Author Archives: Natasha Hoar
The internet is grand, and social media is engaging…but it can’t hold a candle to nature.
Take my lunch companions today. This pair of crows calls our local park home. I’ve seen them chase off a coyote, scold off-leash dogs, and sing to each other from across the parking lot. They’ve also apparently figured out that my car means an easy meal.
I’ll admit – I love crows, so I regularly leave bits of bread crust out for this pair. But today I was apparently a little stingy with my offerings. Just as I was settling in to catch up on my emails, one of the pair cawed to get my attention, tucked his head, and gave the most charming rolling cluck. I swear he practically batted his eyelashes.
And when I only gave a few more tidbits? Well, then not only did I get another rolling cluck, but his partner cuddled up to him, tipped her head, and turned on the charm, too.
My gingerbread cookie didn’t stand a chance.
I could bemoan the fact that I didn’t reply to emails, or touch base with folks on Twitter or Tumblr. But I won’t. It’s not every day that I have such delightful lunch mates.
How about you? Have you had the opportunity to log off from our electronic ‘essentials’ and tune into the natural world?
The thirty second installment of urban fantasy/paranormal romance author Natasha Hoar’s vlog!
Today I discuss the power of taking a day to be as grumpy as you want to be, instead of letting that feeling linger (especially when you’re grumpy over not making it to Comic Con…again).
Episode one of my voice over/voice acting vlog! Today I discuss the issue I have with being taught how to be ‘authentic’ on social media, and the joy of Pinkie Pie’s laugh.
Vlog thirty one – whoot!
Today I discuss Fan Expo Vancouver 2013 and the power of (cos)play.
The thirtieth installment of my vlog! 30! Whoot!
This is a ‘special edition’ vlog – which is a nice way of saying a bjd box opening video for my Bobobie Lucky, Elphaba. ;D
And it doesn’t get any less scary once you have a book or two under your belt. So just hit that sucker. Hit it good.
Before we go too much further into 2013, I need to get a few things off my chest.
Thank you to everyone who has thus far supported my dream of being a writer through purchasing my books. It is my most sincere wish that this is the year your dreams are generously bolstered and encouraged.
Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to share their thoughts about my work on their review sites. I don’t comment on them (it’s become a huge no-no for authors), but I do read many of them. As does my mom.
Thank you to everyone who has said that they can’t wait to read more of my work. On days when I felt like I was the worst possible writer in the world, incapable of stringing together a sentence, let alone a plot, your amazingly kind words kicked my self-pity-soaked brain in the tush.
Thank you to my friends and family for all of your encouragement, especially Dad. I believe that heaven has a special place reserved for the fathers of writers. After listening to us whinge and whine (all the while making seemingly endless cups of tea), they deserve it.
Thank you to my editor, and everyone at Carina Press who has championed my books. Yes, I’ve said thank you before. And I’ll keep saying it, because I appreciate the work you all do.
Here’s to a great 2013. Huzzah!
It’s no secret that trying to write the third Lost Souls book has been like trying to pull teeth…from a T-rex …using nothing but a piece of frayed dental floss. Every time I’ve come close to thinking I have it ready to fire off to my Editor Extraordinaire, something unravels and falls to messy, goopy pieces (this is actually a huge compliment to said Editor Extraordinaire – it’s her ‘EVERYTHING for a reason’ technique that is revealing these sinkholes). I’ve pulled it apart, sewn it back up, added, deleted, cried, threatened, offered to write more naughty scenes (no takers. You’d be surprised what a gentleman Janus is)…
Messy. Goopy. Pieces.
Bear with me. Sometimes when you can’t see the wood for the trees, you need to paddle a canoe down the rapids to clear your head. The way I see it, the frenetic pace – and stipulated deadline – of NaNo is just what I need to get my inner editor out of the way, and clear the creative pipes, so to speak. My hope going into this exercise is that I’ll be able to reach the end of the month with a few useful revelations, to use in tackling LS3. Sans goop.
Thing is.. it turns out the revelations have started arriving a little sooner than anticipated.
See, on the drive home from work I was listening to Crispen Freiman’s podcast on voicing villains (in cartoons, games, etc). While he was discussing how villains are essentially all wounded or scared, my mind sort of drifted to the lead villain in LS3. And it hit me-
I’d imported the lead villain from another story, and tried to get her origional back story – her wound – to fit the Lost Souls universe. And it. Wasn’t. Working. This story’s villain was simmering beneath the import. She needed to be allowed out, to have her own way, cause her own havoc – feel justified in taking on Rachel because of her own unique wound.
So, am I abandoning NaNo to dive back into LS3? Short answer – no. I’m making notes, and sticking with this month’s plan. After all, I want to stay sans goop.
And I really want to earn my first ‘NaNoWriMo’ t-shirt.
***Part of the NaNoWriMo madness this year? If you’re looking for a another writing buddy, feel free to look me up under user name ‘NatGreyAngel’.***