Challenge: 10 Books

So this challenge popped into my inbox today. The 10 books you read growing up that have stuck with you, from Write on the World and my list is of course below. I was quite surprised by my own choices and memory of the books that have stuck. I was trying to think way back into the origin of my Fairy and Folk-tale obsession and couldn’t find it. I have always loved Disney so perhaps these films are the cause of my fascination?

I’ve tried to put the books in order of how I remember them, so they’re listed as I grew up and they’re an odd mix! But they all had an impact on my life, reading and writing ambition. I was a voracious reader as a child but time and ‘being busy’ has limited my ability to just indulge in a good book.

  1. Narnia – Horse and his boy – C.S.Lewis

Again this was inspired by a film. We used to watch the animated Lion Witch and Wardrobe over Christmas and on sick days. I absolutely loved it! However I realised that our VHS recording ran out 5 minutes before the end of the film so I saw the Pevensie’s following the white stag and then….well I don’t know what I assumed happened!

But my older brother bought me the box set of the chronicles and I devoured them all. I must have read the whole set about 100 times, but my strongest memories are of the Horse and His boy. I have to admit, that it inspired a few of my early attempts at writing, a protagonist sent away as a baby to protect him from an evil wizard. Excellent work. Talking horses – even better!

The Pevensie’s always struck a particular chord with me in that I have three siblings. Including an older brother (the oldest) and gorgeous older sister. Two son’s of Adam and two daughters of Eve. Narnia, here we come!

So many disappointed attempts to cajole my siblings to climb into a wardrobe…

 

  1. Five go on a hike together / Valley of Adventure – Enid Blyton

There was a definitely point in my life when I was Enid Blyton obsessed. I read everything she’d written that I could lay may hands on. I even asked my Mum if I could go to boarding school and was more than a little bit heartbroken when she said no. So I started writing plays about what it would be like, largely based on Blyton, I have to admit! I planned out props, costumes, stage directions. I don’t think the drafts ever developed beyond coloured pencils on scrap paper, but I was determined.

The two books above are ones that I remember most clearly. Five on a hike has the children and Timmy (their dog) trying to recover ‘treasure’ from the bottom of a river. The scenes where lights are flashing over the moors and Julian is diving in freezing water has stayed with me. Including a love of Ginger Beer (Best hangover cure. Ever. I love how things evolve.) I was also beside myself when my family adopted a dog, not quite called Timmy, but Sammy was close enough.

 

As for the Valley of Adventure this gave me such a vivid image of a exotic jungle location and a secret civilization inside a volcano, that when I read H.Rider Haggard’s She for the first year of my degree, I felt I already knew the landscape and exactly where She resided. Very strange but quite amazing.

 

  1. What Katy Did by Susan Coolidge and Heidi from Johanna Spyri

I loved both of these books equally and also feel that mention should be given to Anne of Green Gables as well, for some reason they all a grouped together in my mind. However, Katy and Heidi I always found poignant as my cousin had Cystic Fibrosis. Both Katy and Heidi’s cousin (Claire?) are ill. Katy is bedridden for much of her book after an accident and Claire seems to have a degenerative disease. Heidi definitely brings home the idea of healthy food, fresh air and good simple living. I loved the Grandpa that lived on the hill, and the image of Heidi sleep walking when she stays in the city is still haunting.

Ah just remembered, the Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett. Another haunting novel of a young boy kept prisoner by his illness and inept medical professionals who inflict torture in misguided attempts to keep him alive despite being afflicted by ill-health. Fortunately the protagonist is a rule breaker and sneaks him out of his room and again, fresh air and good fun enact something of a cure. That is how I remember it anyway.

  1. Danny champion of the world – Roald Dahl

Roald Dahl was a wizard of words. This was my favourite though, a boy who lives in the forest and tries to pheasant poach with his Dad. I can’t help but remember what Dahl says about baths in this book, and every time I see a pheasant I wonder how it would taste…

  1. Machine Gunners – Robert Westall

I found this book accidentally. It was just one that was in a book case at home and I’d never noticed it before. It’s a powerful portrayal of the second world war. A group of children create their own air raid bunker complete with anti-aircraft defence. My strongest images of WW2 on the home front is a mash of Dad’s Army and this text.

  1. And then there were none – Agatha Cristie

Between the ages of 12 -14 I went through a serious spooky phase and read a lot of Agatha Cristie. The chilling tale of how a group of men and woman are stranded on an island and killed off one by one still gives me nightmares! I think it’s the reason I stopped reading crime. Well a mixture of Cristie and Goosebumps. Too many dark tales. I realised that my imagination didn’t need help coming up with villains.

  1. Dragons of Autumn Twilight – Margarat Weis and Tracy Hickman

When I bought this battered, slightly mouldy copy for 5 pence from a Village Fete I fell in love. Yes Dragonlance has been criticised for bringing stock ‘Knight, cleric, wizard, barbarian etc’ to life but I loved it. It had dragons, it had a brooding half-elf. It had a beautiful princess who turned into leader of armies. After Narnia I’d entered a period where I needed fantasy in my life. Dragonlance opened up a whole series. And from Dragonlance I found Forgotten Realms, Drizzt Do’Urden, the Harpers and on and on. I was bowled away.

  1. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

I was a teenager when Harry Potter first emerged. My younger brother insisted that he had to have the first two books after reading the first at school. I don’t think he’s ever asked for a book before or after and so my parents were willing to oblige. I however, was far too cool at 13 to jump on any bandwagon! Then I got bored on the way to my grandparents and they were both in the back of the car. I finished the first and then spent the day sat in the loft of their bungalow devouring the second. I was just in time for the third book which is still the best in my opinion. It had enough of my Blyton boarding school nostalgia and my love of fantasy. It had depth, a mystery to be solved and a wrong to be righted.

  1. Jane Eyre – Charlotte Brontë

I was introduced to Jane and Mr Rochester by the school curriculum and I have to admit that the ‘red room’ scene has inspired a similar claustrophobic and hysterical scene in my own manuscript. I just remember feeling young Jane’s heartbreak and fear at being locked in the room. The chapter still makes me cry. Amazing stuff.

10.Tamora Pierce – Page, Lady Knight then all of the rest of everything she’s ever written

I was so late to find Tamora Piece. I got a random book out the library called Page because it had a girl who was in training to be a Knight and I so badly wanted to be one to. I had to go back the next day and get out the rest of Tamora’s back collection. It was like finding a soul mate. Here was Alanna, Daine, Keladry. The female protagonist’s I’d spent my childhood searching for. I’d found them at long last! I find it really difficult to express my sheer joy at the discovery. It actually hurt. I might have cried a little bit.

One of my outstanding memories of Tortall is when Kel returns after becoming a traitor. She disobeys direct orders from the King to save refugees that had been under her care, and children who would have been murdered in the name of dark magic. Here is my more artistic representation of the moment Kel returns to Tortall and falls to her knees at the feet of the King. Prepared to face her punishment.

It’s been fascinating remember how important these books have been in my life and the decisions and choices I’ve made. I write because I want to return the feeling of euphoria to my readers. That sense that, as a growing child, a young adult, anything is possible.

Have lovely weekends.

Fibi xxx

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Everything is going to plan – Panic!

So this is an update. Hello world! I feel as though I’m emerging out of a cocoon of books, writing, endless of paper with red, purple, blue scribbled notes.

I’ve finished and submitted my MA thesis. Party!!!!

So excited!

And yet…

Scared.

I remember handing in my undergraduate dissertation. I spent the week before it was due scrambling to pull 8000 words together in library. I would swipe in at midday and force myself to write at least 1000 words and then as I inevitably didn’t get that done, by the end of the week I was locked in a private study room until I’d finished the entire thing!

Then I was sat in the library with loads of time to spare the morning the assignment was due. It was beautifully formatted and I had two hours to print, bind and swipe it through the electronic system. I decided to casually browse through the requirements one last time. 8000 words to be handed in, including footnotes. What? Including footnotes. What?! PANIC! Suddenly I have just under two hours to remove 2000 words from my carefully crafted, painstakingly edited dissertation. 2000 words of content and footnotes to remove. Editing, re-formatting, re-reading and hoping that I find all the now half-words and cuts and manage to make everything into a proper sentence again once I’ve gone through with a brutal delete key! 30 minutes to print, dash around the library to find someone from the ‘unhelpful-desk’ to help me use the weird spiral binding machines. Which no-one knew how to use. They were like a dusty alien lifeform, left over from the 1970’s.

I had to run up six flights of stairs to swipe my student card in time. I managed it- just!

The ultimate lesson in how not to finish writing your dissertation.

Much beer was had in celebration.

And then I came back for an MA.

Hand – in this time was not traumatic. It was quite lovely. I was given a cookie by my tutor.

I’d managed to finish writing up a few days early. I spent three mornings re-writing an accompanying critical piece (I have never, never written a draft essay before this! I have to admit, they’re not wrong when they advise you to go back with fresh eyes after a few weeks. Especially if, like me, feedback consists of: ‘needed proof-reading’. Followed by my red-faced realisation that some of the sentences are not sentences and the odd word is missing. Just missing. Not miss-spelled or grammatically incorrect (my undergrad suffered from that) – missing. Anyway, essay was re-done commas’ were moved, reading aloud completed.

And I had a whole day and a half before going to print.

It was printed.

It was bound.

It was handed in.

Where is the panic.

WHAT HAVE I MISSED?!

Nothing. So far, honestly – I think all my hard work has just paid off.

Now I can return to my blog. Hooray!

*dusts shelves & generally spruces up the place*

Just as a further update. My cousin Alex is fast approaching his 8th adventure!!!!!

Good luck to him and the rest of the adventure crew.

Especially the little pony who would. Daisy. She’s going along for this one. I can’t wait for the posters.

I now go to celebrate with a more sophisticated beverage than my undergrad allowed.

10 Day Blogger Challenge: Day Three. Hello old enemy!

The third day of the blogger challenge.

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Right, writing an author bio. As equally terrifying as my other enemies, the synopsis, the cover letter, the pitch, and all those other things we must submit to agents, in the desperate hope that they’ll like us, and want to read more of our completed manuscripts.

So, having skimmed a variety of websites listed on the prompt page I have reached the following conclusion. Sweet and simple. Very Simple. My bio should not include extraneous information but should be to the point. As a fiction writer, I list relevant qualifications. Hooray! I actually have some, hoorah – very exciting.  So, that covers one of the three sentences I should be submitting.  My name and genre covers another, excellent. Right, how to finish this off? How to show some personality? I have chosen to put in some selective information about my hobbies and interests, and something that makes me ‘more human’ at the last. I hope that it’s also vaguely amusing.

Here we go.

“I am FibiJeeves and I write Young Adult Fantasy. I have a degree in Literature with Creative Writing and am currently studying a Masters in Writing. I am a Medieval Re-enactor and archer and I live with a precocious kitten who constantly tells me off.

My blog is at fibijeeves.wordpress.com and I am also on Twitter @fibiwolf“

What do you think? Is this worthy of submission?

10 Day Challenge: Day Two – 10 Confessions

10 Day Write Blog Challenge Daily2

Well this is frightening! My second installment of the Blogger Challenge at Hunters Writings, but here we go…

  1. I love to write when it’s raining outside.
  2. If I can find it, I wear a bandanna when I write, it keeps my hair out of my face so I can concentrate on the page.
  3. I never feel as though I’m making something up, more that I’m uncovering a story that’s already written. I put down the words, but it feels as though I’m actually just scraping back dust, on words that are already written.
  4. Need caffeine to write. To wake up, to function as a human in any kind of capacity. Preferred intake is coffee. One giant mug of milky coffee, with a couple of sugars, just to the right.
  5. Coffee goes on the right, so that as a left, I’m free to write with pen and paper whilst simultaneous drinking delicious beverage.
  6. I’m not very good at keeping up to writing deadlines, and writing all the words that I should in one day.
  7. I feel as though my vocabulary is leaking out of my brain, day on day, week on week. I fear I know less words now than I did last year!
  8. I enjoy making my reader cry – well, it’s a sign of emotive response isn’t it! It’s a horrible thing, but strangely gratifying that you have manipulated your readers emotions to that point.
  9. I don’t understand vowels. Why are they never in the correct order?
  10. Writing is the essay that you put off to the last minute, but there’s no deadline and so it can slip away like sea from the shore. But it never leaves. It’s a buzz in the back of my mind, a frustration of repeat failure, that I’ve NOT gone and written what I wanted, or put the time in that I needed to.  It’s the homework that I avoid every night. But, when I actually settle down, coffee in hand, pen in another – I love it.  I start to slip away from the world and drift in the land I’m writing. I can see it happening as I write it. It’s like trying to watch a movie and write down what’s happening at the same time, but I get to be the director too. I float through the words and I can’t see away from the page or screen. It’s a blissful, exhilarating experience, and then the coffee runs out, or I get a cramp in my neck and I’m back. I get up, and suddenly, it’s the homework I’m avoiding again.

10 Day Writing Blogger Challenge – Day One

I have decided, that I obviously don’t have enough on my plate and would like more challenges please. With this in mind, I have signed up for the 10 day blogger challenge from Hunterswriting.

The challenge was first bought to my attention by at Write on the World and thought it was rather nifty!

I think this will be an every other day challenge however, as I’m also doing the daily prompt and would occasionally, like to blog about other random bits that catch my attention. For instance, shiny things, clouds, phases of the moon and sun etc.

So, first things first: sign up to the challenge – check! Complete!  Name is successfully listed.

Secondly – Respond to first prompt. Found Here

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So, the task was to write an elevator pitch for my latest project. I must admit that I’ve cheated a bit, and written a pitch for my manuscript. After all, I am trying to send it out (in between all the blogging etc.)

I’ve tried writing this type of pitch before and started with something quite emotive.

“You have to know who you are, to achieve what you have to achieve.”

The links on HuntersWritings  were very useful! However after a tiny bit of extra digging, I found Storysensei to be particularly helpful when it came to constructing my new pitch. 

“Kyra has seen the future; her home will be destroyed by dark magic. She must return to the wild Spire in the Northern tip of the world and warn her family. However, her Uncle has banished her to the Southern borderlands, under pain of death. If she returns, she will be destroyed. If Kyra dies, the world cannot be saved.”

Let me know what you think. – Would you want to know more?