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With Roses in Their Hair is an f/f retelling of Tam Lin. I really enjoyed reading it, but oh I do wish so much that its world-building had been a little stronger.

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Rapunzel, Rapunzel Teaser #1. A girl with long hair and a tower-shaped hat sleeping against a tree in bloom.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel

Coming January 17, 2017

Ebook available for preorder NOW: Amazon US, Amazon UK, Kobo

It was a long time ago.
A long, long time ago
In a kingdom far away
As far away as imagination can take you.

But also next door.
In your classroom.
In your heart.

Once upon a time there was
A little girl who could be anything
Anything at all.

And one day
She would grow up.

This is a teaser post for my upcoming short verse novel, Rapunzel, Rapunzel. These teaser posts are made up of poems (or sections of poems) from the full verse novel. They were selected based on a couple of criteria:

  1. They showcase the kind of free verse poetry you can expect from Rapunzel, Rapunzel.
  2. They come together to tell a complete, if slightly different, short story all on their own.
  3. They fit into the image without looking terribly out of place.

I hope you’ll enjoy these teasers for Rapunzel, Rapunzel! I’ll be releasing one every week until January 10th. And then the week after that, Rapunzel, Rapunzel gets released as a whole!

Here’s the synopsis!

You can’t be Rapuzel forever.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel is a collection of poems, a fairy tale of modern life, growing up and falling in love. Or not.

Divided into five different parts, Rapunzel, Rapunzel explores the impact of anxiety and bullying, and the strength of love, for others and for ourselves. It muses on the difficulty of discovering who we are and how the masks we wear affect our lives and relationships.

Most of all, Rapunzel, Rapunzel is about embracing all aspects of yourself, even the ones you’re scared to show, and finding strength in who you are as a person.

If you like what you see, please consider spreading the word and/or preordering the ebook. Word-of-mouth and first-day sales visibility are incredibly important to authors to get their books to gain any kind of momentum and an audience, the more so to those of us who are indie authors. (Hi!) If you’re a paperback kind of person, I’ll be releasing the paperback around the same time as the ebook and if you’re an eligible Amazon customer you’ll be able to get the ebook for free along with it. So be forewarned of that happening!

Oh, and if you want to be sort-of spoiled for how the story in Rapunzel, Rapunzel is different from the teaser? I’ll give you a hint: this is all about masks and personas.

I hope your day is going well and that I just added a little bit of brightness to it with this teaser!

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November. Yeah. I’ve said all I want to say about November. Let’s go look at shinies instead!

What I've Posted

What I've Read

Danse Macabre by Laura M. Hughes: This one falls victim to “Lynn gets bored by horror in fiction”. I like the count-down structure of it and I liked the inclusion of Snail, but you could see the conclusion coming a mile away and I really, really wish Hughes had gone a less predictable route. Or at least had gone down it with a twist like the story kept hinting it wanted to try doing and then didn’t. It could’ve said some interesting things about religion if it had, but as stands… Eh. Not my thing. If you’re interested in a short horror story, I’d suggest checking it out, though. You might enjoy it far more than I did.

The Forgotten Wizard by C.J. Thompson: This was described to me as a book. Part 1 in a series, in fact, and as such I had certain expectations. Such as a minimum of 50,000 or so words and a mostly self-contained story arc. Not a story that’s about 40 pages on my kindle with a chapter-level cliffhanger for an ending. Add to it that the setting is… barely a setting. The characters are all over the place emotionally and I have absolutely no reason to care about anyone, even though the story absolutely insists that I should. It needed at least another round of solid editing before it was ready to be published.

Graveyard Sparrow by Kayla Bashe: Ooooh, this was a lot of fun. A lot more fun than I was expecting too and very sweet. I’d actually have liked this to be a little longer so we could get a better look at the alt!London society that Bashe has created and I’d love to hear more about Anthea’s adventures (at any point in her life). It was a wonderful way to spend an evening.

In the Land of Invented Languages by Arika Okrent: This is the book I was livetweeting about this month! It was absolutely fascinating! I did grumble a bit about the men-to-women ratio and the differences in the way those women that were mentioned in depth were discussed, but it’s actually a really fascinating book if you want to know more about the history of invented languages. There’s also a delightfully large bibliography if you want to get more in-depth information about some.

Prom Queen Perfect by Clarissa David: Not my usual read, being comporary YA romance, but a lot of fun. I wish the epilogue had shown us changes in Alex’s relationship with Christy as well as her mother, though, instead of just Adam. Beyond that, it’s a really fun story about a mean girl, her own insecurities, and growing as a person. Watching Alex discover what’s important to her and in her life is a delight, especially when she’s delightfully snarky about everyone, including herself.

With Roses in Their Hair by Kayla Bashe: I went into this not knowing quite what to expect beyond an f/f retelling of Tam Lin. I would have liked more detail on the setting because, as it stands, I’m not entirely convinced by the way Bashe interpreted the fairies in this story, especially nearer the end when Jennet goes to rescue Tam which is also a little too fast for my liking, but other than that quibble? It is SO good. I really, really enjoyed it. The tale is cleverly retold and I like the way Bashe reimagines Tam’s narrative and her relationship with Jennet. I really liked the characters and the way they met and grew closer together. I would very happily recommend it.

Year of the Crocodile by Courtney Milan: Why did no one tell me there was a short story set between Trade Me and Hold Me? It wasn’t quite what I was expecting it to be, but it was absolutely lovely and I’m deeply glad I read it.

What I'm Reading

HEX by Thomas Olde Heuvelt: No progress on this this month, but I didn’t expect there to be. November was supposed to be All About The Writing.

Rift Riders by Becca Lusher: Still enjoying this! I’ll be really sad for people who got into the first book expecting this one to be more Regency-inspired fantasy, though. This is straight-up military fantasy and the past few chapters/instalments have been non-stop fighting action. I’m having fun (for a given definition of ‘fun is when you fear for your favourite characters’ lives’), but it might not be for everyone.

What I've Played

Guild of Dungeoneering ~ Icecream Headaches: New expansion! New dungeoneering classes! New mechanics! I haven’t finished the expansion yet. I hit the “Oh, hey, you really need level 3 equipment and dungeoneers for this dungeon” level and since I lost my save games had to start over from scratch. So far, I’ve really enjoyed the new expansion, though I would have liked to see a bit more use of the new card mechanics and the new rune system. (It’s far too easy to forget about them, I’ve found.)

 

What I've Watched

Fune wo Amu: This continues to be so cute. I’m also really glad to be watching this at the same time as Yuri!!! On Ice because it’s a powerful contrast in how to present a romantic relationship versus a platonic friendship relationship. Mostly, though, I’m still loving what the show does with words and the way it uses its visuals to convey inner thoughts at times. It’s just such a sweet and quiet tale. It’s very easy to snuggle into and just let it take you away into the narrative.

Pokémon Sun & Moon: I… am probably not going to keep up with this one, but I wanted to see the new starter pokémon in their anime-form. I’d just like to see a little more growth between series, which at least so far it sounds like Sun&Moon seems to want to give us. I’m not happy to see the changes come at the hands of yet another major reset of Ash’s journey, but at least the show seems to be shaking up the rest of its formula. Also, I’ve never been a pikachu fan (there: now you know). I am, however, a great fan of most of the region-specific definitely-not-pikachu electric types. Especially Dedenne. I MISS DEDENNE. T_T But, beyond that, I appreciate that the first episodes have shaken up the formula the show’s had since forever. I’m not sure it’s enough to keep me watching, but I will always appreciate that. So far I’m hanging in there for the cat, though. We’ll see if it wins me over or not. (It probably will until it hits its third evolution and then I will hope to NEVER SEE IT AGAIN.)

Yuri!!! On Ice: I still love this show so much. I feel like I don’t really have anything useful to say about it that I haven’t said before, but there you are. The choreography is lovely. The relationship between Yuri and Victor continues to be adorable. It’s just so beautifully done on all fronts. I want to snuggle into this show forever. It’s certainly made my November infinitely better for its existence.

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I make no predictions on December. It should, if the past is any indication, be a relatively quiet month. Given that 2016 has, so far, decided to wreck any sense of normalcy, I’m going to bank on the past not being a good indication.

This Month's Goals

I Want to Read:

  • Moar HEX

I Want to Write:

  • All the HEX posts
  • DemiPrincess 1 to the end

Okay, so you’ll notice that I’m very focussed on the bilingual HEX read this month. That’s partially because I just really, really, really want to finish the project. It’s also partially because I really don’t want to be rescheduling them for later in 2017 than I’ve got all the posts sorted now. So December? Is going to be All About HEX, though you won’t really see that until 2017.

Beyond that, it’ll also be about wrapping up the regular blog posts, so a look back over the past year, my favourite reads for the year, etc. And that first DemiPrincess book. Want to finish that too. And then we’ll see! I’m just going to try and get as much done as I possibly can, whatever form that takes, really. And hopefully December won’t throw any curve balls at anyone.

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November was… Well, it was certainly in keeping with the theme of 2016, let’s just put it that way. I did my best and made as much progress as I could given assorted whirlwind developments and the US election. (I don’t even live in the US.)

Last Month's Goal

I Want to Read:

  • Whatever strikes my fancy.
  • Some more of HEX

I Want to Write:

  • NaNoWriMo

Well, I certainly managed to read whatever hit my fancy! But I made no progress on HEX and I failed miserably at NaNoWriMo. Boohiss. It’s especially boohiss because I’m so close to the finale of the first novel. Any progress is good progress in my book, but still. I really, really, really want to write these stories, polish them and get them published. Ideally next year because, clearly, I want to be massively ambitious.

I do also have cover title ideas now, so that’s good too. It’s not that November was a bad month, per se. Just that it wasn’t anywhere near what I’d hoped or imagined it’d be at the start and it’s made me a bit grumpy. And, as a consequence, I have very little to say. I just want November (really, just 2016) to be over already.

So! I shall leave all you lovelies here. I hope you’ve had a much better month than I did! <3

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Design Adventures: The first proof of Rapunzel, Rapunzel.

Welcome back to Design Adventures! Today we’re tackling Rapunzel, Rapunzel! This means sneak peeks and previews! OMG! This is so exciting! This’ll be the first sneak peek I’m giving people!

So, since it’s the first sneak peek and I need the practice, this is your friendly post reminder that the ebook of Rapunzel, Rapunzel is up for preorder right now! So go out and preorder it if you haven’t already! <3 (Or, you know, don’t if you’re not interested in it. That’s also an option.)

But let’s talk Rapunzel, Rapunzel!

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I have… been failing NaNoWriMo for the past, what, week? TO BE FAIR, this is the week I more or less crashed from my Twitter timeline and finally decided that mental health won keeping up with international news. (I’m really sorry, but I just. I cannot. Not all the time. Hit me up in a DM or email if you need to vent or talk and I will love on you, but the constant barrage of horribleness in my timeline? It is cutting that to a minimum or leaving Twitter altogether. Or just not getting anything done ever again, I suppose.) And now I’m slowly clawing my way back to productivity and job hunting that still continues. (Wish me luck?)

But! Some updates! I have them. Firstly, I’ve redone all the links on the book pages. I’ve switched over to using Universal Book Links to make updating them easier. It has some potential bonuses for you all too, though!

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Design Adventures: Feather by Feather and Other Stories, Ebook & Print

Welcome to another Design Adventures, everyone! It’s been a while and I’ve kind of completely flubbed talking about the last draft of Feather by Feather and Other Stories, but, to be fair, I didn’t make too many changes.

The biggest changes are actually in the ebook edition and the print book edition, so… Let’s talk about those! Briefly, probably, but let’s talk about them all the same!

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It has… been a while, hasn’t it? Wow. I’m bad at updates. In my defense, I’ve actually spent the time prepping Rapunzel, Rapunzel and doing other writing related things that I’d originally planned for December in hopes of spreading some good news and cheer.

But I am back and I’m still on track with NaNoWriMo writing goals! (Albeit because I’m following the “this is how editing counts for my writing” rule.) So now that I’m back on track, mostly, let me give you another snippet. This time we get Fili’s pov! This is also the part where my mental outline started to fall into a bajillion pieces, so this is a fair bit rougher than the rest.

Oh, and the full word count for DemiPrincess1 stands at 49,964. This would’ve been even more awesome if I’d started NaNoWriMo at 0. Alas, I did not.

For context: Felicity was ill when she went out into the stables and encountered Fili again. That’s the encounter they’re talking about here.

“Hey, are you listening?” Vaylèn asked.

“What? Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about the princess. I was the one who found her, you know.”

“Really?”

I hadn’t been looking at Vaylèn, but I could feel him sitting down beside me and pressing close, conspiratorial. His blond curls pressed against my cheek, that’s how close he was to be able to get the information I had before anyone else could. “Hey,” I said, shifting away a little and pushing Vaylèn slightly to the side. He moved with the grace of an angry cat, my thigh cool where his leg’d pressed against it just that little bit. I didn’t like it when people were that close to me. Made me uncomfortable. Even Linna knows better than to cuddle up that close without warning. I don’t need much, but it helps even so.

“Sorry.”

I patted his shoulder awkwardly.

“What was she like?”

“You mean, what she looked like? Pale. Not that fancy-lady pale, but death-pale. I didn’t talk to her much, Vay. Just saw she was looking ill and went for Lord Good-nature.” I told him what I felt I could without getting into trouble. Nothing about spending the night teaching her about the land and the way she revelled in something as tiny as spotting a dropped acorn. I couldn’t tell him all that much. Just about today. Just that she’d seemed out of sorts. Takes a lot to get a person to brush a pony the wrong way. Assuming they didn’t figure it out the first time to start with, anyway. Some folks I think they just want to be dumb, don’t even try. I didn’t tell Vaylèn about the times I’d seen the princess in the stables with Lord Good-nature. Most of that was known, but little special. Lord Good-nature just got help from whoever was there at the time. I didn’t tell him I’d first met the princess while she was trying to sneak out, trying to be all prim and proper-like. No one knew about that. I was going to keep it that way. When I was done, I said, “You owe me for this now, you hear.”

Vaylèn nodded so fast I thought his curls might just bounce off his shoulders and onto the ground. “Give the word,” he said, “and I’ll make it happen.”

He was talking about food. He had about as much pull as I did, but being related to the cook meant I’d be able to cash in on leftover delicacies or first dibs on festival food.

“Thanks,” I said and got up. The bridle in my hands had been forgotten and I set it down to return to later. “Come on. Let’s get that food. I’ll finish this up later.”

“Oh!” Vaylèn loved his food and even in the light of the stables, you could see his face brighten at the memory, and then crumble into the shadows around him again. “It’ll be gone now.”

“Not all of it.” I grinned and reached over to ruffle his curls. Vaylèn ducked and batted my hand away, laughing.

“Race you,” I said. Not that we had any intention of running in the stables. We kind of… hastened our pace, but we didn’t run until we got outside and had closed the doors. Then we pelted through the starting rain and down to the kitchens and through to reach the communal dining area.

It smelled like heaven.

Like I said, it’s rough. But I like Vaylèn. He’s very enthusiastic and I look forward to learning more about him. I know why their interactions are reading so awkward here and it’s not all me being rubbish at description, but it’s something that can wait until revisions to be properly addressed.

Also, yes, this is the boys talking about the girls. (IT WAS ONLY FAIR.) *prods them* Make sense. Oh, I can’t wait to revise this! (No, wait. I can. I can’t wait to finish the novel and get to revising it.)

But first I may or may not to get to write a kelpie. In the stables. With lots of there-is-a-predator-frightened horses. And now I almost certainly will need to write that. THIS IS GOING TO BE THE BEST. *cowers in fear* And just because it’s been a while since I’ve given you this particular complaint about this story: I KNOW NOTHING OF HORSES. WHY DID YOU NEED TO BE A STABLE BOY, FILI?! YOU COULD’VE BEEN A COOK!

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I went to bed yesterday, hopeful that the US vote would be… not what it is, and when I woke up this morning it was not yet decided, but you could see where it was headed and it wasn’t long until it did go there.

I am devastated for all my USian friends and all the USians I follow quietly on Twitter and admire from a distance. I have spent most of my day attempting to spread some light and beauty onto the timelines of those who follow me. I’ve spent my day sending good thoughts and love to hurting people because it was a thing I could do. I’ve been reaching out to my friends. I’ve cried. I’ve retweeted and shared resources that I hope someone would find useful.

I decided to speed up the webserial’s release. Sea Foam and Silence is a quiet little queer (ace spec) retelling of The Little Mermaid with a disabled protagonist and it has a happy ending. I wanted to spread that bit of free reading into the world in case it helped brighten someone’s day. In case anyone needed it. I upped the few book talks I’d scheduled for the rest of the month in case someone would find them comforting reading and I wanted to spread the word.

I wrote a short little story to be shared on Twitter. You can read the Storify version here. It is a happy little literary fairytale. It features girls loving girls. And talks about creating art and beauty in the world. I still hope that it will find someone who needed a story like that today.

I gave up on making NaNo wordcount for the day. I wrote! But not to word count. I love my DemiPrincess story, but I have something else scheduled for 2017 that is finished and that I wanted to work on to get that out into the world sooner. Or at least, announce it to the world sooner and let people know it is coming in a little more detail. (It is about love and friendship and being yourself. It is also about being bullied and growing up and the masks we wear in social situations. And also it’s a fairytale retelling because this is me we’re talking about.)

I’ve spent all day thinking about what else I could do, about doing more. I’m a writer. As I said on Twitter earlier today: I create stories. I don’t know how to respond to strong emotions except curl up and cry or write and tell stories.

So I told stories. And I see so many people on my timeline tweeting or retweeting that they want stories, need stories, need escape, need fantasy.

So. If you need stories today or in the next couple of days and you think any of mine will offer you comfort or something else you need right now: let me know. Send me a DM via Twitter, Dreamwidth or Livejournal, an email via the blog, etc, and let me know which of my books you’d like, which format (epub/mobi) you’d like it in and what email address to send it to. I can only offer ebooks at present, and I’m offering them to anyone in the world. I’ll send you a copy as soon as I can.

Personally, if you’re looking for comfort, I’d recommend Sea Foam and Silence above all the others. That’s my happy ace spec romance verse novel with a mute protagonist. (Yes, you can read it for free online and I just finished serialising, but ebooks are more portable.) Maris is very optimistic and cheerful. She’s a little bit of sunshine, really.

If you’re looking for someone with anxiety discovering they can be awesome too, Courage Is the Price is what you want. Be warned it comes with trigger warnings for descriptions of anxiety attacks and Rue, bless her, is very oblivious to her privilege.

I am… very hesitant to include A Promise Broken in the offer, but I trust you to know what you need to read better than I do. Just… Be warned that as much as I want to say it’s about a precocious toddler being adorable and failing at numbers, it’s far more about racist asshates wanting to destroy said toddler for daring to exist. (Spoiler: They lose. But they’re still there for a significant and highly visible part of the story and they do a lot of emotional damage.) What I’m saying is: if you’re scared and hurting and need comfort reading, this is maybe not the book you’re looking for.

If you want cuteness, pick up Tales of the Little Engine and skip straight through to The Bravest Little Engine. Those are cute and fluffy kids’ stories about a brave little train that goes on adventures and tries to defeat the Nethertrain. (The two before that are… less fluffy. The Little Engine That Couldn’t is about what happens if people don’t listen when someone tells them they’re trying the hardest they can and about dreams changing to fit reality.)

If you want variety and short pieces, Feather by Feather and Other Stories probably has something for you. That’s a collection of 40+ pieces covering… a lot of different stories. Mostly leaning to fantasy but with some realistic pieces thrown in. (Please note, if you ask for this one, you’ll get an ‘advance’ copy of the edition I’ve got scheduled for December. Though that schedule is kind of up in the air at the moment, because I just want to spread small bits of light into the world en masse right now and that would qualify as a light, I hope.)

Anyway, I’m not offering copies of The Passage of PearlChangeling’s Time and To Sleep for a Season. Those are all collected in Feather by Feather and Other Stories alreadyanyway, so I hope you understand why I’ve opted to ‘exclude’ them. (And The Princess who Didn’t Eat Cake is free anyway, so there’s really no point in offering you that one now.)

As I said, I spent all day thinking about what more I could do. I also spent it wondering whether this was something I should do or not. It makes me feel wrong and awful and I worry how people will perceive it and me. But. If it can bring someone comfort, then that fear and anxiety is worth it. I wish I could afford offering people print copies too, but my funds don’t allow it. I’m really sorry. I just… wanted to hopefully spread some light into the days ahead in whatever small way I could think of doing. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep offering, but. I wanted to offer.

Please, everyone, take care of yourself. Whatever form that takes for you. I have seen so many tweets today talking about what people ‘should’ do and what feelings are ‘valid’. Your feelings are valid. All of them. And you matter. You do. It may not feel like it, but please believe me. You matter. You are important. Taking care of yourself is important. If you need to look away, look away. It doesn’t make you a bad person. If you need to cry, cry. If you need to vent, vent. If you need to be angry, be angry. If you need to create, create. Do what you need to do to take care of yourself. You are loved and appreciated. You are important. You are important. You are important.

You are important.

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