THE UNBOUND BOOK PROJECT: The Enchanted One Chpt. 11

“In the half-light of the crypt, her breath billowed out in front of her as she shivered in the cold. She stood up stiffly, removing the plain gold wedding band. It slipped easily off her frozen finger. She placed on the bench where it clattered dully on the chilly marble.”

The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.79

THE UNBOUND BOOK PROJECT: The Enchanted One Chpt. 10

“Sister Collette had pointed out a spider web the size of a dinner plate suspended between the prickly stalks of the sunflowers planted along the edge of the garden. The web glistened with early morning dew transforming it into a crystal masterpiece of geometry.”

The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.70

THE UNBOUND BOOK PROJECT: The Enchanted One Chpt. 9

“She had been the last person to see him alive, and what had she done? She had fought with him and made him leave the house angry. It was her fault he was dead.”

The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.67

THE UNBOUND BOOK PROJECT: The Enchanted One Chpt. 8

“Lizzie could feel Madison watching her even as her employee dug into her sandwich. Sighing, Lizzie raised her spoon to her lips and took a mouthful of golden broth. It tasted of nothing, but the warmth was comforting. She ate another small spoonful, noticing Madison was now focused on her own food.”

The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.52

THE UNBOUND BOOK PROJECT: The Enchanted One Chpt. 7

“She stopped when she felt what she was searching for, a thin pulse. What she called The Letting Go. It was coming from a bucket of irises and although their pulse was thready, they would still be sellable for a week at least. She searched for other flowers needing her attention.”

The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.41

THE UNBOUND BOOK PROJECT: The Enchanted One Chpt. 6

“Opening the door on the lower shelf, she pulled out a nondescript book. She lifted the cover to reveal a small square compartment hollowed out in the false pages and pulled out a tiny gold key.”

The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.39

THE UNBOUND BOOK PROJECT: The Enchanted One Chpt. 3

FATAL

“When she looked up at the sound of yet another gurney, she knew before they passed by her view that this person had breathed her last breath long before reaching the hospital. The paramedics weren’t talking as they pushed the stretcher down the hall, their energy subdued, almost defeated. Lizzie squeezed her eyes shut.”

The Enchanted One by Lora Deeprose pg.23

The Hand Written Word

JournalsI wrote my first novel  longhand in a plain coil scribbler and later transcribed it on my clunky PC that lived in the basement office. A decade later, even though I have a skookum laptop, I still use notebooks as part of my writing process. Invariably I have three notebooks on the go at any given time each with its own purpose.

One is for my personal journal. My writing routine includes a morning date with my journal to get out all the random things pinging around my brain. For me it is the most effective way of gearing up to focus on my current WIP. Three pages of personal writing clears the mental decks to allow the story full reign in my thoughts.

The second notebook I use for new story ideas that I don’t want to forget but don’t have time to explore, character sketches and blog post topics.

And the third scribbler I use for my current work when I come up against a plot problem or the characters’ motivation seems a little murky. I simply write down questions and answers with no attachment to whether the answers fit the problem. And more often than not, I come up with the solution, or find where I am pushing a character to do something they wouldn’t do.

Cursive writing; connecting my thoughts through my hand to the page creates a magick allowing possibilities to emerge that I wouldn’t have found stabbing away at my keyboard.

Recently there has been debate in both the US and Canada whether to scrap cursive writing instruction in schools. Proponents believe this mode of communication is no longer relevant in an age of texting and keyboarding. Arguments for the other side reveal that cursive writing is more than just a means of putting words on paper.

A recent article by William Klemm, D.V.M., Ph. D, professor of Neuroscience at Texas A&M University for Psychology Today addresses the importance of cursive writing and its positive effects on brain function.

In the case of learning cursive writing, the brain develops functional specialization that integrates both sensation, movement control, and thinking. Brain imaging studies reveal that multiple areas of brain become co-activated during learning of cursive writing of pseudo-letters, as opposed to typing or just visual practice.

Other research highlights the hand’s unique relationship with the brain when it comes to composing thoughts and ideas. Virginia Berninger, a professor at the University of Washington, reported her study of children in grades two, four and six that revealed they wrote more words, faster, and expressed more ideas when writing essays by hand versus with a keyboard.[4]

There is a whole field of research known as “haptics,” which includes the interactions of touch, hand movements, and brain function.[5] Cursive writing helps train the brain to integrate visual, and tactile information, and fine motor dexterity.

So what I felt intuitively about the power of hand writing to unlock ideas and engage the whole brain to a problem and its solutions seems to be backed by science.

Is cursive writing an archaic method of communication whose time has past or is it a necessary link to developing all our mental capacities?

Will the next generation of writers who haven’t been taught the most basic skill of hand-wrought words be able to generate ideas and feelings in the same degree as past generation of the pen enabled?

In the future will novels be written in an abbreviated language of texting and twitter posts and if so will they be able to convey deep emotions and complex ideas? Is eliminating cursive writing just the next step in our evolution as a species? Or will something of our humanity be lost without it?

Author’s Note: The day after I finished this post I came across Andrew Fitzgerald’s TED Talks entitled Adventures in Twitter Fiction. The talk is fascinating on its own as he explains how some authors are exploring new ways of storytelling using Twitter as the medium but what caught my eye was when he spoke of  Jennifer Egan’s Black Box which was published  as a serialization on twitter by The New Yorker. It took her a year to condense the story down to the 140 characters that Twitter allows. And how did she write the first draft before it was posted online? She wrote in a notebook using longhand.

Ebook Giveaway: The Still Life of Hannah Morgan

My contemporary romance, The Still Life of Hannah Morgan, is now available as an ebook edition. To celebrate the release I’m giving away five copies of the ebook.

Along with the romantic elements of the story, my novel explores creative passion and what it takes to make that passion a reality especially when those around you say it’s not possible. In keeping with this theme, I’d love to hear what your passion is whether it is baking the perfect cake, writing a novel, growing flowers, painting, cooking a nourishing meal, decorating your home or knitting a sweater.

To enter the ebook giveaway simply tell me what your passion is in the comments section of this blog along with your email address {janesmith(at)gmail(dot)com} so that I can send the winners the link and download code. Winners will be selected at random using random.org. The giveaway closes midnight PT Monday September 22, 2013. I look forward to reading your comments.

The Still Life of Hannah Morgan

Blurb

“The longer you choose to play it safe, the more miserable your life will become.  The universe rewards risk my dear; you know what you need to do.”

Hannah Morgan’s life is at a standstill.  Her dreams of becoming an artist vanished with the sudden death of her grandmother and mentor.  To appease her distant and disapproving mother, Hannah gets a respectable job at a high-end day spa.

Instead of painting masterpieces, Hannah spends her days painting nails and giving facials to wealthy women.  Her dreams for the future have become a hideous nightmare.  And, it just keeps getting worse.  She catches her boyfriend cheating, loses her job and has to watch from the sidelines as her best friend Jasmine Blue goes after her own dreams of owning her own salon.

When she meets Aaron, a working artist, Hannah finds a kindred spirit.  And, to her surprise, she finds the courage to follow her dreams.

When circumstances beyond her control threaten to destroy both her relationship with Aaron and her dreams of a bright future, Hannah fears her mother was right; that some dreams aren’t meant to come true.

Contest is open from September 08 to September 22, 2013.

 

Congratulations Barb for winning a free ebook of The Still Life of Hannah Morgan.