired to write horror ^_^ people would probably assume I have shelves full of Stephen King or something but no I don't own a single one, I am not keen on his endings ^_^ so no authors have inspired me but I do have a morbid imagination ^_^ even as a child I would always see something that others would not think twice about but I would see it and think hmm what if..........and usually the what if turned gruesome ^_^ , I have to keep a supply of little notepads, I even carry one in my bag because I get ideas all the time and I have to write them down I have filled so many notepads it's mad ^_^, if the news comes on the TV for instance I will never hear half of it because part way through one little sentence uttered by the newscaster will bring about a little fountain of ideas and I just start scribbling them all down in my notepad ^_^, I am very keen on art and a lot of pictures will inspire me, or sometimes  a good photo, especially a good photo of nature outside, anything showing the autumnal season and that's me scribbling away for half an hour, sometimes a whole paragraph pops in my head so I scribble it down and I know one day it will fit perfectly in some story I am writing ^_^, I am very observant I notice little thing, details, walking down an alleyway and I will notice an old wooden door, I always have my camera and I take a picture of it and jot down any words or sentences that occur when I see it so I guess I should say I get inspiration from everywhere ^_^ and at the same time a lot of it is just in my brain.
Do you plan your stories out?
No, I never plan anything really, not in my life or in my books, plans are strange things they get broken, they restrict, for me I just literally surround myself with my notepads full of bits and pieces and type, I only require one thing when writing and that is sweeties ^_^ I like seeing my story unfold before my eyes, I like just seeing where a story takes me, and a lot of the time it wouldn't matter if there was a plan or not because the story just writes itself, I thought with my third one was it long enough? there was certain word amounts that denoted whether a story was a novella or a novel in the end I thought it doesn't matter the story was done I still don't know if it had enough words to be called a novel ^_^ but I knew it had reached its full potential so it was done ^_^, plans well they require some kind of organised thinking process and I am not very good at organised, it never feels natural to me, to me how could my story flow along its own course if it had plans that said otherwise? No I don't like plans ^_^
You say that you couldn’t live away from the sea. Have you always lived in the same place?
Gosh no ^_^ I have lived in many places, from very young my parents took me and my brother travelling, my father was a petrochemical engineer, he worked for an American company and his work took us to different countries, I have touched on my early life a little in my blog, I have mentioned one or two of the countries we lived in, of all the places we lived during my childhood my favourite was Czechoslovakia, that shows how long it was, it's not called that now, I loved the place and did not want to come back to England at all, I was 15 and they said 'oh we are going back' I swear I cried for a fortnight  ^_^, the people were so lovely and the place was gorgeous, but I was only young then ^_^. I carried on travelling even when I had met and married my first husband, we mainly covered Europe though, it was during those travels when I realised how much I missed the sea, I began to realise I was only happy when I heard it as I fell asleep or if I could take a walk and it was there I felt more grounded, more at peace. Then at one point we were travelling through Spain and I knew I just got this gut feeling, I wanted to come back home and have children and raise them in the little town by the sea where I had grown up. It was living in other countries, and living away from the sea, that made me appreciate what a nice little town this was and I had been lucky to grow up here and so I came home. Of course life has its own ideas and it wasn't quite that straight forward but I feel very lucky that right now I live a stone’s throw from a gorgeous beach in a tiny house with my kids and dogs and very happy with it all.
 
You are a talented sewer too, making dance costumes. Is that something you do to relax?
I like your questions they make me smile ^_^ sewing ahh well, I wouldn't say it was relaxing, ^_^ it is far too much hard work to be relaxing, the style of sewing I do is very detailed and all sewn by hand in very intricate designs. Sewing is something I had always done, right from the age of six I was taught to embroider, not really shown as much as given some thread, a needle and material and told to get on with it ^_^ through the years it became something although largely self taught it was a great talent to have, I loved being a child of the late seventies/early eighties were my formative teenage years and if you remember fashion was such that I could explore my sewing to the fullest extent and indeed I made all my own clothes and loved dying materials and making outfits from my experiments with dyes or weaving I can also knit crochet and make lace, so very often everything on an outfit is made by me, if anything going out for the night was more an excuse to make a super outfit than socialising ^_^, I was born a highly creative person though and I refuse to make what I call boring sewing you will never find me making curtains ^_^, the dance costumes came about because having three girls necessitated it, my oldest wanted to dance as soon as she could walk, she was kind of obsessed, not only were costume prices horrendous but they were never really had what we wanted, it soon descended into me making everyone in the dance school' costumes, now that was horrific ^_^ luckily she gave up dancing after a while and years later my second daughter tries dancing, she too did not like the costumes available and begged me to make hers, now by this time eBay had been invented so I took to selling those that they grew out of, then we saw pageant shows like toddlers and tiaras and I took to making pageant dresses, which was great I loved it, it seemed like the one area where I could really satisfy my burning creative edge I have and make some pennies as well, now none of the girls are at dancing any more but I still love the creating so I still make the costumes, it keeps my creative side satisfied.
Of all the books you have written, do you have a favourite?
Oh crikey no that would be like saying do you have a favourite child, no I love all my books equally ^_^
What books do you like to read and do you have a favourite?
I always read Terry Pratchett or Douglas Adams and I suppose of everything Hitchhikers guide to the Universe has to be my favourite ^_^
 
Kizzy - Thanks for joing me today. I wish you luck with your books.
You can find out more about Kizzy by clicking on the following links
http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B009VXGOIE


 


Thursday, 20 September 2012

Fact Stranger Than Fiction


The pouffe was smoking; no I don’t mean literally sitting there with a cigarette in its (non- existent) mouth or on fire type smoking; but that you could smell smoke and that the smell was coming from the pouffe.

The pouffe had belonged to my Nan, a heavy smoker for as long as I could remember; and yes it did cause her demise in the end. The only time she refrained from smoking was when I took my newborn baby daughter to visit her (then she told me granddad off as he was about to light his cigarette!)

The pouffe became a significant part of the visits made by myself and my family. We had moved away so were only able to visit a few times a year but whenever we were in the area, even if we weren’t actually meant to be visiting her, we would call in and see my Nan. The kids would charge into the front room, which usually earned them a scowl or those often heard words “Oh for goodness sake” or “What a racket” my Nan being the ‘seen and not heard’ generation, as they raced to see who could retrieve the pouffe from its resting place behind the sofa and therefore gain a seat. When my Nan passed away my daughter asked if she could have the pouffe. My mum and my aunt did their best to clean the pouffe and it arrived at our house smelling and looking a lot fresher than it had left my Nan’s.

The first time I smelt smoke coming from the pouffe I laughingly told my mum that her mother was haunting me and then I set to spraying fabric freshener  assuming the straw filling must have let out the aroma of smoke. The next couple of times the aroma of smoke arrived we paid more attention, especially as they coincided with something going on in our lives, and asked my Nan (the pouffe) what it was she was trying to say.

Pure fantasy and imagination you may say and I would agree with you if not for the fact that one incident happened first thing in the morning. I opened the lounge door, drew back the curtains and went into the kitchen. Half an hour later when I returned to the lounge the aroma of smoke hit me straight away; it certainly hadn’t been there the first time and nobody had been in the room; let alone, touched the pouffe.

So what’s the truth? Why does my pouffe smell of smoke despite numerous squirts of fabric freshener? Is it because the straw filling releases its scent? Or is it a sign that my Nan is still watching over me? All I know is that sometimes there’s no reason for the lounge to be filled with a pungent stale cigarette smell, yet it is and at those times I usually say ‘hello’ to my Nan and wait to see if anything is about to change in my life.

Friday, 24 August 2012

Importance of Names

When I had my son I (we) couldn't decide between two names we liked, so I decided to wait for my daughter and ask her what she thought. My 3yr old turned up and I asked her which of the two names she liked.One of the options was Sean but she said no.Later she told me this was because she was worried that if we named him Sean he would turn into Shaun the Sheep (obviously been watching too much Wallace and Gromit) I did point out it was a different spelling but that didn't matter.

Whilst I was working in school, I overheard a teacher talking about names for her baby and she said they were struggling because they needed a new name - that was one that had never been given to a child she had taught in all her years of teaching. I could see her point.

In my writing I find that a lot of my research time is spent on finding the right name. I often find names I like but they don't fit my vision for my character. For the short story I have just completed I found a name I liked but it didn't fit my kick butt female warrior - I used it for a healer instead! I like to find names that have the meaning for what the person is eg a healer, even if I don't tell the readers the meaning, I know they're there.

All this got me thinking about the importance of names. Have you ever had a preconcieved idea of what someone is like purely based on their name? or thought that someone's name didn't suit them?

Now you know why I spend so long reasearching names for my characters.

#http://www.behindthename.com/

Thursday, 9 August 2012

Into Fire - Brittany Westerberg

Into Fire is Brittany's first novel and it is an engaging read - I read it in one day.

"The fifteen year old Leora had always planned her entire life around working with her brother and father in their gemsmithing shop. She enjoyed it, she was good at it, and she wanted nothing more than to do it. But fate had other plans for Leora.
On a day like any other, Leora's life was turned upside-down when two strangers visited her and informed her family that she had the power of a Mage—abilities she had always been raised to fear. As they seek to whisk her away and train her in her abilities, Leora must decide whether to remain in the family business, or explore these amazing abilities, and, a potential link to her mother.
Deciding to embrace the adventure, Leora learns that there is a lot more in the world outside her home than she thought. With new allies, challenges, experiences, and problems she never knew even existed, Leora must accept the person she was meant to become or lose everything that ever meant anything to her."

Leora is a feisty character from the start (which is a nice surprise) and most of the other mage's who come into contact with her agree she is likely to get into trouble-which she does!

The book had all the right ingredients, trainee magic, love intreest,bad guys and intresting characters. If you like an easy read with magic and fantasy thrown in I would definitely try this book. I hope there may be a sequel in the future.


http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B004K1EX7G The book is available in kindle and paperback form. The link will take you to Amazon.co .uk but is it available on Amazon.com too.

Friday, 13 July 2012

Tools for Teaching

When I was at school our teacher used to write on a huge blackboard, that rolled round the frame, so that it was in effect 3 blackboards.

Fast forward to 2005 when my second child started school and his classroom had an interactive white board. The teacher used a special pen to write on it or select one of the tools that were intergrated into it.

Possibly cleaner than chalk but there is the absence of the wooden block eraser to launch across the classroom at the kids who aren't paying attention - but then teachers aren't allowed to do that these days!

And homework. I remember having to go to the library to find books.Read the passage I needed then try to recreate it a few sentances at a time in my own words, so it usually ended up longer than the piece in the book or I read it all then tried to write about it only to find I'd forgotten some vital piece of information (Oh wait, was that just me?) Nowadays the kids go onto the web and either print the information off and write it up, or more likely, cut, paste and edit. But at least they can insert pictures instead of trying to draw them (I'm not sure my drawing ever inhanced my homework).

Today teachers boards are somehow magically synched to their laptops so presentations appear on the wall and a favourite tool seems to be Youtube clips and why not if it makes the learning more fun.

Whether you are a teacher or one of the growing number of home teaching parents, (or a parent who wants to entertain their child on a wet day) then a great resource for you is The Literacy Shed. The website is full of ideas and videos that will enhance your teaching.
www.literacyshed.com

Friday, 29 June 2012

Thank Crunchie it's Friday

Those of you over a certain age and living in Britain may well remember the title line from an advert for chocolate, appropriate as chocolate has helped me get through this strange week - as well as numerous cups of tea. This week has been as varied as the weather. Let's start with the weather, lots of cloud, some sun (quite warm, although thankfully about 10 degrees less tha some were enduring)rain and strong winds; def think it has forgotten it's June. The rain Wednesday night brought with it Saharan sand which it deposited all over my black car - I know it was from the Sahara and not from the beach a couple of miles away because the lady showed me a graphic whilst giving me the weather forecast - How nice of her! Perhaps today's rain will wash it away again.
Kids - 12yr old is same as ever, either very vocal or shut in his room like a hermit,eagerly waiting for me to finish my musings so he can use the laptop to revise for a science test - sorry mate just a bit longer! Teenager has finished her exams for this year(except science practicals which she is doing during lesson time)Yesterday she had a world of work day at school which consisited of the army coming in and doing a team building exercise with the kids.You know get from point to point using amo box and planks of wood without touching the ground.This she loved, what she didn't like was the sales pitch the pompous old dude (her words) gave them afterwards. Hey wait a minute I signed a form saying she could take part, not that you could try and recruit my 15yr old - Hands off! The afternoon consisted of a mock interview with a local company.(This we knew was happening so we spent last Saturday looking for a suitable top to team with her school trousers to turn them into an interview outfit,this we accomlpished and with the addition of my jacket she looked very smart and grown up-so much so that her maths teacher of 4yrs almost didn't recognise her)In the feedback session the woman told teenager that a) there was nothing she needed to work on b) if it had been a real interview she'd have got the job. Way to go offspring!
My week has consisited of decorating,tidying,paperwork and yesterday - joy the carpet finally being fitted, cause for celebration - except the heavy rain Wed night showed we still had a leak somewhere and the floor under the stairs was wet - count to 10.Solution was to ask the nice man to leave that area,his solution was to fit carpet and roll it back for me - yay him. We're hoping we may have discovered where the prob lay, now we have to try and fix it, sooner rather tha later as we've discovered the skirting board is rotten too.
Now it's Friday, the kids have an inset day so we're all tucked up inside, away from the nasty weather and I'm hoping things improve next week.