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Sunday Snippet and Book Talk
Dec. 13th, 2020 11:59 amHappy Sunday! I’m having a (hopefully) quiet Sunday in as usual. We have one more week of classes before winter break, and I am d-r-a-g-g-i-n-g. I have a few units to finish with the kiddos, grades to enter, and all that jazz, but it feels manageable. Mostly.
I’ve read a few couple good books recently. I’m nearly finished with Wicked Fox by Kat Cho. My elevator pitch for this book is that it is Percy Jackson meets K-Pop, although there really isn’t K-Pop in it. It’s set in modern day Seoul, and the main characters are Miyoung, a gumiho, and Jihoon, a boy Miyoung meets while she’s fighting a demon. The other book I finished recently is The Epic Crush of Genie Lo by FC Yee (elevator pitch - Percy Jackson meets Journey to the West). It’s set in modern day Bay Area, California, and Genie Lo, the protagonist, finds out she is a reincarnation of the Monkey King’s spiritual weapon. Both stories are action-packed, filled with interesting details from Korean and Chinese myth, and have kick-ass heroines. Both have sequels/companion novels that are also out now.
Writing continues to move along. I signed up for Get Your Words Out for 2021. I am sticking with the writing habit pledge and the 240 day journeyman level. I’ve surpassed that goal this year, but nowhere near the next tier, which is 350 days. There are more tiers available in the word count pledges, but I found that this year, even when the brain weasels were exceptionally bitey, I could still make notes or work on a story outline and it counted as my work for the day.
Speaking of my work for the day, I’m working through the SangCheng 2020 Month prompts over on Twitter. I haven’t done all of them. I didn’t vibe with the fake dating prompt and a couple others, but mostly I’m still writing things I like. And my snippet for today is the beginning of a WIP in my modern witchcraft AU, and peeps, it is gonna HURT.
Of all the secrets Nie Huaisang keeps from Jiang Cheng, this is probably the one that is the hardest to understand. He stands outside the nondescript brick building, hands jammed into the pockets of his jacket and steels himself, as he does every time he comes here. Three years on, and it hasn’t gotten any easier. He allows himself ten deep breaths before trudging up the stairs and tugging on the brass handle of the green wooden door.
I’ve read a few couple good books recently. I’m nearly finished with Wicked Fox by Kat Cho. My elevator pitch for this book is that it is Percy Jackson meets K-Pop, although there really isn’t K-Pop in it. It’s set in modern day Seoul, and the main characters are Miyoung, a gumiho, and Jihoon, a boy Miyoung meets while she’s fighting a demon. The other book I finished recently is The Epic Crush of Genie Lo by FC Yee (elevator pitch - Percy Jackson meets Journey to the West). It’s set in modern day Bay Area, California, and Genie Lo, the protagonist, finds out she is a reincarnation of the Monkey King’s spiritual weapon. Both stories are action-packed, filled with interesting details from Korean and Chinese myth, and have kick-ass heroines. Both have sequels/companion novels that are also out now.
Writing continues to move along. I signed up for Get Your Words Out for 2021. I am sticking with the writing habit pledge and the 240 day journeyman level. I’ve surpassed that goal this year, but nowhere near the next tier, which is 350 days. There are more tiers available in the word count pledges, but I found that this year, even when the brain weasels were exceptionally bitey, I could still make notes or work on a story outline and it counted as my work for the day.
Speaking of my work for the day, I’m working through the SangCheng 2020 Month prompts over on Twitter. I haven’t done all of them. I didn’t vibe with the fake dating prompt and a couple others, but mostly I’m still writing things I like. And my snippet for today is the beginning of a WIP in my modern witchcraft AU, and peeps, it is gonna HURT.
Of all the secrets Nie Huaisang keeps from Jiang Cheng, this is probably the one that is the hardest to understand. He stands outside the nondescript brick building, hands jammed into the pockets of his jacket and steels himself, as he does every time he comes here. Three years on, and it hasn’t gotten any easier. He allows himself ten deep breaths before trudging up the stairs and tugging on the brass handle of the green wooden door.
