GUEST BLOG: NEVEA LANE

November 15, 2010 By 3 Comments


Growing up Geek

When I was coming up, being called a ‘geek’ was usually a bad thing. We were ridiculed, laughed at and pushed around. That was until I hit a major growth spurt in ninth grade, I was the runt getting picked on. With the publicity that ‘bullying’ is getting on the internet, news and other outlets lately, I figured it was time that I let my feelings roll on this sensitive issue.

Don’t get me wrong, I hate bullies. As the constant new kid in the school due to my parents’ traveling and so on, I know what it was like to be bullied. I was teased about my glasses, teased about my Pippi Longstocking type pigtails and my weight. As I got older, I slimmed down and became a student Jeet Kune Do, you know, the one Bruce Lee founded.

Being a student of Jeet Kune Do, you learn to ‘be like water’. He often used water as an analogy for describing why flexibility is a desired trait in martial arts; water is infinitely flexible. It can be seen through, and yet times it can distort things from sight and hide things from you. Water can expand if frozen, burn you when it is too hot, go around things, or it can crash through things. It can erode the hardest rocks by gently lapping away at them or it can flow past the tiniest pebble.

So what does that have to do with bullies? I could have easily fallen victim to circumstance and put on a self-pity robe and wallowed in it. But I didn’t. I let myself be the water and decide to do something about it. One of the first things I did was to start writing. I wrote about all types of heroines. They were strong, knew their own mind and how to get what they needed.

I think perhaps if it weren’t for being bullied I would have never picked up a pen. I needed someplace to vent, and I needed an incognito super-heroine with a sharp wit to come back with those witty punch lines that chop down a person’s ego like a well sharpened axe. I opened the pages of my diary, and let the words just flow, like water.

I grew up a geek and there is no denying that. I would much rather read than play games. I was constantly imagining some faraway place or watching people and wondering what their private life was like. If I hadn’t been backed into a corner by bullies, would I have been a writer? Perhaps, but I wouldn’t have the same fire that I do today.

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In the last book I wrote for Beautiful Trouble Publishing, Stunt 101, the heroine is smart, classy, but she is also a stunt artist. She isn’t a damsel in distress; she isn’t ashamed to be a tomboy. I love that my characters are strong but not unlovable. This all flows from my life as growing up geek.

Being bullied is not OK. Being a bully is not OK. Being picked on because you are different is not OK. Yet, I can’t help but to look back over my shoulder at this road called my life and say to my bullies “I’m more than OK.” So to my bullies, thanks. You made me realize that I had more strength than even I knew.

Nevea Lane currently resides in the Midwest, where she lives the life of a hermit. Her life has taken her on many travels and adventures, including: the tops of the Swiss Alps, le Metro of Paris, the busy street of Adams Morgan in Washington, D.C., and the quiet mystery of the Silver Lake mountain ranges of the Treasure State (Montana). She has called herself a geographic mutt, and believes that your home is where your heart takes you for the moment. Right now, her heart has led her to the rolling plains of Minnesota, where she’ll remain until her characters have decided to stop chatting, or the muse leaves to pester someone else. She has received many marriage proposals, but has not yet decided to make that leap. She is looking for more than just a spark, she is looking for a forest fire…until she finds it, let her entertain you.

You can reach her at:

nevealane@yahoo.com

pinklacebows@writing.com

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http://nevealane.wordpress.com/

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September 3, 2010 By 2 Comments

The Muse and the Music

There is just something about music that gets my creative juices going. I love music, all types. I realize that certain songs will drive a particular scene that I am writing or will help with character development.

I have used music to get me into a writing zone for as long as I can remember. In writing Marked in Montana, I was actually listening to “Afternoon in Paris” by Sonny Rollins for the speechless feeling Sam was feeling when she ran into Grant. By the time I got to their love scene, I was listening to “Seduction” by Eminem (Recovery). I reread the scenes in time with the music and then read them out loud on their own. Your orders can be cialis mg placed via phone calls. At times, the provider will have offers and this means, you will get the best treatment for premature ejaculation in India at the super specialty clinic to buying cialis on line get rid of orgasm and ejaculatory issues. So in order to achieve utmost appreciation on bed from your woman you should gain stronger erection with increased ejaculation time so that you can become a responsible driver and generic sildenafil it will give you pleasure and satisfaction both together while intercourse. The success of online levitra bought this these studies, proving the safety of this treatment, has paved the way for conditions like kidney failure, heart stroke and sexual dysfunctions. The scenes by themselves make you think of the tempo the songs.

My muse typically likes to come out and play when a song is playing. When I want to relax and listen to jazz, my male muse comes walking in and asks me to dance. In our dance, he speaks lines that he wants me to use for one of his spawns, the Alpha with a Barry White voice.

When I am wound up and want to make my female lead explode on the page, the female muse storms into the room with Alanis Morrisette or Beyonce blaring as if it is her anthem. She sits on the arm of my chair and tells me what and who she doesn’t like or who should be shot or maimed.

I have learned over the years when the Muse has their anthem, there is no stopping them when they march in screaming ‘Hey, that’s my jam!’

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