Preview of the Week

Doesn't really matter, considering none of you read this, but oh, well. Gives me something to do, I guess.

To the Grave-
 "You look like you're about to throw up."

I ignore him as the icy feeling crawls farther up my arm. Holding back a moan of pain, I look in the direction the Lupu came from. All I see is what I've been seeing all day - leaves floating to the ground, a black sky, and black trees.

"Endora." Shane's voice was almost angry, as if he was frustrated and about to yell. "What did it do to you?"

I whimpered as the pain worsened, ice crawling onto my shoulder now. The trail it left started to sting intensely, then burn. Shane's face appeared in front of me, and he glanced down at my cradled arm, his brow furrowing. When he looked back up at me, moments later, his eyes are wide and round and his face is filled with horror.

"Oh, God," he whispered. "It's really over."

So.

All you followers, I'm pretty sure, are from inkpop. So, if you're actually reading this, then you're going to go read these two inkpop projects. Like, right now.

Right Where You Fell by mscheponik

Harper and Eli bet on their futures. Neither had a winning hand.
 After high school graduation, Harper goes to her grandfather’s house by the ocean, determined to forget the painful memories of the injury that flipped her planned future on its head. It's there that she meets Eli, a boy who - like her - exiled himself to the beach as an escape. As the summer goes on, the two strike up a connection through their mutual love of poker, and through the unspoken pasts neither of them wants to face.

But as Harper rekindles her dream, she begins to realize that the future she longed for isn’t necessarily the future she needs, and that some dreams – like Eli’s – can never be replaced. 

Right Where You Fell is a novel I couldn't stop thinking  about. You can't help but connect with the characters and fall in love with Eli right along with Harper. Click here and read!

Hannah Boudreaux and the Council of Ancients by _kris10

Most seniors in high school focus on getting in college and going to prom; Hannah Boudreaux has to focus on saving the world.

 All things Interwar, World War II, and repairing antique radios were all Hannah Boudreaux knew, understood, and liked. She never thought of herself as special or the hero type; she was just Hannah Boudreaux, a regular girl living in the suburbs of Houston. But on the night of her seventeenth birthday, she and her two best friends, Adam and Topher, are attacked in downtown Houston by monsters and what couldn't possibly be vampires. That night changes everything for her, and now she must decide if she will take on her role as the heroine.

HANNAH is a novel that even has its own fan club. =P Doesn't that show you it should be read? It's filled with action and suspense- and you'd better like Adam better. =P Click here to read!

~Zoey~
 

Orange and Green

Yes. I have another new book idea. :] And Paradox went up to 12 while I was sleeping! :D

Orange and Green-
We giggled. We cried. We screamed.
Did he die?

Her mother always told her not to play by the cliffs. Always told her to stay away from the forest.

Nathalie has never been one for listening. And neither has Eric.

On Nathalie's fifteenth birthday, they went into the woods. Only one came out. And now, two years later, Nathalie could swear she's seeing Eric. But that's not possible, is it? After two years, everyone's been so sure he's dead.

He's not. Eric barely knows what's going on - but he knows he needs Nathalie's help if he wants to stay out of the forest.  

Zoey is not Happy.

Why? Because Zoey fell again. 

Yesterday, Paradox moved back up to 14. And it was still there this morning. I finished up reading Sit Tight, Take Hold, and then I went back to my profile.

I'm back at 15. Zoey does not like this number.

And right now, Zoey is afraid to write because she's angry. And when she's angry, bad things tend to happen to her characters. >_<

~Zoey~

I've Decided.

Not that it really matters, because none of you even read this.

Nightingbow will be uploaded to inkpop on December 21st, since that's the solstice. And if any of you have read The Devouring by Simon Holt, you'll understand why that's such a special day. ;D I'll be starting and hopefully finishing the trailer tonight, though I have no idea what I'm going to do for it yet.

Also, I'm actually entering a contest on inkpop. A real contest. This is a first. Just thought I'd say that.

And now I'm done talking to myself for the day.

~Zoey~

Preview of the Week

And again, you get a special little preview that I know none of you will read. This is a preview for Fallacy, the sequel to Paradox. :)

Fallacy-
I ran. No matter how much it hurt, no matter how much I wanted to turn back, I kept running.

Because Ash was gone. Because Mark was right. Because they were after me, and if I didn't run, I was dead.

And I preferred staying a live, thank you very much.

I wasn't sure what Mike would have to say about this. If I concentrated hard enough, it was almost like I could hear him, telling me that I was being pathetic, that the Sage he knew would never have run away like this.

Well, Mike, all I've been doing lately is running. It's become a specialty of mine. I'm sure you'd love it, if not for the fact that it involves quite a bit leaving with no warning.

"Ah, another runner. I do so enjoy it when they decide to play games."

I froze as I heard the voice. It didn't feel right - here I was, out in the open, on an empty street. During the day.

And I was still going to die.

Carnage

Because I'm just so smart, I have a new idea that I'll hopefully start writing soon.

Carnage

I trusted.
He lied.
And then...And then I died.
_______________
Not even the demons of Hell can make Adela forget. She's never going to forget how his lies destroyed her best friend, how his lies, tore her family apart, how his lies killed her sister. How his lies killed her.

But if Adela's going down, she's going to take him with her. No matter what the demons - or the devil - have to say about it.

Vengeance is sweet, and once Adela has had a taste of it, she's not going to stop. And apparently, neither is he.

Well, That's Cool.

No, actually, it's not.

I won't be getting on inkpop for more than ten minutes a day (unless I'm lucky) but in those ten minutes today, I found a thread. A person saying they made awesome covers. And when someone asked if he could give an example of some of his work, he posted the link to an inkpop novel with a cover that I made. And then he said that he'd made that cover ages ago on his old account, but it had been hacked.

Sorry, Jeff, but Seattlelover7 is my account, I made that cover, my name is Zoey and not Jeff, and I'm not a hacker.

Bottom line? He tried to pass off my work as his own. And that pissed me off. So now Zoey is angry.

~Zoey~

So Apparently....

If you don't like swears, I suggest you get away from this post. NOW.



So apparently, I'm a whiny little bitch who needs to shut the fuck up because I don't know what I'm fucking talking about and I'm always fucking wrong. Apparently, I need to get the hell out of this house because my father is fucking tired of listening to me and I argue too fucking much and he's ready to punch my face in.

Yes, father is drunk. And yes, I'm hiding in the basement again.

At least I managed to get some of FearScar done tonight.

~Zoey~

Preview of the Week

Nightingbow

The room is full of empty, glassy eyes that stare straight ahead. I can't stop my own from wandering restlessly around, avoiding only one thing.

The coffin.

I don't know why it's open. Jeremy's face is covered in bruises and gashes, torn apart. The rest of him isn't much better, so I guess I should be grateful that the rest of him was covered. The doctors had said that his arms were practically torn off, that even if he'd lived, he never would have been able to use either of them again.

So, basically, even dead, Jeremy is a mess.

At least he's not a Bow yet.

When they weren't consumed with grief, I know that's what my parents are wishing for. That Jeremy will be one of the many to wake. To walk, to speak, to move again. During the few moments when they're not crying, when their minds aren't blank, I know what they – and most of our town – want.

They want him to become one of the undead.

 

It's Finally Happened.

Many things have finally happened.

I've finally discovered the actual fear of being raped because of something a creepy guy on my bus said.

I've finally uploaded To the Grave.

Summer finally decided to have some fun with Logan.

I finally discovered that even when I ask a question, like the one about planning, no one answers.

And Paradox finally has the pink arrow.

Goodbye.

~Zoey~

Planning

When I write, I never plan ahead. Honestly, it just messes me up. I like to write my scenes in order, and if I start to plan, I'll want to write what I'm planning . . .

I've heard that it helps a lot of people to plan it all out, makes it easier to write. For me, I just write what immediately happens to come to my head. This probably isn't the best strategy, but it's what I do, and it seems to work fairly well most of the time. I also feel like it would be harder to change things if I planned, because when I wanted to edit, there might be some things I wouldn't be able to take out without changing the whole plan.

So, I guess what I'm asking is this: Do you plan out your books? If so, how? Do you think I'd be better off if I tried to do some planning?

~Zoey~

Be Afraid. Be VERY VERY Afraid.

Actually, don't. :p If the blog ends up looking a little strange, it's because I'm experimenting. Seeing what else I can do with it. I love what I have now (especially all the pretty fonts) but I need a change. I just . . . Need one. It happens quite often. So...I might screw up. :p Which means it'll look very strange and someone else will have to fix it for me.

~Zoey~

Endora just met Shane.

Today is just blog post day for me, ain't it? And I bet barely anyone is reading this.

But anyway, in my NaNo project, To the Grave, Shane and Endora just met. And I just hit 5, 500 words. :p I decided to make Shane tall, tan, and blue-eyed, just 'cause of the guy I used in the trailer. And they just met. On the street. Because he was following her. So he cold tell her that her best friend disappeared.

I didn't plan for it to be that way. I never really plan much, I had no idea how they would meet, but that's what happened. And I'd intended for Shane to be sweet but closed-off, but that didn't happen, either. Instead, he's a mixture of cocky and closed-off. Not that I have any problems with that, since he's very pretty in my mind. :D And he has an accent. A spanish one.

~Zoey~

Want to Hear About the Coolest Thing Ever?

Yeah, yeah, I'm posting twice today. It's my way to avoid NaNo.

But I feel the need to tell you all about my awesome new blanket. :D

I got it an Universal Studios in Florida, because we went to Harry Potter land. And I got a BLANKET. With the Slytherin snakes and colors on it. And it says 'Slytherin Quidditch.' Which will always make me think of Draco Malfoy.

Mmm. Draco Malfoy...Tom Felton... NaNo, you stand no chance.

~Zoey~

I'm Dead.

So, NaNoWriMo, you're just determined to mock me until I'm dead, aren't you?

At this moment, I have 4, 514 words. And I should have about 11k. My few awesomesauce followers who actually read this- think I can get 5k today while I practice the flute, take a shower, and do my Bio homeowrk? Well, I guess we'll find out.

Oh, and I finally finished the trailer for my NaNo, To the Grave. At two in the morning. XD Wanna check it out?

To the Grave trailer

~Zoey~

Hey There. ;D

So. Guess what? It's Thursday. Know what that means?

Vampire Diaries.

And that means DAMON.

Exciting, yes? VERY.

And also, anyone noticed the new pages? One that says 'Paradox and Fallacy' and the other one that says....uh...I can't remember? Why don't you go check those out, hmm? Please? Because that would be awesome.

And you can expect many Damon posts from me in the future.

~Zoey~

Preview of the Week

Yes, I'm starting a preview of the week. I'm sure you can figure out what it is for yourself. :p

Nightingbow preview-

"I think the worst part is that some of them seem to act . . . completely normal. Their eyes still show us what they really are, but some of them can act the exact same was as before. They can fool their family into thinking they're the exact same person.

But they haven't fooled me.

They're dead. The Bows are dead. I see the hunger in their eyes, hear the envy in their voices. Their hearts don't beat, but ours do. They cannot feel positive emotions, but we can. Their bodies don't feel the same way ours do, don't react the same way.

They want what we have. I know they do. Whether my parents believe it or not, I know what they're trying to do.

And I don't plan to let them do it."

Florida KILLED Me.

It was awesome, but I'm dead. And I think I have poison ivy.

I finally managed to get Bandaged Complexity uploaded (with a filler) and I just realized I have to start my NaNo. Got 325 words in a half hour. I'm a failure. And I REALLY want to make some trailers. But I really shouldn't.

SO ITCHY!

And I bought a Slytherin blanket in Orlando. :D

~Zoey~