Jane Yates's Blog, page 37
October 10, 2013
delay with second book
there is a delay with my second book being published.
after a muddle up, I have completely scrapped later edits with words missing and started again correcting a much earlier edited version.
This means up to chapter 12 is edited now with Katie help last Friday, but the rest is still along way off.
Katie is again kindly helping me tomorrow, but i can see it will be a slow process.
I am starting back at work soon so hopefully will get lots of inspiration for the 3rd book which i plan to start writing as part of http://nanowrimo.org/.
after a muddle up, I have completely scrapped later edits with words missing and started again correcting a much earlier edited version.
This means up to chapter 12 is edited now with Katie help last Friday, but the rest is still along way off.
Katie is again kindly helping me tomorrow, but i can see it will be a slow process.
I am starting back at work soon so hopefully will get lots of inspiration for the 3rd book which i plan to start writing as part of http://nanowrimo.org/.
Published on October 10, 2013 03:07
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delay, publishing
September 27, 2013
2nd book being spell check as we speak
my 2nd book being spell check as we speak, by Kim and Katie
Published on September 27, 2013 20:09
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city, j-yates, oxford, paradox-child, pitt-rvers, steam-punk, uk
September 25, 2013
made new group for indie authors to swap reviews
Published on September 25, 2013 01:21
September 23, 2013
2nd book coming soon, sneak preview 2 more chapters
here is a sneak preview of two new chapters from my 2nd book
http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1...
please join my group on here two, its not a cult.
www.paradoxchild.co.uk
http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1...
please join my group on here two, its not a cult.
www.paradoxchild.co.uk
Published on September 23, 2013 07:47
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city, j-yates, oxford, paradox-child, pitt-rvers, steam-punk, uk
September 21, 2013
vote for your fav character from paradox child
Published on September 21, 2013 00:05
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paradox-child, poll, vote
September 16, 2013
i believe in time travel
i believe its possible to time travel forward, do you? join my group and vote on my pole
http://25.media.tumblr.com/b4cda75d9b...
What would Einstein say......
http://25.media.tumblr.com/b4cda75d9b...
What would Einstein say......
Published on September 16, 2013 11:40
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einstein, sci-fi, steampunk, time-travel
September 14, 2013
made a group on goodreads
get sneak previews, find out who the characters of the book are based on
find out about free download days or offers
find out about the objects that are used from the pitt rivers museum in the story
ask questions
join for free
find out about free download days or offers
find out about the objects that are used from the pitt rivers museum in the story
ask questions
join for free
Published on September 14, 2013 07:28
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oxford, paradox-child, reading-group, steam-punk
September 12, 2013
finished new book in Series
i have just finished the next book in the paradox child Series.
my good friend Kim is kindly correcting the spelling for me. bless her
my good friend Kim is kindly correcting the spelling for me. bless her
Published on September 12, 2013 11:41
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book, kim, oxford, paradox-child, pitt-rivers, writing
September 11, 2013
sneak preview of chapter from 2nd book in Paradox Child series
Chapter 32
Mandrake Roots
Lilly stopped at a spell in the book which she had not seen before; beside the spell was a beautiful illustration of a plant. It had lush green leaves and white and purple flowers that balanced on the ends on slender stems; below the leaves were heavy looking brown knotted roots. Lilly read its Latin name, ‘Mandragora officinarum’, then the common name ‘Mandrake roots’. Next to the diagram was a skull and crossbones. ‘Poison’, she said. She turned the page around to look at the image from different angle, the roots looked just like a little men with tall spindly legs and wavy arms.
‘Mum, can we do a spell with these mandrake roots. Do you have any?’ Lilly asked, brightening up and forgetting all about her trip to the dentist.
Rose came in and looked at the spell book, ‘Oh,’ she said, ‘there are some mandrake roots up in Iris’s room in the small cupboard in the bottom draw, wrapped in red velvet. We collected those years ago before you were born, we went out with a local mushroom picker who knew the right way to collect the roots, they have to be collected in a new moon and a special Latin chant must be used along with a silver trowel and only men can dig them up. It is said that if they are not collected in this way they scream loudly and you could die from the shock. They have been used in witchcraft for many years.’
Rose read the spell, ‘That is a nice spell you have chosen there, Lilly. You light the fire and the candles and put on some violin music and I will go and get some mandrake roots.’
Lilly rushed around lighting the fire and getting everything ready. She blew off the dust from an LP record and put it on the turntable; the record began to play and crackled softly. It was a violin concerto by Beethoven in D Major. The music started off slowly but then grew to be quite loud and dramatic. Rose came back down stairs carrying the roots. Mandy went to sit by the fire, the lights were turned out and it was just the flickering flames from the fire and the candles that lit the room.
Rose put a white table cloth on the table, she put a thin edge of salt around the edge for protection and then sprinkled dried marigold leaves. She laid the four roots out on to it and Lilly read the spell out slowly and clearly in Latin.
Nothing happened for a while, then jerkily in time to the music the roots began to take human forms, and sit up and stretch. Then they stood up and listening to the music started to dance with each other, in a type of ballet. Their slender roots swayed gracefully as they leaped and pirouetted on the table top. When the music slowed down, the root people slowed down and when it sped up they jumped high, catching each over and spinning around the table top like they were gliding on ice. The tips of their roots flapping with the gentle motion. Lilly gasped, Rose started to dance in time to the music around the room, but Lilly could not take her eyes from the roots.
The music became sad as if the violin was crying, but the roots looked happy and span around slowly on their root tips waving their heads as if bobbing in water.
Lilly was captivated, she had never seen anything like it before. She laughed and smiled. The tone of the music changed again to almost a military march and the roots stood up to attention dancing in formation almost like synchronised swimmers, but out of water.
Again the music went slower and the four roots paired up to do a dance similar to the one Lilly had danced in the ceilidh in Gardenstown.
As soon as the music stopped, the roots halted in their spots and lay down motionless.
Rose came over and saying some Latin words she carefully picked them up and carried them up the stairs to re-wrap them in the red velvet cloth.
Lilly tidied up the marigold leaves and the salt and put the kettle on for a cup of tea.
1st book here around 2 English pounds to download
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00D8J41DM
Mandrake Roots
Lilly stopped at a spell in the book which she had not seen before; beside the spell was a beautiful illustration of a plant. It had lush green leaves and white and purple flowers that balanced on the ends on slender stems; below the leaves were heavy looking brown knotted roots. Lilly read its Latin name, ‘Mandragora officinarum’, then the common name ‘Mandrake roots’. Next to the diagram was a skull and crossbones. ‘Poison’, she said. She turned the page around to look at the image from different angle, the roots looked just like a little men with tall spindly legs and wavy arms.
‘Mum, can we do a spell with these mandrake roots. Do you have any?’ Lilly asked, brightening up and forgetting all about her trip to the dentist.
Rose came in and looked at the spell book, ‘Oh,’ she said, ‘there are some mandrake roots up in Iris’s room in the small cupboard in the bottom draw, wrapped in red velvet. We collected those years ago before you were born, we went out with a local mushroom picker who knew the right way to collect the roots, they have to be collected in a new moon and a special Latin chant must be used along with a silver trowel and only men can dig them up. It is said that if they are not collected in this way they scream loudly and you could die from the shock. They have been used in witchcraft for many years.’
Rose read the spell, ‘That is a nice spell you have chosen there, Lilly. You light the fire and the candles and put on some violin music and I will go and get some mandrake roots.’
Lilly rushed around lighting the fire and getting everything ready. She blew off the dust from an LP record and put it on the turntable; the record began to play and crackled softly. It was a violin concerto by Beethoven in D Major. The music started off slowly but then grew to be quite loud and dramatic. Rose came back down stairs carrying the roots. Mandy went to sit by the fire, the lights were turned out and it was just the flickering flames from the fire and the candles that lit the room.
Rose put a white table cloth on the table, she put a thin edge of salt around the edge for protection and then sprinkled dried marigold leaves. She laid the four roots out on to it and Lilly read the spell out slowly and clearly in Latin.
Nothing happened for a while, then jerkily in time to the music the roots began to take human forms, and sit up and stretch. Then they stood up and listening to the music started to dance with each other, in a type of ballet. Their slender roots swayed gracefully as they leaped and pirouetted on the table top. When the music slowed down, the root people slowed down and when it sped up they jumped high, catching each over and spinning around the table top like they were gliding on ice. The tips of their roots flapping with the gentle motion. Lilly gasped, Rose started to dance in time to the music around the room, but Lilly could not take her eyes from the roots.
The music became sad as if the violin was crying, but the roots looked happy and span around slowly on their root tips waving their heads as if bobbing in water.
Lilly was captivated, she had never seen anything like it before. She laughed and smiled. The tone of the music changed again to almost a military march and the roots stood up to attention dancing in formation almost like synchronised swimmers, but out of water.
Again the music went slower and the four roots paired up to do a dance similar to the one Lilly had danced in the ceilidh in Gardenstown.
As soon as the music stopped, the roots halted in their spots and lay down motionless.
Rose came over and saying some Latin words she carefully picked them up and carried them up the stairs to re-wrap them in the red velvet cloth.
Lilly tidied up the marigold leaves and the salt and put the kettle on for a cup of tea.
1st book here around 2 English pounds to download
http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00D8J41DM
Published on September 11, 2013 13:45
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city, j-yates, oxford, paradox-child, pitt-rvers, steam-punk, uk
August 10, 2013
new link to some of my art
link to some art i did from john wains poems. originally commissioned by his son, never got paid tho http://www.flickr.com/photos/67636585...