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About Kate Sparkes

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Kate Sparkes was born in Hamilton, Ontario, but now resides in Newfoundland, where she tries not to talk too much about the dragons she sees in the fog. She lives with five cats, two dogs, and just the right amount of humans. USA Today bestselling author of the Bound Trilogy (mature YA Fantasy), Into Elurien, and Vines and Vices. Writing dark, decadent, and deadly Urban Fantasy as Tanith Frost. www.katesparkes.com www.tanithfrost.com

Blog Challenge Day 5: Musically Inclined

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“10 songs you love right now”

Really? We couldn’t have gone with five, what with it being day five and all?

Fine.

I promise nothing. I don’t pretend to have taste in music that the kids these days call “cool” and “hip” (now get offa my lawn, punks). I don’t like artsy or obscure music. I like stuff I can sing along with, that picks me up or makes me feel something, but that I don’t have to like, y’know, be in that place to like, get it, man. And honestly, a lot of what I love right now is songs that were on the radio years ago, but that I hadn’t heard in years. Now I can get them on my phone. YAYS!

Videos? Why not?

You all know I like Marianas Trench. Well, those of you who have been here for a month or two. You know about Ever After and Sing, Sing (and yes, I’m counting that as number 1 and 2, just try to stop me).  There aren’t music videos for those ones, but a lot of my favourites were, in fact, singles. I know, so mainstream.  This was the first song of theirs that I heard and loved:

Good to You:

Did anyone else think, “I’m singin’ to Nelson. Ain’t I, baby?”

…though for sheer entertainment value, I’d recommend this one, because LOL, the old school 90210, infomercial and GAP commercial.

Hey, remember this song from a few year ago? I’d forgotten about it. Stupid camera noises… I hate when videos interfere with the song. I do love the concept of this video, though.

I’m going to share this one because I’m pissed I can’t get it on iTunes. I mean, I find the song confusing and don’t understand why people want to steal each other’s pens*, but Amy Lee’s voice = eargasm, so I let that slide.

Speaking of Slide (ooh, segue!), I’m kind of loving me some Goo Goo Dolls right now, too. Here’s my favourite, Black Balloon. Another note about this song: it contains what I consider to be the only acceptable use of the word “womb” in all of ever.

Um… *flips through phone*

Oh, here’s another one from quite some time ago (and by quite some time, I mean I was in high school):

Well, that was weird.

And how about another song that was popular Way Back When? 1994, around the time when I was first going, “Holy crap, music is AWESOME.”

I think that’s enough, if you count the sub-links.

What’s that? That was only nine?! OK, how about the last song I bought? Great for when I’m out walking with Jack.

I had no idea they were Canadian until I saw them there snazzy tuxedos. 😉

BOOM, done.

*Yes, I know what they’re really saying. Mondegreens are a specialty of mine, though. 🙂


Oh, What a (Canada) Day We Had!

Just a few photos from our trip to Twillingate. Guys, this town… we were driving around, and I lost count of how many times I said “it’s SO PRETTY!” If you like fishing villages, gorgeous views, an amazing landscape, lighthouses and a whole lotta ocean, this is the town for you. There weren’t any icebergs around on the day we visited, but Twillingate is one of the best places to see them (not to mention the whales and the sea birds). Honestly, if AJ’s next posting can’t get us close to St. John’s, I’d be happy to move here.

Here’s the website, because I ran out of space for all the pictures I wanted to take.

Anyway…

The view from the restaurant where we ate lunch

The view from the restaurant where we ate lunch

A fun wine selection

A fun wine selection

Welcome to Newfoundland, flks. Did I mention that this is near Dildo Run Provincial Park?

Welcome to Newfoundland, folks. Did I mention that this is near Dildo Run Provincial Park?

This lighthouse looks like a chocolate milk bottle. The view from the top is spectacular!

This lighthouse looks like a chocolate milk bottle. The view from the top is spectacular!

That may or may not be Horney Head Cove. Pretty though, ain't it?

That may or may not be Horney Head Cove. Pretty though, ain’t it?

beach treasures

beach treasures

Sleepy cove

Sleepy cove

I thought the abandoned mining equipment was delightfully creepy!

I thought the abandoned mining equipment was delightfully creepy!

Somebody's shed

Somebody’s shed

More urchins than a Charles Dickens novel, I swear!

More urchins than a Charles Dickens novel, I swear.

Sunbeams over town. I wish I could have taken more pictures of the buildings; I do love a place where the houses don't all look the same!

Sunbeams over town. I wish I could have taken more pictures of the buildings; I do love a place where the houses don’t all look the same!

Oh, and here’s the weirdest thing we saw, when we were walking near the boats in the harbour: these things that looked like tentacle-less jellyfish, and they lit up. Rows of light reflecting the sun in rainbow colours. They looked like those cheap fibre-optic toys you buy at the circus, but tasteful. And also alive. We probably spent way too much time looking, but they were amazing! And it always drives me nuts when I can’t put a name to an animal. Closest I’ve come so far in my search is “comb jellyfish.” Any other thoughts? That’s a solid blob of critter there, not tentacles.

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see the light-up dots in lines on the right?

This one appeared to be quite deceased (an ex-whatchamacallit, if you will), but you can see the structure

This one appeared to be quite deceased (an ex-whatchamacallit, if you will), but you can see the structure. And its… mouth?

So there you go. Twillingate. And gelatinous blobs. YAY!

I’ll be back…


Blog Challenge Day 4: Deepest Darkest

Happy Independence Day to my American friends! May we never forget the victory of the human will (Smith, and also Jeff Goldblum) over alien forces. That’s it, right? I may have learned American history from movies… 😉

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Hoo, boy.

What am I afraid of? Lots of things. Failure. Success. Regret.

But more than anything, I fear… THIS:

If you are, at this moment, screaming and trying to gouge your own eyes out and wondering what I just showed you, count yourself lucky, as this means you’ve never encountered the BASEMENT CENTIPEDE.

Hang on, I need to put some space between myself and that picture before I type any more.

*shudder*

*shiver*

*whimper*

*scream*

*gag*

*shudder more*

There we go.  Hang on…

*NGAAAAAAHHHHHHFLURGL*

OK, it’s gone. Anyway, that’s it. It’s completely irrational. I’ve never been harmed by one of these reclusive creatures, and I’m told they’re beneficial. How? I don’t know, because any time someone tries to tell me, I plug my ears and sing “la la la la la” until whoever is talking just gives me The Look and backs away.

I don’t mind spiders. Beetles sometimes startle me in the garden, but I actually think they’re pretty cool. I can catch a mouse or a snake if I have to and relocate it.

But basement centipedes (or gazillipedes, as they’re known in my brain)… just no. Nothing should have that many skinny little legs. Seriously, the first time I saw one it was in a bathtub, and it looked like a drain clog had come to life, fueled by my own nightmares.

Did I mention that these things move at a speed that can be measured in feet per second, and their legs move in waves?

NOT COOL, NATURE.

Not cool.

PS: I also have a horrible fear of using the telephone, but I don’t want to talk about it right now.


WIPpet Wednesay: Dressing Up

OK, Wednesday again! I chose this snippet last Wednesday while I was editing (and having a great day with it, I might add!). Seventeen lines (in WordPress, on my computer) for our first entry in the seventh month. 1+7= 17… in WIPpet math. 😉

Rowan is getting ready for a party with a whole bunch of mer-women (who are currently wearing legs, I should add), and she’s trying to enjoy herself in spite of the fact that she’s having mixed feelings about how things are going in other areas of her life. She’s lost confidence in herself, but it’s hard to be un-cheered when you’re surrounded by new friends like these. 🙂

The mer women were calling for me to come back and find a dress and have my hair done, and to admire the beautiful mother-of-pearl necklace that Niari wore. I’d never enjoyed dressing up and going to parties; I always felt like I had to impress someone, but no one here seemed particularly concerned about that. They were excited to have an excuse to wear beautiful clothes and to make themselves look good, but there was no sense of competition, of deciding who looked the best. It seemed impossible; in my world there was always a competition, always someone wondering who you were good enough to marry. I decided to go along with it, to try to set my sadness aside for a while and have fun with my new friends.

I joined in admiring what everyone else was wearing. When Dianna said a dress looked beautiful on me I said “thank you” instead of deflecting the compliment like I normally would. When I looked in the full-length mirror, I saw that she wasn’t wrong; the strapless dress was an incredible peacock blue color that flashed green when I moved. It ignited the normally dull red undertones in my hair, and added a blue tint to my grey eyes. The fabric wrapped tight at my waist and fell straight from my hips to the floor in folds of rich color. Even before Niari found me a pair of gold shoes that matched the stitching in my dress and swept my hair back in a sapphire and emerald comb, I felt more beautiful than I ever had before. The girl in the mirror looked like some princess I’d never met, until I smiled and recognized myself.

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Mmmkay, ROW80 update.

I got nuthin’ as far as writing goes, because I was a fool (a FOOL, I tells ya!) and picked up this book*. what was I thinking? This one kept me awake way too late two nights in a row. I guess this counts as my book for the week, so there’s one goal accomplished. On the other hand, I was so tired this morning that I forgot about the oatmeal on the stove, and this happened.

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Burned oatmeal =/= one of my goals. Not for this round, anyway.

But yeah, loved the book. After I’ve finished two other first-in-trilogy books recently, I’ve said “yeah, I’ll pick up the next one some day.” With this one I’m going “WHY DON’T I HAVE IT NOW?!!” in that really whiny voice you should all be glad you can’t hear.

So that’s my update. Need to get back to writing, but big old check-mark on the book for this week. DONE.

*If you’re not feeling clicky, I’ll tell you that it’s Unwind by Neal Schusterman


31 Day Blog Challenge, Day 3: Quote-tastic

OK, let’s see, day three… carry the one, exponents before multiplication, and that makes… yep, still day three.

I have to check my work, you see.

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My favourite quote.

Just one?! Guys, I have a book FULL of them somewhere, if I could just remember where I put it.

Here’s one of the ones I have hanging over my desk. It gets me through those moments when my inner perfectionist tells me that there’s no point trying if I can’t do it perfectly or better than anyone else:

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“The woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those who sang best.”  -Henry Van Dyke

There’s more to it than that, but that’s the bit that my aching brain needs to be reminded of. Frequently.

Please share your own favourites in the comments, if you feel so inclined. 🙂


31 Day Blog Challenge Day 2

Oh, look, here we are again! Day 2, day 2, what to do with you?

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“20 Facts About You”

Oi.

Well, I did a post about this a while back. Would it be cheating to refer you there? Yes?

Dangit.

How about a theme? Creative endeavours for $400, Alex.

1. I don’t usually write poetry, but I once wrote a poem about meatloaf while I was drugged up in the hospital. The food, not the singer.

2. My creative spirit/muse/inspiration/whatever seems like an uncomfortably real entity at times. I know he’s not, but really, he’s the only person I have available to bounce ideas off of. I know that I’m talking to myself, but it works.

3. I customize dolls and My Little Pony, but I can’t do it while I’m writing. Like, I can’t do both in the same day, or even week. My brain can only handle one form of creativity at a time. This is sometimes a problem, as it takes forever for me to switch tracks.

4. I’m always surprised when I read over something I wrote and find that it’s actually good. To me, that’s the best feeling in the world. I don’t feel proud of myself often, but I do at those times. REALLY proud.

5. My dad introduced me to Fantasy novels by way of Xanth. I had fantasy movies and fairy tales in my life before that, but those were the first novels I read with magic and adventure on that scale.

6. I blame the aforementioned books for my fondness for terrible puns. I can’t help it, they make me laugh. I try to avoid them in my own writing, but sometimes I still catch them in edits. Sneaky little buggers.

7. I really started coming up with my current world when I was in bed with headaches. I needed something to do with my mind, and reading hurt too much. I knew before then that I was a writer, but this is how I learned to find my own stories.

8. I’ve developed scenes for my stories while I was lucid dreaming. I can’t do it anymore (not napping much, out of practice), but I’ve had a few plot breakthroughs that way. I found it both creepy and amazing. 🙂

9. My husband won’t read anything I write. This used to piss me off, and then I stopped caring. It’s not personal, he just doesn’t like reading novels.

10. Yes, I married someone who doesn’t like reading novels. I love him anyway.

11. English was my best class in high school, followed by theatre, art, and history. I think all of those things help me as a writer.

12. I crave external validation, but I don’t trust it. Sometimes I wonder if I’m a terrible writer, but because of Some Reason (perhaps some mental difficulty, maybe a terrible accident, I don’t know), people act like I’m good at it because they want me to feel good about myself. So they pat me on the head, leave nice comments on my blog, hope I never find out the horrible truth.

13. I may be slightly paranoid.

14. I enjoy photography and would like to learn more about it, but I can’t afford a good camera, and I don’t have the time or the memory space (in my brain) needed to learn what I’d need to for me to do it well. I have a friend who’s a fantastic professional photographer, and I’m very envious of her skill. Seriously, I want to marry my husband again so we can get pictures like these.

15. Even if I did have the money for a great camera, I’d prefer to use it on laser vision correction. My eyes suck, yo.

16. Back to writing: I’m terrible at naming things. People, places, stories. It’s just bad.

17. I love writing short stories, but almost never seem to find time to do it.

18. I totally use writing as an escape from reality. I’m delighted when other people can use my stories for the same purpose.

19. I need to be caffeinated before I can write, but I have to be de-caffeinated before I can paint, because I get shaky hands.

20. If I could change one thing about myself and my creativity, it would be to increase my ability to focus. I love having so many stories and characters buzzing around in my head, and I wouldn’t change the way I see the world, but I do wish I could just sit and work without my mind wandering so much.

Whew! There, twenty more things about myself, and with an impressively low number of off-topic points. Feel free to comment, but I know you’re just doing it to be nice. Stop lying to me! *sob* 😉


31 Day Blog Challenge, Day 1

…because, as we’ve discussed before, I’m not the brightest crayon in the box, and I may be a few piccolos short of an orchestra.

Really, though, I need quick blog posts to get through July, when I’m REALLY ACTUALLY SERIOUSLY going to finish this whole editing thing.

Feel free to laugh, I’ll wait.

You back? OK, then. This is a personal challenge, in which I’ll be revealing things about myself that are sure to not surprise anyone at all, and may only be of interest to no one. And that’s OK! But if you want to read along or join in, I’ll be here. Thanks to Kristen Hope Mazzola for saying “you should do this.” Today seems to be one of those “hey, if it helps me procrastinate, I’m there!” days.

So, what do we have here?

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Day 1: Introduction and recent photo.

Um… hi. *shuffles feet, looks at something over your shoulder* I’m Kate. You knew that already. I was born in February of 1981 in Hamilton, Ontario, at a hospital that now has a name that I can neither pronounce nor remember. I was a shy child, but have since blossomed into a socially awkward adult. WHEW, that was close!

I’m a writer, a blogger, a mom, a wife, a rub-o-matic for several cats and walker for one dog. I’m easily distracted and often can’t seem to focus on anything; I can’t watch a whole movie without having something else to do, and sitting on the floor to play with the kids is pretty much beyond me. My brain almost always has something cooking on the back burner, whether it’s a story or random conversations that result in lovely dialogue that I’ll probably never use. I speak out of turn, I’m not good at cleaning up after myself, and I frequently have the sense of humour of a 12-year-old boy.

Writing is often the only thing I can focus on, and even then I need word sprints or something to keep me going for longer than 5 minutes without wandering off to do something else. I’ll read anything but tend to write only speculative fiction. OK, so really all fiction is speculative; you know what I mean. I like magic, I like adventure, I like danger and dragons and having wide, wild worlds to explore, even if those new worlds sometimes look a lot like our own.

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^This is me yesterday. No make-up, no fancy anything, but I did have Lucy giving me love, so that was a good moment. 😉


Memorial Day

(Not to depress anyone on this lovely and otherwise-celebratory-in-Canada day, but history is important, guys…)

Happy Canada Day! Well, mostly… see, when you live in Newfoundland, July 1 is a bittersweet holiday (and not just because so many people still swear that joining Canada was a mistake– not today’s topic, don’t worry). No, it’s because in Newfoundland, July 1 is also Memorial Day, the day set aside to remember the lives lost at the battle of Beaumont-Hamel, France, on July 1, 1916.

It’s not an insignificant number. The Newfoundland Regiment (then hailing from a tiny dominion of the British empire, not from Canada) was destroyed: more than 650 casualties, most within 15-20 minutes of leaving the trenches. Anywhere you read about the Newfoundland Regiment and this battle, the terms “nearly annihilated,” “almost wiped out” or “decimated” are sure to appear.

War is awesome, isn’t it?

But Great Big Sea tells the story far better than I can. The “Blue Puttees” was the nickname of the Royal Newfoundland Regiment.

(traditional, lyrics courtesy of the b’ys themselves)

RECRUITING SARGEANT*

Two recruiting sergeants came to the CLB,
for the sons of the merchants, to join the Blue Puttees
So all the hands enlisted, five hundred young men
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

They crossed the broad Atlantic in the brave Florizel
And on the sands of Suvla, they entered into hell
And on those bloody beaches, the first of them fell
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

So it’s over the mountains, and over the sea
Come brave Newfoundlanders and join the Blue Puttees
You’ll fight in Flanders, and at Galipoli
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

Then the call came from London, for the last July drive
To the trenches with the regiment, prepare yourselves to die
The roll call next morning, just a handful survived.
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

And it’s over the mountains, and over the sea
Come brave Newfoundlanders and join the Blue Puttees
You’ll fight in Flanders, and at Galipoli
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

The stone men on Water Street still cry for the day
When the pride of the city went marching away
A thousand men slaughtered, to hear the King say
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

And it’s over the mountains, and over the sea
Come brave Newfoundlanders and join the Blue Puttees
You’ll fight in Flanders, and at Galipoli
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

So it’s over the mountains, and over the sea
Come brave Newfoundlanders and join the Blue Puttees
You’ll fight in Flanders, and at Galipoli
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me

Catchy tune, no?

So today we (whether Newfoundlanders, CFAs like me, or mainlanders in the know) remember these brave men and grieve the loss of life.

…and then we get to go and throw some burgers on the BBQ and watch fireworks for Canada Day. *waves flag*

Fantastic (if old) blog post from Rick Mercer, who is actually from here… here.

More information on the  Royal Newfoundland Regiment here and here, and some good information on Memorial Day and its origins here. This article on the memorial in France has good information on the battle, etc.

*I don’t know they it’s spelled that way on track listings. Thoughts? Guesses? Answers?


Discovery of the Day

Do you struggle with your procrastination skills? Feel like they’re not up to par, feel like you’re not maximizing your procrastination potential? I may be able to help. You see, I once felt that way, myself. Then I discovered the magic of Writing Sex Scenes. Yes, my friends, there’s nothing to stall my creative output like having to wrangle words to create sexual tension and bring characters together in a way that’s both moving and genre-appropriate, giving readers what they want without grossing anyone out or making things awkward.

Since I started writing this morning, I’ve found more ways to procrastinate than I ever thought possible! Sweeping the floors, making more coffee, oops too much sugar need new coffee, Cracked.com, Facebook, abusing hashtags on twitter, composing a blog entry for Memorial Day (tomorrow, in Newfoundland), hey that couch cushion is crooked again… guys, I could put this shit off FOREVER.

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So take it from me. If you feel your procrastination is just not what it could be, find a scene like mine to work on*, and you will discover skills you never knew you had!

*could be something different for you: fight scenes, emotional crap, whatever. YMMV.


Writing and Reading and ROWing, Oh My!

Hey, look at me, being ready to get in on something at the beginning!

Since I already have two posts scheduled for tomorrow (the actual start date for this round of “A Round of Words in 80 Days”), I’m going to post this today. It’s Sunday, right? Regular update day.

GOALS

Writing:

Bound: finish editing this draft and have it out to readers by August 1. This should leave time for the fine-toothed comb treatment if I use my time wisely, but will depend on what I can get done before we go on holidays at the end of the month.

Torn: finish a full draft by the end of this round. This is a challenge for me, as this is another thing that was lost when I my own computer broke, so I’ve been starting from scratch. Big changes were coming, anyway, but it would have been nice to have my road-map…

Super Secret Project: Remember when I had those vampires bouncing around in my head, and I used them to take a break from my fantasy world? I have the beginnings of another world rattling around in my brain, and it all started to come together when I was walking the dog yesterday. No promises or goals, except to say that if I need a break, I’ll be working on this, and possibly offering an opening scene some time for WIPpet Wednesday. It’s not a genre I’ve had anything to do with in the past, so this could be interesting…

Disregard the Prologue: Yes, blog goals! I’m going a 31 day challenge in July, to keep me going through vacation and to allow me to schedule posts (because everything else is just going to be going SO WELL that I won’t need the distraction of this blog. HA!). So for July, I’ll make it a goal to post every day. After that… Well, I’ll readjust, and stop bombarding y’all with myself.

Other Stuff:

Art: I need to do a couple of custom My Little Ponies by the end of the summer, so I’m throwing that goal in here, because they’ll never get done otherwise. Two by the end of August, for sure, and if I can find time, there’s a personal project I’ve been itching to get to. This is what happens when you have a friend who sells doll hair, and you can’t stop yourself from buying all the pretty colours.

Family: Throwing a few more personal goals in here. Meal planning every week, one big, fun outing with the kids every week of vacation, reading one book (or chapter of a book) with each of the kids every day. Yes, we’re sometimes bad about that, especially when they forget to remind be until it’s quarter-past bedtime.

Reading: A book a week. Shouldn’t be too hard, but sometimes I get off-track when nothing’s grabbing me. I’ve got a ton of books waiting, though, so it should be fine. I have one book I’m alpha reading for someone this summer (I didn’t even know that term until she asked me… I’ve only used beta readers. You learn something new every day, don’t you?), I have my new paperbacks, I have a few books to finish on my kobo, and a bunch stranded in the Kindle app on my computer… plus the library. This should be doable, especially if I sit outside and read when the kids are playing.

So that’s the big, overarching goals. As far as time spent/word count, those goals will have to be broken down as I go along. My word count goal for July’s Camp NaNoWriMo session is only 25,000 words, and I’m cheating (editing/partial rewrites), so my goal should be 1,000 words a day… unless you account for vacation… so still 2,000 words a day.  After that, who knows? Maybe I’ll go easy on myself in August, or maybe I’ll have to write my poor little heart out to distract me from the torment of hearing back from beta readers (who I love. Have I mentioned that I love you all?).

Wish me luck… and let me know if you’re participating so I can be sure to stop by and offer encouragement as the round goes on! I don’t always get updates on the blogs I’ve signed up to follow…


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