<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2026 08:19:36 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Writing</category><category>reaction</category><category>Random</category><category>inspiring</category><category>Reading</category><category>Success</category><category>Characters</category><category>Mass Effect</category><category>Query</category><category>Crabcat</category><category>Editing</category><category>Rant</category><category>Costumes</category><category>Question</category><category>contests</category><category>Dragon Age</category><category>Music</category><category>Publishing</category><category>networking</category><category>video games</category><category>APRIL FOOL&#39;S DAY</category><category>Award</category><category>Awkward</category><category>BioWare</category><category>Fan fiction</category><category>Paranoia</category><category>Recipe</category><category>movie</category><category>nerd</category><category>singing</category><title>Hilary Heskett Shapiro, Writer</title><description></description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-6033366979291232831</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2012 03:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-24T22:22:52.000-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">BioWare</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Characters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">contests</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mass Effect</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nerd</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reading</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video games</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Win a Chapter Critique! </title><description>Hi Guys!&lt;br /&gt;
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I just stopped in to share some good news - I&#39;m currently writing for a site named, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nerdappropriate.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Nerd Appropriate&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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Better yet, we&#39;re running a contest to win a chapter critique from awesome BioWare writer, Patrick Weekes in celebration of his new book titled, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/The-Palace-Job-Patrick-Weekes/dp/0987824864/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1348545015&amp;amp;sr=8-1&amp;amp;keywords=the+palace+job&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_2046154891&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Palace Job&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_2046154892&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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All you have to do to win is answer this simple question:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;What is your favorite thing about unicorns?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Easy, right? Visit my review&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nerdappropriate.com/2012/09/24/the-palace-job-the-nerd-appropriate-review-a-contest/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; page&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then answer the question in the Comments section.&lt;br /&gt;
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You can also tweet your answer to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.twitter.com/NerdAppropriate&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;@NerdAppropriate&lt;/a&gt; or leave a message on our Facebook &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/nerdappropriate&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;page&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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Be sure to check out the site for all your nerdy needs and listen to our weekly podcast!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.twitter.com/hilaryheskett&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;@hilaryheskett&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2012/09/win-chapter-critique.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-4945928060274201839</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 18:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-17T11:50:09.327-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">contests</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crabcat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">singing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Success</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">video games</category><title>Competition? Oh, yes.</title><description>Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a while, huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I&#39;m in this awesome competition and I need your help! With just two tiny &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ujam.com/songs/w65Mh7j8WzST&quot;&gt;clicks&lt;/a&gt; you could get me closer to my dream of singing for video games. Yes, I am that specific. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This of course is in addition to my dream of being a bestselling author, a high-paid executive, a Siberian Husky breeder... and an astronaut. Well, we&#39;ll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for voting for me and spread the word!! The contest ends Monday. Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ36pM-lfwBamLVR4AFbv9Pkk2bL5WjKf2ZT1MN467kWXtne3TfmcyUI3G2P6EVwssU2cN7-GexEuf-yeE0e8Ztq_3-g69ExVduwOZ1h2KVBhA7_MEyIY2bogSN1_Xmf6HHVe9BhRkJq8/s1600/ACR.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653399891263771682&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ36pM-lfwBamLVR4AFbv9Pkk2bL5WjKf2ZT1MN467kWXtne3TfmcyUI3G2P6EVwssU2cN7-GexEuf-yeE0e8Ztq_3-g69ExVduwOZ1h2KVBhA7_MEyIY2bogSN1_Xmf6HHVe9BhRkJq8/s200/ACR.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ujam.com/songs/w65Mh7j8WzST&quot;&gt;http://www.ujam.com/songs/w65Mh7j8WzST&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2011/09/competition-oh-yes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ36pM-lfwBamLVR4AFbv9Pkk2bL5WjKf2ZT1MN467kWXtne3TfmcyUI3G2P6EVwssU2cN7-GexEuf-yeE0e8Ztq_3-g69ExVduwOZ1h2KVBhA7_MEyIY2bogSN1_Xmf6HHVe9BhRkJq8/s72-c/ACR.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-6012196889411281185</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2011 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-04T19:34:02.845-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Costumes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crabcat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dragon Age</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mass Effect</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><title>Quick &amp; Dirty Update from Crabcat</title><description>&lt;iframe title=&quot;YouTube video player&quot; height=&quot;349&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/MCapxzEqnT0&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;500&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing you in Boston at PAX East! Jessica, Holly and I are collaborating on writing some pretty funny stuff. And there&#39;s prizes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, March 12th @ 7:30pm EST - CAT Theatre!!</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2011/03/quick-dirty-update-from-crabcat.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/MCapxzEqnT0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-5501097889754602214</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 00:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-16T16:34:21.840-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Costumes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crabcat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mass Effect</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><title>Announcement!!</title><description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;560&quot; height=&quot;340&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/ruJDkVwDvlo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/ruJDkVwDvlo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;381&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, December 19th - Yes! THIS Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.tinychat.com/crabcat&quot;&gt;www.tinychat.com/crabcat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me get my face covered in plaster! You know you want to. The fun starts in the afternoon, probably at 1pm PST / 4pm EST! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/12/announcement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-5732064550958203369</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Dec 2010 03:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-10T19:35:20.480-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Characters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Costumes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crabcat</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mass Effect</category><title>And So Our Story Begins...</title><description>This is an exciting time for me and &lt;a href=&quot;http://crabcatindustries.com/&quot;&gt;Crabcat Industries&lt;/a&gt;. You know, that amazing art / costume troupe I joined?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I bought the first part of my costume. Yay! Alginate! I&#39;ll be getting a head cast created for me soon which means claustrophobia, I mean, encasement in plaster, uh, fun times. Yeah, I was as excited about that last part as I was to find out I needed my very first root canal last month. Oh well. No pain no gain, right? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549261881227981266&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0nMCSM-_LzrhhxLGvnuV9KX9jrCiZ7Hk4ckt26WjDq311apHqtua3UTOF1H9nrbqzgvauywL5G0kMptLO3OPoDXyKNFuES3YD6UPF8jkdYXzyuFvibN9MjDVba3-jcDqipXKBdmhkkY/s200/head+cast&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I even mention who I was going to be? No? WELL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I plan to transform into the awesome character Aria T&#39;Loak from the video game franchise &quot;Mass Effect.&quot; &lt;insert&gt;She&#39;s a pirate, a dictator and an all-around badass. Gotta love strong female characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549262017833912850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTov9RaibthxHcPslrHv0EpjnV5OM7DVvKXAo4CqiaiMEFu-GpHl6EE-E71I3X6l-FkXL41f1RinsTXTmNmJqtUbrnTlD6PapVoT4aA40LAMfG8UzPM3OouHjO2pZvHAMqbNhlYdGks0M/s200/250px-Aria_datapad.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be chronicling everything here so you can come along on this fantastic journey with me. Some of it will be on the Crabcat blog, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sorceryandglue.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Sorcery and Glue&lt;/a&gt;, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing, be on the lookout for an announcement of something cool we&#39;re doing on the 18th. I&#39;ll keep you posted! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-so-our-story-begins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0nMCSM-_LzrhhxLGvnuV9KX9jrCiZ7Hk4ckt26WjDq311apHqtua3UTOF1H9nrbqzgvauywL5G0kMptLO3OPoDXyKNFuES3YD6UPF8jkdYXzyuFvibN9MjDVba3-jcDqipXKBdmhkkY/s72-c/head+cast" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-6903493947154688499</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 2010 18:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-01T10:22:15.785-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dragon Age</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fan fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mass Effect</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Question</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Fan Fiction: Real Writing or Not?</title><description>I’ve&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Aysbhh_7fCmZFyiCWDX4LrCUJ36m4NogtHul5oPVV-GkyoAW5vWEGwdX1XSSNnpLU7VOr7V_tZ4Wif4tmKPEZDzHUqGaTVUCClbraLjLIpH5lRFQY1z_moDq2-5eQQaAc9xEwkO1bJI/s1600/n7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545779739350620850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Aysbhh_7fCmZFyiCWDX4LrCUJ36m4NogtHul5oPVV-GkyoAW5vWEGwdX1XSSNnpLU7VOr7V_tZ4Wif4tmKPEZDzHUqGaTVUCClbraLjLIpH5lRFQY1z_moDq2-5eQQaAc9xEwkO1bJI/s200/n7.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; been a secret lurker of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/&quot;&gt;FanFiction.Net&lt;/a&gt; for about a year now, consuming stories from both the &quot;Mass Effect&quot; and &quot;Dragon Age&quot; universes, but just recently started to create my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some writers feel fan fiction is a cop out with its already-established characters and for some, plot lines. I take a different stance. What about it being a great way to exercise the writing muscles? When you’re on a treadmill you’re not actually running a marathon, but you could be training for one. Isn’t the same true for fan fiction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think? &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/12/fan-fiction-real-writing-or-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Aysbhh_7fCmZFyiCWDX4LrCUJ36m4NogtHul5oPVV-GkyoAW5vWEGwdX1XSSNnpLU7VOr7V_tZ4Wif4tmKPEZDzHUqGaTVUCClbraLjLIpH5lRFQY1z_moDq2-5eQQaAc9xEwkO1bJI/s72-c/n7.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-3999656765691088596</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2010 05:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-09-24T22:19:55.282-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Success</category><title>Blog Fail, But Big Wins</title><description>I&#39;ve been a bad blogger. No need to make nice. You can tell me how much I suck. &lt;br /&gt;
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1 - &lt;em&gt;Chicken Soup for the Soul: Family Matters&lt;/em&gt; has been selling well and I&#39;ve been accepted into a new edition to be released early next year. Yay. The new book is about grandmas because they&#39;re the best. Thanks again for your support!&lt;/div&gt;
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2 - After a long search, I got a job as Director of Marketing for an international software company. My new role is all about long hours and stress. Double yay. Other than that, I&#39;ll be bringing the company&#39;s global message to the North American audience hopefully utilizing my creative mind. *insert maniacal laugh here*&lt;/div&gt;
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3 - I&#39;ve joined the illustrious and supremely-awesome production company Crabcat Industries. Aw, yeah. This group of talented artists, led by the reknowned Holly Conrad, brings characters from popular video games to life with movie-quality costumes and animatronics. If you haven&#39;t heard of them yet, believe me, you will. We&#39;ve been slaving away on the website and will have lots of amazing news soon.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-fail-but-big-wins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ_PU7GIZZumTVVXBkX6hULA9s1kzScZ2la-IWtbKGCZpt4byhYeDcg8nlWow5LrG1k_wt1K8NojkVhRvlNpeXBZQtz7axCyNSBB1vmidOc6VeD-q31kEAkzuVpGoU3FcA5e7EVtYOPWM/s72-c/sad-face04.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-5857434514109047475</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2010 06:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-25T00:12:21.933-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Day of Yays</title><description>Today was a good day. Of course some bleakness crept into my silver lining, but overall, it was a very good day indeed. You know it’s true when I throw down the word, “indeed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay #1 – Got a free pedicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my friend and I inadvertently forgot to pay, but that’s beside the point. No one told us to fork over the dough, no one chased us down like dogs to rip away the marrow of our wallets, and certainly no one reminded anyone involved including myself, my friend, the nail, um, technician(?), the receptionist, other patrons, and security cameras that we hadn’t paid. Not to worry, you moral compass enforcers, we’ll make it up to them. It was still cool though. Moving on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay #2 – Worked out at the gym for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, each cardio machine had its own TV. Rachel Zoe, thank you for entertaining me during my calorie inferno. I’m not about to mention that my face took on the hue of an eggplant by the end… *cough* I’m a little out of shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay #3 – I’m finally over caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet Coke and coffee, you have no power over me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay #4 – Started my new sci-fi book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 300 words, but hey, better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay #5 – Went to a great tapas restaurant for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another friend and I swapped stories of married life betwixt bites of paella. Super yummy. The remainder of the night consisted of me trying to sell our server on the idea of trying the &lt;em&gt;Mass Effect&lt;/em&gt; video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a great day. Just thought I’d share.</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-of-yays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-4265037900062880671</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2010 21:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-12T17:45:16.832-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant</category><title>Addiction Distraction</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW77jl0CHxrnKC8G-Eilgbo7H9yaygDQeWn2TKe557eRDh-jXMEoijdTkPKXWIAQSO6wmbyLsZHxEKfCoOaUVsmz3vjlM1oVnzrC6nr6G_guxe-mrUyXkFXTVggr9Brotj10K9yNMNYOs/s1600/headache.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504638665159016850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW77jl0CHxrnKC8G-Eilgbo7H9yaygDQeWn2TKe557eRDh-jXMEoijdTkPKXWIAQSO6wmbyLsZHxEKfCoOaUVsmz3vjlM1oVnzrC6nr6G_guxe-mrUyXkFXTVggr9Brotj10K9yNMNYOs/s200/headache.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This post is a little off topic, but that’s okay. Deciding in which direction this blog should go is not at the top of my priority list at the moment. The feeling my head has been cleaved in half by a very dull and rusty axe is. Caffeine withdrawal sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m not sure if any of you have problems with addiction, but I certainly do. To be clear, I’m not a toothless wonder hobbling down dark alleys scrounging for my next hit of crack or anything. I just have a severe penchant for caffeine. And with me, I don’t just like something, I LOVE it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctors have told me I should quit. Ha! Right. Me, the coffee aficionado, the three-Diet-Cokes-a-day connoisseur, the Excedrin extraordinaire, me? Good luck with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of conquering the universe on the wings of my violet pegasus or storming the castle with my laser-beam assault rifle, I’m loathing my very existence struggling not to give in to the temptation that is Diet Coke. Wish me luck and send me good-writing vibes. Peace. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/08/addiction-distraction.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW77jl0CHxrnKC8G-Eilgbo7H9yaygDQeWn2TKe557eRDh-jXMEoijdTkPKXWIAQSO6wmbyLsZHxEKfCoOaUVsmz3vjlM1oVnzrC6nr6G_guxe-mrUyXkFXTVggr9Brotj10K9yNMNYOs/s72-c/headache.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-5014691101416123878</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 07:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-05T00:28:25.268-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Awkward</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Discovery</title><description>Huh. I&#39;ve been ignoring this blog lately. As if you couldn&#39;t tell. No doubt a lot of you have given up on me. But for those of you special people who haven&#39;t, I give you a rockin&#39; high-five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I&#39;ve been ignoring writing altogether. Perhaps being a &quot;Writer&quot; is too much pressure. Maybe the scrutiny got to me. I don&#39;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that I&#39;ve started a new project; one that deviates wildly from anything I&#39;ve ever created before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(My blog, my rules. I can use as many freakin&#39; adverbs as I want in this post.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will continue to tap the keg of creativity and hope you&#39;ll stick with me. I promise to write more often.</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/08/discovery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-2755716137439283642</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Apr 2010 06:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T23:47:54.809-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiring</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Funny Thing Happened...</title><description>I cut my hand open today. To be exact, I was pulled into a metal door jamb by my dog and scraped two layers of skin from my index finger. And because of my awesome aversion to blood, shock set in almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZJAmoARtg4sWLzU82rmQ-hID5PCu8SxF8U0qre628-GYeeUy-LtZxWFT1skst2_SoqQdSZVhZdXiFBVWSXSYRmQ2iICE7kGF6qEaA0Z9y09qSt-psMJ1ztDUoFOCSWhMpOdcJ3ns-UGM/s1600/bandaid.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that’s right, dizziness combined with nausea and sweating in equal parts. Loads of fun let me tell you. The one thing I thought as my head tumbled between my knees in the “I’m not gonna faint” position was how am I going to type with a bum hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A startling question since I’ve been hosting an epic-scale pity party for the past two months, the theme being, “Everyone’s making it but me” complete with depression draught and procrastination pie. Maybe scraping up the layers of emotional epidermis forced inspiration to flow to the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s time to work on a new book. What do you say?</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/03/funny-thing-happened.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-5500290391104997234</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-08T16:47:54.804-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reaction</category><title>The Military Channel</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxr4gtZgywmMzdr3D0vy1Y-mHYew2fol0i-K0w6UyZFT8xXbTuWJmokAdyiVvlVARk8aslLFq62BNF1qgCADm48ikDWf0IpOKK93g44E4tgAxSlePIEKKZXkm2UoZHDLtFDg7YLLeNuEI/s1600-h/military+channel.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445473886407470370&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxr4gtZgywmMzdr3D0vy1Y-mHYew2fol0i-K0w6UyZFT8xXbTuWJmokAdyiVvlVARk8aslLFq62BNF1qgCADm48ikDWf0IpOKK93g44E4tgAxSlePIEKKZXkm2UoZHDLtFDg7YLLeNuEI/s200/military+channel.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;“Babe! Hey Hil!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! My husband calls. Time to be the dutiful wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbq-pdGWM_zEhYDS8SUUsQb0oTbIIxtKjZmKaR4ZLQMZrtbcOB63SrAb7FFOEZfdI2e1ZPs6WKLBz8wGXFdgOEA40Ac2HLCFurIyoHYtOg2J_2PXMvwdV_TDwTZNyQJ4iwEF7xe-k-1g/s1600-h/housewife.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445474051887781506&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbq-pdGWM_zEhYDS8SUUsQb0oTbIIxtKjZmKaR4ZLQMZrtbcOB63SrAb7FFOEZfdI2e1ZPs6WKLBz8wGXFdgOEA40Ac2HLCFurIyoHYtOg2J_2PXMvwdV_TDwTZNyQJ4iwEF7xe-k-1g/s200/housewife.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swishing sounds of my crinoline skirt accompany me as I prance into the family room all Lucille Ball-like. Birds begin to chirp outside and the sun shines a wee bit brighter with my entrance. This is my blog post after all. Don’t mind me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, my dearest most wonderfullest man o&#39; mine.” I hand him a plate of freshly-baked cookies while I straighten my lace apron. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Did you know we get the Military Channel in HD?” He smiles and squeezes the remote control tightly to his chest whilst squealing with delight. I might be exaggerating, but again, my blog my rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little did I know this amazing discovery of television programming would haunt me. For weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battles and more battles and then more history about battles... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw in some shows about the newest technology for blowing things up and that’s about all I’ve heard coming from the big light box hanging on the wall. Granted, explosions do sound pretty cool in Dolby 7.1, but I digress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An epiphany struck. Perhaps he loves the Military Channel because he was once IN the military. That got me thinking about writing. What if there was the Writing Channel? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would I subject him to hours upon hours of literature history programs and interviews with famous authors? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about documentaries on “the novels of the future” where we watch authors type their manuscripts and become victims of rejection? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that sounds like some quality television. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality shows like “Survivor” and “The Biggest Loser” could focus on writers pitching to agents. Hmm…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the Military Channel is annoying. Thanks for reading. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/03/military-channel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxr4gtZgywmMzdr3D0vy1Y-mHYew2fol0i-K0w6UyZFT8xXbTuWJmokAdyiVvlVARk8aslLFq62BNF1qgCADm48ikDWf0IpOKK93g44E4tgAxSlePIEKKZXkm2UoZHDLtFDg7YLLeNuEI/s72-c/military+channel.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-3690537469145073451</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2010 22:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-04T14:49:07.961-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiring</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Caught Up</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6r5eIw2XDCzL7jxx8W66f9OLDTAo3uEF5zQOAkze_SwH23cAiw1U5Cz3dfetrNVn81ZecFqPRcbxmV1eqhHR0aw2WOpZ_CGdG4Xs7CttmDwPrNxJTI4ymnTKetVwOAg5P653RpFsd5ro/s1600-h/tunnel.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444913026160488162&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6r5eIw2XDCzL7jxx8W66f9OLDTAo3uEF5zQOAkze_SwH23cAiw1U5Cz3dfetrNVn81ZecFqPRcbxmV1eqhHR0aw2WOpZ_CGdG4Xs7CttmDwPrNxJTI4ymnTKetVwOAg5P653RpFsd5ro/s200/tunnel.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever been so caught up in something that everything else vanishes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this “Tunnel Vision Syndrome” AKA “Hilary’s Personality.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are positive aspects to this, I assume. Things like completing tasks quickly and perfecting the results… but at what cost? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past month or so, my laser focus shifted to the negative and I completely dropped out of my online life. Sorry, guys. The good news is I’m coming out of it as evidenced by this blog post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a writer can take its toll. For all of your hard work, there’s no external accolade, no one there to pat you on the back save friends and family, but aren’t they just a bit biased? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m no pessimist. Pshaw! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, part of getting better is forcing my eyes to see the whole spectrum, not just the one color I’ve deigned to be my obsession. And that’s what I’m determined to do. I’ve reevaluated my goals and set them against reality. I should write for me, improve my skill for me, tell a story for me – not for the hope of becoming the next Brown / Meyer / Rowling. Delusions can seduce you then leave you bitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any thoughts on this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone sent me this quote a while ago and it cracked me up. They suggested I substitute “publication” for “truth.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The road to truth is long, and lined the entire way with annoying bastards.” – Alexander Jablokov&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t let your self-doubt become the biggest bastard. :)&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/03/caught-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6r5eIw2XDCzL7jxx8W66f9OLDTAo3uEF5zQOAkze_SwH23cAiw1U5Cz3dfetrNVn81ZecFqPRcbxmV1eqhHR0aw2WOpZ_CGdG4Xs7CttmDwPrNxJTI4ymnTKetVwOAg5P653RpFsd5ro/s72-c/tunnel.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-1700289420360022113</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2010 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-21T07:14:17.072-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Award</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><title>My First Award!</title><description>Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the Happy Award:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4XbYcXGZF8cSywriA7Bb8N-5KvE1YRpgH_Ds6z-h05RLqVQVwry8dCCUhErYGGRcXErlZx0KVYaGcGyrWNXVl8e3Jb5ej-kwwQZFCIYEHSWH6oAuxq7UqSDagMWQ_iWbXvWrTSM_Fplg/s1600-h/Happy+101+Award.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428685577884368690&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4XbYcXGZF8cSywriA7Bb8N-5KvE1YRpgH_Ds6z-h05RLqVQVwry8dCCUhErYGGRcXErlZx0KVYaGcGyrWNXVl8e3Jb5ej-kwwQZFCIYEHSWH6oAuxq7UqSDagMWQ_iWbXvWrTSM_Fplg/s200/Happy+101+Award.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, &lt;a href=&quot;http://mbsmith090801.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Marybeth&lt;/a&gt; for this honor. You rock!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As with all good and happy things there are rules attached. I’m required to tell you 10 things that make me happy and list 10 blogs that make me happy. I’m sure you’re dying of anticipation, so I&#39;ll get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 Things that Make me Happy!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Writing. (&lt;em&gt;Shocking, I know&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Singing. (&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I even get paid&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sour candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Puppy kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Snowboarding through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Going anywhere in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ketel One or Don Julio. Happiness in a bottle. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A perfectly coordinated outfit, complete with &quot;lotsa&quot; jewelry and killer shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Driving too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 Blog Friends that make me Happy!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href=&quot;http://mbsmith090801.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Marybeth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href=&quot;http://adamheine.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Adam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href=&quot;http://anxietyhell.com/&quot;&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;em&gt;funniest blog EVER!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href=&quot;http://elanajohnson.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Elana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jillianclemmons.com/&quot;&gt;Jillian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href=&quot;http://whiteplatonicdreams.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;T Anne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href=&quot;http://cindyrwilson.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Cindy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href=&quot;http://vegaslindalou.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Linda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href=&quot;http://annettefix.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Annette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href=&quot;http://ablondeandherblog.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;The Blonde &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Now bring on the champagne! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-award_21.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4XbYcXGZF8cSywriA7Bb8N-5KvE1YRpgH_Ds6z-h05RLqVQVwry8dCCUhErYGGRcXErlZx0KVYaGcGyrWNXVl8e3Jb5ej-kwwQZFCIYEHSWH6oAuxq7UqSDagMWQ_iWbXvWrTSM_Fplg/s72-c/Happy+101+Award.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-4848925075588841246</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 03:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-19T21:28:49.811-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reaction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reading</category><title>I Was a Bit Hasty...</title><description>Right about now I should be stuffing my toes in my mouth. Having just finished &lt;em&gt;Fallen&lt;/em&gt; by Lauren Kate, it&#39;s clear the logic in my last post was a little flawed. Angels can be hot. Well, obviously not all of them. The pudge-r-iffic cherubs are not in any way hot. And it&#39;s never time for androgyny. (&lt;em&gt;Yes, that was a SNL reference&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feathery attachments excluded, the book reeled me in with its disturbing setting and multifaceted characters. Ms. Kate did a fantastic job letting me, the reader, discover each person’s past. She shows, not tells, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re looking for some great dark and romantic YA, &lt;em&gt;Fallen&lt;/em&gt; is the book for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&#39;s something achingly familiar about Daniel Grigori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8mxmdtKssoIrK8ey7PSatl62albDg8SVD7S1zMoZ3HlklK7ngl94LJp-4URpUSx3tW85jjeOYYlM67ZwnV47wIAqPKld9OA7tt2ctfh0WmTnWiqsYL43zLCHepD-RD6ReV_59bZmVPjc/s1600-h/fallen.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 131px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428675833557316946&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8mxmdtKssoIrK8ey7PSatl62albDg8SVD7S1zMoZ3HlklK7ngl94LJp-4URpUSx3tW85jjeOYYlM67ZwnV47wIAqPKld9OA7tt2ctfh0WmTnWiqsYL43zLCHepD-RD6ReV_59bZmVPjc/s200/fallen.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious and aloof, he captures Luce Price&#39;s attention from the moment she sees him on her first day at the Sword &amp;amp; Cross boarding school in sultry Savannah, Georgia. He&#39;s the one bright spot in a place where cell phones are forbidden, the other students are all screw-ups, and security cameras watch every move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Daniel wants nothing to do with Luce--and goes out of his way to make that very clear--she can&#39;t let it go. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, she has to find out what Daniel is so desperate to keep secret . . . even if it kills her.</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-bit-hasty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8mxmdtKssoIrK8ey7PSatl62albDg8SVD7S1zMoZ3HlklK7ngl94LJp-4URpUSx3tW85jjeOYYlM67ZwnV47wIAqPKld9OA7tt2ctfh0WmTnWiqsYL43zLCHepD-RD6ReV_59bZmVPjc/s72-c/fallen.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-2037297876936354887</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 21:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T13:36:35.480-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reaction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reading</category><title>The Angel Thing</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo_8r33R7vW-924S6unno_PCqbxZqcu9XVcezW4SCsr3SA12xEx6kGaCFhPJr8F9_dhA58NEN1NJdaJYmqWAmoQq9uHE1w7FlhFUsZeZr0-ft4JKHLUbz5EdHRCaytxET2T2JjCN5oOAQ/s1600-h/angel.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426710110179091058&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo_8r33R7vW-924S6unno_PCqbxZqcu9XVcezW4SCsr3SA12xEx6kGaCFhPJr8F9_dhA58NEN1NJdaJYmqWAmoQq9uHE1w7FlhFUsZeZr0-ft4JKHLUbz5EdHRCaytxET2T2JjCN5oOAQ/s200/angel.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After reading &lt;em&gt;Hush, Hush&lt;/em&gt;, I got to thinking. (&lt;em&gt;Yep, that little hamster’s still going strong&lt;/em&gt;.) What’s the deal with the new angel trend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe being brought up in a Baptist household changed my perception of God’s heavenly henchmen, but I don’t think there’s anything sexy about angels. Between androgynous &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh50wBd2V51CHk070zDAEGU8VB38OHn0Zkae1xNCAuDs2DwjJFlciWrrgaRLWp7y4fKdgozBPbRc7EWNU5cXNfL4Qw9CpsWqWBfX1ZOxQrUEsG963-lb1gOgMIFf3icOzeGsQtqKRSaeeQ/s1600-h/angel.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;representations like in “Constantine” (&lt;em&gt;awesome movie&lt;/em&gt;) and the chubby cherubs seen in paintings, I don’t find hunky man-dude with feathery appendages. And about the feathers, that’s just weird. They’re like birdmen, but not. Have you seen a bird molt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard someone say that angels are the new vampires. Granted, the idea of a fallen angel makes sense due to their lack of wings and sinful nature (&lt;em&gt;and who doesn’t like a story about redemption?&lt;/em&gt;) but it’s hard for me to imagine falling in love with your guardian angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s break this down –&lt;br /&gt;1 – He’ll always be more beautiful than you with his sparkly essence and/or flowing robes of white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 – He’ll always make you feel bad for sinning, so you’d better get your guilt on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;em&gt;My internal editor just evacuated.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 – He’ll never age while you’ll continue to deteriorate. Vampires are cool because they can make you one too. I don’t see angels handing out seraph-dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flipside, the idea of sacrifice works. All I can hear right now is Sara McLachlan and it’s killing me – I’m getting there – “City of Angels” is a good example of this. Guardian angel throws away eternity to be human. Okay. I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m still creeped out by the feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I did enjoy &lt;em&gt;Hush, Hush&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/01/angel-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo_8r33R7vW-924S6unno_PCqbxZqcu9XVcezW4SCsr3SA12xEx6kGaCFhPJr8F9_dhA58NEN1NJdaJYmqWAmoQq9uHE1w7FlhFUsZeZr0-ft4JKHLUbz5EdHRCaytxET2T2JjCN5oOAQ/s72-c/angel.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-5760340094231184730</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 21:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-12T22:43:59.937-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reaction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Reading</category><title>YA Reading Fest</title><description>Over the past four days I&#39;ve read four books. Yes, four: &lt;em&gt;Hush, Hush&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Shiver&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Graceling&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Fire&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before you get all &quot;she has no life&quot; on me, you have to realize these books are unbelievably addictive. All of four engaged me, but &lt;em&gt;Graceling&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Fire&lt;/em&gt; stood out as my favorites. Both are by author Kristin Cashore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Graceling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425968847848105634&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMaJiZ-8RJOhd5xCCizn41CQ8pPC-2nz6Chyphenhyphen9RPmCm7e0ImvUi5k1PoE-xL7vceZoMUyEjSvgoDAJ-qKvfdTq7KhjogJ5QStWYP8YdkRdPupDoCCeDO6FALfDquiRMw7IdI-313HjhkE/s200/graceling.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katsa has been able to kill a man with her bare hands since she was eight—she’s a Graceling, one of the rare people in her land born with an extreme skill. As niece of the king, she should be able to live a life of privilege, but Graced as she is with killing, she is forced to work as the king’s thug. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never expects to fall in love with beautiful Prince Po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never expects to learn the truth behind her Grace—or the terrible secret that lies hidden far away . . . a secret that could destroy all seven kingdoms with words alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Impression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED it and devoured the book within hours. All of the characters breathed (&lt;em&gt;figuratively, of course&lt;/em&gt;), the plot moved at the right pace, and the writing transported me into Kristin Cashore&#39;s world. The romantic elements hooked me instantly, not to mention all the fight scenes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing debut! (&lt;em&gt;Yes, two exclamation points back-to-back. It was that good&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fire:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425969072057898802&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiPIln7qdFXfamUTMBGg8JTkd3i6SwDJgVh5Jsd_Lphq3f35LS9-rIRIqnPS1o_0HyLI3kaPK3NVlyihD4MAaynycMXyltXwP2IR1cSuSqHEhM749IOK0uEHJBfj7182ko_37AuBw6WIE/s200/fire.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the last of her kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a peaceful time in the Dells. In King City, the young King Nash is clinging to the throne, while rebel lords in the north and south build armies to unseat him. War is coming. And the mountains and forest are filled with spies and thieves. This is where Fire lives, a girl whose beauty is impossibly irresistible and who can control the minds of everyone around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Impression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story still haunts me. When I started it, I&#39;d just finished &lt;em&gt;Graceling&lt;/em&gt;, so the bar was set very high. I loved the idea of &quot;monster&quot; things -- Cashore&#39;s descriptions and ideas about her world improved from her first book. There was a more mature theme with this one, which I appreciated, and the relationships between characters were less straight-forward as in &lt;em&gt;Graceling&lt;/em&gt;. Overall, &lt;em&gt;Fire&lt;/em&gt; was a darker, more complicated book. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Impression of the Author: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has a distinct style in which she uses a repetition of sentences beginning with the same pronoun or word, most often &quot;she&quot; or &quot;the&quot;. Cashore uses this device several times in both books and it works. It seems to emphasize a growing intensity to the succession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her settings are phenomenal and I love that all of her characters have flaws. Both books do have a happily-ever-after, but not in a cookie-cutter kind of way. Sacrifices have to be made and not everyone lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sum, Kristin Cashore is now one of my favorite authors. I hear she&#39;s working on a new book titled &lt;em&gt;Bitterblue&lt;/em&gt;. Can&#39;t wait!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/01/over-past-four-days-ive-read-four-books.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMaJiZ-8RJOhd5xCCizn41CQ8pPC-2nz6Chyphenhyphen9RPmCm7e0ImvUi5k1PoE-xL7vceZoMUyEjSvgoDAJ-qKvfdTq7KhjogJ5QStWYP8YdkRdPupDoCCeDO6FALfDquiRMw7IdI-313HjhkE/s72-c/graceling.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-4655466154749601106</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 16:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-07T08:49:27.346-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reaction</category><title>Reasons Not to Get a Dog in 2010</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;In an effort to appear balanced, I would like to discuss the flipside of my post from Dec 29th: &lt;a href=&quot;http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2009/12/reason-to-get-dog-in-2010.html&quot;&gt;Reason to Get a Dog in 2010&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;So, here goes. Why NOT to get a dog:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423474175588780898&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHsiMr2r958H94tXrZal3DQxA2peeURzsOVxes2Z7JKiuKJ5lSsVX7cLcj2qb0MjVGOD34XvxdMnY2SVKyH12MMSikoKYI9NqMsCcLzwywUn_eQaI8Nq6vsWIe6JCR4ysEEUp-D9EkFNk/s200/muddy+husky.jpg&quot; /&gt;1 – &lt;strong&gt;MUD&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;I live in LA where it NEVER rains and yet, there’s mud in my yard. It may have to do with Stoli being a Husky with a penchant for digging, but wiping paws six or seven times a day plus two baths a week is a major burden. No, not baths for me. I promise I take one daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423474458951641858&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2CnXCxSJ3SjKUaKmeAoW-p7Y0U_AJpj3RfSzcHDG5D6ZmgWAf83JgEhTHtDz-nOElun1iU8RUFdSFf3rLTwb4_eXa6VR17SpWzSPLe6-0QWr8E2a_TzhNf5_F6TpSAf0MuuXOpb993MM/s200/running+puppies.jpg&quot; /&gt;2 – &lt;strong&gt;Exercise&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs need loads of exercise. If you’re sedentary (&lt;em&gt;apparently I was&lt;/em&gt;), this is a real issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423474663543114258&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOc_9A7HS1QFak3wqtIRUXSszs_krKuxmajyTm_9bqd30NYo9r6lGa8cxeyzwCC8U4PNHb6kgBkQ85hqum4jHz-ZvuIkWybcZ5Nrp8kPdBc5lxcec5NzVEnd96pfMeAkIbPI9fNkdGz7o/s200/husky+fur.jpg&quot; /&gt;3 – &lt;strong&gt;Hair&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. It’s everywhere and on everything. I thought cat hair was pervasive - its got nothing on dog hair. Vacuuming everyday and lots of sweeping / dusting / wiping is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423475388666675378&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid09A4W-0KtlhLv6zY4EnyJ_qGDQsM6wt7JvLZSvFEh4pjZxg9O3-t_23NxuemTDgarD1rEGET0DwaP3Fiz04mzJ6WGxu0EGvz7XGMpkh9hQSESepVKOW_h0w1Wil979AH6UFlwe8HzI8/s200/crate.jpg&quot; /&gt;4 – &lt;strong&gt;Commitment&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a dog is akin to having a child. It constantly needs to be watched, fed, and played with. Forget spontaneously taking off for the weekend. You need to plan for a sitter, er, kennel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423475842322437698&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJVkHvTt5nMZzW63eVj6YyZ04cvLu2tBJkaudLqpcGKmQb_Cju5THvup2JDk1hXq1qhDHSX7O3kVKV8Q88Goew74NV1yWKD6qQg8sd9FEbdH2ZgLuirzjeN9TbDM_VSF3jXIKwufKZCSU/s200/3710545142_c09e3e1fe1.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;(&lt;em&gt;yes, this is actually my dog&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great thing to be a dog owner. Ah, look at that face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be prepared before making that buying decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/01/reasons-not-to-get-dog-in-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHsiMr2r958H94tXrZal3DQxA2peeURzsOVxes2Z7JKiuKJ5lSsVX7cLcj2qb0MjVGOD34XvxdMnY2SVKyH12MMSikoKYI9NqMsCcLzwywUn_eQaI8Nq6vsWIe6JCR4ysEEUp-D9EkFNk/s72-c/muddy+husky.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-7771798952530866641</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 23:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-05T15:51:19.953-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">contests</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>CONTESTS!</title><description>For YA and MG writers, Kidlit is running a contest for the best beginnin&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcGF5I2DyiFTJGD7Xb6mL7u2SHymhCGOEioUOU6ZdpVJE4hEwGkZtdvToB9VV68gnbmuxDZtfBggILSnDC4r4j8J40UkXzM5zj3uapNrfdTiJAbohEnmAdXyW2wFH93J2vhkM8EeJY3t4/s1600-h/winner.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g of a FINISHED manuscript. Entries need to be less than 500 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click this link to read the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://kidlit.com/kidlit-contest/&quot;&gt;Kidlit Contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deadline - January 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423406987984465090&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_RvSYkuj9jYgFir6eFn21UfkbqPte0Ww6Z11diT6_8bLaGt5K05eIKHP_jccKUQJAC4ZGHYf1TJezG_dqZlmJkpfbdItIaSfqvLMtYlhgtyhjdg8bVsxzNR1dSEKTUk3vXML0W_zGBY/s200/winner.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Bransford is also having a contest for the best teen diary entry less than 500 words. Here is the link to that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.nathanbransford.com/2010/01/secret-year-teen-diary-contest.html&quot;&gt;Secret Year Diary Contest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadline - January 6th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2010/01/contests.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_RvSYkuj9jYgFir6eFn21UfkbqPte0Ww6Z11diT6_8bLaGt5K05eIKHP_jccKUQJAC4ZGHYf1TJezG_dqZlmJkpfbdItIaSfqvLMtYlhgtyhjdg8bVsxzNR1dSEKTUk3vXML0W_zGBY/s72-c/winner.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-5623759796606748946</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 19:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-29T11:59:54.785-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">reaction</category><title>Reason To Get A Dog In 2010</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRc52YwRQ-o_Cv58JRGkv5UgM9fVAJi_PdmqLY_WFJLEbvYTAa0-vgAZFToaoFZhUh51bbWwLJCYwtSv9vDXSzHjg6hr40QBpO0-E_qhzCHfVQlKAGBW0_KEmg2lwyXtxmJgM_KQzbDtU/s1600-h/Stoli.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420750322360446978&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRc52YwRQ-o_Cv58JRGkv5UgM9fVAJi_PdmqLY_WFJLEbvYTAa0-vgAZFToaoFZhUh51bbWwLJCYwtSv9vDXSzHjg6hr40QBpO0-E_qhzCHfVQlKAGBW0_KEmg2lwyXtxmJgM_KQzbDtU/s200/Stoli.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get out of speeding tickets. No, really. I know this to be true having experienced it first-hand. Wait. Why do we say “first-hand”? Or even “second-hand”? Don’t I have two hands? What if I designate one as numero uno and the other nombre deux?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, whoever came up with that lovely saying hung out with a bunch of handless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, back to the evasion of tickets. Here’s what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roll down window. Well, hit the button to lower the window.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Officer: “Hello. I pulled you over for your speed today. Do you know how fast you were going?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dog licks the officer’s hand repeatedly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “I’m really sorry, Officer. Stoli, stop it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: “Oh, no. It’s okay. I love dogs. License and registration please.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hand him my license, registration, and proof of insurance. Yes, I went over and above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Well, he certainly seems to like you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Officer pets Stoli and smiles at him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: “My LIDAR clocked you at 82. The speed limit is 55, Miss.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stoli begins to lick his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “I’m so sorry. Stoli, he doesn’t want to make out with you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Laughs. “Okay. I’ll be right back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Officer walks to car. He comes back seven minutes later and gives me back my information. Stoli returns to loving on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: “Here you go. I’m gonna let you off with a warning this time. Slow down, okay?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Oh, yes, Officer. Will do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420746930972482914&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOAMAy1wgx35e2MdgGtTdS8_fZ32sK-2w4f4nRFPJKUTnCU2SMOhufbXBR0NcEJz0k5wk3FE_sKPZf29UhkC3S8vixE9gaZ9BsymxbvIz2bYcAZ4Gc6lLhHn7vxAMP8TR19P7ljIVZZss/s200/CHP.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove away and got pulled over AGAIN for speed by another CHP. The same thing happened. Yeah, it’s awesome. You should get a dog, a cute one, if you need to clean up your driving record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2009/12/reason-to-get-dog-in-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRc52YwRQ-o_Cv58JRGkv5UgM9fVAJi_PdmqLY_WFJLEbvYTAa0-vgAZFToaoFZhUh51bbWwLJCYwtSv9vDXSzHjg6hr40QBpO0-E_qhzCHfVQlKAGBW0_KEmg2lwyXtxmJgM_KQzbDtU/s72-c/Stoli.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-443533014195198797</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-29T13:29:56.352-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiring</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Holiday Epiphany</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNvUgNzKHiXs5_cYroRbnLKjSMg1XzwBL9-2tb3NTFXICms4eOVPLqy-o3yR5exQg-EhuzVfYf1YL7vu35Dfo4mGeCC_-7NH87BcYDOKhjAY0-YL8T-h3T45CIibVRhXUJxzRlpDog_I/s1600-h/prelittree.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417566182522461522&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNvUgNzKHiXs5_cYroRbnLKjSMg1XzwBL9-2tb3NTFXICms4eOVPLqy-o3yR5exQg-EhuzVfYf1YL7vu35Dfo4mGeCC_-7NH87BcYDOKhjAY0-YL8T-h3T45CIibVRhXUJxzRlpDog_I/s200/prelittree.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my Christmas tree is up, but no ornaments adorn it. The reason, you ask? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing anything other than working on my latest project makes me cringe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obsession is fickle. Usually, by this time of year, the Carpenters Christmas album has been played a million times, the house is covered with evergreen and twinkle lights, and all of the presents are wrapped. Not this year. No ho! This year, rather, this holiday season, all I think / dream / talk about is &lt;em&gt;Summer’s End&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m pretty sure friends and family want to slip me a roofie and lock me in a closet until I come back from fantasyland. And yes, loved ones, I’ll be watching my eggnog very closely co&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSaEkravDVP_ISC2SB0HP4XFRLdi-DuRC8yofSknNHKEQ_4zPHsLwBf5ZTyyLhVkBBGMmrtPPTWOEX3L8FDMSxVbRn895YNHlNmu74qIjVvpeyh1jmLzBsFR-rxd9hN3l8EoxATKnD1w/s1600-h/eggnog.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me Friday. Just kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417564391444764498&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGmng8q0N4qFh_UzCocVPLng8gxkCVz0LpvYZaXw0AGWGCORglHkN0UQV4peB3NJESgK1pnvN_IU4cXiBGgatyD3Bc_XSO6OL5lq4UBF0QBGQd1BgDGMMJSSeJPO4VZbcNljoHaQvU_A/s200/eggnog.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or am I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the thought occurred to me that maybe my blog is like my tree. It’s set up with a few (SHINING) posts, but I’ve kind of been ignoring it. This might be a good time to slip in the cliché about the lights being on… NO! No clichés. Bad writer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in the honored tradition of New Year’s resolutions, I would like to try and decorate my blog with more (SPARKLING) posts in 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are your resolutions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-epiphany.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNvUgNzKHiXs5_cYroRbnLKjSMg1XzwBL9-2tb3NTFXICms4eOVPLqy-o3yR5exQg-EhuzVfYf1YL7vu35Dfo4mGeCC_-7NH87BcYDOKhjAY0-YL8T-h3T45CIibVRhXUJxzRlpDog_I/s72-c/prelittree.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-1233204575808882628</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-07T12:15:10.317-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">networking</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Quick Update: Autumn Made the First Round</title><description>&lt;div&gt;Over the weekend, I pitched my first novel, &lt;em&gt;Autumn Leaves,&lt;/em&gt; to Agent Shop on &lt;a href=&quot;http://musetracks.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Musetracks&lt;/a&gt;. 24 finalists, including me, will have the opportunity to have their pitches read by the awesome Kevan Lyon of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency. Cross your fingers for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven&#39;t frequented the &lt;a href=&quot;http://musetracks.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Musetracks&lt;/a&gt; sight, you should start. The four writers who run it often collaborate with agents to hold pitch sessions. They also have a great archive of author interviews. &lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 95px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412590165301166706&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFYOQRjbT63QG8ZbBHTc81CA8rHzESZ0KjfKCgWFk3sDJ0r96yLyHkIjR7QEyM3JysQ3cpfM3BPrXdG3VI1S8DkZUS8cltQG_zsEsnGp23sGKs9mRi94h6i88wbw5egIusmW7cOnIzOSA/s200/musetracks.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s all. Now back to writing &lt;em&gt;Summer&#39;s End&lt;/em&gt; and driving my neighbors crazy with constant Christmas music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hhs&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2009/12/quick-update-autumn-made-first-round.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFYOQRjbT63QG8ZbBHTc81CA8rHzESZ0KjfKCgWFk3sDJ0r96yLyHkIjR7QEyM3JysQ3cpfM3BPrXdG3VI1S8DkZUS8cltQG_zsEsnGp23sGKs9mRi94h6i88wbw5egIusmW7cOnIzOSA/s72-c/musetracks.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-1773703038017181822</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 19:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-18T11:31:00.642-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Random</category><title>Bon Voyage</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDcfPuFJqn-0nqThYR1yV3H80_VaNjs2iaZ3C4-cJOOeyldHqCuo-IuJGcbOf3QMUflDEtKpiwEafXmb7kp8UamfY9rtZ6iPb7npOJWHw146OpH0ZxEu6Fzpy-Ay6rt3S60eXo_Wsg6yE/s1600/parismorn.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405525798721193202&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDcfPuFJqn-0nqThYR1yV3H80_VaNjs2iaZ3C4-cJOOeyldHqCuo-IuJGcbOf3QMUflDEtKpiwEafXmb7kp8UamfY9rtZ6iPb7npOJWHw146OpH0ZxEu6Fzpy-Ay6rt3S60eXo_Wsg6yE/s200/parismorn.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m off to Europe for two weeks, but wanted to wish you a wonderful Thanksgiving! Eat lots of turkey for me and tons of mashed potatoes. I love me some spuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir.</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-everyone-im-off-to-europe-for-two.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDcfPuFJqn-0nqThYR1yV3H80_VaNjs2iaZ3C4-cJOOeyldHqCuo-IuJGcbOf3QMUflDEtKpiwEafXmb7kp8UamfY9rtZ6iPb7npOJWHw146OpH0ZxEu6Fzpy-Ay6rt3S60eXo_Wsg6yE/s72-c/parismorn.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-4486361818144408982</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 16:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T08:42:00.458-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Characters</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>See. Think. Do.</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWg64M_2f3uM-t4VE9hL5tEHHinFrl_bNPgV8fMzZe_mmtjxXK1RAyX8ZWo6iTdxC67CzMsjWF7RFy7ZF0KFFKoS5uAWfOUlEqYkEZD84bMRB3xXTzccD3p-Rk265yDmkI2o6mVJXXujg/s1600/piece.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404528012842520226&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWg64M_2f3uM-t4VE9hL5tEHHinFrl_bNPgV8fMzZe_mmtjxXK1RAyX8ZWo6iTdxC67CzMsjWF7RFy7ZF0KFFKoS5uAWfOUlEqYkEZD84bMRB3xXTzccD3p-Rk265yDmkI2o6mVJXXujg/s200/piece.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too long ago, a friend and I discussed how to write fictional scenes. I came up with a succinct way to explain how I do it and she encouraged me to share, so here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters see things, think things, and do things. Sounds easy, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See&lt;/strong&gt; – This is where the movie plays within my mind. The imagination wanders and I begin to construct the setting. At this point, the only sense I’m using is sight. I can see the room, the way light filters through dusty eaves, and the way a person’s face shadows. Light is huge for me. Maybe because I’m obsessed with interior design, but I always have to know how things are lit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think&lt;/strong&gt; – This is what I call, “The Flourish”. Here&#39;s where you get to dive into characters’ brains. In my latest project, I’m writing from the 1st person past perspective. I can really delve into why my MC wants something and how she feels about external stimuli. Now the other senses become paramount. For example, how the air smells of rain or how the wind whistles through the trees and how it reminds her of her childhood, first date, etc. She can touch things and taste things. All the while, I’m keeping in mind motivation. The same is true for the other characters, but I can only write down things from her vantage point. There’s a different balance with 3rd person POV, but living inside the head of every character crosses all POVs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do&lt;/strong&gt; – Characters say things and they move around to do what they’re compelled to do. It’s pretty straightforward. A woman can pick up a sword and swing it at her cheating husband. A man can smile and fire a gun. Someone might say a snappy line while they fry in the electric chair. Sorry for the violence, but it’s more fun than listing what people eat or fiddle with. Using what you know from their thoughts, you can create their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m sure you have your own theories. Of course, this isn’t the only method for scene construction nor does it have anything to do with developing plot. Plot is its own animal and I would strongly recommend James Scott Bell’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Plot-Structure-Techniques-Exercises-Crafting/dp/158297294X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1258339446&amp;amp;sr=8-1&quot;&gt;Plot &amp;amp; Structure&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for the record, I do not in any way feel I’m an expert. I just love going to writer blogs and learning something new or at least seeing something in a cool new light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many parts to the puzzle. I hope this post can give you one small piece. Maybe just an unimportant one from the edge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to tell me what you think. I’d love to read your methods and learn from you. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2009/11/see-think-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWg64M_2f3uM-t4VE9hL5tEHHinFrl_bNPgV8fMzZe_mmtjxXK1RAyX8ZWo6iTdxC67CzMsjWF7RFy7ZF0KFFKoS5uAWfOUlEqYkEZD84bMRB3xXTzccD3p-Rk265yDmkI2o6mVJXXujg/s72-c/piece.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2463117219156215185.post-271703142536285381</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T02:34:22.477-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">inspiring</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Rant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>Kumbaya, Writers. Kumbaya.</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-L_FKIZGcJYWpWQ6XA_EMPw9UySPzpdzbcKip8obLMg0ML6EdEDlE5_r-i9QlYwr_B7sAlfI9x_Q-7N8xJlE6hSDFVa4tWXIElTsdmNqTXDZ1gLdGBOqpTN6WS92pW8PYwKsRZY1R0d0/s1600-h/hands.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402953428286606290&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-L_FKIZGcJYWpWQ6XA_EMPw9UySPzpdzbcKip8obLMg0ML6EdEDlE5_r-i9QlYwr_B7sAlfI9x_Q-7N8xJlE6hSDFVa4tWXIElTsdmNqTXDZ1gLdGBOqpTN6WS92pW8PYwKsRZY1R0d0/s200/hands.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m sure you&#39;ve all heard this: &quot;I can&#39;t believe &lt;&lt;em&gt;insert NYT bestselling author here&lt;/em&gt;&gt; ever got published. Their writing sucks!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I read / hear something remotely akin to that sentiment, I cringe. Look, we&#39;ve all been scrutinized and will continue to be no matter what level of success we achieve. Shouldn&#39;t we then, as writers, try to support each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if someone relies too heavily on adverbs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if an author ends sentences with prepositions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Swifties? Big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People still buy their books. Their stories entertain the masses. Isn&#39;t that what it&#39;s all about - telling a story that allows a reader to escape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most readers won&#39;t realize if a writer &quot;breaks the rules&quot;. I didn&#39;t notice until I tried to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what if by bucking the institutionalized system, more creative freedom trickles down to all of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there&#39;s the personal aspect. Big name authors started out like you and me. They loved their characters and pined over plot, just like we do. I can&#39;t tell you how many Facebook and Twitter posts I&#39;ve seen lately of writers declaring their love for the latest manuscript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all make mistakes. There&#39;s a flaw in everyone&#39;s writing. But just as no one&#39;s face is proportionally perfect, beauty still shines on those with a good balance. Yes, even with a crooked nose or a small chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is appreciate other voices and attempt to better your own. Support each other because one day, you&#39;ll be the author other writers bitch about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, rant over. ;) &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://hilaryheskett.blogspot.com/2009/11/kumbaya-writers-kumbaya.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Hilabeans)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-L_FKIZGcJYWpWQ6XA_EMPw9UySPzpdzbcKip8obLMg0ML6EdEDlE5_r-i9QlYwr_B7sAlfI9x_Q-7N8xJlE6hSDFVa4tWXIElTsdmNqTXDZ1gLdGBOqpTN6WS92pW8PYwKsRZY1R0d0/s72-c/hands.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>