Posts made in October, 2011

Happy Halloween!

Posted by on Oct 31, 2011 in Life in Writing | 0 comments

Good morning! I was up bright and early today because I was on the radio this morning. I had a great talk about all things Halloween with Tara Clow on News 91.9–in fact, that could be why you’re here now! Could also be because Scotty and Tony of XL 96.9 invited me to have an interview, and that was aired this morning. Thanks to Scotty and Tony, as well as Tara and Shaun, for having me on this morning! It was great talking with all of you! To celebrate Halloween, I’m bringing a short story back from the dead. I wrote this three years ago and spent part of yesterday revising it. This is a Halloween short story, but those of you who are fans of my horror work may be a little disappointed! This is more of a whimsical Halloween tale, spun for a children’s audience. It might be a good one to read to the little ones. Hope you enjoy it, despite its decided lack of spookiness… — Mrs. Winter’s Witch Cats, by K. M. Cooper For as long as I can remember, we lived next door to a kindly old lady. She lived alone, except for her three cats: Samuel was an enormous grey tabby, Edward was a sleek and slender black cat, and Winter was a beautiful white longhaired cat. This lady went by the name of Mrs. Winter. I thought it strange she had a cat with her same last name, but Winter the cat did look an awful lot like her. Mrs. Winter had these two piercing amber-green eyes, just like a cat’s, and her hair was long and white, though she usually wore it back in a single, long braid. Mrs. Winter’s house looked like it came straight from a fairy tale. Outside she had the most beautiful and well-cared-for rosebushes and lilac trees. She had a long wooden deck that had an awning over it and looped all around the house, and underneath sat a little rocking chair. All around the deck there were boxes and boxes of flowers, as well as a number of hanging plants. I suppose you can imagine how lovely the place looked in the summertime, when all sorts of butterflies and little ruby-throated hummingbirds flocked to her front yard to feed on the nectar. The backyard was just as lovely, with a couple of fruit trees that we could see if we went on our toes on the fence and peeked over, and a vegetable and herb garden that took up most of the soil back there. An arbor (that’s what Mother said it was called) decorated with vines of roses and orange flowers I didn’t know the name of welcomed whoever entered, and a little pond sat under one of her fruit trees. Mrs. Winter had a very big backyard, and how my sister and I longed to play in it! One day in the summer, Mrs. Winter showed up on our doorstep and knocked three times precisely. My mother answered the door, for I had been told never to answer it myself at my age. “Well hello, Mrs. Winter. This is a nice surprise,” said Mother. “Hello, Mrs. Daly,” Mrs. Winter replied. “I wonder if I might borrow your girls for awhile?” I couldn’t see them, but my little sister, Beth, and I could hear them from the living room, where we had been playing with our dolls. “Oh? Whatever for?” my mother asked. “Well, you see,” Mrs. Winter began, “the beetles have been destroying most of my potato crop this year. I thought to give your girls a small opportunity to make some pocket change.” “I’ll see how they feel about that! Girls, could you come here, please?” she called. Beth and I neatly placed our dolls on the floor–we didn’t want to hurt them after all–and we gathered ourselves and rushed to the door, where Mrs. Winter was standing, smiling pleasantly. “Good afternoon Trill and Beth,” she said to us. “My, how you’ve grown! How old are you both?” I glanced at...

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Go for the goal!

Posted by on Oct 28, 2011 in Life in Writing | 0 comments

Go for the goal!

It’s nearing the end of October, which can only mean one thing. Well, all right, two things. Wise guy. NaNoWriMo is approaching! And this year I’ve decided… well, I’m actually not going to do it at all. I have too much going on this year! And besides that, with all the writing projects I have on the go… I really, really shouldn’t be starting another one. What I’ve decided is that this year, I’m going to substitute NaNo for finishing (or, in some cases, starting) a couple of my writing projects, not all of which are necessarily literature. True to NaNoWriMo mentality, though, I will be working on this every day, and I will set a goal for myself. I won’t sign up for the website and give myself a word goal, because then I know I’ll be tempted to participate in NaNo itself! Instead, I’m going to use my blog to update on my progress. Without further ado, my goals: 1. Finish last year’s novel. I wrote the 50,000 words, that is true, but I couldn’t find the ending. This month, it will be finished.2. Finish the planning for Population: 1.3. Plan and script another cooking video. You know, just because the last one was so much fun.4. Do a soft edit of the draft of last year’s novel.5. Finish writing the song I started earlier this year. I will try to do one a week. Since there are just about 5 weeks in November and some of the goals are a little shorter (the first and last week are not complete weeks), I should have enough time. Should. Wish me luck, and see you soon! Please follow and like...

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Goodbye to an old friend.

Posted by on Oct 25, 2011 in Life in Writing | 0 comments

Goodbye to an old friend.

Losing family isn’t easy. It doesn’t matter what relation they are to you: if they are gone, they leave behind a hole in your heart that can never really be filled up again. Not all family members are blood family. In fact, not all of them are even human. Yesterday, we lost a very dear family member: our cat, Jake (short for Jaqueline), who had been with us for fifteen years. She was old, and her heart couldn’t take the strain anymore. There was nothing we could do and she wasn’t in pain, she was just weak. So, Mom and Dad brought her home for the last time. She died very quietly and peacefully yesterday morning, to the sound of water from the open window. We buried her later that day in Alma, near a spot by our house where she used to go mousing. She was an indoor-outdoor cat, and she loved to hunt. She also loved us. Jake was very much a people cat. Her best friend was my father, whose nose she would bat with her paw in the morning to wake him up. She would follow him everywhere like a loyal dog and would scold him if he left for too long. She had a very big personality and was vocal; Jake’s thoughts were never a question, and she certainly didn’t need any words to let her opinions be heard. I’ll never forget the last night I saw her. It was just the other night, in fact, after they had brought her home from the vet. She was so weak, and she couldn’t move more than a few steps without getting tired. I approached her and saw her lying in her basket, staring off in the distance. When she heard my footfalls, her head popped out of the basket to meet my eyes. She greeted me with one of her classic meows, as if to say “You’re here! You came! I’m so glad to see you!”, and she didn’t sound hoarse at all, even though she was so weak. She didn’t give any hint to how tired she was with those meows. They sounded reminiscent to the older days, when I would come home from school or work or university, and she would greet me the same way. I patted her and she gave the same happy purrs she would when she was healthy. I’ll miss the sound of her purring. It was how I could tell which cat had just jumped on the foot of my bed when it was dark. Her brother, Mira, didn’t have quite as distinct a purr as Jake’s. Mira left us many years ago, a very sick cat. Jake was healthy up until about a month ago, when her heart started to fail her. She was responsive until the end, though, and her eyes would dart about wide and alert the whole time, as if she didn’t want to miss a moment of it. Jake wasn’t just family, she was a friend. She always knew me, even when I left for many months for university, and always greeted me the same way when she saw me: the same as when she saw me the other night. Some people would think it strange to mourn the loss of a pet so strongly, but I don’t believe that. You don’t need words to build a lasting bond. You don’t need to speak the same language to miss the sound of someone’s voice, or to be understood. In fact, sometimes the lack of language makes the communication that much stronger. It eliminates the need for words altogether. Sometimes it can make the bond that much deeper. So, thank you, Jake. Thank you for being a friend. Thank you for always being so vocal. And thank you, especially, for holding on until we could see you at the very end, and purring the whole time. Thank you for that one last fond memory I have and will never forget. To finish, I’m going to add in a poem that my father, Allan Cooper,...

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(Almost) a year later

Posted by on Oct 6, 2011 in Life in Writing | 0 comments

I feel it’s important to note that it’s now been almost a full year since Hub City Survival was first put into print. Since then, over 100 copies have been printed and six stores carry my book. To many authors, that would be a failure. To someone who self-publishes and doesn’t have as much time to promote, nor the means to hire someone for promotion, this is a success! The book is still selling well and I am contacted with relative frequency about restocking. If you’d like a copy, I’ll be selling them online through Paypal for $25 each. Shipping, signing, and a little surprise gift is included! I’ll include a link on the side for future use. Now, my next project, as I stated before, is to write Dahlia’s story. I am in the process of mapping out the entire story, which is quite extensive. As I previously mentioned, however, this will be a story that you can actually interact with. As such, I have created two new blogs: one to tell the story in a completely in character fashion, and an out of character blog to discuss and participate in. Please feel free to follow both blogs if you’re interested! Here is a link to the Population: 1 main blog, and here is the Population: 1 OOC (out of character) blog. I’m really excited about the project and it’s coming together, even if it is taking awhile. I hope it’ll be well worth it! NaNoWriMo is just around the corner, as well. I have an idea for it, but I haven’t decided whether or not I’ll participate this year. Time will tell if my life will be too hectic this year, but I hope it will work out! This weekend I’m getting married and going on a brief honeymoon to Saint Andrews, so I’m hoping the time away from… stuff will replenish some of my decidedly diminished creative pool. Have a wonderful October, if you don’t hear from me by the end of it! Please follow and like...

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