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2020 writing update!

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Hey! How’s it goin’? Good I hope!

Rare and twisty writing recap /update:

On the 16th it’ll be Off My Feet and Crash Kitty’s twin 6 month anniversary. (Just like with our babies we count in months at first). I published them this June! Time flies! Days slip by like (something clever) on a banana peel. Seriously, gimme something clever to put in those brackets.

I applaud those who have done #Nanowrimo this year, whether they attained their goal or not.

I did it last year, first time and last, tyvm. I had rushed to finish the first draft of a dystopian novel so I could try the “Nans” (I’m calling it that. Fuck it.) December 2019 comes, i put the Nans project aside and I start editing said dystopian. Then I received Crash Kitty from my editor. So I stopped editing and gave CK a last sweep, sent those with OMF as ARCS to my amazing sci-fi kitty team, and then decided to edit my Nans project “Dead Gretchen” instead of going back to the dystopian. Whiplash yet? Lol. And so I’ve been editing DG all 👏🏼 fekking 👏🏼 year 👏🏼. I still am, 6-7 days a week. I’m halfway through what should teeechnically be my “last” big edit.

I’m an indie author, but I’ll be querying DG. While I query, I’ll be editing the dystopian—a stranger to me now. I’m very excited. And so, I feel like my work is a pile of worms, everything overlapping and intertwining soft and swift. Where’s the tail? Where’s the head? It’s bananas and it’s also fun.

That’s my sort of cumulative writing update since November last year. If you read this far and can make sense of this mess, free hug for you!!!!

If you’re a writer of the words—How’s your writing year going? I hope it’s going good.

💋Bisous (little kisses) my friends! Thanks for being awesome 🖤

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Kissy Scenes

“…𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵. 𝘈 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘴: 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢.
𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘐 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘬𝘦.”

OFF MY FEET excerpt 💋
(Go here for blurb and synopsis!)

It’s soooo hard choosing a quote from my own books. Something solid enough on its own and that won’t spoil anything… I spent way too much time trying to find something for you, I settled for kisses 💋💋💋

👁‍🗨 Let’s talk kissy scenes. In what book have you come across your favourite? Which ones gave you butterflies?


🖤

Hope you’re having a good day, being kind, keeping an inner eye out for implicit biases and weeding them out. It’s a work of awareness and it’s constant and scary but also intensely satisfying. Growing hurts but it’s still the very best thing for us and the world we live in.

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Topaz now in Paperback

“𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙸 𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎.”

𝚃𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚣: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕 & 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚑𝚎𝚖

All ages quirky dystopian high fantasy quest 🙌🏽

Dear friends, Topaz is now available in paperback! It’s exactly the same as the hardcover on the inside — map, moth pages, glossary — and it’s available everywhere online ! Voilà!! Tis done and i’m happy that this option is out there now!

I hope you are all doing wonderfully!
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Topaz Fun Facts : Inspiration

When we write, whether poetry, short stories, or novels, inspiration can come from anywhere, at anytime, and an urge to get to a piece of paper, a computer, a laptop, or often for me, the notes app, pushes us forward almost uncontrollably. Because we know the idea can slip away as easily as it came. We have to get it down, asap.

A gentle place where inspiration often comes is while journalling. Some years back, I was on a creative “diet” prescribed in Julia Cameron’s “The Artist’s Way”. It was during the reading and carrying out of the activities in this workbook that I finally decided to take the plunge and write a novel, because even though I’d been writing forever, I’d never given myself that permission. She helped me realize I actually wanted to, and that I could go ahead and just do it.

Now any parent can understand that it’s hard to keep routines such as morning journalling, yoga or meditation with the busy life that comes with having kids. I try to journal somewhat regularly now, but when I chose to write Topaz, I was very disciplined.

The idea for the book had come from the page itself. The inspiration for Mirth’s whiteness was the whiteness of the lined paper I was writing on. (I journal longhand in the ugliest spiral notebook I can find. If it’s too lovely, I can’t bear to mark it with my messy scrawl.)

The idea of the belly button portal to another world, and also the idea of the orbiglass worlds, was taken from a story I wrote in my twenties for a graphic novel called Gravitée. You can say I stole my own idea. It was a project that never got past some sketches and minimal research.

The main idea of the graphic novel was that of a society de-evolved to the point that everyone had claws and tails, and a small community of rebels were left with old clues from their deceased astrologer ancestors to help them save their world after the earthquakes. Saved, that is, from the charlatan priests that led them and took advantage of fear and ignorance to pretend the gods needed appeasing. Gravitée was the name of the main character, who is now Topaz, and in her “umbi-pit” world she would meet a a guide, who became Mallo. The original idea was that the the center of the universe was in her navel. It was inspired by an expression in French “le nombril du monde” which is usually negative, implying someone thinks they are the center of the universe. In this case it was true. She was the centre.

Topaz’s premise is completely different, one of a girl who sets off from an absurd dystopian society in search for authenticity and happiness, but the magical components of Gravitée fit her like a glove.

Never throw out old ideas! Who knows when they can be of use. Like a box of sewing scraps, you can explore it and find lace to add to a hem, or fancy buttons to sew down the front of your home-made garment.

Have you ever salvaged old ideas, whether with writing or otherwise? Tell me in the comments!

Have a good week! 🖤

See: https://rachel-tremblay.com/books/topaz/ for info on this high fantasy!
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the color market

“I slid rapidly down the dark burrow to the threshold of the sub-plains where the color market lay, and landing with my feet firmly on the hard ground, brushed myself off as I stood to look around the poorly lit surroundings. The color market was like a tiny village, spread wide to house workshops, vending stations, and Tintors’ homes tucked away like small caves along the hollowed veins of its circuitry. The only light came from candles and the bioluminescent chubbiness of flightless flaptoot byrds perched on the leafless branches of small, dead trees scattered about.”

 

Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem

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the smell of home

“Glancing around the warm, rustic room, I fed the deepest part of my lungs with the smell of home and smiled. It was finally time to say goodbye.”

click here for more info on the novel  Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem

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quaking of their gossamer

“Every one of her hundred selves began to laugh, to scream, sobbing, speaking out all at once, saying everything that had been stuck inside for so many starlaps, vibrating with emotion until the quaking of their gossamer made it impossible to decipher their individual shapes.”

Topaz: The Truth Portal & The Color Mayhem