Wednesday, March 16, 2011

People keep sneaking in...

Each week, YA Highway hosts Road Trip Wednesday, a blog carnival in which contributors discuss a topic on their blogs and invite readers to do the same.
This Week's Topic:

Who have you written into a book? Be honest.

Ooooh this is an interesting one and something i'm wary of doing. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. recently, after much begging, i used my sister's names in a story but only as secondary characters who are completely unlike them - apart from being nice. The closest i've come is when a doctor friend (was my bridesmaid actually) treated my daughter in emergency (We live in a city of 2 million and she was on call at 3am in a public hospital - it IS a small world). My next story had a wonderful, kind doctor with her name.

Usually i try to steer away from real people but I think it's impossible really. A part of me is in every character and they are influenced by the people i know and love/dislike.

What about you?

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

I wanted to be like...

Each week, YA Highway hosts Road Trip Wednesday, a blog carnival in which contributors discuss a topic on their blogs and invite readers to do the same. This week is in tribute to the release of Kirsten Hubbard's book Like Mandarin.

From Kirsten:

In Like Mandarin, 14-year-old Grace Carpenter would give anything to be like 17-year-old Mandarin Ramey -- the bold, carefree wild girl of their small Wyoming town. Many people I've spoken to experienced that sort of longing as a teen -- a longing to be like someone else. A friend, a sister, a celebrity, an acquaintance, a cousin, a teacher or, as in Grace's case, a girl you thought had no idea you existed. I know I did!

This Week's Topic is:


Wow, this topic strikes at a timely moment. As a teen, there were two people i wanted to be 'just like'. The first, my oldest sister. At 11 years older she was all growned up and seemed to know everything (still tells me she does) yet she still took time to hang out with me. Me!

But that had been the same since I was born.

When I was 13 my mother re-married and we moved into his house. My two older sisters lived out of home by then, as did his two sons. But his daughter... At 9 years older than me and the complete opposite of me (super-cool, dropped out of school to work, did i mention super-cool?) she had the type of personality that made a shy, awkward teen want to hide in a corner. But she didn't let me. We became friends and she talked to me about her problems (I'd like to think I was wise... LOL) and told me about her big nights out. Sigh. I felt confided in and special. Even when she moved 13 hours away I would go to stay with her in my holidays. Sadly, we lost contact when my mother passed away and I got married. Thanks to the wonders of the internet we've been catching up a little recently and I was floored to learn yesterday that she is very ill. Her kids aren't even grown.

So, I'm happy to say proudly, when I was a teen one of the people I would have given anything to be like was my step-sister.


Who did you want to be?