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Day 5: 12 Days of Blogmas

Mairy Hairy Blogmas, minions!

d30d33f753a349f4b95f2e072cce11c7Today is a special post. I’d like to share an old prompt that was a result of my attempt at a prompt sharing group. It worked well for a few months, but I got busy and it was hard to keep a schedule for writing new material while still in school. Anyhoo, this prompt highlights Rule #2 of Prompts: A Picture is worth…at least 500-2500 words.

The old saying rings true as evidence of why pictures make easy and effective prompts. During my (third) residency at Carlow, with the aforementioned Janice, I became obsessed with her prompts, which we took part in at the end of every workshop.

One day, she had printed out simple, but elegant pictures for us to choose, ranging from a chair with peeling paint (I chose that one and it didn’t make the final draft of Dollhouse Daughter), a praying mantis, a beach. All of the photos were simple, straightforward and provided a way to tell the story by providing you with a visual cue to begin with. Again, like with the beginning sentence prompt, it allows you some guidance in that you will have to use what is physically shown in the picture, i.e. if it’s a green praying mantis you can’t describe it as purple. Yet, it also allows you to shape a story around one image, which to some authors is how a story begins.

The prompt below is a reaction to a photo of the Khao Luang caves in Thailand. (Picture below) And the short story is tentatively titled, “Heritage Honeymoon”.

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“Dakota!”

My voice bellowed through the cavern, echoing at least four times before the copycat was no more than a whisper. A flock of tropical birds fluttered through, chirping to each other in a whirlwind of vibrant colors. Dakota had the spare batteries in his pack, while I wandered in the darkness of Thailand’s largest national park with a lighter and my dead flashlight.

The last time I saw him, he shoved his way through some thick foliage covering one of the cave entrances that popped up along our trail. Some people take their honeymoon to Mexico or the Bahamas. Dakota wanted to explore his heritage after 25 years of Americanization by taking a two-week backpacking trip through the national parks of Thailand.

Now, when I say national park, it isn’t a tourist stop with a light helping of nature. With the exception of our elusive tour guide Aran, who lived in one of the nearby villages, we were alone in our travels through the uncharted rainforests. I tried persuading Dakota towards the cozy resorts a few miles away in Hiu Hin, but he was determined to “rough it.” With the extra-tall backpacks filled to the brim with the survival necessities, we had set out last Saturday for our epic adventure.

Epic may have been a hasty definition of our journey when Dakota left me soaking wet in the afternoon rain outside an unmapped cave. My slicker felt like twenty pounds with the amount of water it had absorbed. I peeled it from my skin as I checked out where Dakota had led me. Once I had maneuvered through the narrow passage, I found myself in one of the illustrious Khao Luang caves. Enough sunlight filtered through the ceiling openings that I didn’t need a flashlight to see after all.

There was a lofty set of stairs in front of me, so steep that all of the loose stones had fallen to the bottom stair. I kept walking, hoping the sun’s warmth would dry my button up shirt and cargo pants, which were only slightly less drenched than my coat.

“Dakota Finnston, where are you?” I yelled, hoping he wasn’t far behind.

My black hair swept in front of my eyes when a blast of warm air rushed passed, reminding me of home. I was born in Kihei, Maui, my little slice of heaven, and I had left it six years ago for Dakota to pursue his dream of hiking every national Park in the United States. As a financial advisor during the week and hiking enthusiast 24/7, Dakota took me along for the adventures hoping I would catch the “nature bug.” I comply because I love him, but it’s just not my style. He’s the one built for the outdoors—tan and muscular with energy to spare.

I followed the staircase as it looped around making a bridge across the spacious chamber. On the other side, I heard shuffling coming from the right, and I hesitated before entering the next room. Scattered around the floor were a congregation of Buddhas. The tiny, globular statues hugged the wall made of various material and decorations. I spotted a few statues that reached several feet in the air, some even jeweled or gold-plated. The entire cavern was filled with candles that illuminated what appeared to be a petite shrine. Dakota told me these shrines would be popping up, but I had no idea they would be so beautiful. Somehow my concept of Buddhism did not include the wonder of nature even after Dakota insistent teachings. I had always assumed vanity was not a big concept for this particular faith.

I still hadn’t found Dakota, and the noise I heard earlier grew louder in the minutes that followed my entrance into the Buddha room. What nerves I had being left on mine own were shaken quickly into fight or flight response complete with racing heartbeat and weak knees.     Turning the corner slowly, I discovered a secret alcove to the shrine that an ornate statue had been tucked away from the main area. The man stood with a burnt orange robe covering his back, and a soft chanting echoing and the shuffling that I had heard earlier was the man switching from a kneeling position to a standing one. He must have done that motion twenty times since I first heard him.

“Sir?” I asked. “Have you seen a tall, American about 6 foot 3 with green eyes and a large red backpack? I lost him about a half hour ago.”

The chanting continued. My frown deepened as he treated me like one of the many statues posted around the cave. The nerves turned to anger at my unanswered question. My husband was missing and the only person in sight was this monk, who couldn’t do more than mumble to a stone face.

“Hello? I said I lost someone. Can you speak English? I think Buddha can wait. I just need to know if you’ve seen my husband.”

I felt my face burning in frustration until the man finally faced my complaints with a serene disposition. He removed the satin hood and a familiar head of lush black hair popped out, followed by my husband’s face locked in anger until he met my eyes. The shock on my face caused Dakota to fill the room with his boisterous laughter—all at my expense.

 

Find a picture, ask a friend to pick one for you, and share the results with me. I would be happy to post one on the blog.
Happy reading/writing!!

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Bringing Characters to Life: Your Book As a Movie

Every writer has done it at one point or another. Even without meaning to, we all imagine what it would be like to see our story, our characters, our heart on the big screen. It typically happens after the book is out in the world, published and gathered a following, but for me the daydream came after I shared my completed work with a very trusted friend. With at least 30 books being made into movies just in 2014, it’s not uncommon to consider a book potentially being made into a movie after its completion. IF you climb your way onto the NY Times list or achieve fangirl/fanboy status with a large enough demographic (the two things aren’t mutually exclusive) because both will ultimately lead your book(s) down the path to Hollywood greatness.

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While visiting family for Christmas, some inquired thoughtfully about what plans I had with the manuscript now that I’m nearing the completion of my Master’s degree. Besides asking about the title, subject, etc. of the book, they  were anticipating on my novel being so popular that it could be the next Hunger Games. I’d like to point out here that this is not my goal. The Hunger Games are phenomenal movies, and based off of stellar YA books, but my plans or writing is never in attempt to be the next “whoever”. Sure, Dollhouse Daughter is YA and  it has elements of fantasy much like the book to movie versions making waves in the box office.  However, that wasn’t my original intentional. I wrote Cassie’s story (and Marge’s) because they deserved a chance to be heard.

And yet, the thought of seeing my story on the big screen is thrilling. My characters, my funny bits of dialogue spoken by actors trying to capture the same essence I wrote into the book. It would be an accomplishment beyond my furthest expectations.

Now that the book is nearly finished (pending revisions/epilogue) I want to share my inspirations and casting choices if the powers that be would decide my book should be made into a movie. Please note, some characters will have both inspirational photos and popular actors shown while others have inspirational  photos only. In addition, the choices are almost exclusively made in regards to physical descriptions. So, without further delay, I give you:

 

Left is actress from Newfaces.com and right is Elle Fanning

Left is actress from Newfaces.com and right is Elle Fanning

Cassandra Brooks-13 years old

Inspiration-This was the first picture I found that reminded me of what my brain had conjured for Cassie. It’s nowhere near exact, but the white blonde hair, bright, clear eyes, and a simple beauty of budding pubescence.  The actress was found on New Faces, where most of the “inspirational photos” listed in this post have come from, and provided a foundation for what was cooking in my brain.

Hollywood-Elle Fanning is my choice for Cassie. She has a sweet demeanor and an innocence that fits perfectly for the personality of Cassie. And as fate would have it, I’ve found a photo of her wearing a summer romper similar to the one I imagined Marge dressing Cassie in Chapter 5.

 

From New Faces or Google

From New Faces or Google

Mita Lachman-13 years old

Inspiration- I found this girl, I think on New Faces also, but I’m not sure. She was actually the exact image of who I expected Cassie’s bff to be even down to the red bindi on her brow. I haven’t found a Hollywood comparison, but we’ve got some time considering the book hasn’t even been published. Maybe I should be thinking Bollywood instead of Hollywood for the actress choice. I didn’t want to make her stereotypical for someone of Indian descent, but I absolutely adore the Bollywood and more traditional Persian fashion that it was impossible not to include a character as straightforward as Mita.

 

 

Left is inspiration from New Faces and Right is Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction

Left is inspiration from New Faces and Right is Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction

Marge (Bristler) Brooks-45 years old

Inspiration-This one was difficult. Finding the right look for Marge was a careful blend of strong, feminine features and crazy eyes. The actress found fit most of the description I wanted: strong, angular cheeks with eyes that command attention and wavy light hair that could have easily been teased and out of control when she was younger.

Hollywood-This choice was even more difficult, but my good friend mentioned at the beginning of the post came to my rescue. During our discussion of premium A-list actresses to take on the demands of a narcissistic, obsessive compulsive  mother whose defining moment in her personality was finally beating her mother (both physically and emotionally) into submission. Glenn Close is perfect for the role. After villainous characters such as Cruella De Vil or Claire from The Stepford Wives, Glenn Close is uniquely qualified to play my deranged Marge.

 

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Inspiration from New Faces and Jason Bateman on the right

Henry Brooks- 43 years old

Inspiration-This actor from New Faces captures the roughness I was hoping to express with Henry. His history of working in the coal mines hardened him in a way. He even kept the disheveled look even after he was promoted to a project manager position (cozy office job) almost as a physical manifestation of the difficult marriage with Marge. And yet there are times where he is allowed to show emotion when it comes to Cassie and his father. I think the combination of these physical descriptions and emotional experiences will make Henry a pleasing character for the audience.

Hollywood- Jason Bateman.  Good looking, talented, and capable of the hardened, stoic persona that Henry gives off while also managing to be heartfelt and utterly adorable when needed. Other than that, there’s not much else I could ask for. Just put Jason Bateman in some flannel and work boots and give him a slight Pennsylvanian accent and he’s perfect.

 

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Inspiration from New Faces and Matt Kane on the right

Nathan Brooks-21 years old

Inspiration-Like most of the inspirational photos, I found this fellow at New Faces, and for the life of me never wrote down the names. Yet, he captures the gorgeous perfection I wanted for the Brooks golden boy. His hair naturally brown, but dyes it black after meeting girlfriend Miranda who requires a specific “look” for her boyfriends.

Hollywood-From Switched at Birth and Once Upon a Time, Matt Kane is a prime model of male physique to play Nathan. He, in all honesty, doesn’t require much in the way of acting prowess. He’s just a regular 20-something who’s trying to get along with his family while also trying to separate himself and grow up.

 

Now that we’ve covered the main characters before the Brooks move to Georgia (spoilers, I know), I wanted to show case some of the more prominent characters in the rest of the story.

Starting first with my antagonists, Jessica and Clarence O’Donnell. Enter two perfect specimens of Southern grooming, accentuated by lots of money and encouragement from society to be the best out of everyone. And then add one, uncomfortable, slightly introverted, neglected young girl (Cassie) to the mix and you have instant teenage drama.

Bella Thorne for Jessica O'Donnell

Bella Thorne for Jessica O’Donnell

Jessica O’ Donnell- 16 years old

Jessica didn’t have an inspiration to begin with, so I ended up finding her Hollywood match from the start. Bella Thorne is perfect…literally.  Cassie refers to Jessica as a Barbie in her internal dialogue, which can only accentuate Jessica’s perfection. This picture to the left is as close as I could get to what I thought she’d look like. My only change would be to lighten Bella’s hair to a fair, strawberry blonde.  And the eyes. Both Clarence and Jessica have the same shade of blue eyes, so we’d have to affix both Thorne and Brodie-Sangster with different colored pupils. No biggie in the way of movie magic.

 

Clarence O’Donnell- 13 years old

Left is Inspiration from the Googles and Right is Thomas Brodie-Sangster (specifically in his role for Doctor Who)

Left is Inspiration from the Googles and Right is Thomas Brodie-Sangster (specifically in his role for Doctor Who)

Now onto Clarence, who by the picture (above right) was an adorable young boy in my mind, and perfect for my leading lady to fall for, right? Who doesn’t expect a YA book to movie to have a teen heartthrob that the main character struggles with at first and then  grows to love within the confines of the film. And that’s what makes Clarence so clever. Teen heartthrob is a must, and so when it came to choosing the Hollywood actor for my book to movie version, I wanted someone heartthrobby enough to capture the hearts of young movie-goers, but able to crush their hearts with his arrogance (acting). Thomas is perfect for it. His work in Doctor Who as a bratty school boy is an ideal foundation for Clarence.

 

Next is a much more positive character– Jean Abellard. 27 years old. Caretaker. Haitian. Friend. Lover. He’s the kind, Southern man that keeps Cassie grounded and allows her to be herself while at home with people who don’t really know her. My inspiration skipped straight to the actor I’d love to play Jean sans hair in this picture–K.C. Collins from my favorite show, Lost Girl.  He’s a phenomenal Canadian actor who would capture the grace and casual handsomeness that I had hoped for Jean.

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And last, but certainly not least, my favorite character–Azalee Longchamp-26 years old. The short (least spoiler-ridden) description is that Azalee is the shining light in the dreariness of Cassie’s existence. Take the compassion of a mother who lost a child too soon, add a little mystery, a little vodou magic and faith, sprinkle in a bit of spiritual intervention, a dash of calculated recklessness and what do you have. A gorgeous, confident vodou priestess in the market for a young girl to teach the ways of the world and keep her on her toes.

left is inspiration, middle is Kat Graham, and right is hairspiration for Azalee

left is inspiration, middle is Kat Graham, and right is hairspiration for Azalee

We’ll start first with the inspiration. In the prologue I describe the below outfit in what hopefully is an aptly written description that isn’t too specific or too vague (that’s really the dream isn’t it?). And so I direct your attention to the full-figured photo above left for the outfit that first inspired my vodou priestess. Next to that image, in the center, is my Hollywood choice–Kat Graham. She’s currently most notable for playing the witch Bonnie Bennett is The Vampire Diaries, which makes her uniquely equipped to handle supernaturally-based roles. She’s the perfect skin tone, age, temperament. Well, she’s everything. The photo to the right is the hairspiration for Azalee’s beautiful locks. While I’d like to say she would keep Graham’s dark locks, the box braids on the right in that warm caramel shade is exactly what I pictured for Azalee. Granted, there were also little beads and many many more braids, but that is neither here nor there when your imagination can fill in the blanks.

Alas, there was one other actress who could have played Azalee. Angela Bassett would have been brilliant for the role, but I wanted to shy from the current portrayal of Marie Laveau and New Orleans voodoo in American Horror story. It is my most treasured goal for Dollhouse Daughter to highlight the traditional vodou found in Haiti, which can be seen in the different spellings between the Haitian vodou and New Orleans voodoo in this very post. I want to celebrate the wonder and glory of the vodou faith and beliefs, which can get muddled in the theatrics of the New Orleans influence. I love them both, but Azalee and co. come from Haiti and represent a purer form of vodou that has captured my heart in the years I’ve researched and written this book.

In the end, the actors, the photos, the inspiration is simply another way to bring the story and characters to life. I, by no stretch of the imagination, assume that my book will be good enough to make it onto the big screen. But it is a dream. A dream that one day I hope you, my lovely minions, may support and help me achieve. For now, I hope you enjoy this post and look for some excerpts of the novel to come in the near future!

Lastly, I leave you with an adorable kitty selfie. Happy reading/writing!

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The Spotted Writer and her Spotted Inspiration- Nyla. Future book jacket photo? Maybe!

 

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