Getting Back to Things

Things have been quiet over here at A.I. Kemp, at least on the viewer’s side. Over here, life has been pretty chaotic. No doubt, the last couple of months have been rocky, but we’re finally getting back to things.

So far this year, we’ve had one awful event happen every month. Some have been worse than others, but all of them have been pretty terrible. For example, our paternal grandfather (and last remaining grandparent) passed away in February. In March, my cat (and oldest friend) passed away at the ancient age of 23. Both deaths were expected, but I still stayed home and cried my eyes out while grappling with my belief/disbelief in an afterlife.

To be honest, losing my cat, Ivy, was one of the hardest moments in my life. I adopted her from a PetsMart over 19 years ago. She was surrendered to a shelter earlier that year when her family decided to move overseas. My mother tried to encourage me to pick out a much prettier black and gold cat, but when I saw that Ivy was an odd eyed cat, my heart was sold.

I’ve lost track of how many times I moved growing up, but Ivy was always a constant in my life. I loved her to death, even when she was being too prissy for her own good. The few times I had to leave her with my parents as I stayed at college were difficult. When she was younger, she was prone to getting deathly ill when stressed, so I worried about her in my absence. But every time she stopped eating, I would nurse her back to health.

Every time except this last time.

The week leading up to her death was a struggle for me. But on her last night, she did something odd and curled up with the dog. For a year, they’ve done nothing but fight. It seemed like both a small miracle  and a sign that she was ready to go. She had made her peace with the Shih Tzu.

As terrible as it was, there were some good things about March. For example, my husband and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary. And this month, I. Kemp finally quit a soul-sucking job that was preventing her from doing anything related to art. Even better, we felt confident enough to enter Windmill Keepers into a contest for self-published novels. Things are looking up. And it’s about time.

We will be flying home in May to attend my grandfather’s internment and a family reunion, but afterwards, our entire focus will be on the upcoming convention. Utopia Con 2016 is looking like it’s going to be fantastic. We can’t wait to be there, and we can’t wait to be done with Book 2 so that we can finally announce its release.

Happy reading!

~A. Kemp

P.S. This was one of the last photos we took when my cat was well. It’s how I like to remember Ivy.

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An Extremely Short Note on A. I. Kemp

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It’s been a while, but things have been crazy over here in Virginia. As you can see by the photo above, I. Kemp designed some great shirts for us to wear at the Utopia Con 2016 (Fight for Your Write!). So far, we don’t have any plans to sell t-shirts at the convention, but that could change.

A lot is happening between now and the end of June. While I. Kemp continues to turn out as much artwork as possible, I’m going to be finishing the first draft of Book Two. You can expect it to be released in either late July or early August.There’s also the possibility that this website will be getting a major face lift over the summer. We’re excited to see progress.

Hopefully, I’ll be able to give you some more details in the upcoming months on changes happening over here at A.I. Kemp. We have a lot of exciting stuff to look forward to, so keep your eyes peeled for new projects. If you find that winter is starting to get you down just remember that spring is right around the corner!

~A. Kemp

 

Quick Update

Hey everyone! I know it’s been forever, but we just wanted to give everyone a heads up on what’s been going on over here at A.I. Kemp. In May of this year, we moved from southern Florida to Northern California. In December, we were given military orders to relocate from the San Fransisco area to D.C. That’s two cross country moves in seven months. Needless to say, we’ve been pretty tied up.

There is good news, however!

For one, we finally have a house. We’re renting, but it feels amazing. We haven’t had a place to call home for a long while. Three bedrooms and a basement bar is a huge leap from an apartment with paper thin walls and a community laundry room. Also, unless drastic changes occur, we should be staying stationary for the next five years. That’s a lot of extra time to write.

We have a new site in the works, and the link will be shared with everyone as soon as it’s completed. Book Two is also underway, but I can’t say for sure when it is coming out (we’re aiming for early summer, if at all possible).  For now, we’re focused on making some pretty awesome art for Windmill Keepers.

Finally, I. Kemp and myself will be at UTOPiAcon. from Wednesday, June 22nd until Friday, June 24th. We have a booth and everything, so if you’re in the area, check us out! There’s going to be some pretty neat stuff to purchase.

That’s all I have for now. I hope everyone is having a great start to 2016. If you’re not, don’t fret; there’s still eleven more months to turn it around.

~A. Kemp

 

 

 

Libraries

When I was younger, we spent a lot of time inside libraries. It was a free way for my parents to entertain us. When I got older, I would ride my bike to the library on my father’s air force base and spend hours sorting through books on the paranormal and epic fantasy adventures. I did this on weekends and even through summer vacations. Eventually, I would learn that my grandmother used to work for a library. It kind of makes sense that I was comfortable sitting between the stacks of books, reading about ghosts and sword fights. It’s in my veins.

My family never really had a lot of money, so buying books was rare. Libraries were a free place for us, where checking out a dozen books didn’t feel like bankrupting our budget. It was a safe haven from the summer heat, and also where I could learn anything I wanted. To me, libraries were and still are magical.

One thing I remember very clearly from my grade school days was watching Matilda. In the very beginning, the main character ends up walking to the library everyday to read a tiny mountain of books. Eventually, the librarian gives her a library card, despite her young age. That scene actually made me want to work in a library for a long time. Giving people access to books felt like one of the most important jobs in the world. In a way, I think it still is.

In 2002, a Malawian teenager named William Kamkwamba built a windmill to power appliances from his home. He went on to build even more, and eventually made a solar powered water pump for his village. He did this by reading books he found in the library. It’s amazing what people can do, when given the resources.

Even in an age where electronic sources are taking over, I still feel that libraries have a place in our world. Lending programs such as Openlibrary and KDP are proof that online libraries are possible. They should be everywhere. Books aren’t something our country should be withholding and not being able to afford education doesn’t mean a person shouldn’t have access to it. Such a barrier is a detriment to our society.

Libraries have done more than just educate me. They gave me access to adventures and magic. I found a thousand creepy stories to recite at slumber parties. Even when things were crashing down around me, the books I found gave me a place to hide and recenter myself.

Whenever I go online and look at my account on KDP, I can see how many pages someone has read of my book through the lending library. It makes me happy to know that someone stumbled upon my book and enjoyed it enough to keep reading, even on their weekends. I feel almost like the authors I found hiding in my favorite libraries.

In the end, that’s all I ever needed.

Responsibility in Writing

Creative writing is hard – a lot harder than people think. There are dozens of elements to consider when typing out a new story. Characters, world building, syntax, flow, and even vocabulary become a balancing act. Get too wordy and your flow is lost. Too much world building? Your plot becomes an afterthought. Focusing too much or too little on your characters’ backstories can lead to dis-attachment and disaster. It’s easy to get lost and, as readers, it’s easy to spot when it’s happening to other people.

One of the things so few people realize about creative writing is how personal it can be. Certain scenes can be ripped from our very lives. Villains are old bullies, and heroes are terrific friends. When we criticize using harsh words, we may unintentionally criticize someone’s life. So, when an author shares their work with someone, its a very brave act. Bravery and personal feelings, however, cannot serve as an excuse for careless writing in the YA genre.

Stephanie Meyer’s infamous Twilight series is a common target when it comes to accusations of harm in the world of YA literature. It’s no secret that Meyers modeled Bella after herself. A great deal of the story parallels with her own life. While some call this un-creative, and others accuse her book of being a “Mary Sue,” I say it’s no different than what most writers do. We put a bit of ourselves into every character and setting we create. If an author says they’ve never done it, they’re lying.

Where Twilight falls short isn’t even in the abusive romance of the book. The relationship between Edward and Bella is, by all accounts, unhealthy. Meyers wrote at least a dozen arguments in the first book alone that prove as much. By no accounts is this a bad thing, either. Abuse is something people experience, teenagers especially. Meyers fell short when she failed to acknowledge the relationship for what it was and glorified it instead.

Being a teenager introduces you to all sorts of firsts, one of which is usually dating. Sometimes, teens look to pop culture for guidance when trying to navigate these new relationships. Many young men and women can find themselves in abusive relationships. How can they know anything is wrong when the books they read and the songs they hear tell them this is the way it should be?

If Meyers had addressed the story in a different way, I feel it would have been received in a positive light. After all, it was nice to see a different twist on the tired vampire tale. But if Bella had called Edward out on his abuse, if she had gotten out of the relationship, or even if Edward had realized where he was wrong and worked to change his hundred year-old ways, then the book would have gone from a status of ignorant to socially aware.

If you make YA your genre of choice, it should be, in part, because you care about your audience. Those amazing and terrible firsts were like a roller coaster when we were younger. We lived through extreme highs and lows. Sometimes we loved those years. Some of us hated them. Writing for the YA audience means going back and creating the kind of adventure or tale you wanted.

And sometimes, it means writing the one you needed.