tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-260931912008-07-24T20:45:19.972+01:00Deep ThinkerMariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.ukBlogger328125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-46395038009199792002008-07-24T10:34:00.011+01:002008-07-24T12:02:03.052+01:00This is what could happen if Brad and I got together<span style="font-family:verdana;">I found this link on </span><a href="http://innerminx.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Inner Minx's</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> blog and couldn't resist. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is what my child with Brad Pitt could like if I ever got it together with him.</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_goZdMx4-0II/SIhN4phW7zI/AAAAAAAAATM/7l5ohgU41uA/s1600-h/bradandmariesbaby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226513003177242418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_goZdMx4-0II/SIhN4phW7zI/AAAAAAAAATM/7l5ohgU41uA/s400/bradandmariesbaby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Go </span><a href="http://makemebabies.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;">HERE</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> if you want to make babies with a celebrity.</span>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-1694779017502596052008-07-16T21:33:00.017+01:002008-07-23T14:43:21.123+01:00Novel Update<span style="font-family:verdana;">The novel’s almost finished now. I’ve still got the final editing to do, but I've decided to leave that until September. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'll be going on holiday in a few weeks, so until then I'm not going to blog much because I'm feeling really tired and stressed out at the moment. I also want to work on my music.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I really can’t wait to get away. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">I only hope that when I get back I'll feel refreshed and ready to begin that editing (and that it doesn't take too long!). </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Then it'll be time to look for an agent and publisher!</span>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-15016600029865716662008-07-13T10:11:00.007+01:002008-07-13T16:30:38.715+01:00Soundtrack of my Novel<span style="font-family:verdana;">Music that I listen to while I write my novel.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Nightwish (always inspiring - I've written most of my novel while listening to this great band).<br /></span><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hjd-VLB82FA&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0x9461ca&amp;border=" fs="1&amp;color1="></embed><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b60HzS85yCg&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0x9461ca&amp;border=" fs="1&amp;color1="></embed><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Blackmore's Night (really helps set the mood for those Medieval and Renaissance scenes).<br /></span><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j6hO-EXWJfE&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0x9461ca&amp;border=" fs="1&amp;color1="></embed><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hki_FEBUwTg&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0x9461ca&amp;border=" fs="1&amp;color1="></embed><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And to really get me in the vampire mood I sometimes listen to the soundtrack of one of my favourite films, <em>Bram Stoker's Dracula.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/057cO5jRNNM&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0x9461ca&amp;border=" fs="1&amp;color1="></embed>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-41761471657609486172008-07-08T10:03:00.015+01:002008-07-08T13:40:12.776+01:00A Favourite Poem<span style="font-family:verdana;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>Music, when soft voices die,<br />Vibrates in the memory --<br />Odours, when sweet violets sicken,<br />Live within the sense they quicken.<br /><br />Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,<br />Are heap'd for the beloved's bed;<br />And so thy thoughts when thou are gone,<br />Love itself shall slumber on. </em><br /></span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">One of my favourite poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley, <a href="http://classiclit.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?site=http://books.guardian.co.uk/review/story/0%2C12084%2C1129144%2C00.html">who died on this day</a> in 1822, aged 29.</span></p><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></p></span><em><br /><br /></em>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-50379613576043946942008-07-04T22:20:00.005+01:002008-07-04T22:34:37.813+01:00Memories<span style="font-family:arial;">As I've said, it's music that keeps me going at the moment, so here's the video of a beautiful song called "Memories" by Dutch Gothic metal band </span><a href="http://www.myspace.com/withintemptation"><span style="font-family:arial;">Within Temptation.</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">I won't be blogging for the next few days so I'd like to wish you all a nice weekend.<br /><br /></span><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bhzJO34SCoc&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0x9461ca&amp;border=" fs="1&amp;color1="></embed></p>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-69042024858249186322008-07-03T22:22:00.008+01:002008-07-04T16:39:05.780+01:00One of my problems<span style="font-family:arial;">One of the reasons I’ve felt depressed lately was because I was worried about my dad who has been in hospital all week having some fluid drained from his body. The hospital also spent a rather long time running various tests on him because they found a cyst on his kidney. As you can imagine, it’s been a very anxious time. I was in a state of panic all week, fearing the worst and sinking lower and lower into depression.<br /><br />He’s out of hospital now, and luckily, the cyst was harmless. Apparently, kidney cysts are quite common and as they usually don’t cause any problems, some people may go through life not knowing they have them.<br /><br />The fact that my dad, who is 67, had also had a liver transplant 6 years ago made me panic even more as I thought something might be up with his new liver, which has been working fine since the transplant. Fortunately, everything seems to be OK.<br /><br />A huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders, but I still can’t stop worrying though. Not just about my dad, but everything. But I’m better than I was yesterday. I’m going to start listening to my </span><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Instant-Confidence-Book-Paul-McKenna/dp/0593055357/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1215120042&amp;sr=1-2"><span style="font-family:arial;">mind-programming CD</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> again as I’m sure I had more confidence when I used to listen to it regularly.<br /><br />Lack of self-confidence, which is one of the symptoms of depression, is stopping me from following my dream. I've got to do something about it before it's too late.</span>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-85595188082565153222008-07-02T08:47:00.016+01:002008-07-02T12:02:58.709+01:00Can't Cope<span style="font-family:arial;">I wasn't sure about posting this but I feel like I'm going to explode if I don't.<br /><br />I’m so depressed. Everything is going wrong for me lately. I've got so many problems and I'm always stressed.<br /><br />I’m anxious all the time, and can’t stop worrying about the future. To be honest, I've lost hope in life getting any better. I just know it’s going to get worse.<br /><br />I don’t enjoy anything anymore. Even music. Though I still listen to it in order to cope. As for writing, I don’t know why I bother.<br /><br />What’s the point?<br /><br />It's the same with blogging. Why do I do it? For some reason I hate to read my blog posts. They make me cringe with embarrassment. Like this one. I'll probably delete it later.<br /><br />And I hate this hot weather. It makes me feel even more miserable.<br /><br />I know everyone has problems, but at the moment I feel as if mine are piling on top me and I’m suffocating.<br /><br />But just in case anyone is worried - I'm not about to commit suicide, even though this post may sound like I am</span>.<br /><br /><br /><br /><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" style="color:#eeeeee;"><span style="font-size:14;"><strong>Your Depression Level: 84%</strong><br /></span></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><br /><center><img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoudepressedquiz/depressed-5.jpg" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />You seem to be severely depressed.<br /><br />You should seek immediate attention from your physician.<br /><br />Depression can be cured - you just need to take the first step.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoudepressedquiz/">Are You Depressed?</a></div>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-63187054322108746472008-07-01T14:54:00.019+01:002008-07-13T16:36:49.070+01:00Novel Extract<div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Here's an extract from my novel, which I would describe as <em>Wuthering Heights</em> meets <em>Interview with the Vampire</em>. It's a vampire novel of reincarnation, betrayal and revenge. Please note that this isn't the final draft. </span><br /></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Prologue </span></div><div align="left"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sharing him may cause me great pain. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">And yet I had not thought of that as I hunted him through time. When my utmost desire was to see him again. Reborn just for me. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">My long lost love. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">For it is he. The same fire burns in his eyes. Those orbs of deep blue, the shade of sky I can no longer see, beaming with hope and liberty. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I ache to touch him, to hold him, to love him. It has been a long time. Centuries. But does he remember me? </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">We are watching the sun slowly sink behind the range of the mountains, the sky ornate with a rainbow of colours. Songs of evening birds echo around us and the strong aroma of flowers and new mown grass drifts through the air. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">My long lost love turns to me. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Gaze holds gaze.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>Remember me, my love.</em> </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">He slips his arm over his lover’s shoulder. ‘It is truly magnificent, is it not? I daresay that it is the most wonderful thing that I have ever beheld.’ </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">His lover smiles. ‘Oh, it is truly enchanting. But I think I find the daylight view far more agreeable, when the sunlight dances upon the lake.’</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">‘I disagree, my sweet,’ he says. ‘The night is far better. In particular when the moon shines and glitters its reflection in the lake.’</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I am of the same opinion, for I have not seen true daylight in centuries and have come to view the night as my comforter. ‘It is exquisite,’ I say. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">My own lover’s arm tightens its grasp around my waist, reminding me that there are four of us in this paradise of exiles. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">He communicates his thoughts to me. <em>Do you know how I feel at present, Eleanor? Knowing that you lust for the poet? That I even allowed you to follow him here?</em></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em> </div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Philip is my maker. My companion. For centuries he hunted me. Since the most ancient of days when Alexander the Great had sought to conquer all. Centuries later, under the spell of a blood moon, he snared me with his piercing silver gaze, enticing me to eternity.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">An eternity we share. But my love for the poet’s soul will always stand between us. For how can my devotion to him ever wane? For within me there pulsates the memory of an ocean of tears - wept during the silent hours of my eternal soul.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>Leave me be, Philip. You stole me from him. I cannot help but love him.</em> </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>I did not steal you from him. I saved you from your mortal destiny. </em></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">He squeezes my arm. </span></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>Remember the curse of our kind, Eleanor. </em></span></div><div align="left"><br />© Marie Seymour 2008</div>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-51634897153784438462008-06-23T11:26:00.018+01:002008-07-08T10:12:31.266+01:00The Romantic SpiritI love the <a href="http://www.poetseers.org/the_romantics">Romantic Poets </a>and the Romantic era. In fact, if I had a time machine, I'd definitely want to visit that period. And since I began researching for my novel, which is set during that era, I've become even more obsessed.<br /><br />Here's a great video about Romanticism that I found on YouTube. It's really interesting. It's part of a series entitled "The Romantic Spirit".<br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nGUzWhTxHcs&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-38709200553314865802008-06-19T12:30:00.012+01:002008-06-22T10:06:58.745+01:00From Poem to Song<span style="font-family:arial;">This song was once a <a href="http://marie-deepthinker.blogspot.com/2007/10/lost-loves-memory.html">poem </a>and is based on my novel <em>Poet's Blood.</em></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Lost Love’s Memory</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Behold dear sky<br />These tears I cry<br />Wind whisper to me<br />Sighs of loneliness<br />Break these chains<br />Of all my pains<br />Let me veil him<br />In sweet caress<br /><br />CHORUS<br />Speak to me of<br />Treasures gone<br />Of lost love’s memory<br />His smile, the light<br />His eyes, the deep<br />Keep to me<br />For eternity<br /><br />Sun casts her glance<br />Feasts in merry dance<br />Upon a withered heart<br />As soul meets icy lips<br />Caress of death<br />Winter's breath<br />As my true love<br />From life he slips<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">© Marie Seymour 2008</span>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-40281876372241021782008-06-16T13:20:00.006+01:002008-06-16T13:27:32.328+01:00High Sensitivity<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>Your Sensitivity Score: 91%</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouextremelysensitivequiz/sensitive-5.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You are an extremely sensitive person. You notice everything.<br /><br />You've probably been called overly sensitive before, and it's partially true.<br /><br />Highly sensitive people tend to be highly intelligent. And you just can't turn off that part of you.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouextremelysensitivequiz/">Are You Extremely Sensitive?</a></div>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-16195385830229523872008-06-15T10:48:00.014+01:002008-06-23T14:44:53.197+01:00Female SingersCan't think what to blog about so I thought I'd do a post about some female singers that have influenced me over the years.<br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">Stevie Nicks</span><br />I got into Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac in the late 1980s when I formed my first band. She is perhaps my biggest influence. I love her voice, her style, and of course her music.<br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/py3w5fttedA&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed><br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">Belinda Carlisle</span><br />I spent hours up in my bedroom singing along to Belinda's music in the 1980s. I love her unique voice.<br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dknavRJq6UA&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed><br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">Pat Benatar</span><br />Made me want to be a rock singer instead of a pop singer.<br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/glAPFCKiB6g&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed><br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">Tarja Turunen</span><br />Ex-Nightwish singer. Love her classically trained voice. <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fsz6bOIuKJc&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">Sam Brown</span><br />Another favourite from the 1980s/90s. Great powerful voice.<br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/muDZD3wgoHI&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">ABBA</span><br />Reminds me of my childhood. I used to sing along to ABBA records with my cousins. I'm the only one that took it seriously and wanted to follow a singing career.<br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lDce53IAU58&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed><br /><br /><br />Of course there's more, but I wanted to keep this post short.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-61897533611191127592008-06-09T16:26:00.009+01:002008-06-13T22:26:45.719+01:0086,864 words<div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The word count of my novel so far is 86,864, and I'm pleased to say that it's almost finished.<br /><br />For various reasons, I'm not writing much these days, but when I do find the time, I'm currently going through the whole manuscript adding more description where it's needed. I don't write much description during early drafts because I prefer to concentrate on dialogue. That's how my stories unfold. I'll have the basic plot idea and characters, then I just see where it takes me, building and layering it through many many drafts.<br /><br />The thing is I always obsess about description because, to be honest, I don't think I'm very good at it. I do try to use all the senses to bring a scene to life, but then I'll worry about not writing enough. But at the same time, I know that it's good to let the reader use their imagination a little bit. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">In his book <em><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Writing-Memoir-Craft-Stephen-King/dp/0743455967">On Writing</a></em> Stephen King says that to write good description 'the trick is to find a happy medium', and that 'good description usually consists of a few well-chosen details'.<br /><br />I agree. And that's what I try to remember. But I still worry about it (I am a worrier after all). It's one of the reasons that makes me wonder if I'll ever finish this novel. The perfectionist in me won't let me. </span></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Once I'm satisfied with everything, I'm going to let the novel rest a while and then I'll begin the final edit.</span></p><p>Here's a little snippet from my novel. I'll be posting more in the near future: </p><p><em>'Centuries later, under the spell of a blood moon, he snared me with his piercing silver gaze.' </em><em></p></em><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Currently listening to:<br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Apocalyptica</span><br /></span><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8JjQGt7WjK0&amp;hl=" width="425" height="349" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed></div>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-59483404855710696042008-05-25T10:05:00.005+01:002008-05-25T10:07:54.884+01:00Tired of WaitingI've been really busy and haven't had time to think about what to post on this blog. It's not as if I've got anything interesting to say at the moment anyway.<br /><br />I really wish I had some exciting news to blog about but things seem to be taking a long time - with both the writing and the music. And I hate waiting. Let's face it, I'm not getting any younger, and I worry about time running out and never achieving my dream. Why does time go by so quickly now? It wasn't always like that, was it? I mean, half of this year's gone already. That scares me. It really does.<br /><br />At least the novel is almost finished now. I'm both excited and scared about that. It's the kind of novel I've always wanted to write. The kind I always want to write. But will the publishing world believe in it as much as I do?<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">The Agent's Tale - Find out how to get your book published</span><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGuQJq5OY7I&amp;hl=" width="425" height="373" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" color1="0x402061&amp;color2=" border="1" wmode="transparent"></embed>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-2175470767180895072008-05-08T10:24:00.012+01:002008-05-09T10:00:47.268+01:00Writing AgainSorry for not posting or visiting any blogs lately. I’m cutting down on time spent online because that’s the only way I’ll ever get my novel written.<br /><br />As you know, I’ve been busy with my music lately and so I decided that in order to concentrate on that it was better to put the novel on hold for a while. Anyway, it seems that the short break has helped me get over my writer's block, which means I'm back working on the novel now and feeling inspired once again. It looks like it'll be finished soon.<br /><br />Apart from that, I'm still working on some lyrics for my brother's compositions and hoping to record them soon.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-78086218276294107702008-04-24T21:54:00.004+01:002008-04-25T09:53:04.856+01:00The Other Boleyn Girl and Historical Fiction<a href="http://www.philippagregory.com/index.php">Philippa Gregory</a> is one of my favourite authors and I’m currently re-reading her excellent novel <em><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/0006514006/ref=s9sims_c4_at1?pf_rd_m=A3P5ROKL5A1OLE&amp;pf_rd_s=center-1&amp;pf_rd_r=1WDFH7X6YKPV9BKFAA4E&amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;pf_rd_p=139045791&amp;pf_rd_i=468294">The Other Boleyn Girl.</a></em> I’ve been a fan of her writing since I first read <em><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Wideacre-Philippa-Gregory/dp/000723001X/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1209053598&amp;sr=1-2">Wideacre</a> </em>(one of my all-time fave novels) many years ago. I suppose that was the first novel that got me interested in historical fiction. I remember thinking as I was reading <em>Wideacre</em> how much I’d love to write a historical novel one day. And now here I am many years later writing a historical novel - though mine has vampires in it of course.<br /><br />What I like about <em>The Other Boleyn Girl</em> is how the Tudor period is brilliantly brought to life with such vivid historical detail. In fact it's one of the things that I like about all Philippa's historical novels. She captures the time period well and I always feel as if I've been transported back in time when I'm reading. But that's not all. The novels are deeply absorbing from beginning to end and the characters are so well-drawn.<br /><br />I haven’t seen the film adaptation of <em>The Other Boleyn Girl</em> yet as I’d rather watch it on DVD, but from what I’ve heard and read, it’s not that great. I don’t expect it to be as good as the novel, because we all know how things get changed in order for it to work as a film. However, I’m sure it will be interesting to watch and so I am looking forward to seeing it soon. Judging by the trailer, the costumes look amazing.<br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">The Other Boleyn Girl Trailer</span><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUZojhOdphg&amp;hl=" width="425" height="373" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed><br /><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">Philippa Gregory talks about The Other Boleyn Girl</span><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kaks173Uq0A&amp;hl=" width="425" height="373" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" border="1" color1="0x402061&amp;color2="></embed>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-42076601462406064932008-04-17T12:19:00.011+01:002008-04-20T10:14:02.223+01:00My Music Muse is CallingI'm taking a short break from the novel in order to concentrate on my music. I’m currently writing and recording songs with my brother and the plan is to get them heard online at MySpace, etc. We haven't even decided on a name for this band yet (it's just us two, with me on lead vocals), but I'm sure that we'll come up with one soon.<br /><br />As for the novel, it’s not as if I can write at the moment, what with these hay fever symptoms that I’ve suddenly developed. As I type this I can barely keep my eyes open because they’re so sore and watery. I also have a running nose. The thing is I never used to suffer from hay fever before. I’ve only noticed these symptoms over the past couple of years. It also seems to be affecting my throat, so that’s not good news for my singing either.<br /><br />I’m posting this video to cheer me up a bit, and because it’s one of the best music videos I’ve ever seen.<br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">'The Islander' by Nightwish</span><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hRc9rNDZOCE&amp;hl=" width="425" height="373" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" color1="0x402061&amp;color2=" border="1" wmode="transparent"></embed>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-59150120138502672182008-04-13T10:39:00.000+01:002008-04-13T10:42:15.212+01:00Feeling Down, But This Cheers Me Up<embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/de5pfRUjE34&amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-87854843153756397092008-04-07T10:54:00.003+01:002008-04-07T22:09:36.839+01:00A Meme of Fours<a href="http://wynnbexton.blogspot.com/">Wynn </a>tagged me for this meme. Instead of boring you all with my own answers, I thought it would be fun to let one of the characters from my novel do it. I got the idea from <a href="http://lostfort.blogspot.com/">Gabriele's</a> blog.<br />I hope she doesn't mind.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">HERE ARE THE VAMPIRE ELEANOR'S ANSWERS<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR JOBS THAT I'VE HAD</span><br />As a vampire, I don't really need to work. Also, I was born rich so that helps. However, I have earned money in the past from my creative talents, such as singing, writing and painting.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">FILMS </span>I COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER<br /></span>Living in the year 1822 it is not possible to watch films as they have not been invented yet. However, in one of my psychic visions of the future I have seen that one day my own true story will be made into a film.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR PLACES I'VE LIVED<br /></span>1. Yorkshire, England<br />2. London, England<br />3. Geneva, Switzerland<br />4. Venice, Italy<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR PEOPLE WHO E-MAIL ME REGULARLY</span><br />What is e-mail? I have not seen this in my visions of the future yet.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR TV SHOWS THAT I WATCH<br /></span>Ah, this is something to do with moving images again, I believe. No such thing exists in 1822, but I do enjoy going to the opera.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR PLACES I'D LIKE TO BE RIGHT NOW</span><br />1. Back at Lake Geneva in 1816 with my mortal friends Byron, Shelley and Mary. What a great joy that was!<br />2. I would also like to return to Renaissance Venice as I had the most agreeable time there. However, it was also a sad time, but you will have to read my book to find out why.<br />3. I also wish that I could be with my maker, Philip. We have been companions for 600 years, but he has suddenly disappeared. I wish I knew where he was. I want to tell him that I am sorry for falling for a mortal.<br />4. Ancient Greece. I had a past life there.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR FAVOURITE FOODS</span><br />I don't care much for food, but I am addicted to blood. Sometimes that can be a curse.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR PLACES I'VE VISITED</span><br />I have lived for six centuries so have been all over the world.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR EVENTS I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS YEAR<br /></span>1. Saving my true love, who is a mortal, from his imminent death. I have had visions of him dying for some time now. I must make him a vampire before it is too late.<br />2. I am really hoping to kill my enemy before she kills me. She has been after me for centuries.<br />3. Hopefully seeing Philip again.<br />4. The publication of a novel and epic poem that I am currently writing.<br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">FOUR PEOPLE WHO SHOULD POST FOUR THINGS<br /></span>Any mortal or vampire reading this can have ago.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-9336182677368892802008-04-06T10:44:00.011+01:002008-04-06T16:01:00.839+01:00Snow in Spring<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_goZdMx4-0II/R_icJob26hI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jczaS9Ce7W4/s1600-h/gardensnow2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186066660204145170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_goZdMx4-0II/R_icJob26hI/AAAAAAAAAQs/jczaS9Ce7W4/s400/gardensnow2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_goZdMx4-0II/R_ib-Ib26gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qXKu8sD6Ojc/s1600-h/gardensnow1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186066462635649538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_goZdMx4-0II/R_ib-Ib26gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qXKu8sD6Ojc/s400/gardensnow1.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="left">I can't remember the last time it snowed here in April. I think it must have been back in the 1980s. It seemed to snow a lot in London back then, and the winters lasted longer, so it wasn't uncommon to see snow in Spring. As it doesn't snow that much now (especially in December and January when you'd expect), waking up to this today was a nice surprise.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">The pictures are of my mum's back garden.</div><br /><div align="left"></div>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-59451600992678403112008-04-06T10:32:00.011+01:002008-04-06T17:49:03.641+01:00LitMatchI've just discovered this new website for writers.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.litmatch.net/Default.asp">LitMatch</a> is a free literary directory that allows you to browse "the largest, most complete database of literary agents and agencies on the Web". It even has a targeted search to make it easier for you to find agents who represent writing like yours. You can also keep track of your submissions online.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-53506159907918417532008-03-31T17:32:00.024+01:002008-03-31T22:42:12.347+01:00Idea for Book 3I wasn’t really going to post today, but I felt that an update was needed after Friday's gloomy post. I really felt like I'd lost all hope when I wrote that one. Anyway, I spent most of Sunday sorting out the final chapter, which was one of the messy ones that I didn't feel like working on before. It doesn't look too bad now.<br /><br />I think I’ve already mentioned that I'm planning a trilogy. I've written some notes and scenes for book 2, but hadn't a clue about what I was going to write for the third (apart from the fact that my lead vampires will be in it). However, as I was doing yet more research on the Net last night, I suddenly got an idea for book 3. Basically, it’s just an idea for the setting.<br /><br />But I think I’m getting ahead of myself here, so it's best that I just concentrate on finishing the current WIP first.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-392953228597368082008-03-28T11:35:00.005Z2008-03-30T21:01:52.691+01:00An UpdateJust an update on the writing.<br /><br />It hasn’t been going that well actually. At least, not as well as I’d hoped. I seem to be stuck on rewriting certain chapters, while ignoring and not feeling much like tackling others. I wonder why. Maybe those chapters are boring to write, or maybe they’re the most difficult. Probably the latter. And there’s always something that needs changing so I have to go back on certain parts. I’m such a perfectionist, that I doubt I’ll ever finish it. The synopsis is also driving me mad.<br /><br />I‘ve been writing this novel for two years. It’s also been two years since I began this blog.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-60129540073178139012008-03-17T10:09:00.008Z2008-03-17T10:20:41.601ZAlmost FinishedJust to say that I won't be around much because I really want to finish my novel. I'm almost there, still redrafting some chapters, cutting bits that don't add much to the plot, etc. Of course, once I think I'm done, I'll try not to touch the manuscript for a few weeks before starting the final edits. Also need to finish that synopsis.Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uktag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26093191.post-12874362836991392202008-03-10T11:56:00.009Z2008-03-10T22:10:57.631ZRewriting Can Be Fun<span style="font-family:arial;">I seem to be enjoying the rewriting of my novel now. I know that in the past I’ve complained about how many drafts I’ve had to do, but now that I’ve almost completed the manuscript I am once again finding joy in it. I seem to have found the enthusiasm to keep going. I hope it lasts for when I am doing the final edit.<br /><br />I do love my story, but sometimes actually getting it onto the page has proved difficult. My main problem being life’s many ups and downs, as well as my depression which seems to cloud my mind with so much negativity. I know I often judge myself harshly. But in me there lies an inner strength and belief in wanting to make my dreams come true, and most important of all, a great passion for writing.</span>Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507037483019197630marie.seymour@yahoo.co.uk