<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230</id><updated>2012-04-17T00:22:32.472+08:00</updated><category term='discussion'/><category term='reading challenge'/><category term='characters'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='mailbox'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='supernatural'/><category term='meteor garden'/><category term='angels'/><category term='Camryn Morrell'/><category term='tagalog romance'/><category term='description'/><category term='fantasy'/><category term='setting'/><category term='Nina'/><category term='Save Forever for Me'/><category term='my books'/><category term='vocabulary'/><category term='in ten words'/><category term='humor'/><category term='romance'/><category term='excerpt'/><category term='meme'/><category term='drama'/><category term='waiting on wednesday'/><category term='revision'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='research'/><category term='Music'/><category term='writing process'/><category term='booking through thursdays'/><category term='files'/><category term='Tagalog Romance Novels'/><category term='school'/><category term='nonfiction'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='contemporary'/><category term='Point-of-view'/><category term='writing advice'/><category term='nanowrimo'/><category term='life'/><category term='literature'/><category term='writing challenge'/><category term='newswriting'/><category term='feature'/><category term='formatting manuscripts'/><category term='chick lit'/><category term='plotting'/><category term='wannabe writers'/><category term='approved'/><category term='teens'/><category term='manuscripts'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='writer&apos;s block'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='writing'/><category term='love'/><category term='novels'/><category term='historical'/><title type='text'>Camryn Morrell</title><subtitle type='html'>Romance, Happy Endings, and Life in General</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-1289814084115786338</id><published>2011-10-17T09:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:35:15.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camryn Morrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagalog romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novels'/><title type='text'>The Accidental Bride (2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKOA4EnJM-A/Tsr57BFu0ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cABZRWbx9MU/s1600/theaccidentalbride.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKOA4EnJM-A/Tsr57BFu0ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cABZRWbx9MU/s320/theaccidentalbride.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Accidental Bride&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Camryn Morrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was the worst kind of torture. Inaalok si Ella ni Xavier Alejandro, ang lalaking minamahal niya mula pa sa pagkabata, ng kasal—pero sa papel lang.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pinag-isipan niya for the millionth time ang pros and cons ng magiging desisyon. Kung papayag siyang magpakasal dito, mabibigyan siya ng pagkakataong makasama ito nang matagal at baka mahulog ang loob nito sa kanya. Unfortunately, ang operative word sa sentence na iyon ay ‘baka’. Ngunit hindi maalis sa isip niya na iyon na ang tsansa niya para mapaibig ang binata.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So she grabbed the opportunity. Di bale nang hindi pa ito madly in love sa kanya. Darating din sila sa puntong iyon....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acknowledgment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Danielle Parian who has never left my side through all the crap I've gone through and who has even offered to help me find a job. Thanks for everything, &lt;i&gt;Manang&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extra Info&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mentioned in a previous post that I choose a theme song for every novel I start, and I listen to that theme song over and over again while writing. My theme song for this book is &lt;i&gt;I Never Dreamed Someone Like You Could Love Someone Like Me&lt;/i&gt; by Kate Irving&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; The song is too literal for my taste, but I think it perfectly captures the relationship between Ella and Xander. She's been in love with him as long as she can remember, and, well, he's always been a bit oblivious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is the most serious and 'dramatic' novel I've ever written, so far. I had a hard time holding back on all the silly moments. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-1289814084115786338?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/1289814084115786338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=1289814084115786338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/1289814084115786338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/1289814084115786338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2011/10/accidental-bride-2011.html' title='The Accidental Bride (2011)'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKOA4EnJM-A/Tsr57BFu0ZI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cABZRWbx9MU/s72-c/theaccidentalbride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-7480523531155648060</id><published>2011-06-07T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:37:15.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagalog romance'/><title type='text'>I give writing advice... Yes, really, I do.</title><content type='html'>I was recently invited to post on a Facebook group for tagalog romance writers/readers/lovers in general. Here's what I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are so many veteran writers in this group who have really made a huge impact on the romance writing industry, and I'm technically still a newbie, so I'm a little shy about posting tips or advice. At the moment, though, my only advice is to be yourself. I think we've all gone through phases where we tried to imitate writers we loved, and that’s awesome practice for beginners. For me, however, the best way to truly make a name in the writing industry, aside from persevering, is to hone your own writing voice, to create your own “brand.” When you sound original on paper and a reader falls in love with your words, you’re the only one who can provide that special flavor. That’s all I can think of for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe someone asked for writing advice. FROM ME. *Starts jumping up and down.* This feeling almost beats the first time I saw His Secondhand Heart at National Bookstore. Cripes, I feel like a real writer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm really getting back into the swings of things writing-wise. I listened to some new songs and read a really good book. Nothing like&amp;nbsp;that "just read a good book" feeling to get the creative juices flowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-7480523531155648060?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/7480523531155648060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=7480523531155648060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7480523531155648060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7480523531155648060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-give-writing-advice-yes-really-i-do.html' title='I give writing advice... Yes, really, I do.'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-8021038797802119374</id><published>2011-06-02T16:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T09:35:44.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camryn Morrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagalog romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novels'/><title type='text'>Reel Love (2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8f239qQzZI/TedK-oS-YcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yzVFBqmEcSI/s1600/reellove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8f239qQzZI/TedK-oS-YcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yzVFBqmEcSI/s1600/reellove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reel Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camryn Morrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si Grace Hernandez ang klase ng babae na nililigawan nang matagal at pinapakasalan. Siya naman, si Dave Silverio ay ni hindi marunong manligaw. She deserved someone normal. Isang lalaki na may ordinaryong trabaho sa isang opisina o sa kung saan; iyong simple lang. At malayo sa deskripsyong iyon ang buhay niya bilang isang sikat na matinee idol. Kaya kahit baligtarin pa niya ang mundo, hindi magiging siya ang lalaking iyon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pero si Grace ang gumaganap sa role ng girlfriend niya sa harap ng publiko. At mas nahihirapan na yata si Dave dahil masyado siyang nadadala sa play-acting nila, na ayaw na niyang isipin kung ano ang tunay na sila kapag wala nang camera na nakasunod sa kanila....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acknowledgment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This novel is dedicated to my USA Publications family. I only spent a year with you guys, but it has been one of the most wonderful years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extra Info&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The original title was supposed to be His Saving Grace, but I like Reel Love more. It's more fitting for the premise.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I choose a "theme song" for every novel I write, and Reel Love's theme song is Smile by Uncle Kracker. I couldn't stop listening to the song while writing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-8021038797802119374?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/8021038797802119374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=8021038797802119374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8021038797802119374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8021038797802119374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2011/06/reel-love-2011.html' title='Reel Love (2011)'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8f239qQzZI/TedK-oS-YcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/yzVFBqmEcSI/s72-c/reellove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-3268624201338793145</id><published>2011-04-13T01:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T02:05:05.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I'm Alive (The Millionth Edition)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't touched this blog in months. I am one lazy writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, though, I got so busy with school that writing became a secondary priority for a while. The good news is I graduate last April 2. I am officially a college graduate. Isn't that cool? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some photos from my graduation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PZh4ympZgk/TaSUBbM-XDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oGfg_dx43S0/s1600/grad1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PZh4ympZgk/TaSUBbM-XDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oGfg_dx43S0/s400/grad1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594759389303954482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SNWPVJ-3qU/TaSTVQY4lCI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CATcZ9wXJo8/s1600/grad2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SNWPVJ-3qU/TaSTVQY4lCI/AAAAAAAAAU0/CATcZ9wXJo8/s400/grad2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594758630486873122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i65Wr25IETM/TaSTVOw4syI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KnHs9YKSmT0/s1600/grad3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i65Wr25IETM/TaSTVOw4syI/AAAAAAAAAUs/KnHs9YKSmT0/s400/grad3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594758630050673442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really excited to begin this new chapter of my life, entering the workforce and all that jazz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-3268624201338793145?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/3268624201338793145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=3268624201338793145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/3268624201338793145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/3268624201338793145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-alive-millionth-edition.html' title='I&apos;m Alive (The Millionth Edition)'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9PZh4ympZgk/TaSUBbM-XDI/AAAAAAAAAVE/oGfg_dx43S0/s72-c/grad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-2362274475317436175</id><published>2010-12-11T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T13:22:51.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions</title><content type='html'>It’s been almost a month since my last post. Suffice to say I’ve been super busy with school. I’m currently snacking on Pringles, and lazily breezing through Roald Dahl's short story collection entitled The Umbrella Man and Other Stories. I'm actually considering changing my thesis subject from magical realism in Gabriel Garcia Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude to Dahl's penchant for twist endings in his short stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I should be working on the first chapter or, at the very least, the outline of my fifth novel. I'm stuck, though. Just winging it and freewriting sounds like a good way to begin, but I'm very hesitant about the method. I don't want to end up with ten pages I'll never use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh. I should stop procrastinating and start writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-2362274475317436175?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/2362274475317436175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=2362274475317436175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2362274475317436175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2362274475317436175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/12/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-2531677696153832242</id><published>2010-11-16T16:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:08:37.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formatting manuscripts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagalog romance'/><title type='text'>Kera's Story</title><content type='html'>I've been working on Tyler's story for more than eight months, and I still haven't finished it. Somehow, I think there's something wrong with the story, or maybe I'm not just ready to write it. The story is set in Tagaytay, and I'm really scared that I might get something about the setting wrong since I've only been to the place twice. Also, the characters are being really stubborn--yes, I use my characters as an excuse for my laziness. As a result, I've decided to put it away and start working on a new manuscript instead.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Kera asked me to write a story using her and her crush's name, and ideas started zipping around my brain the second she mentioned "her" story. Currently, her story is still in the planning stage, but I'm really excited to get started on it. I want to finish it before the year ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kera's story might just be the project I need to zap me out of my writer's block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get started, I need to pick a theme song for her story. I'm leaning toward Michael Buble's Haven't Met You Yet, but I just might ask Kera what her theme song for her crush is. LOL. I'm guessing it's something by Juris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dianne, my other friend, also asked me to write a story for her, but she doesn't have a male love interest at the moment so she'll have to wait... I have a feeling she'll hunt me down with a steak knife if I pair her up with a guy named Van. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-2531677696153832242?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/2531677696153832242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=2531677696153832242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2531677696153832242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2531677696153832242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/11/keras-story.html' title='Kera&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-2643976830489601991</id><published>2010-11-08T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:17:02.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novels'/><title type='text'>NANO 2010 Update #1</title><content type='html'>I'm still working on my romance novel which is tentatively titled &lt;i&gt;Keeping the Distance&lt;/i&gt;. I might post it on FictionPress after (if?!?) I finish it, so you guys can read it for free if you have the time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't get to write even a single page today, because I'm too tired. I spent the whole day at school, trying to enroll for the second semester--it's my last year in college. I spent three hours standing in line, and I still have to go back tomorrow. *Sighs.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my current word count:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.languageisavirus.com/nanowrimo/word-meter.html" target="_blank" title="NaNoWriMo writing toys games &amp; gadgets"&gt;&lt;div style="width:200px;height:15px;background:#FFFFFF;border:1px solid #000000;"&gt;&lt;div style="width:38%;height:15px;background:#0033FF;font-size:8px;line-height:8px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;18877 / 50000 words. 38% done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-2643976830489601991?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/2643976830489601991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=2643976830489601991&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2643976830489601991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2643976830489601991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/11/nano-2010-update-1.html' title='NANO 2010 Update #1'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-72208662746493001</id><published>2010-11-07T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:37:00.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanowrimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>NANO 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TNacbvo-m8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/U5pkUjaGjUk/s1600/nano.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TNacbvo-m8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/U5pkUjaGjUk/s1600/nano.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TNacbvo-m8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/U5pkUjaGjUk/s400/nano.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536784792357346242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I haven't disappeared from the face of the earth. I merely joined NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) where crazy individuals like myself try to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yes, my fingers have been busily tapping away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara, and I'll update whether I succeed or fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-72208662746493001?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/72208662746493001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=72208662746493001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/72208662746493001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/72208662746493001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/11/nano-2010.html' title='NANO 2010'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TNacbvo-m8I/AAAAAAAAAS4/U5pkUjaGjUk/s72-c/nano.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-7001104425484550312</id><published>2010-10-20T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:18:49.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meteor garden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>How Meteor Garden Ruined My Life</title><content type='html'>Meteor Garden ruined my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a high school freshman, I became addicted to the Taiwanese television series Meteor Garden. It’s about a poor girl named Shan Cai who goes to an exclusive school attended by scions and heirs from all over the country. She can only attend the school because her parents work their asses off to send her there, and she simply can’t wait to get the whole thing over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then she stumbles upon F4, four of the richest and most good-looking boys in school. At first, she falls for Hua Ze Lei—the silent well-read one—but then Dao Ming Shi is the one who truly captures her heart. He’s brash, arrogant, and completely lovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, MeteorGarden is like Cinderella with four Prince Charmings instead of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twelve-year-old self ate it all up. I dreamed about finding someone who’d run after a goddamn bus just because I’m on it and he can’t live without me. Well, yeah, he can, but he doesn’t want to. I dreamed about finding someone who would jump in the way of a moving vehicle just because I don’t want to be with him anymore, who would fight for me despite his elitist mother’s threats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene that cemented my love for Dao Ming Shi was the one where he begged Shan Cai to get back together with him after she made out with Hua Ze Lei, his best friend. Or when he asked her to stay when they were standing in the rain and her bags were all packed. Or the time he gave her a shooting star necklace. Jesus, that scene got me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a stupid twelve-year-old, and I’m still stupid at nineteen. No one has ever measured up to Dao Ming Shi, and I doubt anyone ever will. He had his flaws, but they made him even more amazing. They made him seem real. And he beat people up for Shan Cai and he was played by Jerry Yan, damn it. No girl can resist that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, seven years later, I still watch scenes from MeteorGarden on Youtube, and dream about finding someone even a little like Dao Ming Shi. I’m not holding my breath, but I can’t help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-7001104425484550312?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/7001104425484550312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=7001104425484550312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7001104425484550312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7001104425484550312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-meteor-garden-ruined-my-life.html' title='How Meteor Garden Ruined My Life'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-3232882985005070946</id><published>2010-10-16T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T20:13:32.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphoria #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Save Forever for Me&lt;/i&gt; has finally arrived at local bookstores!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the mall last Friday with my friend Dianne, and, surprisingly, the book was already in the shelves. She immediately bought a copy and made me sign it in the middle of the bookstore. Slightly embarrassing, but completely heartwarming at the same time. So, thanks, Dianne, for your unbridled support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TLmVQYa5zZI/AAAAAAAAASw/Rj1dgdw_tys/s1600/151010-1806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TLmVQYa5zZI/AAAAAAAAASw/Rj1dgdw_tys/s400/151010-1806.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528614126239731090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I found out today that Taylor Song has a rendition of my all-time favorite Christmas song Last Christmas (originally by Wham!). I don’t know why, but listening to Taylor Swift never fails to lift me out of a horrific mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-3232882985005070946?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/3232882985005070946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=3232882985005070946&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/3232882985005070946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/3232882985005070946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/10/euphoria-2.html' title='Euphoria #2'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TLmVQYa5zZI/AAAAAAAAASw/Rj1dgdw_tys/s72-c/151010-1806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-963140145488167503</id><published>2010-10-03T12:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:47:46.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Point-of-view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Male Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TKgKQA4D4rI/AAAAAAAAASo/VZ-4UzLepKQ/s1600/alexpettyfer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TKgKQA4D4rI/AAAAAAAAASo/VZ-4UzLepKQ/s400/alexpettyfer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523676213199233714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(technically Alex Pettyfer has nothing to do with this post, but...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was blog hopping last night, and I came across a guest post on Fiction Groupie’s blog about writing from a male point-of-view. The post was mainly about tackling a teenage boy’s point-of-view, but a lot of the points it made could be applied to adult male points-of-view as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the link to the post entitled &lt;a href="http://fictiongroupie.blogspot.com/2010/09/creating-authentic-teen-guys-voice.html"&gt;Creating an Authentic Teen Guy’s Voice&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post made me think of a lot of things. In my published novels, His Secondhand Heart and Save Forever for Me, and the other two lined up for publication, the story was told from the points-of-view of both the hero and the heroine. I’ve come to realize that my male main characters tend to overanalyze things, and actually talked about their feelings. *Insert shudder here.*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to rectify that mistake in my next manuscript, and create an authentic guy’s voice. As much as I hate to admit it, guys don't overanalyze their feelings. They prefer action, and avoid talking about feelings as much as possible. They want to talk about what they think, not what they feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm off to interview unsuspecting guy friends about their relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-963140145488167503?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/963140145488167503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=963140145488167503&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/963140145488167503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/963140145488167503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/10/male-feelings_03.html' title='Male Feelings'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TKgKQA4D4rI/AAAAAAAAASo/VZ-4UzLepKQ/s72-c/alexpettyfer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-7008056420020566630</id><published>2010-09-30T12:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T12:33:30.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagalog Romance Novels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Save Forever for Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novels'/><title type='text'>Save Forever for Me: The Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I'm obviously becoming more and more forgetful. A couple of days ago, I posted that my second tagalog romance novel, &lt;b&gt;Save Forever for Me&lt;/b&gt;, had been released. I babbled on about it, but somehow I forgot to mention the main inspiration for the novel.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be specific, it's Nina's version of &lt;i&gt;Saving Forever for You&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved it, and listened to it over and over while writing &lt;i&gt;Save Forever for Me&lt;/i&gt;. I even culled the title from the song. The song, basically, captures the way Warren and Lia, my main characters, feel about each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPN8anq_1v4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPN8anq_1v4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've never been so sure &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;About anything before &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;But this loving feeling &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gonna be a feeling I feel forever more &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Looking in your eyes &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tomorrow's all I see &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Long as there's forever, baby &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will always be &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you, oh oh oh &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are the only one &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll ever give forever to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love for a lifetime won't do, oh oh oh &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanna always stay together &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I'm saving forever for you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You'll be my world &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;As long as there's a world turning 'round &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;And you'll be my heaven &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, till the heavens all come falling down &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look inside my heart [Oh, yeah] &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is all you'll see &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loving you forever, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Living just to be &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you, oh oh oh &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are the only one &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll ever give forever to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love for a lifetime won't do, oh oh oh &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/saving-forever-for-you-lyrics-nina.html ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanna always stay together &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I'm saving forever for you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Forever I'll be loving you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Long as time passes by &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be there beside you, ho &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Through it all, I'll be standing by you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you, oh oh oh &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are the only one &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll ever give forever to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love for a lifetime won't do, oh oh oh &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanna always stay together &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I'm saving forever, saving forever for you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you (Hooâ€¦oohâ€¦oohâ€¦) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are the only one &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll ever give forever to (You are the only one) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love for a lifetime won't do, (oh oh oh) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanna always stay together &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I'm saving forever for you, for you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever, (Saving forever) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever, (Saving forever) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever, (Saving forever) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saving forever for you..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-7008056420020566630?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/7008056420020566630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=7008056420020566630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7008056420020566630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7008056420020566630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/09/save-forever-for-me-inspiration.html' title='Save Forever for Me: The Inspiration'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-7954485723038641053</id><published>2010-09-29T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:42:58.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>...thoughts on romance</title><content type='html'>Romance has always been my first love.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was little, I’ve wished for the fantasy of falling head over heels for someone, and then, magically, finding out that they feel the exact same way. I wanted the fireworks, the sweet one-liners that could make my day, and the little musings that could be shared only by two people in love. Maybe I cultivated the fantasy because of the endless stream of romantic comedies I inhaled or being raised in the generation of boybands—hot guys singing about you being their only one could turn anyone into a blabbering romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Admittedly, I’ve become a bit more cynical over the years, and romance soon sank to the bottom of my list of priorities. After getting burned a couple of times, the idea of finding that perfect person for me turned more than a little sour, but a part of me has always kept hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that part, I guess, is responsible for all the romance novels I’ve been writing. Making two people fall in love is never easy, but it’s quite an amazing job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-7954485723038641053?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/7954485723038641053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=7954485723038641053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7954485723038641053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7954485723038641053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts-on-romance.html' title='...thoughts on romance'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-7806447256145705047</id><published>2010-09-28T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T10:36:31.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><title type='text'>Six Months to Go</title><content type='html'>I'm currently working on my report for my Poetry class later. I need to report on W.H. Auden's Musee des Beaux Arts and T.S. Eliot's The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. Poetry and I have always had a bit of a love-hate relationship. I like reading it, but I can't write a decent poem to save my life. I'm actually looking forward to Fiction, Western Visayan Literature, and English Literature next semester, especially to Fiction.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't understand, though, why English Literature deserves to be a subject. Of course, there are a lot of English writers who made great contributions to the world of literature, but we had European Literature last year and we just glossed over all the other European writers. We studied James Joyce, Gunter Grass, etc, but Dumas never even came up in the discussion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what about South American Literature? Gabriel Garcia Marquez pioneered magical realism, and we never even discussed him. I think a subject that tackles literature from South America should really be included in our curriculum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, whatever, I guess I'm just sourgraping because I'm graduating soon, and I feel like I still have a ton of writers to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-7806447256145705047?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/7806447256145705047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=7806447256145705047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7806447256145705047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7806447256145705047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/09/six-months-to-go.html' title='Six Months to Go'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-7139769485811569246</id><published>2010-09-27T21:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T16:36:52.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camryn Morrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagalog romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novels'/><title type='text'>Save Forever for Me (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TKarKyzZN3I/AAAAAAAAASg/Nop9LoMFt0w/s1600/saveforeverforme.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523290194940868466" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TKarKyzZN3I/AAAAAAAAASg/Nop9LoMFt0w/s400/saveforeverforme.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 232px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Save Forever for Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camryn Morrell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hindi makapaniwala si Lia sa ginawa niya: Nilayasan niya ang ama at tinakasan ang kasal niya sa lalaking pinili nito para sa kanya. Okay na sana dahil sa wakas ay nakalaya siya mula sa manipulasyon ng papa niya, kung bakit naman si Warren Alcantara pa ang kailangang makasama niya sa bahay na pagtataguan niya gayong puwede namang ang ina na lang nito. Pero dahil wala siyang gaanong choice at siya ang nakikituloy lang sa pamamahay nito, minabuti niyang pagtiisan ang company ng lalaking reincarnation yata ni Hitler. And then he did what Lia thought was the worst—he denied falling for her, matapos niyang umamin na mahal na niya ito….&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acknowledgement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my mother who tries to understand my obsession with writing, and why I have to be wrenched away from my computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would also like to thank my various college friends, namely Kera, Dianne, Edgelyn, Jeffrey, and Elaine. Thank you for taking the time to buy my books, and actually forcing me to sign them in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heartfelt thanks also go to Nang Danielle, Ma'am Arlene and Sir Elsed for promoting my work! Literature majors stick together, yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I thank everyone who bought copies of my first novel, His Secondhand Heart. God bless you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extra Info:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;While writing, I imagined Alfred Vargas as Warren Alcantara and Anne Curtis as Lia Olivares.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As of this writing, the story of Warren's friend, Dave Silverio, has been accepted for publication. So, please stay tuned for that one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-7139769485811569246?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/7139769485811569246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=7139769485811569246&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7139769485811569246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7139769485811569246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/09/save-forever-for-me-2010.html' title='Save Forever for Me (2010)'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TKarKyzZN3I/AAAAAAAAASg/Nop9LoMFt0w/s72-c/saveforeverforme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-8514497229859745974</id><published>2010-07-31T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T17:55:17.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newswriting'/><title type='text'>At the Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi. It’s been a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to say that I’ve been busy with my writing, but I’d be lying if I did. I haven’t completed a manuscript in four months, and I’m panicking. This is not good. I should grab a microphone or something and scream mayday at the top of my lungs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, I’m learning how to write news articles, feature articles, and articles. Newswriting seems so easy when I read news articles, but it’s actually pretty goddamn hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially for fiction writers. See, in writing fiction, you start off by giving the reader tiny, unimportant details and reveal the really important stuff in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Writing news is an entirely different ball game. You have to place all the important stuff at the beginning, and use as few words as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah. I feel like I’m in writing kindergarten right about now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-8514497229859745974?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/8514497229859745974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=8514497229859745974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8514497229859745974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8514497229859745974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/07/at-beginning.html' title='At the Beginning'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-4548722890280664489</id><published>2010-07-09T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:24:54.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>What A Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Originally, I thought today was going to be a majorly shitty day. So, to compensate, I took a picture of something beautiful (ignore the crappy quality). :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TDc-8JCXN-I/AAAAAAAAARw/18YD2sYhe8o/s1600/090710-1135(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TDc-8JCXN-I/AAAAAAAAARw/18YD2sYhe8o/s400/090710-1135(001).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491927473540511714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things looked up right after lunchtime. I received good news about something I was really nervous about. I celebrated by buying myself a Pepsi (I’m a miser, I know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TDc-78SfJOI/AAAAAAAAARo/_OLDz0VAvtY/s1600/090710-1452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TDc-78SfJOI/AAAAAAAAARo/_OLDz0VAvtY/s400/090710-1452.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491927470118479074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things got even better after school. I went to Robinson’s and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TDc-7qVVFbI/AAAAAAAAARg/cLuGxU4MNkc/s1600/090710-1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TDc-7qVVFbI/AAAAAAAAARg/cLuGxU4MNkc/s400/090710-1747.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491927465298564530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See, I’m a student by day and a tagalog romance novelist by night. The picture above features my first book on a shelf at National Bookstore. Sorry if it’s a little blurry. I had to take a photo before anybody noticed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-4548722890280664489?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/4548722890280664489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=4548722890280664489&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/4548722890280664489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/4548722890280664489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-day.html' title='What A Day'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TDc-8JCXN-I/AAAAAAAAARw/18YD2sYhe8o/s72-c/090710-1135(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-8805711631079150932</id><published>2010-06-14T15:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:45:16.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camryn Morrell'/><title type='text'>His Secondhand Heart (2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBYRG78m_3I/AAAAAAAAARY/KqFTQ8z8DQI/s1600/10206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBYRG78m_3I/AAAAAAAAARY/KqFTQ8z8DQI/s400/10206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482588407238950770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;His Secondhand Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camryn Morrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hindi puwedeng basta na lamang kalimutan ni Devin ang motto niya: Smart people stay single. Sa loob ng dalawang taon, matapos ang isang matinding heartache mula sa one great love niya, iyon na ang definition niya sa relationships: isang malaking sakit ng ulo. Pangako niya sa sarili, hindi na siya muling papayag na kontrolin ng isang babae ang emosyon niya. Pero mukhang kailangan niyang bawiin ang mga ipangako sa sarili nang makilala niya si Vivienne. He thought she was one of a kind. Hindi niya maitanggi na masaya siya kapag kasama ito—ecstatic pa nga, actually. And he was in big trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ang hindi niya lang maintindihan, parang excited pa siya sa pagkakataong ito, na magpakatanga at sumugal sa pag-ibig….&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Acknowledgement&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is dedicated to the people who helped me on my quest to get published. To Ms. Elise Estrella, a fellow MSV writer, for answering all my questions about formatting and submitting a manuscript. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my Engineering friends for inspiring me to write this story. I might not be one of you anymore, but I'm still here if you need advice or a shoulder to cry on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extra Info:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It took me eight months to write His Secondhand Heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is the first Tagalog romance novel I’ve ever written and the first piece of writing I ever got paid for.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2bCW3Czx_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2bCW3Czx_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-8805711631079150932?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/8805711631079150932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=8805711631079150932&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8805711631079150932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8805711631079150932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-first-book-is-out.html' title='His Secondhand Heart (2010)'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBYRG78m_3I/AAAAAAAAARY/KqFTQ8z8DQI/s72-c/10206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-8975082421614772272</id><published>2010-06-12T16:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:37:21.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Books, Books, and More Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After summer classes ended, I had an entire week to myself and I used it to at least diminish the books on my to-be-read pile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Percy Jackson Series by Rick Riordan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBNGPuA-tJI/AAAAAAAAARI/78Wjmq4_mr0/s1600/tumblr_kuzv1uebhy1qa6pw4o1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBNGPuA-tJI/AAAAAAAAARI/78Wjmq4_mr0/s400/tumblr_kuzv1uebhy1qa6pw4o1_400.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481802407304148114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I wasn't really looking forward to reading this series. Yes, I was intrigued by the premise since the series revolves around the Greek gods and modern-day demi-gods. However, I saw the movie (Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief) first, and it was really predictable. I could tell who the villain was halfway through the movie, but the books were totally different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All five books in the series were action-packed, funny, and suspenseful. Percy Jackson is also a very likable character, and so are his friends, especially Grover and Annabeth. They all go through the same issues that kids today experience, like growing up with one parent or feeling like an outsider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also liked how the gods were portrayed. Riordan managed to stay true to the thousand-year-old myths while managing to make his take fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Mortal Instruments Series by Cassandra Clare&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBNGPFsUjTI/AAAAAAAAARA/1Qqe81HgMPE/s1600/city_of_bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBNGPFsUjTI/AAAAAAAAARA/1Qqe81HgMPE/s400/city_of_bones.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481802396480081202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"...Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?'&lt;br /&gt;Jace said, "Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself."&lt;br /&gt;..."At least," she said, "you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland."&lt;br /&gt;Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;— Cassandra Clare (City of Bones)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I am a man" he told her,"and men do not consume pink beverages. Get thee gone woman, and bring me something brown"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-Jace Wayland"&lt;br /&gt;— Cassandra Clare (City of Glass)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard a lot of good things about this series before actually reading it. When I finally started on the first book, I wasn't disappointed. Cassandra Clare created a fabulous world I'd love to escape to, especially since it's filled with hot Shadowhunters--humans with angel blood who were created to rid the earth of demons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This series has a lot of surprises in store for the reader. It twisted my emotions and it twisted it some more until I couldn't stop reading. It makes you hope, smashes said hope, and makes you start hoping again. Basically, the Mortal Instruments series is an awesome rollercoaster ride, one I enjoyed immensely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing I liked most about this series was the romance between Clary and Jace, the two main characters. Once you start reading, I think you'll understand why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really looking forward to reading the fourth book in the series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-8975082421614772272?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/8975082421614772272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=8975082421614772272&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8975082421614772272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/8975082421614772272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/06/books-books-and-more-books.html' title='Books, Books, and More Books'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TBNGPuA-tJI/AAAAAAAAARI/78Wjmq4_mr0/s72-c/tumblr_kuzv1uebhy1qa6pw4o1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-7718772082154360317</id><published>2010-06-07T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T20:17:30.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my books'/><title type='text'>My First Book is Almost Out! Yay!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share this, since I'm really excited. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My recent e-mail exchange with Miss Apple, one of Bookware's editors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;Hello po, Miss Apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lang po sanang itanong kung anong buwan ire-release 'yong first novel ko (His Second Heart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks po, and I hope to hear from you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;Her reply:&lt;/darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;Nasa printer na po yung book ninyo. Anytime this week po ang labas niyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/darlyn135@yahoo.com&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-7718772082154360317?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/7718772082154360317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=7718772082154360317&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7718772082154360317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/7718772082154360317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-first-book-is-almost-out-yay.html' title='My First Book is Almost Out! Yay!'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-4370538819558870535</id><published>2010-06-06T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:09:15.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Post-college</title><content type='html'>I’m about to embark on my last year of college, and it amazes me that, until now, I still don’t know what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When classes open again, I’m sure I’ll be surrounded by people who have goals and know how to achieve them. I, on the other hand, have no idea what to do with myself after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that’s why I’m so listless. I feel like a ship without a mast. I’m just sailing through life without ambitions or goals to drive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m sure of one thing, though. I want to write, but will that keep me alive in today’s economy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I feel like I was born in the wrong country with the wrong skills and dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-4370538819558870535?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/4370538819558870535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=4370538819558870535&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/4370538819558870535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/4370538819558870535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/06/post-college.html' title='Post-college'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-73731193164600007</id><published>2010-06-02T20:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:13:33.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='files'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manuscripts'/><title type='text'>Backing Up Files</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAZWV6NAoII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pcfwUl7vPbc/s1600/Another_old_time_computer_by_woodguy32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAZWV6NAoII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pcfwUl7vPbc/s400/Another_old_time_computer_by_woodguy32.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478160931143852162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&amp;amp;section=&amp;amp;q=computer#/d2k26xy"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAZWV6NAoII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pcfwUl7vPbc/s1600/Another_old_time_computer_by_woodguy32.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come across a ton of blogs during my brief stint as a blogger. Most of the entries tackle topics about the craft itself like characterization, plot, and even purple prose. However, once in a while, I encounter a blog post about the importance of backing up files.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, of course, every writer should consider having multiple copies of manuscripts a golden rule. I believed it, too. I memorized it, even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It just never occurred to me that my computer would crash less than a month later. Only then did I realize the importance of so-called back ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, I've been working on my fifth romance novel for about three months. I usually finish one every month, but this novel was harder to write. It was the first time I ever tried to incorporate research into my writing. Before, I just went and made things up. I had to make sure that I got every little detail right this time, because I was writing about an actual place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, three months of hard work on a manuscript...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, my computer crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would've freaked out if I didn't have a back up copy. I got my computer fixed and breathed a giant sigh of relief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up asking myself: What if I lost the entire manuscript?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-73731193164600007?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/73731193164600007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=73731193164600007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/73731193164600007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/73731193164600007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/06/backing-up-files.html' title='Backing Up Files'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAZWV6NAoII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/pcfwUl7vPbc/s72-c/Another_old_time_computer_by_woodguy32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-3790779671627466834</id><published>2010-05-30T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:29:00.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing process'/><title type='text'>Music and Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAEVEq0ltFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/JILqK7Wn92k/s1600/Music_Notes_by_circle__of__fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAEVEq0ltFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/JILqK7Wn92k/s400/Music_Notes_by_circle__of__fire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476681791817757778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&amp;amp;section=&amp;amp;q=music+writing#/d23qt5t"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAEVEq0ltFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/JILqK7Wn92k/s1600/Music_Notes_by_circle__of__fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For me, music and writing have always gone hand in hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I think of a plot line, I automatically start looking for a theme song or maybe even an entire soundtrack. Using windows media player, I repeat the song or songs over and over while I'm writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why I do that, but I've never actually finished a manuscript without picking at least a theme song for it. For my first manuscript, I chose Bluer than Bluer by Regine Velasquez. For the second, I picked Saving Forever for You by Nina, Smile by Uncle Cracker for the third, and I Never Dreamed Someone Like You Could Love Someone Like Me for the fourth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm also really fussy about the songs. It really has to "go together" with the story of my characters, and the message of the song needs to be similar to the theme of my novel. For example, I picked Smile by Uncle Cracker because the song is about being crazy in love with someone. Well, my characters from my third novel, Dave and Grace, drove each other crazy and ended up being crazy in love with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, having a theme song has saved my manuscripts from being deleted more than once. Having a song to listen to while writing gave me ideas for scenes and even helped me internalize the emotions of the characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about you? Does music help in your writing or do you prefer silence?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-3790779671627466834?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/3790779671627466834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=3790779671627466834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/3790779671627466834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/3790779671627466834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/05/music-and-writing.html' title='Music and Writing'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TAEVEq0ltFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/JILqK7Wn92k/s72-c/Music_Notes_by_circle__of__fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-9009196468886610710</id><published>2010-05-28T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T19:54:00.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><title type='text'>Cosmopolitan Magazine and Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/S_5i3grF1SI/AAAAAAAAAQo/e-ZsBS2Xs50/s1600/katherine-heigl-cosmopolitan-februa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/S_5i3grF1SI/AAAAAAAAAQo/e-ZsBS2Xs50/s400/katherine-heigl-cosmopolitan-februa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475922902732100898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love reading Cosmopolitan magazine, even the two-year-old issues with passé fashion spreads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, aside from the rather educational articles on, um, male and female relations (LOL, sorry if I can't help being immature), the magazine is a gold mine of ideas for romance writers. Practically every page contains an idea for a romance novel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, I have a 2008 issue that contains an article entitled &lt;i&gt;Get A Boyfriend ASAP&lt;/i&gt;. I don't know about you, but the article screamed idea the second I laid eyes on the title. I immediately thought of a heroine who's pretty decent, but she can't find the right guy. The entire article itself gave me a lot of ideas for her "boyfriend search."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also a section that asked real working girls whether they'd date a younger man or not. Bingo. Another story idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, the magazine is geared toward women in their 20s, the age bracket of most female characters in romance novels. So, basically it tackles topics that my characters will probably encounter about their careers, relationships, and families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah, Cosmopolitan will definitely help me come up with fun, fearless heroines from now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-9009196468886610710?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/9009196468886610710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=9009196468886610710&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/9009196468886610710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/9009196468886610710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/05/cosmopolitan-magazine-and-romance.html' title='Cosmopolitan Magazine and Romance'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/S_5i3grF1SI/AAAAAAAAAQo/e-ZsBS2Xs50/s72-c/katherine-heigl-cosmopolitan-februa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6513071124186071230.post-2012318220081073163</id><published>2010-05-27T16:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:07:27.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Posting Regularly: A Breeze Or A Challenge?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/S_41lUsUDjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5exWLzg30Ss/s1600/Goldfish_by_designslave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/S_41lUsUDjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5exWLzg30Ss/s400/Goldfish_by_designslave.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475873112255106610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&amp;amp;section=&amp;amp;q=goldfish#/d12iyc6"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/S_41lUsUDjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5exWLzg30Ss/s1600/Goldfish_by_designslave.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've always had a problem with being consistent. Personally, I think it's one of my greatest flaws. For example, I had a goldfish when I was seven, and I always forgot to feed it. Well, I soon found it floating in my aquarium with Xs over its eyes. My mother said it died of hunger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She really didn't need to point that out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, so if I forgot to feed my pet goldfish (a living, breathing creature), why should posting regularly on my blog be any different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it so hard to do something regularly. Yes, I eat, breathe, and sleep regularly, but that's about it. I become a super-student for a couple of days, and that quickly gets old. I become a fan of a particular musical genre, but then that particular genre soon disappears from my mp3 player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so, by now, I think you get my point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the past couple of years, I think I've started about twenty blogs, and they all died slow dwindling deaths. This one is actually a record-breaker since I managed to post every month (that's a big achievement for me) since I started it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to every blog-writing article I ever came across, posting regularly is one of the golden commandments a blogger should follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I find it really difficult. So, thank God I managed to post today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about you? Do you have trouble posting regularly on your blog?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6513071124186071230-2012318220081073163?l=camrynmorrell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/feeds/2012318220081073163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6513071124186071230&amp;postID=2012318220081073163&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2012318220081073163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6513071124186071230/posts/default/2012318220081073163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camrynmorrell.blogspot.com/2010/05/posting-regularly-breeze-or-challenge.html' title='Posting Regularly: A Breeze Or A Challenge?'/><author><name>Camryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07382744192160327707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/TRw8ivDoOHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/jyi1Y2XiQpA/S220/ako.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1yVrw8NZXZc/S_41lUsUDjI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5exWLzg30Ss/s72-c/Goldfish_by_designslave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
