Nocturnal Meetings

The countdown for the holidays is underway. This is an exciting time of year! I’m extra excited because my debut novel, Nocturnal Meetings of the Misplaced will be released in 6 months. For me it’s like waiting for my book baby to be born.

I really appreciate the cool people who visit this little blog, and those who share their amazing work, too. I thought I’d give you a sneak peek of Nocturnal Meetings.

Xx,

R.J. Garcia

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Awkward Moments

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by R.J. Garcia

For Halloween I thought I’d blog about something truly terrifying, especially for a wallflower, that is…awkward, embarrassing moments.

I think we all have them. Embarrassing moments are part of life. 

Here is a list of a few:

That awkward moment when

You are pulling a push door.

That awkward moment when –

You step to avoid someone, and they step the same way. Your kind of dancing. You don’t dance.

That awkward moment when –

You get called on in class, but you were zoning out and have no clue what you are even being asked.

That awkward moment when –

In an uncomfortable silence, you ask a hairstylist what they do for a living.

That awkward moment when –

Your friends post has two hundred and fifty-seven likes and yours has three, and you realized you liked your post accidentally. (It happens.)

 That awkward moment when –

You share something on social media and notice the typo only after you post it. And it’s your only cool post. Maybe, possibly you would have got more than three likes, but you have to take it down instead.

 That awkward moment when –

You’re standing up to someone, even yelling a little, and mess up a word and it ruins the seriousness of it, which goes along with this next moment…

 That awkward moment when –

You have finally had enough and storm out and realized you left something important and have to go back to get it. I hate that.

Your turn, share an awkward moment you have experienced.

Xx.

The Unexplained

by R.J. Garcia

Have you ever encountered the unexplained? I mean experienced an incident that is beyond logic. I consider myself to be kind of brave. By 12 years old, I had watched all the classic horror movies: Freddy, Jason and Chucky. I had toured haunted houses and realms. A guy jumps out at you wielding a chainsaw, or axe, but really, after he doesn’t kill you it becomes a little awkward. Being overly polite, I might even say, “Hello.” In which case, the fake serial killer would smile back.

When I was 13 years old, something weird happened …It was the middle of the night. I got up to pee. The TV in the living room called to me. An old lady’s face played on the screen. What first appeared to be lines on her face began to break apart like a thin layer of Autumn ice and blood seeped down. I grimaced.

Then a wooden marionette popped up on the screen. He was in pirate clothes with a Pinocchio nose. His eyes were two circles of black. His mouth was a crooked slash of red that didn’t move when he spoke. “Hi kids! I am the Skin Taker.” His inflection sounded strangely upbeat as he held up his little puppet hands, each finger its own tiny knife, dotted in blood.

A voice called out from behind and I jumped up! My mother’s voice.

“Mom, what’s this show?” I looked back at my mom, commenting, “It’s so bizarre.”

My mom replied, “Honey, it’s just static.”

TVI looked at the TV and only a screen of static blared. My mom told me I must have slept walked and dreamt the whole thing. It provided little comfort. Thirteen or not, I kept the lights on that night.

Now all these years later when I told my daughter about my dream she said, ‘It sounds like the Skin Taker from Creepypasta.” She showed me it on google. This marionette, was also named the Skin Taker, but was a skeleton which makes more sense because he needs skin. Yet, this couldn’t have inspired my dream because Creepypasta wasn’t around back then.

This made me think of Carl Jung’s ‘collective unconscious.’ This term refers to the unconscious mind shared by all humanity. It is composed of archetypes, which are symbols of universal figures. Maybe this character is just a figure of bad dreams only slightly manifesting in form? I don’t even know. This theory is hard to fully grasp.

Anyway, to make a long story short, this is still all quite strange to me. Even with Carl Jung’s theory I don’t quite understand what happened that night, or how this guy ended up on Creepypasta.

Now it’s your turn. Share an odd experience you had.

Xx

Writer Wellness

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  1. Don’t Compare yourself to other writers, except yourself yesterday.
  2. Do give yourself credit for the chapter you’ve finished, or that blog you wrote.
  3. Don’t allow anyone to determine yourself worth. Not agents. Not publishers. Not peers.
  4. Surround yourself with people who get you. Writing is a lonely life. A dog or cat makes for great unconditional support system.
  5. A good beta reader will make your writing better, and help you through the doubt.
  6. Be prepared for rejection and more rejection. Try your best to keep your spark. Remember why you started writing in the first place.
  7. The more you write the better you will get. And read, read, read.

What writing tips have helped you? Xxquills

Top Ten Wallflowers in YA Fiction

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The thing about wallflowers is they spend a lot of time in their head. I think because of this, they have more figured out than their peers. They’re introverts, but at the same time, they kind of want to reach out.

 

Top Ten Wallflowers From YA Books

  1. John from the Abandon series
  2. Raven Queen from Ever After High                    
  3. Nicki from Dork Diaries
  4. Cerise Hood from Ever After High
  5. Cather Avery from Fangirl
  6. Malachi from The Testing
  7. Charlie from The Perks of Being a Wallflower
  8. Lincoln from The 100
  9. Greg from Diary of a Wimpy Kid
  10. ilsa Herman from The Book Theif

By Karrington (Contest Winner)

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Popular books with long titles

My husband said my book title, Nocturnal Meetings of the Misplaced is too long. In response, I’m writing this blog.

Popular books with long titles:

  1. Something Wicked this Way Comes
  2. The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy #1
  3. Pride and Prejudice and Zombies
  4. The Perks of Being a Wallflower
  5. Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very bad Day
  6. I’d Tell You I love You but then I’d have to Kill You
  7. From the Mixed-up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler
  8. Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe
  9. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Harry Potter #5)
  10. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (Harry Potter#4)
  11. Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

I read all these books and loved them.

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Please send me the name of a book with a long title you read and loved or didn’t love. 

Xx

Oh, and Happy Father’s Day to any dad happening to read this.

Why I Write

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Why do I write? This is a question I’ve been asked. I think there are two main reasons why I write. The first is letting my imagination run wild is just fun, an escape, the greatest high for me. When I was little it started with playing pretend. In grade school, I was bullied a lot. I couldn’t wait to come home and pretend to be somebody else, with some other life.

Another reason, I write is explore things that I don’t understand. When I was a kid, I played with a boy named Joey. He had a beautiful dirt-streaked face, and wore the same tattered clothes all the time. He lived next-door to my grandmother. It was a third and fourth grade friendship. Although he never even held my hand, he would always say cool things like, “When we’re married, we can have a cat and a dog,”or “Once we’re grown-ups we can live on a boat and travel the world.”  I always just believed him.

I knew Joey’s mom had passed away, and his dad wasn’t around much. Yet, I only went inside his house one time, but would always remember it. The stack of dirty dishes next to a leaky sink, a refrigerator which bore no magnets and a kitchen counter cluttered with empty beer cans. Some adult must have been around to drink all the beer and install the imperfect plumbing, but there was no sign of them.

Sadly, I was in fourth grade when my grandmother died, and I never saw Joey again. I lost them both really. I always wondered what happened to him.

As a social worker, I’ve collected other stories similar to Joey’s, some much more tragic. I am awed and inspired by the resiliency I’ve seen firsthand. I have also been left with the same feeling, a rumble in my stomach. The rumble I first felt at my friend Joey’s house. Maybe writing is like self therapy for me, too…

Why do you write? Drop me a line.

Xx

 

Wallflowers are Awesome

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Okay, sometimes wallflowers are sad, but no one is perfect.

7 Reasons Why Wallflowers are Awesome:

  1. They are good listeners.
  2. A wallflower doesn’t judge others for being different.
  3. Wallflowers are faithful, trustworthy and devoted.
  4. They don’t mind spending time alone.
  5. A wallflower doesn’t follow the trends.
  6. Wallflowers are deep thinkers.
  7. They may blossom late, but they always blossom.wallflower

National Puppy Day

By R.J. Garcia

For National Puppy Day I thought I would blog about dogs. Dogs have been living with humans for 10,000 years. In this time they have learned to trust and rely on us and to be there for us in return. Some studies have shown that dogs can recognize people and learn to interpret human emotional states and moods. Studies have even suggested that dogs can avoid people who don’t treat their owners well.

All I know is that my dog loved me whether or not I ignored him for hours, acted like a grump or had bed head and a pimple at the end of my nose. A dog’s love is without condition. There is the old saying, “May I become the kind of person that my dog thinks I already am.”

There is something so easy and safe in the relationship you have with your dog. If you need them they will be there. I remember being bullied at school and having my childhood dog stay by my side all evening, as if he sensed my sadness. When I lost him it was like losing a family member. Dogs really do become like part of the family. The loss is unique because it is the loss of a truly unconditional love.

According to a recent survey, despite the painful loss, most people who have loved and lost a dog will eventually get a new one. Dog owners score higher on measure of well-being than those without pets. They know the relationship is worth it.

I thought I’d end this blog with a picture of my new love. She looks a little like my first dog. Maybe she is his great grand daughter. He did sneak away a couple times.

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A Valentine’s Day Blog

By R.J. Garcia

I have been lazy and neglectful and need to at least write something by now. Valentine’s Day is this big thing, so I thought I’d write about it. It actually started when Saint Valentine was imprisoned for marrying commoners, way back when. Of course, that’s the part Hallmark doesn’t tell us.

Okay, You’ve probably guessed, I’m not the most romantic person in the world. That might be why I like this Valentine card.I'm not sick of youI do love reading books. Young adult books are some of my favorites. I prefer Gothic suspense, or suspense, or even a good fantasy to romance. There are some books which are undeniably romantic. The Notebook was one of those books. The Fault in our Stars was even more touching because it was based on a true story.THE Fualt in our Stars

I like to read books that have an element of romance, but where the romance isn’t the main plot. I at least need a deep friendship, if not a romance to be part of the story, or the book leaves me feeling a little cheated. I was told by an literary agent that she can’t sell YA that doesn’t have romance.

Now comes the confessions of a bookworm, part of my blog. Some of my best Valentines were spent reading a good book and eating chocolate… Whatever you do, just have fun!

 

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