My Current WIP Set-Up {A5 Uglydori Traveler’s Notebook}

Hey Everyone,

Today I have a lovely crossover post for you. It involves planners and writing, two of my favourite things.

I recently took part in a planner swap and I got this absolutely gorgeous A5 Uglydori from Uglybug Traveler’s Notebooks. The size meant it was perfect to set up for my current work-in-progress and NaNo prep and the quality of the leather means it will hold well getting a battering in my bag.

I have set-it up around the same theme as my novel genre and added little bits and bobs that inspire me and make me happy.

I have 4 notebooks inside it, each serves a different purpose.

Notebook 1 is my WIP Bible – this contains everything I need to know about my book. Character profiles, world building, plot points, outlines, storyboard. You get the drift.

Notebook 2 is my NaNo BuJo – I have all my preptober goals set up, NaNo goals, word trackers, NaNo self care info and I will add any word crawl pieces I take part in as well as a running to-do list.

Notebook 3 is my WIP notebooks – this is where I write out scenes and pieces of actual writing that I want to include in my book but don’t have my laptop with me. Great for when I am out and about.

Notebook 4 is for Writing Resources – this is where I write more technical notes, print out copies of advice, trips, tricks and worksheets. This is a book I can keep with me regardless of which WIP I work on as the information is relevant to writing in general.

I have various sticky notes and washi tucked in the pockets along with a NaNo personal size insert that I have yet to transfer all information into.

Natalia Leigh Pretober Workbook

Link to my pinterest where all these resources can be found: Alaria Storyboard

Links to images above: The Raven Girl The Room Stack

I would love to see if you have a planner or TN set up for NaNo or your work-in-progress.

Here is a link to my writing resources.

 

Thanks for reading.

Emma-Louise x

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Preptober – It’s a NaNorific Month!

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Hey Everyone,

Preptober is upon us! Now if you don’t know what Preptober is then I am about to tell you. It refers to the month before National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) which falls in November, meaning that October is the month to prepare.

For many writer’s it is an essential month to get everything done that will help us in the quest to hit that 50k word count during November.

I didn’t take part last year as I wasn’t well so I am making the most of Preptober this year so that come NaNo I am able to hit the ground running.

I knocked up a little Preptober calender to keep me on track and i’d like to share it with you. Of course everyone prep’s differently but hopefully it will be of use to someone.

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Thanks for reading.

Emma-Louise x

First Line Friday: Flash Fiction

Today I am posting a little piece I wrote for The Fiction Cafe: Writer’s Group, First Line Friday.

The goal was to write a piece using the first line prompt and to keep it under 750 words.

My piece came to 486 Words.

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To save his own life, he would have to kill his humanity. He had managed to survive 1 year, 3 months, 2 weeks and 3 days in the new world without killing one of them, without killing anything other than game to eat.
Times were changing, now faced with the reality that he would have to kill one of them to get out of his makeshift camp.

The virus came quickly, it seemed to take hold and wipe out populations of towns within a few days. Not many people were left now. He had always watched programmes like The Walking Dead, 24 Hours, Zombieland with a morbid curiosity. Assuming that things like that would never happen but planning his survival routine. When it came down to it, of course, his imaginary plans meant very little, he had no idea how to really survive when fiction became reality.

He survived by sheer luck, catching what he could to eat, looting shops and keeping to himself. He came across the odd person or group but avoided staying with them long-term. Survivability was better when alone. Fewer people, less attraction and less weight of others to carry.

He had found a shed to camp out in a few nights ago, surprisingly in decent shape and well protected. A few minor adaptations and it was a good place to rest for a while. However, overnight a few wandering pools of rotten flesh had come past and were now banging against the only exit. He hadn’t killed one before, naively holding out for a cure he couldn’t bring himself to kill something that was once and could possibly again be human. He knew if he wanted to get out of there he would have to kill them though, he knew they would attract more. He was trying to figure out what had caused them to stay and not go past, perhaps his scent or the ashes of the old fire. Perhaps these things were more capable of intelligent thought than he first thought.

He knew there was no danger of them breaking in so he just laid there with his stuff all ready to go, the sun peered into a small hole in the ceiling and it caught his eye. He got to his feet and carefully climbed onto the old workbench. He pushed the ceiling with both hands and it gave a little, with enough force he could create a hole to climb through. It didn’t take long considering most of the wood had started to rot but there was a hole small enough to get out of.

He pushed through his backpack and bat and heaved himself up. Carefully making his way to the edge if the roof to get down without distracting the half-human creatures. He dangled down and dropped to his feet, carefully he backed away. Once he thought he was safe he ran.

Thanks for reading.

Emma-louise x

Author Guest Post: Liz Taylorson

Today I have a Guest Post from Author of The Little Church by the Sea, Liz Taylorson. Liz talks to us about Inspiration. 

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Inspired by …

Many authors draw inspiration from the view outside their study window. The rolling hills of the Cotswolds, perhaps, the Lakeland fells or a windswept Scottish beach … Ah, smell that sea air, how could anyone fail to be inspired?

The view from my desk is rather more suburban. I can see a wide patch of tarmac intended for turning vehicles but mostly used as a handy little car park by the neighbours, and a road beyond it. It’s not an exciting road, it’s a small hill that goes up towards the railway station. The most exciting things about it are the blossom trees in the spring and watching cars slide down it in the snow.

However I still spend an inordinate amount of time looking out of my window when I should be working … So other than gazing out of the window, where do I get my inspiration?

When it came to writing my first novel, the first thing I did was make a list. I love lists and pretty notebooks to write them in and I knew I wanted my story to have a wintery setting – I wanted the bleakness of the seaside in winter and I wanted the prettiness of Christmas, frost and snow. So I listed all the things that inspired me about winter – the contrast of dark nights and pretty lights, frost on the windows and flames in the hearth, holly and ivy hanging against a wood panelled wall and silver candlesticks. I listed half remembered childhood customs, songs and stories. And then I tried to imagine the kind of place I could set a story that included all these elements.

Then I came across a door. A picture of a door, in fact, an old wooden door belonging to a tiny cottage in Robin Hood’s Bay, a fishing village not far from Whitby on the North Yorkshire coast. It had a beautiful old door-knocker and a Christmas wreath hanging on it. It would be just the kind of place for wood panelled walls, silver candlesticks, mulled wine and mistletoe, but what kind of things might happen in a cottage like that?

Now I had a setting of the seaside in winter, I knew that with it would come an element of danger – high tides, storms, cold and a community that could easily be isolated by the wrong kind of weather, plenty of drama there! It gave a lovely contrast to the warmth and tradition of Christmas.

Finally I had to think about who was going to be at the heart of the story. I knew that I wanted to write about a lonely woman who had never had a full relationship with a man, so I asked myself who might find themelves in this position? The answer came quite quickly – someone with a strong belief that sex before marriage was wrong. Someone religious … a vicar perhaps? A female vicar. But why on earth would a single female vicar be living in a pretty cottage in the middle of a seaside village and not a in vicarage?

Because something had happened to the vicarage and she couldn’t live there. Something dramatic and unusual that would make a good starting point for her story, her quest to find a home and the right man to share it with … And this is where another kind of inspiration came in. I sometimes work with an author of local history books, helping him prepare his manuscripts for publication – and he had written a book about the North Yorkshire coast, which documented several cliff falls including the demise of the Holbeck Hall Hotel in Scarborough in 1993. So, what if her vicarage had fallen over the cliff?

And there you have it. The things that have inspired me – books, pictures, pretty notebooks to make lists in and looking out of the window!

Liz’s novel The Little Church by the Sea is published by Manatee Books and can be purchased from Amazon at: goo.gl/Wwr5uG  

Liz is on Facebook at @TaylorsonLiz and Twitter @taylorson_liz. She has a blog at liztaylorson.wordpress.com 

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Thank you so much to Liz who happens to live local to me, your time writing this is much appreciated. 

Emma-Louise x

Book Tour: Finding Myself by Victoria J Brown

Today I have the review for the final book in the Chaos series. I have read each of the books in this series so I was really looking forward to it. You can see my previous reviews for Holding Myself and Losing Myself by clicking the links.

Blurb…

Kat’s life has become a blur of dirty nappies and sleepless nights. She has moved into the flat above the salon she owns, alone and without Max the father of her children.

To make matters worse, Max has revealed he plans to remarry.

Constantly on edge, her babies are taking up all of her time and Max is never around to help.

Diagnosed with post-natal depression, Kat feels more alone than ever.

Will Kat be able to manage alone? Can she find hope and rebuild her life?

Finding Myself is a novel about searching for the light at the end of the tunnel

Review…

As with the other books in the series I really enjoyed reading Victoria’s latest instalment. 

Coming full circle with the trials and tribulations of Kat’s life we finally see a resolution.

Things are certainly not easy for Kat and I like the way it highlights the difficulties of having children and the fear and worries that come along with it. 

We get to see a bit more of Kat’s family and how they have also struggled with issues within their lives. 

We don’t just get to see how Kat moves on but everyone else as well. It is written really well and what I have enjoyed most about the series is that is isn’t a typical soft and fluffy story, the end isn’t about a white knight riding in on his horse. The simplest of things with Kat’s situation can be classed as a win. 

As a mother is find this sort of portrayal of motherhood so much more accurate than it is often described. 

I highly recommend this series to anyone who wants something that hits a little deeper than your average read. 

I would give this book 4/5 stars. 

Thanks for reading.

Emma-Louise x