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Wednesday, 2 April 2014

IWSG-Insecure Writer's Support Group for April 2014


Anna Nordeman


Thanks to Alex J Cavanaugh for starting Insecure Writer's Support Group.

This is my thirteenth post for IWSG.

Elsa, the cat, and my daughter, Elisabet

For my April edition of IWSG I would like to a few words about an adventure series for children, from about 8 to 12 years of age, called Warriors, by Erin Hunter. It is about four groups of ferrel cats that live in a forest, far away from humans or the 'twolegs', as the cats call them.

I was on a trans-Atlantic air-trip, when I first saw one of these books in the hands of a ten year old girl from the Netherlands. She sat and read and read so intently that I just had to ask her what she was reading.

As soon as I returned home, I ordered a copy of the first book Into the Wild, and read it very quickly. It was a real page-turner and I would dare to say, a cross-over book. You can be an adult and still enjoy reading them. (I've read the first six books)

The main character is a ginger tomcat, named 'Rusty' who looks a lot like my former cat, Lars:

Elisabet holding Lars or Sigge

But Rusty runs away from home and joins a band of wild cats who live together in a colony they call 'ThunderClan'. Rusty starts off as an apprentice warrior cat and after proving himself worthy as clan-member, he is accepted and rises in their ranks ...  I don't want to give away what happens but it is an interesting point of view.

If any of you have read any of these books, let me know. I enjoyed reading them.


I bought a stuffed toy cat today, to give to my daughter on her tenth birthday on May 12th. It is a consolation present because of her cat-fur-allergy. By then all of our cats should have moved to new homes. My deadline is the end of April.

And to everyone who is going to participate in April's big event - Happy A-to-Z-ing! I'm sorry, but I just don't have the time (or energy) to do the A to Z in April. But I'll try to visit!

Yours faithfully,

For those who would like to see my list of how-to-write-books, please go here
[If you would like to read my other earlier posts for IWSG, go back to my first post in March 2013 here, in April 2013 here, in May 2013 here, in June here, in July 2013 here, in August 2013  here,  in September 2013  here,  in October 2013 here, in November 2013 here, in December 2013 here, and for January 2014 here, and February 2014 here and March 2014 here.]

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Monday, 24 March 2014

Through the Eyes of a Child - WEP Challenge for 26 March 2014 - Write Edit Publish

Welcome to WEP's Blogfest for March [=Write-Edit-Publish, formerly 'Romantic Friday Writers'] Challenge for 26 March 2014 - 'Through the eyes of a child':

Through the Eyes of a Child

Ida and Karla were both nine years old. Ida lived on a farm with horses. Karla lived in a city, an hour's drive away. But Karla's father owned the nearest farm and that was where they spent holidays and weekends. 

Ida and Karla were very modern children, and kept in touch through their i-phones. Karla sat in her room with make-up on a small table with the image of Ida on her i-phone propped up against a bottle of nail-polish remover.

'What do you think of this colour, Ida?' showing off her lip glans.

'Did you get real earrings?' asked Ida.

'No, they are glue-on earrings from the children's department at Ahlén's department store.'

'Really? They look like real earrings. Everyone here has pierced ears. My older sister and my second cousin and everyone at school. I got my first pair of earrings last year.

'Almost everyone at my school wears earrings now.'

'Do you want to get your ears pierced?'

'Yes. But Mum won't allow it. I'll do it when I'm eighteen and can do what I want.'

'That's nine years from now. Why won't she let you do it now?'

'Because of the risk of infection. She says my heart leaks.'

'Your heart leaks?'

'Yes. I have a huge scar on my chest from the heart-operation I had when I was only one week old.' 

'Well, maybe she's right. You have to be careful in the beginning before it heals. I had to wash my ear lobes with alchohol every morning and night for six weeks.' 

'Do you like my nail polish?' asked Karla holding her hand to the phone camera, changing the subject.' Karla then brushed her eye lashes with mascara. 'Can you see that I have mascara on my eye lashes?'

'Just a little. Are you coming to the farm on Friday?'

'Yes. I'll be there.'

'Good. I want to show you my new pony. And then we can play with my Barbie dolls.'

'I'll let you know when we are on our way.'


Word count according to WordCalc: 357


I bet you all were expecting something horrble to happen here. Am I right?  Originally, I was going to do just that. 

This everyday scene is very much like a conversation, that I happened to overhear, between my daughter and her friend. 

My babies are growing up. Little girls start early wanting to be little women. They also want to be exactly alike. It is hard for a little girl to be different; to be the one who does not do what everyone else is doing.

I know. This is just a sketch. It's not really a story yet. But it will be. Karla arrives at the farm, and the two friends take a walk through the woods where, in the moonlight, a spaceship hovers and Karla is beamed up and abducted by aliens! 


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