- Hermione is an amazing witch, smart and intelligent, but realistic. She is not always easy to get along with and can be somewhat of a know-it-all. But I identified with her when I first read the books as a kid. And as an adult, I still love her.
- Dumbledore because out of reach mentor characters are my favorite. See also my love for Gandalf & Merlin.
- Butterbeer because it sounds delicious. And because you can concoct close enough versions with adult beverages that taste pretty yummy.
- The Marauder’s Map is such an amazing bit of magic. I wish I lived in a world with Moony, Prongs, Padfoot and Wormtail. It would be so useful to have such a great map!
- Fred & George are the best comic relief. I still love their exit from Hogwarts during the end of Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix. It is the best.
I love Maria’s song in the Sound of Music. But I’ve never been super decisive about favorites. And it is almost impossible for me to name a favorite book or author because there have been so many books that have moved me, changed my life or that I keep coming back to. I wanted to share some of my favorite things.
Today I’ll start with Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen. Because I love Elizabeth’s story & Austen’s wit. But also, this book represents so much hope to me. Jane and Elizabeth are in an impossible situation with their financial situation, but they are able to overcome their obstacles and find their place in the world.
I struggle with the resolution of marriage as being the way to overcome one’s obstacles in life. However, I think that Jane Austen was an astute observer of her society and used her pen to showcase the issues of her female main characters and how society constrained them at the time. Pride & Prejudice showcases the precarious class status of upper class women at the time. It show how the patriarchy kept women in an insecure situation, financially. Finally, I admire Lizzy because she is so willing to speak her own mind. She is perhaps the most candid of the characters in the novel. And she is unafraid to offend or surprise.
I donated copies of my book to the community college I attended. And my book got a mention on their blog! Super cool.
I often listen to music while I write and playlists can help me to set the tone of what I am working on. I love finding a new ear worm that will play back into my writing.
Lately, I’ve been using Spotify to curate my playlists for various projects and voices. I don’t always have the list playing as I’m writing. But often, even if I am not listening to the songs on the list, a song or piece of a song will be playing in repeat in my head as I’m writing. Here’s the playlist for my current project, True Love Bites, a vampire love story.
I’ve heard other writers mention that listening with songs that have lyrics is distracting to them. That doesn’t hold true for me, most of the time. I find music a great way for me to transition from “real” life into my writing life. Every writer is different.
My library did a brief interview with me earlier this month. Just thought to share it here.
The bar was crowded despite it being late on a Thursday evening, everyone had to work tomorrow, but seemed to be celebrating the weekend a day early. Grey sat at a table near the back, the top of the table was old, worn and sticky with spilled boozy. He sat in an uncomfortable chair, waiting for her to arrive. The table revealed three empty tumblers and a fourth filled with an amber liquid.
Grey sighed then took a sip of his whiskey. She said she’d be there by 11 p.m., but it was nearing a quarter to eleven.
Where was she? Kaz was never late. He checked his watch again, and the clock struck midnight.
When he looked up, there she stood at the entrance of the bar, radiant as ever. Her skin glowed the soft silver of the moonlight. As she crossed the threshold of the establishment, the crowd went silent for a moment and all eyes fell on her.
Her silver hair and eyes a contrast against her smooth charcoal skin. No one made a sound as she shimmied up to the bar, ordered a cosmopolitan, and wandered to the back of the bar. She didn’t seem to notice all eyes on her, even as she sat to face Grey.
“Sorry I’m late,” she said, and took a sip of her drink.