Hamster Pages & otherwise brilliant ideas

The new year is just around the corner, 2019 swooshed by in a blink. I’ve named 2020 the year of the Twin swan and I’m really looking forward to it. So when this month of saying goodbye to the old year (& other festivities) is over we’re stepping into a magic year.

And what better way to celebrate than getting yourself a new bullet journal!

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(I love Tigerrrrrs)

See: year of the Twin Swan for A Reason (first page in shiny new bullet journal).

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Pretty n’est pas? (French for “isn’t it?”)

I already formulated some goals I want to work towards, and SURPRISE, a lot of them are writing goals. Finish two stories, query novel before my birthday, get rejected, to name a few. I set aside room in my journal for agent research and otherwise brilliant ideas and marked the pages with Maki and Hamster washi tape because I need all the encouragement I can get.

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Have a happy month!

Life’s a Prompt

I was unsure what to write on my blog, but words came anyway. Hooray for words coming out of nowhere! It’s a little bit funny that I have no ideas to blog about, but have zero trouble thinking up story ideas. They are everywhere, because life’s a prompt. Just this week:

  • My friend’s cat ate a bunch of LEGO blocks which were perfectly recognizable on the X-ray. It was not a suicide attempt, we think. (picture book: Sad Cat went back to bed)
  • I was tinkering in my shiny new bullet journal for 2020 and realized a Swan-drawing is a two, so next year is the Year of the Twin-Swan, meaning double magic, of course. (Mulan meets The swan princess in this fantasy middle grade).
  • My youngest turned 9 and got a metal-detector for his birthday. We discovered a buried space ship in our tiny garden. It can also be a pipe, but that’s less cool, so it isn’t. (middle grade! Dad thinks it’s a pipe, but Simon knows it’s not)
  • I went to an art –reading and discovered a break-up letter can be a work of art. Also: there have been many women who were artists and were forgotten by history (or ignored). What if there’s a secret society they belong to and they secretly recruit new talented female artists. (Ya, contemporary mystery. Da Vinci code drenched in paint.)
  • I baked a lot of cupcakes and a drip cake which looked awesome, but transformed everyone at the party into the nine year old version of themselves. It turned out to be a cool party, but who is going to tell them the party is over? (creepy creepy MG)

See? Ideas are the easy part.