Write Yo-self.

I'm issuing a challenge today, born out of this thought I found on Pinterest:

Because I do wonder, I'm going to write that passage, and challenge the rest of you to write it as well. Write a description of yourself as found in a novel and post it on your blog in the next few days. Mine will be up tomorrow, and I hope you'll join me. Nothing like using a live model for a character sketch, and if one uses oneself, the risk of offending the model is little to none. ;)

As far as updates go, I've fixed all the glitches in the domain-switchover except the follower-block. Still working on fixing that up and figuring out just where it went wrong after following advice found on the Blogger forums hasn't quite played out. Writing-wise I'm in a flurry to finish polishing The Fox Went Out and send it into Narrative before the March 31st deadline, after which I will continue writing Scotch'd the Snakes. May I recommend never adding a lisp you intend to take out? One misses so many places when removing it. Elisabeth Foley has been more than helpful in suggesting edits and in return, I am (I get to) read the first half of her novel for children, The Summer Country. There are pros to asking for help, because often people will ask for help back, and then you get to read things the general populace does not. And in the realm of reading, I've got Unnatural Death by Dorothy Sayers in the works for light reading as well as Flannery O'Connor's Mystery & Manners for heftier stuff.

So, off with you! Describe yourself in a short passage as if you had found your likeness in a novel, and leave a link in the comments below if you'd like me to read it. I can't wait to see who will take the challenge. At any rate, I'm taking it and my word-portrait will be posted tomorrow. Be brave. Be kind. Be true. Till tomorrow, then!

For Your Inconvenience...

Dear Everyone:

     So sorry for the under-construction look and the awkwardness of redirecting! I am working on switching The Inkpen Authoress to its own home at www.theinkpenauthoress.com and am still working out the finer points of the change. Currently it asks people to redirect from the old blogspot address here, but there are a couple little glitches as there always are with web-changes. I hope to have it up and fully working very soon, though, so thanks for your patience! Same old site, just a new home.

        Cheers!
              Rachel

"What Say You, Miss Woodhouse?"

"What say you to the new blog look?" ;)

I was tired (already) of the generic raspberry, and I saw this background and knew it had me written all over it. :) I think it's rather pretty...what about you? Now I shall leave you with a Vagabond Song!

A Vagabond Song
Bliss Carman

THERE is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry
Of bugles going by.
And my lonely spirit thrills
To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.
There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;
We must rise and follow her,
When from every hill of flame
She calls and calls each vagabond by name.