Since I’m still drowning in unmarked papers for my class, I figure I’ll join the blog hop for today… one of these days I’ll get back to those useful posts I like writing… but it’s Friday (Friday…) so who wants to sit around and read long blog posts today anyway?

Here’s what the blog hop is: In the spirit of the Twitter Friday Follow, the Book Blogger Hop is a place just for book bloggers and readers to connect and share our love of the written word!  This weekly BOOK PARTY is an awesome opportunity for book bloggers to connect with other book lovers, make new friends, support each other, and generally just share our love of books!  It will also give blog readers a chance to find other book blogs to read! 

QUESTION OF THE WEEK:

"Do you read only one book at a time, or do you have several going at once?"

MY ANSWER:

I’m a book hopper… it’s true! I always have more than one book on the go, and it’s a habit I formed years and years ago. I don’t remember ever reading only one book at a time, to be honest. I tend to read according to my mood, so I’ll have different books for different moods.

I try to always have at least one non-fiction on the go, as well. And I’m notorious for starting a book, enjoying it, and getting highly distracted by another book and not going back to that first book for several years. Then one day I’ll get the itch, pick it up, and keep reading from where I left off.

Is that weird? I don’t know…

Right now, I’m reading: Infidel by Ayaan Hirsi Ali, Unearthly by Cynthia Hand, The Great Hunt by Robert Jordan, and a few self-help books on stress reduction. That’s fewer books than usual, in fact. Oh, and I’ve had The Count of Monte Cristo on hold for about 8 months now… I’ll get back to it soon… really!

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How about you? Do you read multiple books at a time? Maybe you only read certain kinds of books while you’re writing a certain kind of story (I’ve heard this happens too)… what are you reading right now, and if you’re not reading, why not? Writers need to read constantly, so go pick up a book!

The Raising: A Novel

by Laura Kasischke

YA Contemporary

Release Date: March 15, 2011

Synopsis:

Last year Godwin Honors Hall was draped in black. The university was mourning the loss of one of its own: Nicole Werner, a blond, beautiful, straight-A sorority sister tragically killed in a car accident that left her boyfriend, who was driving, remarkably—some say suspiciously—unscathed.

Although a year has passed, as winter begins and the nights darken, obsession with Nicole and her death reignites: She was so pretty. So sweet-tempered. So innocent. Too young to die.

Unless she didn’t.

Because rumor has it that she’s back.

My Thoughts:

I went into this one not really knowing what to expect, though I read it based on a fellow book reviewer’s recommendation. This was my first experience with Kasischke’s work, and I can say with confidence that I’ll read more of her writing in the future.

This novel is set at a university campus, with a heavy focus on Greek life. This was a bit of a turnoff for me at first, because her in Canada, Greek life isn’t really the ‘thing’ the way it is in the United States. It’s difficult for me to relate to girls enduring hazing rituals as pledges, because I can’t entirely understand why anyone would want to join a sorority or fraternity in the first place. The whole concept seems ludicrous to me, but that’s another discussion for another time… back to the book!

We begin the novel at the scene of a car accident, from the point of view of a witness. The actual story then opens several months later, and we learn that the girl from the accident died, her boyfriend has been blamed for it (but not convicted), and he’s back on campus trying to deal with her death. The problem? Other students start seeing the dead girl around campus.
The story unfolds through several avenues: Flashbacks to the year before, when the couple met, followed by present-day action. Multiple points-of-view help tell the story through different avenues, allowing the mystery to reveal itself bit by bit, and each voice is remarkably distinct. None of the flashbacks felt forced, and none of the viewpoints felt out of place (though it did take a little while for one of them to tie into the main story).

I’ll be honest: The amount sexual content in the book was off-putting, but I understand that Kasischke was trying to evoke the ‘college campus’ feel in her story (do students really hop in and out of bed with each other THAT often?! my undergrad experience must have been really sheltered…) and to be fair, none of the sex came across as dirty or gratuitous. It was extremely well written. It’s just my personal feeling that she could have done without the graphic element in several scenes.

For that matter, the writing in the entire book reads almost… peacefully, if that makes any sense. It’s like we’re seeing the events unfold through a dream, removed from the situation and taking it all in piece by piece. I don’t know how she did it, but this didn’t seem at first like the kind of book I’d want to read, and then I found myself unable to put it down. And when I did put it down, it was only for a few minutes and then I literally could not get my work done until I finished the book.

I wouldn’t say I loved it, because I didn’t. What I did love was Kasischke’s incredible mastery of tone, atmosphere, and character. The story was interesting, and I really liked the manner in which she played the whole thing out. I’ve never seen that format done successfully before, but clearly this author has the experience and skill necessary to write a book full of flashbacks and keep it moving forward at a steady pace.

Would I recommend it? Yes, but I also recognize that it’s not going to be for everyone. That said, here I am a month after finishing the novel, and I’m finding myself still thinking about it and the way the events unfolded.

I will definitely be reading more from this author in the future.

About the Author

Laura Kasischke teaches in the University of Michigan MFA program and the Residential College. She has published seven collections of poetry and seven novels. She lives with her family in Chelsea, Michigan.

I received a complimentary digital review copy of this book for review courtesy of HarperCollins Publishers and NetGalley.

I’ve posted about this little journal before, but since it’s been a long time, I thought I’d mention it again…

The First Line is a literary journal based around a simple premise: All the stories in each issue start with the same first line.

Authors are asked to submit short stories using that first line as the (duh) first line of their story, and it’s often fascinating to see how differently writers use that line and how the stories diverge so drastically from that basic starting point!

It’s a lot of fun to write with a prompt, and if you’ve never tried it before, here’s your chance!

The next first line for the Summer 2011 issue is: “We need to talk.” Submissions are due on May 1st. Don’t be put off by the ‘literary’ heading, either – they accept submissions in all genres, in an effort to make the publication as eclectic as possible.

And even better (and the reason why I’m posting), until March 13th, The First Line is offering a free pdf of their Spring 2011 issue, to celebrate 13 years of being in print!

Yay, free stuff! And if you’re thinking of writing for them, what better way to learn the market than with a free sample issue, right?

Why not give it a shot? And if you’ve read this journal before (or been published in it before), share your thoughts!

…fine. I’ll tell you. I said I would!

There were plenty of great guesses, but alas, no one chose correctly… not even my Dear Husbando, who I asked to read it and find the lie. He did a *facepalm* of his own when I pointed it out, however.

Let’s evaluate!

7 Cups of Coffee, Black

Yes, this happened. I got cut off. In fact, later that year, I drank at least that many in an even  shorter period of time (not at Pizza Hut, though) and actually passed out. Er, these were not my proudest moments as a 16-year-old. Heh. And yes, I drink it black. Any other way is unnatural, I tell you!

Chocolate Grocery Store Cake

Yep, I made this decision the day before I wrote the post, in fact. Chocolate grocery store cake doesn’t even taste like chocolate anymore, so I don’t think it counts as chocolate. It tastes like dashed hopes and bitter disappointment. *sniff* It’s just plain cruel.

The Bird (aratinga solstitialis)

Don’t worry, he’s real! In fact, he’s sitting with me right now, wrapped up in a blanket and happily preening his feathers. He’s also being unusually quiet, so maybe I should check on him… yep, he’s okay… he’s flipped on his back for a tickle, so all is good!

Traipsing Around the House Whilst Singing / Shouting / Screeching/ Exclaiming

Yes, and those who know me well know that this is not unusual behavior. Much like with my bird, if I’m too quiet for too long, people tend to come check on me and make sure I’m still alive. Needless to say, we don’t open the windows very often…

Cat That Doesn’t Like to Be Pet

This is sad, but true. She’s evil and a nightmare. We named her Caprica (after the Cylon/planet), and she’s lived up to her cruel, robotic namesake. I can only pet her if she’s asleep/almost asleep/just waking up, but the moment she realizes what I’m doing, she’ll claw me.

She’s also highly destructive and doesn’t respond to discipline (she seems to like being sprayed with water, loud noises don’t bother her, “no” means “pause until the human has glanced away”… and she’ll literally follow me down the hall and dig her claws into my calf if I walk away after telling her not to do something).

The vet actually told me once, “just say the word and I’ll get her on some meds”. Yep, the vet recommends kitty Prozac!

She’s awful… but she’s so pretty. It’s too bad, but I committed to care for her when I adopted her, so that’s that. Sometimes you draw the short straw, I guess.

That means the lie must be… what????

Here it is in the sentence: “…I regret that after graduating high school…”

Still confused? Heh. Well, I never graduated from high school.

Seriously.

“But Faith,” you’re saying, “Aren’t you teaching at a college? Didn’t you go to university?!? WHAT THE HECK?!?!”

Ahem. Yes. But, to make a long story short, I moved between provinces during high school, from Alberta to Ontario. At the time, Ontario had an extra grade level (grade 13, which has since been abolished), and I refused to do an extra year of high school when I’d come from a province where I only had one year left. So, under the assumption that I could do this and still graduate, I skipped from grade 11 to grade 13, did that year through correspondence, and applied for my diploma.

And then was told that I couldn’t graduate because I didn’t have enough credits. Even though they’d told me before it was fine to skip a grade. I said “screw it”, and applied to a local college on the strength of the grades I did have, and they let me in anyway. w00t w00t! So it’s not like I’m a dropout or anything, I just got screwed by the system and had to work around it.

Thanks for guessing!!!

Nice try, everyone! I admit, that was really hard… but I’ve had a lot a fun going through others’ posts and trying to guess too, and it’s been great to see how creative we all got with it!

Here’s to Crusading, and if I haven’t made it over to your blog yet… I’m sorry! I’ll get there soon! Still working my way through the list… how about you?

Ack! I’d wanted to post the “lie reveal” from the previous post today, but my lecture took longer than expected to write, and my students’ first paper for me is due tonight at 6:30pm and I’m getting all kinds of wonderful emails saying things like “I’m not done, can I have an extension?” and “Can you look over my thesis and see if it’s good so I can write my paper?”

…*blank stare*…

…*crickets chirping*…

Yeeeah, it’s 3pm right now. Can you see how impressed I am?

This is me right now –>

Well, without the baldness, or spaceship, or, you know, being a guy. But still.

Needless to say, I’ll be back tomorrow with the truth. You’re going to throw things at me when you find out.

Okay… I’ll give it a go. Rachael’s first challenge for us is a bit of a “getting to know you” exercise, where we’re supposed to include:

• - one secret
• - one lie
• - one interesting quirk
• - one annoying habit
• - one of your best character traits
• - one of your favorite things in the whole world

…and there are specific words we need to use in the post (can you catch them?). I’m going to approach this in a free-writing style, and see what happens… this should be interesting…!

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Not to bloviate or anything, but I once drank so many cups of coffee so quickly that the waitress at Pizza Hut literally cut me off. Yep, that’s right… she refused to serve me any more coffee. I’d had this goal of drinking as many coffees as there were creamers in the dish on the table (typically 8), and I don’t remember how far I  got… maybe 7? I don’t actually put creamer in my coffee, mind you, I drink my coffee black: Unadulterated, the way God intended. Er, though if you took that analogy all the way, someone might ask “why don’t you just eat the bean?”

Cover it in chocolate and I’m happy to.

Speaking of chocolate, which leads me to think about cake, I’ve recently realized that I hate the taste of fake chocolate in those grocery store cakes. If you ask me whether I want a chocolate or vanilla slice, I’d actually prefer the vanilla… but everyone always thinks I want chocolate. I think maybe the recipe used to be different? I know they changed the icing, and now it’s so disgusting I don’t even want to eat it anymore. But I have reputation as a cake-a-holic, which for some reason I feel I need to maintain… but what if I’ve decided I only want to eat good cake from now on, not this $9.99 grocery-store bakery slab cake garbage?!?!

Yeah, yeah, I know, white whine. My cat whines a lot. So does my bird, who is thankfully not a fuliguline creature (nor is he like one); rather he is an aratinga solstitialis. Also known as LOUD. Which means he fits right in with my family, since I have a habit of traipsing around the house whilst singing / shouting / screeching / exclaiming at the top of my lungs. It’s a wonder the neighbors haven’t complained. Of course, it also makes things difficult for my poor Husbando, who is trying to run a business during the day.

Technically so am I, but “run” and “work” are looser terms in my book. I tend to shift from location to location throughout the house, lest I become restless. Kind of like a rabbit, or other small woodland creature.

I’ve always loved animals. Sometimes, I regret that after graduating high school I didn’t apply for a science program with the intention of working in the animal behavior field. It’s one of those things I’d be willing to give a shot at in the future, if we came into a large sum of cash (haha) and I found the time & energy. Second career, maybe? I’d also love to start an animal rescue in my backyard, but El Husbando keeps shooting that one down. He’s not even willing to let me start a home zoo… what nonsense! I can fit a pot-bellied pig and at least one zebra in my kitchen, easy. 

And with that, I’m off to brave the blades that are my cat’s claws. She doesn’t like to be pet, but I like to pet her, which makes for an interesting relationship… so, until next challenge, write with passion, and tell me… can you spot the lie in this post?

Good luck! I’ll post the answer in a few days if no one gets it.

I have a quick little review for you today… short ‘n sweet!

The Mysterious Lady Law

by Robert Appleton

Steampunk/Romance eNovella

Release Date: Jan. 31st, 2011

Synopsis:

In a time of grand airships and steam-powered cars, the death of a penniless young maid will hardly make the front page. But part-time airship waitress and music hall dancer Julia Bairstow is shattered by her sister’s murder. When Lady Law, the most notorious private detective in Britain, offers to investigate the case pro bono, Julia jumps at the chance—even against the advice of Constable Al Grant, who takes her protection surprisingly to heart.

Lady Law puts Scotland Yard to shame. She’s apprehended Jack the Ripper and solved countless other cold-case crimes. No one knows how she does it, but it’s brought her fortune, renown and even a title. But is she really what she claims to be—a genius at deducting? Or is Al right and she is not be trusted?

Julia is determined to find out the truth, even if it means turning sleuth herself—and turning the tables on Lady Law…

My Thoughts:

Steam technology, murder, and a touch of romance all combine together to make this a diverting & fun little novella set in Victorian England. When a young airship waitress/music hall dancer arrives home to discover her sister has been murdered, she’s even more surprised when Lady Law–Britain’s most notorious and successful private detective–offers to take the case for free. Against the advice of a young Constable (who seems to take more than a professional interest in our heroine), she accepts Law’s offer .

Between attacks on the heroine, Law’s unnaturally quick resolution to the mystery, and a budding romance, the story presents a decently entertaining steampunk read, if a bit too short for the scope of the story.

I found that character development was a bit light–a result of the story’s length, no doubt–and at times I had difficulty following the action. The description of places and things were a bit muddled, which made fight scenes a bit confusing as I couldn’t quite picture what was happening. I also didn’t think that one scene in particular (near the end, as our heroes attempt to learn what Lady Law is really about) was necessary… a bit gratuitous and out of place. I still can’t figure out what possessed the author to throw it in there.

That said, it wasn’t bad and it made for a nice, light, Sunday afternoon read, and I appreciated the author’s efforts to include plenty of steam technology even within the shorter framework of the story. And at Carina’s very low price point, it’s more than worth the entertainment!

About the Author

Visit Robert Appleton’s website to learn more about him & his (extensive amount of) work!

http://www.robertappleton.co.uk

Book was provided for review courtesy of NetGalley and Carina Press.

Forgive me if I sound a bit rant-y in this post, it’s nothing against anyone personally. But I have a point to make to the generation below me. Maybe you’ve run into instances like this, or other writers who have this attitude:

“All those guidelines don’t really matter, right? Everyone basically wants things the same, it’s not like they’re going to care where my margins are or what font I use. They’re not really going to reject me / take away marks (in a competition) / etc.”

Oh, really?

Then why do you think they wrote up all those guidelines in the first place?

Let me explain why I’m a little bit ticked off today.

As some of you know (if you’ve been around the blog a little while), I’m currently teaching English Composition at a local college. It’s a class of first years (and some seniors who avoided taking the class until now), and I’m supposed to teach them how to write research papers / other forms of academic writing, and do it well.

Last night I spent 45 minutes talking about formatting bibliographies and citations. I could have spent a lot longer… if you’ve ever picked up a Turabian, you’ll know what I’m talking about. Forty-five minutes really isn’t that long.

I talked about all the different rules that go into formatting different types of sources: Books, articles from books, journal articles, webpages, ebooks, yada yada yada. Where the period goes when you cite an article versus where it goes when you cite a reference listing. Where the commas go. Where the quotation marks should sit, and which aspects are capitalized and which are not.

There are many rules, but they’re based on an international standard of formatting. We use this across the globe, so that we can understand each other and share information easily. Imagine the chaos if we all wrote bibliographies in different ways! It would be much more difficult to find the information you need, let alone make sense of the information.

So after spending all this time talking about bibliography formatting, and pointing out that one of their texts (the Turabian) had plenty more rules, a student raised his hand and asked:

“All of these things are pretty much the same, right? Like, we’re not going to lose marks if we—”

Yeah, I stopped him right there. YES, YOU ARE. I’ve told you the rules, and you are not the exception. You cannot claim ignorance. Why do you think I spent all that time explaining the rules, and make the citation book a required course text?

They will lose marks for a period in the wrong place. For capitalizing “ed.” in a bibliographic entry. For forgetting a comma. Because those are the rules, and I (and academia) have asked you to follow them in order to be a part of what you are studying.

In the same way, when you enter a contest, or send in a query, or even send off a manuscript to a critique service, you must follow the rules. They are there for a reason. You are not the exception, and you will lose marks in a competitive situation or be immediately rejected by an agent / market if you haven’t bothered to follow their guidelines.

Doesn’t matter how great your story is. If you don’t follow guidelines, you will not succeed.

You are not the exception.

Follow the guidelines. Follow the rules, no matter how trite or pedantic. Prove to your evaluators, whether a professor or a short story market or a literary agent, that you mean business and you can cooperate with others within your field.

If you don’t?

You’ll get back a pile of red-marked sheets or a “no, thanks” every time.

Rules and guidelines for writing are there for your benefit. Prove to the world that you can listen, understand, and follow direction.

You’ll be surprised how quickly your feedback changes for the better.

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Have you run into authors like this before? Writers who seem to think they’re above playing by the rules?

Or maybe you were like this as a student and know better now… maybe you’ve noticed that the younger generation often thinks this way (not everyone, don’t start crying foul!).

Or maybe you’re still not sure why following guidelines is such a big deal?

Want to boost that online presence?

The lovely Rachael over at Rach Writes… is doing it again! She’s holding a platform building for writers who are looking to make more connections with each other and build up their online platforms.

The first Crusade ran last fall, and now she’s running it again!

What does being a Crusader involve? The original post is here, but in a nutshell, it’s this:

• support from & connection with other bloggers & aspiring authors
• writing posts & articles on our blogs that correspond with Crusade challenges
• “paying it forward” by helping each other build our platforms (through following, commenting, etc.)

The length of this Crusade runs from now until April 30th. If you join in the fun, I can almost guarantee your posts will have more comments, you’ll make new friends, and find yourself even more aware of how your writing platform has an impact on your public personality.

It’s fun! Follow new blogs, get new insights, meet new people in the same boat as you!

And there’s guaranteed to be plenty of silliness along the way.

Go post here to join the Crusade! See you there…