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Yup--the picture kind of says all you need to know about the personal side of who I am. Professionally, I am an author, and a fantasy editor with Hadley Rille Books since January 2011.



My critically acclaimed debut novel, Finder, was published in November 2010 by Hadley Rille Books. What? You don't think it was critically acclaimed? Well here's my proof:

"...DeFino’s first novel creates an exotic desert environment as a backdrop to the story of a young man’s coming-of-age and a young woman’s search for the only family she has left. VERDICT Compelling characters and a fascinating world background make this a good addition to most fantasy collections." ~Library Journal

To see the whole review, you can go here: Library Journal Review
Amazon Reviews 
Goodreads reviews
And if you'd like to read a sample chapter of Finder <--there you go.

Feel free to wander about, see what's up. If you get bored here, head on over to the blog sisters-in-Hadley Rille Books and I put up, Heroines of Fantasy  where we have all sorts of interesting guests.

Newly released (May 2012) A Time Never Lived 

Publishers' Weekly says: A Time Never Lived Terri-Lynne DeFino Hadley Rille (Ingram, dist.), $28 (358p) ISBN 978-0-98496-702-5 This gripping sequel to 2010's Finder brings family drama and magical legend to life. When the psychic Finder Ethen and his beloved Zihariel disappear during their search for the lost Spice Way across the Iabba Desert, the focus shifts to Ethen's son, Victorio, whose Finding talent appears to have failed, and whose relationship with the mercurial Cesilee has grown strained in the wake of her affair with artifact-hunter Sulman "Sully" Kahvek. After a fiery vision of a burning landscape, Victorio, fearing for his father, sets out in pursuit of Ethen, with Cesilee and lonely nobleman Lord Dorquin Shiel in tow. Joined as well by the treasure-seeking Sully and the mysterious Myrie Raleven, Victorio's party begins a dangerous quest across a magnificently-depicted multicultural fantasy world for the legendary city of Valadur. This is a memorable saga of supernatural power and human love from the increasingly impressive DeFino. (May)
All my books are available through Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Books-a-million, and just about any local or indie bookstore near you (if you ask nicely.)

EFU

Jan. 25th, 2013 04:00 pm
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Beyond the Gate is 78/222 pages done. Damn, this week was hard. I worked from 10:30 - 4:00 every day except for Thursday (took an hour and a half to have lunch with a friend.) It took me most of the week to get a particular scene right. The wordcount teeters at 148K. It dips below, then goes over. Cut and add, add and cut, rearrange, rethink, redo. Whew! But I did it, and it's PERFECT! Once again, I end the work-week pleased with my progress.

It has been SO COLD here. Is it strange that I love it? I suppose I wouldn't if I had to drive in snow, or work outside, or--egads--LIVE outside. But in my cozy house on the river, writing away in my loft, I am quite the happy little bogwitch.
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
This was so easy, concise and short I would be remiss if I did not pass this along. READ IT! Seriously, it'll take you less than five minutes and it could make all the difference in your writing.

Writing a Tighter POV
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Forget? About forgotten English words? Inconceivable! I just haven't come across any that tickled my fancy until this little nugget today.
Who thought a vomitorium was the name of the room where Roman's used to purge after lavish meals? I'm raising my hand, mind you. But it's WRONG! It's a myth, or a misconception. Thanks to my Forgotten English calendar, clarity is mine...and I give it to you:
vomitory: a door of a large building; from Latin vomitorious.
(Daniel Lyon's Dictionary of the English Language, 1897)

"For at least a century, mistaken folk-etymology had caused many people to believe that the term vomitorium (related to the above-mentioned word) once represented a Roman lavatory used for purging during lavish feasts. Aldous Huxley had this misconception in mind when he wrote in his novel, Antic Hay (1923), "There strode in, like a Goth into the elegant marble vomitorium of Petronius Arbiter, a haggard and dishevelled person." "
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Commas--the bane of many a-writer's existence--were the hot topic at writing group last week. The when and the why and the how of commas is so difficult, I think, because even though there are rules, the rules change. The rules are also often ignored by those who don't agree with them. And though they are often invoked, there really is no such thing as the grammar police. More's the pity! Though, I have to admit to being far less prescriptive about it all than I've been in the past. There is always room for language and grammar to evolve--but when it's a matter of clarity, I don't see the reason to ignore a rule...like the serial (or Oxford) comma.

I went to the beach with Dinah my best friend and a hairdresser.

Without the commas, that sentence can mean my best friend is Dinah, that Dinah is a hairdresser, or that all three listed there are separate people.

I went to the beach with Dinah, my best friend and a hairdresser. = Dinah is my best friend. She is also a hairdresser.

I went to the beach with Dinah, my best friend, and a hairdresser. = I went to the beach with three separate and distinct people. Dinah. My best friend. A hairdresser.


So if it clarifies things, why not use it? The only argument I've seen or heard that makes any sense to me is that it's a space-saver. Journalists and newspapers seem to be the biggest proponents of leaving out this clarifying little bit curviness, though others have made less practical arguments:it is redundant, and most people are going to get the proper meaning without it. True. If one writes: I would like to invite my parents, Ron and Howard, if those you're addressing know that Ron and Howard aren't your parents, but two of your friends, then they'll probably get it. But what if they don't know?

I would like to invite my parents, Ron, and Howard. = inviting four people
I would like to invite my parents, Ron and Howard. = inviting two.

And sure, you can rearrange it so that the serial comma is NOT confusing (I would like to invite Ron, Howard and my parents.) but isn't remembering to do it that way every time squeezing your brain a bit hard to avoid that little punctuation?

As always, I am open to argument. Do you know of any reason not to use a serial comma? Do you use it? Does it give you explodey-brain trying to remember how it works? Talk to me--I'm listening.
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
I love Mondays. Weekends here are so crazy. Company and everyone home and shopping and making sure the house doesn't come down around our ears. Whew--lotsa work. Monday comes, and I get to breathe, and get back to writing.

But first I catch up on LJ, which is what I'm doing now. The other thing I do on Monday is link to Heroines of Fantasy. Today, Kim Vandervort is up with her post about Birthdays--in life, and in fiction.

Now I shall finish reading what you all have to say today, and then--back to Beyond the Gate! Ah--the joy!
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Busy day! I just got home from seeing a co-worker of the hubs sing with his band in a bar. Writing this morning, went to see Life Of Pi (STELLAR!!) with my daughter this afternoon, took her for glasses, came home and made dinner, then dashed out the door again. It is now an hour until today becomes tomorrow, and I'm EFUing LJ. Whew!

69/222 pages revised. Killing it. Loving it. So proud of it. Can't wait for Monday to dive back in.

I put this up today on FB:
It is an unavoidable, soul-crushing, core-shifting moment when you discover you are surrounded by people you love in your day-to-day world, who love you, but have absolutely no interest in the things that interest you, or what you think about them.

This was the result of trying to have a conversation with my daughter, and realizing she was absolutely not interested in anything I was saying. It all just hit me--just about everyone in my day-to-day life, friends, family both immediate and extended, are completely uninterested in what I do. They love me! They are proud of me! They are excited for me! But they have no real interest after that.

I'm not angry, or even upset--it's just one of those epiphanies that takes you by surprise and leaves you gasping just a little. I was quickly assuaged by the fact that though my family and hometown friends really aren't interested in writing or fantasy or even reading, I do have a community that fills that space. Several, in fact. I have my Viable Paradise friends, my Virginia Beach Dollbabies, my Hadley Rille Book family, my writing group, and I have my LJ community. I have people to talk about such things with who not only share my interests, but are enthusiastic about sharing thoughts on them. And they are interested in what I do and what I think. I am blessed.

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bogwitch64: (Krohe)
I am totally off-time this week, and I have no idea why. I labored under the assumption it was Tuesday yesterday, and only realized it was Wednesday when my daughter asked, "Are we going to watch American Idol tonight?" D'oh.

Anyway, here's what I would have written yesterday, if I'd remembered it was Wednesday:

Rescuing Jinna~A story of how motivation can make or break a character
Editor-Kim, and my most trusted pair of eyes (TPoE from here out) who will not call herself an editor, both had a problem with one of my characters: Jinna. At her most basic, she is the wild best friend to my heroine, Linhare. The problem my editor had with her and some of the things she did were not the same things my TPoE cited. While I could have looked at this as a matter of differing opinions, I saw both their points, and agreed with them despite the fact that they conflicted. How could they both be right?

They each had a vision of who Jinna is, and both those visions were as wrong as they were right--because I did a terrible job of giving her character the right motivation. Her character, what she does and how she would go about doing them, maintained only the barest thread pulling her through the story. All the times I "fixed" her in the past tangled that thread. After getting feedback from TPoE about Jinna--which I will not go into for spoilery purposes--I wrote her a note: Jinna isn't NICE. She's selfish and mean and vindictive. Don't expect good things from Jinna, because if she DOES something nice, she's benefiting in some way.

But the fact is, though this is the persona I've had of Jinna in my head all along, it's not who she is. On the outside she is all those things to anyone not looking closely, but the things Jinna does proves otherwise. It's an act that she's not even aware of performing. She is wild, she is selfish, she can be mean and vindictive, but Jinna is also loyal and good-hearted and quite a lot smarter than she gives herself credit for. She's one of those people who makes as formidable a friend as she does an enemy.

Ok, so it means redrawing her character, right? Wrong! Because what I realized yesterday as I edited is that pretty much everything, all the things both editor-Kim and TPoE found wrong with her character aren't going to change. The motivation behind some of the things she does must change, because, you see--Jinna doesn't do what she does because she's selfish and mean; Jinna does what she does because she is angry. Very, very angry. 

A little backstory--no spoilery!--if you're interested. )
Jinna is angry, not only with Linhare, but with herself. She is more than she presents to the world. Why can no one see this? That is her arc, learning to see where she made her own bed, and how she can get herself untangled from those sheets to be who SHE is, and not who people perceive her to be.

This  is the true motivation behind Jinna's character. It is why she does the things that seem conflicting in the story. It is the evolution of her character that these conflicting events must now show.

And now, off I go to do just that.
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
...one of them being they all seem to think I'm the same person I was back then. I long ago admitted that I played a role in high school. I played the pretty little ditz without a coherent thought in my head. I played the role so well I actually believed it for a long time, until my mom unearthed some old report cards that proved I carried nearly straight 4s (A) in all my classes--the exception being any math class I happened to be taking. (Math was never my great love.) It made me remember that my teachers thought highly of me and my smarts, often chose me for more "elevated" assignments when my peers were doing the standard curriculum, and wrote a senior paper on Tolkien that my English teacher read aloud to all her classes for years afterward, as an example of what she expects from her students' senior papers.

Yeah, not so ditzy, eh?

Anyway, can't really blame my old friends for holding on to that ditzy image of me--to an extent. I mean, it's not like we've had NO contact. They know I have raised four children, wrote two + books; we correspond on Facebook and have seen one another at various gatherings over the years. I don't automatically see them as who they were anymore but they can't seem to--or don't want to--shake MY image.

This got brought to mind again over the weekend, in commenting on a Facebook post of one of these old friends. He posted up a pic of the place we used to hang out, Buttermilk Falls. I commented, "Is it insane that after all the times up there, this is the first time I'm actually SEEING the falls? Says things I REALLY don't want my kids hearing!"
To which my friend responded: "It's just a falls, Terri. Duh."

He apparently didn't read carefully, and more's the DUH to him, but the fact is, he expected a dumb answer from me, and not only did he expect it, he made sure to add the "duh" so I'd know he caught me being dumb. It's not just this person who does that. It's several of them--and when I think more carefully about it, the ones who still treat ME like the ditz I pretended to be in high school are the ones who are still most like who THEY were in high school. So...I guess I just figured that out, right there. Ah, the glories of having a place to do such things!

The weekend was grand, though we are all still hacking our brains out. This cold just won't quit. Now my younger son's glands are so swollen he looks like he has the mumps. I, myself, feel better, but going up and down the stairs is still a major workout for my lungs. I have to get back to the gym tomorrow. HAVE TO. But I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do without leaving my lungs on the mat.

It's Monday, and that means a new post is up over on Heroines of Fantasy. Mark talks about play, and the importance of it in life and literature.

EFU

Jan. 11th, 2013 04:00 pm
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Beyond the Gate is now 45/222 pages revised. Of those 45 pages, I would estimate that a full third of them are brand-spanking new. It isn't easy. The instinct to fix old words is strong. Instead, armed with what should be there and what shouldn't, giving the story new words is way better. There's a whole lot of trebuchet-ing going on!

As many times as I've been over this story, I just love it more and more. That's how I knew it wasn't a "trunk" novel. Some of my old work is just not worth salvaging, no matter what bits and pieces of it I still get the shivers for. This? I love this in its entirety. I've been confident with each revision--confident that it got better each time; but there was always something lingering, something that made me know it wasn't quite ready. That instinct is not kicking in this time. I'm confident. Period. Feels good.

My mutant powers of healing are apparently on the fritz. Or this bug is really putting up a good fight. One day I feel ok, the next I'm not; or I'll feel fine in the morning only to feel like death warmed over by evening. I've done next to nothing but write, attempt the minimum amount of chores, cook dinner, watch tv, rest--still feel kinda crappy. I'm hoping a weekend full of nothing but laying around finishes this bugger off. Yeesh!

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Sneak Peek

Jan. 9th, 2013 08:00 am
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Want to see the preliminary cover sketch for the Siren's Curse in Beyond The Gate?

Ship_01


The Siren's Curse is a ship that has been sailing the seas since the first sea filled. It has elements of several eras in seafaring history. I am in love.

It's got a ways to go yet--like the Curse actually sails ABOVE the sea on a nefarious sort of mist. The mast head is a wise old mermaid (my tattoo, below) not a dolphin. We're going back and forth right now, and it's soooooo exciting.

The Siren's Curse
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
I'm not ALL better, but much better. I was wretched this morning. No sleep last night--well, only a little. So I slept on the couch for about an hour and a half, and when I woke up, I felt human again! Huzzah!

Thank you, everyone, for all the well wishes. They worked!
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Yup, got it. Sick, sick, sick. I don't get sick often. I have mutant powers of healing that only allow germs to skim the surface of my incredible immune system. Once in a while though--whew! Yeah, this is "once."

No clever quips from me today, but I do have a post up over at Heroines of Fantasy--The Not-So-Nice Girl. Thankfully, I got it done before being overrun by the enemy.

Wish me well, dear friends! I have too much going on to be sick! :)

EFU

Jan. 4th, 2013 02:29 pm
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
I couldn't resist--once Erin put it into my head, it wouldn't go away. I tweaked it a little. EFU = Edit Friday Update. Doesn't exactly fit right, but what the hell. I like it. :)

I am 36 pages into the edit for Beyond The Gate, added two pages of new stuff to boot. Not bad for two and a half days work! It's nice to be working on my own stuff again--REALLY working on it and not fitting it in between this or that. And even better--creating! Not from scratch, of course; but the creation process lasts until those covers are on, the ISBN is on the back, and Amazon says you can buy it! :) 

Right now, I am so tired my eyes are burning. A sick husband means I got very little sleep last night, and what little I got was interupted. Phooey! I might have to go take a nap. Hmmmm...nap. Sounds like a plan.

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I did it...

Jan. 2nd, 2013 09:23 pm
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
I now have a dreamwidth account. I haven't explored it yet, but it's there. It is ONLY there as a backup to my beloved Livejournal. I've said it a'fore and I'll say it again--I'm here until there is no fat lady left singing.

If you are on dreamwidth, I'm bogwitch64 over there too.

Now, for something REALLY amazing, I give you THE BEST NEW YEARS DAY EVER!
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bogwitch64: (Krohe)
More holiday madness, and I'm hoping to squeak in some writing time before my daughter Jamie, Joshua and GrandWilliam arrive. Tomorrow, my niece and her fam are coming up "to the country" to play in the snow. Lots of cooking to do! I'm making my version of the "wicked rigatoni chicken" that I saw on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives last weekend. Oh, yum.

And, it is Monday, so that means a link to Heroiones of Fantasy. Today is your last chance to enter the four-book-ebook-bundle giveaway. We all have New Year wishes for you, so come on by and add a few of your own.

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bogwitch64: (Krohe)
ChrisandWillChristmas kissy
Uncle Chris is letting me feed the koi.                          Mommy and daddy loooove me!

mygirlsandwillwhahuh
Mommy and Aunt Gracie love me too!                       What do you mean there are no more cookies?

NUF

Dec. 28th, 2012 04:32 pm
bogwitch64: (Krohe)
The Shadows One Walks is 56K words of snugly-wrapped story. I am sending it into suspended animation for the time being, because I have to do my edits for Beyond The Gate, that will now be published in August 2013 instead of October. I was hoping to get a full first draft done before having to set it aside for edits, but that was not in the cards. It's ok. I'm a bit sad, but this is how it has to be. I'm actually really, really excited to go back into Beyond The Gate. I know just what it needs, and how to get it done. Ooo...just got a little chill, thinking about Monday.

My edits for BTG are due in April. FINAL edits, so this next round--which I hope will be close to final--will be done by March, at the latest. I'm actually shooting for February. We'll see. I've potentially got some more edit stuff coming at me. Concentrating on one project at a time is a thing of the past. I'm still feeling my way through this new process.

So, next week gets a new Friday Update tag. Hmm...not sure what it's going to be yet. I'll surprise you!

Before I go, I want to point you once again to Heroines of Fantasy, Build a Grimmer StoryBuild a Grimmer Story. Not the best planning on our part, choosing this week to build a story. Karin has extended the deadline to match the giveaway deadline, because adding a few lines gets you another entry into the HoF ebook bundle giveaway.

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bogwitch64: (Krohe)
Christmas Eve cookie-baking yum.
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And this is our Christmas tree. Note, there are no decorations William-height down. :)
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