Catrina Taylor Rudd did a wonderful "Behind the Book" of Antiserum!! It includes, (get this!) a never seen before, sneak peek of Antiserum!!!! You just have to check it out! I'm so excited I'm actually doing cartwheels...badly I might add ;-P So, go see and enjoy the preview, then give me a shout out and let me know what ya think, huh??? Why not? Pick a site, I have three! Or twitter, or fb... lol ttfn :-F
http://readers.thewritingnetwork.com/2011/08/meet-the-book-antiserum/
Monday, August 29, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
School schedules and BLEEDING GREEN!
Hey everyoneeee :-F like I said, I was going to tell you guys about how my senior orientation went and all that cool jazz but I couldn't post right away because, guess what? My twin sister had her championship hockey game yesterday night! Sadly, I had to drop out of hockey before I left on my month and a half long trip. BUT! I am there for complete support with my parents and a couple of my loudest friends to cheer them on! haha! It was tons of fun especially since my friends and I kept cheering and getting everyone to join us with "LET'S GO GREEN TEAM LET'S GO!" and finally finishing with "MEAN GREEN MACHINE!" or "WE BLEED GREEN!"
And guess what? THEY WON! and even though they really did all the work and were sweaty and stinky as crazy, everyone said that we were awesome and played a huge part in keeping up the team's moral. So, YAY! teehee.
So as for my senior year orientation, it went.... Fairly easily. Haha. I'm not sure if all you guys know about this or not but in California, there's this new rule that any child k-12th grade has to have proof of their t-dap/whooping cough vaccination so the lines this year were crazy long and it went by super slow. But other than that, it was fairly easy and fun to go through knowing it was the last time I'd have to go through it. Haha. But I did get the schedule that i wanted as well as having two open periods :-f so guess what that means, I have open period that i coils just dedicate to my writing. YAY!
Well, that's all that basically happened so, BE SAFE EVERYONE!
<3 Patricia Carrigan
And guess what? THEY WON! and even though they really did all the work and were sweaty and stinky as crazy, everyone said that we were awesome and played a huge part in keeping up the team's moral. So, YAY! teehee.
So as for my senior year orientation, it went.... Fairly easily. Haha. I'm not sure if all you guys know about this or not but in California, there's this new rule that any child k-12th grade has to have proof of their t-dap/whooping cough vaccination so the lines this year were crazy long and it went by super slow. But other than that, it was fairly easy and fun to go through knowing it was the last time I'd have to go through it. Haha. But I did get the schedule that i wanted as well as having two open periods :-f so guess what that means, I have open period that i coils just dedicate to my writing. YAY!
Well, that's all that basically happened so, BE SAFE EVERYONE!
<3 Patricia Carrigan
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Senior Year and Broken Nails :D
Hey there everybody! yes, yes... it's true... I broke a nail, while walking my three dogs. Sad, but very true. Which is kind of depressing because I had them all at perfect lengths and was so proud of them... oh well!
What's really exciting this week is that I have Senior Orientation on the 25th! WooHoo! Senior year here I come! I'm excited :D! Can you tell? It's really weird how 3 years of high school go by so fast. And I thought Sophomore year was fast, boy was I wrong, Junior year went by even faster.
I'm just hoping that I get all of the classes I want without having to go through another math class... (if you haven't noticed, I'm more of an English and Writing kind of girl). I just hope this year isn't so fast that it makes my head spin, but there are a few things I could really look forward to, that would be my fourth and final year in Glass class, seeing a whole bunch of friends that I haven't seen all summer, only five classes instead of six, and a fifteen page government essay! Yay!
I was totally being sarcastic on the last one. Like I said, I prefer English :-F
I don't think there will be any family members of mine that will try to embarrass my sister and I like last year. My oldest brother dropped us off and as he was driving away he yells in the loudest texan accent I've heard, "Hey y'all! It's VBC! Vacation Bible School! Make good choices!"
Haha! I love him.
Anyways, I'll update you guys about how orientation when and everything on the 25th or 26th. Oh Goodness! School starts next week! Ah! So soon!
Be safe y'all!
<3 Patricia Carrigan
What's really exciting this week is that I have Senior Orientation on the 25th! WooHoo! Senior year here I come! I'm excited :D! Can you tell? It's really weird how 3 years of high school go by so fast. And I thought Sophomore year was fast, boy was I wrong, Junior year went by even faster.
I'm just hoping that I get all of the classes I want without having to go through another math class... (if you haven't noticed, I'm more of an English and Writing kind of girl). I just hope this year isn't so fast that it makes my head spin, but there are a few things I could really look forward to, that would be my fourth and final year in Glass class, seeing a whole bunch of friends that I haven't seen all summer, only five classes instead of six, and a fifteen page government essay! Yay!
I was totally being sarcastic on the last one. Like I said, I prefer English :-F
I don't think there will be any family members of mine that will try to embarrass my sister and I like last year. My oldest brother dropped us off and as he was driving away he yells in the loudest texan accent I've heard, "Hey y'all! It's VBC! Vacation Bible School! Make good choices!"
Haha! I love him.
Anyways, I'll update you guys about how orientation when and everything on the 25th or 26th. Oh Goodness! School starts next week! Ah! So soon!
Be safe y'all!
<3 Patricia Carrigan
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Hi there~
I'm happy as a short-tailed cat curled up under a rockin' chair that all of you are stoppin' by! So glad you're falling in for a visit! I promise to add more stuff to my Nothing Box ASAP! In the mean time I'm adding my werewolf drawing as a snack... hope I don't leave your tummy rumblin' for more. Of course if you get to hungry, head over to the original Nothing box, There's Cupcakes there!!! http://www.patriciacarrigan.com/the-nothing-box.html
Monday, August 15, 2011
Survey: Should I use this piece or no?
Hello, I need you readers' help in deciding whether or not to use this piece in my next book or not. Please leave a comment on my current blog in the category 'Help the Author' or click 'Yes' or 'No' on the survey question at the bottom.
Enjoy!
The scene is, Jocelyn Bairen was called in by Private Eye Investigator Mr. Callor. Mr. Callor has been investigating the murder of an American tourist that was in Transylvania at the same time Jocelyn was, and Mr. Callor has reason to believe Jocelyn was a part in Eric Henson's murder.
Jocelyn Bairen sat in the metal chair of the interrogation room. The room was small with one row of flickering lights in the middle of the cement ceiling that, unsurprisingly, matched the even colder cement walls. The interrogator paced in front of her on the other side of the table. His tie was undone and sweat glistened on his balding head. “Why don’t you just stay out of my head?” He asked. “Just answer my questions, please?”
Jocelyn laughed, “I just did; I favor manipulation.”
The interrogator, Mr. Callor, pinched the bridge of his nose, “That doesn’t mean you have to manipulate me into telling you the intimate details of my life. Knock it off.”
“Fine.” Jocelyn said happily as she stared at the wall to her left side, trying to find something different to look at.
Mr. Callor grabbed the back of his chair, “Let’s start over, where were you born?”
Jocelyn sighed and then turned her head to him, “Loma Linda Hospital in Loma Linda, California.”
“What do you like to do as a past time?” He fired off.
“Read.” She yawned.
Mr. Callor shifted his weight from his left foot to his right. “What do you like to read?”
Jocelyn’s eyebrows pulled together. “Ironically, vampire novels.” She almost snickered.
“Don’t joke around, Ms. Bairen.” Mr. Callor said sternly before beginning to pace again. “Do you play any sports?”
Jocelyn couldn’t help but smile, “Yes, I play hockey. You know that saying, ‘Give Blood, Play Hockey’?” She added. “Yeah, it’s perfect for me.”
She could tell Mr. Callor was getting fairly angered at this point. “I mean it,” He warned. “Take this seriously.” He sighed and blotted the sweat drops on his forehead with a pocket hankie. “What is your family like?”
Jocelyn’s nails dug into the hard steel arms of her chair, creating small notches. “They watch me like a hawk.” She stated bluntly.
Mr. Callor noticed her distaste and asked quickly, “Why’s that?”
Jocelyn slid a bit further down into the steel chair in an attempt to get comfortable. “I tend to sneak out of the house when I’m hungry.” Boredom shrouded her voice heavily.
“What do you mean by that?” He asked, leaning onto the table a little more.
Quickly seeing no more use in trying to get comfortable, Jocelyn sat up and gazed at Mr. Callor, “It means exactly what it sounds like, Mr. Callor.” Her blue eyes, shining with a bit of silver, pierced into his fiercely.
His voice quieted as he sat down, “Explain this to me.”
Jocelyn resisted the urge to growl. “You know why I’m here just as well as I do, Mr. Callor. There is no use to keep dancing around the thought you’ve wanted to say this whole time.”
She watched him gulp. “You murdered Eric Henson.” Mr. Callor’s voice wavered slightly. He hadn’t allowed himself to believe this was true.
“Yes.” Jocelyn said sternly.
“Why?” He asked; his voice suddenly hushed.
Jocelyn leaned over the table, not caring as her elongated fangs peeked from her lips as she talked. “Because I was thirsty… just as I am now.” Her voice carried an almost threatening undertone.
Mr. Callor’s hands shook slightly and his heart raced; pumping his blood so loud it excited Jocelyn. It caused her to smile broadly and expose her sharp fangs fully. Thirst had already turned her blue eyes to silver as her fingers twitched in anticipation of her gaining her new prey.
“I- I think this interview is over.” He stammered in fright.
Jocelyn was already standing slowly; capturing Mr. Callor in her deadly gaze. “I think it’s a little too late for that.” She smiled. Her hand grabbed a hold of the back of her steel chair and in one swift movement she had swung it over her head and smashed it into the lights overhead; lapsing the small room into complete darkness.
Her eyes had already adjusted in a split second, leaving Mr. Callor blindly feeling his way from his chair to the back wall.
“Marco?” Jocelyn asked in a quiet, devilish tone.
Mr. Callor began to scream.
Please leave your votes (Yay or Nay) as a comment.
Thank you very much!
<3 Patricia Carrigan
Enjoy!
The scene is, Jocelyn Bairen was called in by Private Eye Investigator Mr. Callor. Mr. Callor has been investigating the murder of an American tourist that was in Transylvania at the same time Jocelyn was, and Mr. Callor has reason to believe Jocelyn was a part in Eric Henson's murder.
Jocelyn Bairen sat in the metal chair of the interrogation room. The room was small with one row of flickering lights in the middle of the cement ceiling that, unsurprisingly, matched the even colder cement walls. The interrogator paced in front of her on the other side of the table. His tie was undone and sweat glistened on his balding head. “Why don’t you just stay out of my head?” He asked. “Just answer my questions, please?”
Jocelyn laughed, “I just did; I favor manipulation.”
The interrogator, Mr. Callor, pinched the bridge of his nose, “That doesn’t mean you have to manipulate me into telling you the intimate details of my life. Knock it off.”
“Fine.” Jocelyn said happily as she stared at the wall to her left side, trying to find something different to look at.
Mr. Callor grabbed the back of his chair, “Let’s start over, where were you born?”
Jocelyn sighed and then turned her head to him, “Loma Linda Hospital in Loma Linda, California.”
“What do you like to do as a past time?” He fired off.
“Read.” She yawned.
Mr. Callor shifted his weight from his left foot to his right. “What do you like to read?”
Jocelyn’s eyebrows pulled together. “Ironically, vampire novels.” She almost snickered.
“Don’t joke around, Ms. Bairen.” Mr. Callor said sternly before beginning to pace again. “Do you play any sports?”
Jocelyn couldn’t help but smile, “Yes, I play hockey. You know that saying, ‘Give Blood, Play Hockey’?” She added. “Yeah, it’s perfect for me.”
She could tell Mr. Callor was getting fairly angered at this point. “I mean it,” He warned. “Take this seriously.” He sighed and blotted the sweat drops on his forehead with a pocket hankie. “What is your family like?”
Jocelyn’s nails dug into the hard steel arms of her chair, creating small notches. “They watch me like a hawk.” She stated bluntly.
Mr. Callor noticed her distaste and asked quickly, “Why’s that?”
Jocelyn slid a bit further down into the steel chair in an attempt to get comfortable. “I tend to sneak out of the house when I’m hungry.” Boredom shrouded her voice heavily.
“What do you mean by that?” He asked, leaning onto the table a little more.
Quickly seeing no more use in trying to get comfortable, Jocelyn sat up and gazed at Mr. Callor, “It means exactly what it sounds like, Mr. Callor.” Her blue eyes, shining with a bit of silver, pierced into his fiercely.
His voice quieted as he sat down, “Explain this to me.”
Jocelyn resisted the urge to growl. “You know why I’m here just as well as I do, Mr. Callor. There is no use to keep dancing around the thought you’ve wanted to say this whole time.”
She watched him gulp. “You murdered Eric Henson.” Mr. Callor’s voice wavered slightly. He hadn’t allowed himself to believe this was true.
“Yes.” Jocelyn said sternly.
“Why?” He asked; his voice suddenly hushed.
Jocelyn leaned over the table, not caring as her elongated fangs peeked from her lips as she talked. “Because I was thirsty… just as I am now.” Her voice carried an almost threatening undertone.
Mr. Callor’s hands shook slightly and his heart raced; pumping his blood so loud it excited Jocelyn. It caused her to smile broadly and expose her sharp fangs fully. Thirst had already turned her blue eyes to silver as her fingers twitched in anticipation of her gaining her new prey.
“I- I think this interview is over.” He stammered in fright.
Jocelyn was already standing slowly; capturing Mr. Callor in her deadly gaze. “I think it’s a little too late for that.” She smiled. Her hand grabbed a hold of the back of her steel chair and in one swift movement she had swung it over her head and smashed it into the lights overhead; lapsing the small room into complete darkness.
Her eyes had already adjusted in a split second, leaving Mr. Callor blindly feeling his way from his chair to the back wall.
“Marco?” Jocelyn asked in a quiet, devilish tone.
Mr. Callor began to scream.
Please leave your votes (Yay or Nay) as a comment.
Thank you very much!
<3 Patricia Carrigan
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Hi!! this site under construction!
yep, my Nothing Box on Patriciacarrigan.com is getting full plus I thought I'd give you guys another place to find me :-F See you soon! Check back for pics, videos, etc.
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