June 29, 2012

The CP Contract


My critique partners and I constantly refer to the CP contract involved when agreeing to be critique partners....but I don't think it's actually written down anywhere. To resolve any future issues that may arise, I'm typing it up RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW.

Critique Partner Contract

Henceforth and whereby and thereto....

(I'm kidding.)

Critique Partners will abide by THE CODE:


  1. No self-deprecation. You rock. Own it. I'm all for being a raging egomaniac. 
    1. But if you do have a complete ego breakdown, you will email me and I will attack you with compliments and convince you that you and your writing do not, indeed, suck.
    2. If I have to, I'll write a blog post to talk about how much I like your writing and make you shut up about your stupid problems. (*cough* Thank you, Jenny *cough*)
  2. Honest critiques only. Don't worry about egos. (Again, egomaniac.)
    1. If there ARE any hurt feelings, please refer to 1.1 and 1.2 of THE CODE.
    2. And maybe watch this vlog
  3. When there is any type of exciting development (i.e. "the call") available CPs will rally on Twitter and tweet the most awesomely hilarious .gifs in existence. (Please refer to the .gifs in this post or this one for reference.)
  4. Regarding manuscripts....
    1. CPs will laugh at all jokes.
    2. CPs will send kissing scenes as SOON as they're written.
    3. CPs will write private jokes into their manuscripts.
    4. CPs will make appropriately gushy comments about the hotness of any/all your main characters.
    5. CPs will pull out their bullshit meters to assess plot holes.
    6. If you're being obviously lazy (i.e. avoiding killing off an MC even though it's totally obvious that you need to *cough* Thanks Gina D. *cough*), CPs will CALL YOU ON IT.
  5. In general conversation, CPs will often...
    1. refer to jokes found in other CP manuscripts.
    2. declare their love for other CPs' main characters. (i.e., "DAAAAAVIIIIIIID" of Gina C.'s Last Year's Mistake)
  6. CPs will hang on to your manuscripts for safe-keeping when you're travelling.
  7. CPs will check your email for you when you are querying if you just can't deal.
  8. CPs will NEVER...
    1. say things like, "I love querying." Unless you're Marieke.
    2. allow you to give up too easily.
    3. allow you to say you suck. (refer to #1.)
  9. CPs will always be available for phone calls regarding plotting, querying, screaming, and squeeing,... and any other possible thing that needs to be discussed.
  10. CPs will always respect the time and attention of other CPs.
  11. CPs will appreciate each other's different tastes/backgrounds/strengths.
  12. CPs will recognize and appreciate their OWN tastes/backgrounds/strengths.


Basically my CPs are amazing and abide by the code of AWESOME.




June 25, 2012

Lucky 7 Meme- BETWEEN and ROOM FOR TWO!


One of my favorites, Ari Susu-Mago, tagged me in a post on her blog, which means it's time for another round of the LUCKY 7 MEME! WOO!

In case you haven't heard of it yet, here are the rules:

The Lucky 7 Meme Award Rules:
1. Go to the 7th or 77th page of your work in progress.
2. Go to the 7th line of the page.
3. Copy the next 7 sentences or paragraphs. Remember, they must be as they are typed.
4. Tag 7 authors.
5. Let them know they’re it!

So- last time I did this, I used lines from BETWEEN. Since that time, BETWEEN has gone through MAJOR MAJOR revisions, so at this time- here's what's on page 77. (You can read more about BETWEEN by clicking on the tab above.)

My eyes roam upward to the window that used to be my room. "Wiped?"
"It's gone," Adele says. "Like we never lived here."
"What about the doppelgangers?" I ask.
"I guess that's what we're going to find out," Seth says. "Shall we?"
We stand, eyes locked on the old farmhouse, and silently walk toward it.
We stop just outside where the front door should be. Up close, it’s even less inviting. I step over a circle of flowers scattered with bricks, and realize the chimney has collapsed. The vines I noticed from the field are growing into all of the windows, winding around corners and snaking through the openings. Seth pulls me behind him as he steps inside. Adele enters last.
Broken glass and shreds of paper litter the floor. I nudge a pile of scraps with my toe and recognize the blue pattern that used to blanket the lower half of the walls. Random lines of sunlight wrestle with the vines to make their way across the room, illuminating thick layers of dust on the few pieces of broken furniture that remain. Adele moves further into the house, pausing at corners and slowly peering around doorways. Seth stays with me, allowing me to lead him through what used to be my home.

AND- I'm also gonna post 7 paragraphs from ROOM FOR TWO, because I'm crazy like that.

Here's a little blurb:

As the son of innkeepers, sixteen-year-old Cooper has grown up in Bed and Breakfasts scattered across the Southeast. He's developed an impressive set of culinary and conversational skills, as well as a deep appreciation for alone time. When his parents move to Nashville, he does what he always does in new cities--begins the quest to find "His Spot." He loves meeting new people and all, but he  needs a place to sneak off to, where he can recharge and relax without worrying someone will expect him to be an expert on local history, tourist attractions, or the next day's menu. There's nothing that Cooper desires more than the perfect hiding spot. That is, until he meets Meredith.

*disclaimer: I write completely out of order. I was working on this before I got smart and downloaded Scrivener, so while this does appear on p.77, I'm sure it's not staying there. :)

Meet Cooper and Meredith!

She stops raking and raises her head. Her tanned legs look longer than usual in her cut-off jean shorts, and her gray tank top is covered in leaf bits. When she sees me, she smiles that easy, perfect smile of hers and my mind goes blank for a second. “Coop! That would be fantastic!”
“No problem,” I tell her, and slowly begin working alongside her, raking leaves into a large pile next to the steps leading into her house. We don’t talk much, but every now and then I catch her looking at me. When I do, she grins and I wink at her, and we go back to work. A half hour or so later, most of the grass in her yard is visible again. My neck and shoulders are killing me. I drop my rake and lay down right there on the lawn.
She walks over to the porch and leans her rake against the rail. She gathers her long hair in a ponytail with her hands and lifts it up off the back of her neck, and stands there for a minute before letting her hands and hair hang loose again. Without turning her head she asks, “Would you like something to drink?” 
She knows I’m watching her. “Yeah. Water would be great.”
I clasp my hands behind my head and close my eyes. A slight breeze rustles through and I open one eye to give a silent warning to the pile of leaves. I hear the sound of ice tinkling in glass and lift my head as Meredith comes down her front steps carrying a large glass of water. I sit up, bending my knees and resting my arms across them, and she hands me the glass before joining me on the ground. She stretches her legs out and rests her hands behind her, closing her eyes as she tips her head toward the sun.
I force myself to look away from her and take a big gulp of water.
It is so freaking hot out here. 

So, there you go!

As for tagging- If you want to do this, and I'd love it if you do, consider yourself tagged. And be sure to leave me a comment with a link so I can read!!!

June 4, 2012

Parenthetically...

Ok. I have learned something very important about myself in the last two weeks, guys.

I'M SUCH A BIG FAT LIAR.

I had no idea!

In my first vlog, I said something silly like- "I will never vlog again unless I absolutely have to."

LIE.

After that vlog, I got emails from one of my favorite people- Jen Meyers (@jmeyersbooks)- about the idea of starting a vlog channel on YouTube with our friends Suzanne Gale (@itsmesuzyG) and Gina Denny (@ginad129). We're all YA writers, and we decided that it'd be fun to start a channel for the four of us to post vlogs to--not just about writing, although we'll talk about that a lot I'm sure.

You should check it out! I'll post all four of our intro videos below, so you can get to know each of us and see how DELIGHTFULLY AWESOME AND ENTERTAINING WE ARE. :) We have several vlogs up already, all for your viewing pleasure. Watch them, love them, and subscribe.


Gina Denny
(She ALMOST TOUCHED BON JOVI)

Jen Meyers
(She DOES NOT MAKE HER OWN PASTA)

Suzanne Gale
(She CAN SPEAK KLINGON)

ME!
(And MY FOOT)

Other vlogs up right now include Suz's take on beta readers, Jen's reason for hating the news, and my own rant about author who overdo the self-promoting thing on Twitter. Be sure to tune in for more!