Oregon Asian Celebration 2014 Photos

I know, I know, I’m so behind with my blog posts again! ;__; I don’t have the time nor the energy (finals week…yeah) to write a full-length post on this year’s Asian Celebration (February 15th-16th), but I just wanted to share with you all the photographs that I took at the event, along with some brief comments.

On a side note...I've got lots of great blog posts coming soon!  My Crater Lake experience & road trip journal, The Writerly Life #2, February Favorites, reviews, and more!  Stay tuned.  *^o^*

Enjoy~!

My love for Asian street fashion has added quite a bit of leopard to my wardrobe!  Here are my new high top sneakers and the manicure I wore to the event.

DragonVine's booth.  So much anime, Ghibli, and Sanrio! ♥

Just about the cutest Hello Kitty iPhone case I've ever seen, and a funny book I found. (Dr. Haha Lung? What?? lol)

My good friend Tim performs as part of a demonstration 

with his fellow members of the U. S. Tae Kwon Do College.

 Left: As I waited for a calligrapher to finish writing my name in Chinese, I listened to this man perform a LotR tune on a traditional Japanese instrument.

Right: Naruto ran into Kirby, and things went horribly, horribly wrong.

Left: South Korea represent!

Right: Raspberry Bubble Tea. ♥

Yum!  My latest foodie addiction.

I didn't have a whole lot of money to spend this time around, but here are my spoils. :-)

Wordstock 2013

Saturday, October 5^th, 2013

 

I’ve been meaning to write this blog post for over a week now, but due to finals and me catching the plague, it is a bit late.  I apologize for that!

 

 

Now then!  Wordstock!  How had I never been to this before?  How had I never heard of this before?  This year, I only found out about it via one of my favorite authors, Maggie Stiefvater, whom I got to meet at the fair.  But more on that later.

 

 

This annual book fair (the tickets were $7 for a student and $11 for an adult; children were free), is held in Portland at the Oregon Convention Center, which is in itself an incredible thing.  Take a look at these pics of the interior.

 

Books, books, books!  Books everywhere!  Publishing representatives everywhere!  Famous authors everywhere!  At first, I was quite overwhelmed.  But everyone was super friendly, and I gained a ton of useful information on publishing and “getting my name out there.”  I purchased three books at the fair: a used copy of The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick (this has insanely awesome illustrations), The Enchanter Heir by Cinda Williams Chima, and The Dream Thieves by Maggie.  I also acquired a Wordstock tote and a few buttons.

 

 

After wandering about for an hour, Katie, Rach and I decided to grab coffee.  And who did we run into at the coffee shop?  Oh, an old friend.

 

…Cinda Williams Chima!

 

Rach invited Cinda to sit with us, which she did!  Katie and I could barely contain our excitement as we were granted this amazing opportunity to ask her questions about being a writer.  It was a memorable time.  And after Cinda left, Katie and I were totally fangirling.

 

 

Coffee was followed by more wandering (a video game convention was also happening at the convention center on this day…we sat for a bit and people watched…so many Pikachu cosplayers...ha ha ha) and then lunch.  Nothing beats a good burger!

 

 

 

Finally, it was time for the YA book signing to commence.  I got my copies of The Enchanter Heir and The Dream Thieves signed.  It was AWESOME to finally meet Maggie, one of the primary authors who inspired me to write my YA novels.  In fact, I started writing my first book, The Otherkind, after reading Shiver.  And take my word for it…she is just as awesome in real life as she is on her social networks!

 

...Anyway!  Wordstock was an eye-opening experience for me as a writer.  Next year, I intend to stay the night in Portland and attend Sunday's workshops and other events, too.  Hopefully by then, I'll have a book or two to publicize!

 

I have some fun (non-event-related. Ha ha) blog posts coming up...stay tuned!  Thanks for reading. ♥

 

 

 

 

Shrewsbury Renaissance Faire 2013

September 14^th, 2013

If for a moment I thought that I couldn’t possibly be more inspired after attending a cultural event (i.e., the Scandinavian Festival?), I was incredibly wrong.

Thanks to a friend of Katie’s, we found out about an annual renaissance festival held in Kings Valley, which is just outside of Philomath, OR, entitled the Shrewsbury Renaissance Faire.  Encouraged by our new friend, we went, and dressed up.  Yes, yes, I dug out that ol’ blue and gold gown that I wore for STBA’s Renaissance Dinner during my senior year.  I spent a lot of money on that thing, so I’m glad for the opportunity to get some more use out of it! 

I knew that I was going to feel right at home at the fair before I even stepped through the entryway.  Costumed patrons stood by, with tidings of “Good morrow!” and “Hail, m’lady!”  I felt like a noblewoman indeed.

So much to see, so much to do—where do I begin?  This is always the most difficult part about documenting such events.  I know the parts that I really want to write about (scroll down to bypass my babbling digressions), but I know that there are other things to talk about, too.

The fair takes place across an open field, with a gradual hill on the northern side that serves as natural bleachers for guests to watch the jousting.  There were certainly more costumed folk than not, and music and cheer filled the air.

Jousting!  Yes, I said jousting!  What a wondrous spectacle this was!  Now, I grew up with tales of dashing knights and daring swordfights, lovely ladies and grandest honour—the age of chivalry, long forgotten. 

…Or is it?  

To see such book-like scenes played before my very eyes was a treat.  The fair’s patrons and performers were truly from another time.  They might be actors, but it is easy to see that they love what they do.  There wasn’t a single entertainer that I wasn’t impressed with. Everybody was so into the atmosphere, in fact, that random squabbles, movie scene re-enactments, and snippets of Shakespeare plays popped up frequently!  I reckon that I heard a man cry out “Do you bite your thumb at me, sir?!” as I stood in line at the root beer booth!

Katie got to shoot a longbow, which was great fun to watch.  Now she wants us both to take archery lessons.  I’m in!  The two of us also got to watch a blacksmithing demonstration, from which we gleaned valuable information and hands-on experience for the blacksmiths in our book.  Katie was even gifted the rod of iron that the blacksmith had been working with.  These guys were great!  If I find their website, I'll be sure to add it here. (I have that business card somewhere!)

 






Alright, alright, I’ve tarried long enough.  We come to the crux of my story.  Oh, wait, I forgot to talk about the acrobatic routine and the magic show.  *sigh* Well, they were indeed wonderful.  Very talented people.   

 Ocarinas!  Weaponry!  Painted fans and parasols!  Food!  Handsome youth in tights!

 
But all that aside! 

Thou art not ready for this. 

I. Met. Link.  



Two of them, in fact.  Dark and Minish.  Both charming fellows, I must admit.  Be envious! 

…And!  I also happened upon the Master Sword!  Do I seem positively thrilled?  That is because I am! 

I suppose only this can truly describe how I feel.

Alas, I did not have enough rupees to procure this particular souvenir.  Another time, another time very soon.  It is at the very apex of my Christmas wish list.  I am a nerd, yes, but that needs not to be repeated. 
 

It is times like this of such peculiar and spontaneous joy and fulfillment that makes me actually pity those who are not nerds. 

All in all: an amazing day in every sense of the expression.  The experiences and memories that I gained from attending the fair were well worth the $10 entry fee.  I certainly feel compelled to attend again next year! 

Huzzah!

Junction City, OR Scandinavian Festival 2013

Last year around festival time, I had the flu.  It was bad.  I was basically bedridden.  I remember my boyfriend had texted me, asking if I wanted to go with him and a group of friends to the Scandinavian Festival, and I laughed humorlessly and threw the phone across the room.

...Yeah.  Anyway.

THIS YEAR, I had the honor and privilege of attending the 53rd Annual Scandinavian Festival, held in Junction City, Oregon, which is about twenty minutes away from where I live, so not too far.  This wasn’t my first time at the festival; I had gone three years before with my family.  But we had only come for one of the four days and only for a few hours, so I don’t remember much about it.

This festival is a big deal.  Everyone involved is really into it, and people come from all over the world to participate.  One of the reasons why I enjoyed it so much this year was because my best friend and writing partner, Katie, performed Scandinavian dancing and during her breaks was able to walk around with me and show me the sights.

Oh, but where do I begin?  With the smell of aebleskivers, I suppose, since it was one of the first things I noticed.  Ha ha.  Everything I ate at festival was great.  The aebleskivers, the sausage and mushroom pies, the Swedish meatball pockets, the elephant ears…I’m getting hungry just sitting here thinking about them!

 

The booths and other shopping venues were also fantastic.  I spent a lot of money, I’ll admit.  If I could offer one piece of advice to anyone who is planning on attending next year…don’t come with an empty pocketbook!  I bought a t-shirt, jewelry, (food), books, and more.  The festival spans a few blocks of Junction City, and most of the stores remain open during the four days, so I had the opportunity to check out those as well.  My favorite had to be Max Porter’s, a coffeehouse.  The Hazelnut Mocha is a-mazing!

 

I have to mention that the weather was exceptional, too.  If it was any warmer or humid, I don’t think that my experience would have been as enjoyable!

 

My bestie did an amazing job with her dancing group.  I wish I would have taken more good pictures and videos, but alas.  There is always next year.

 

 

 

Speaking of next year, I have to confess that I am indeed inspired.  I am *this close* to joining a local dance group so I can dress up and perform next year.  I do have quite a bit of Norwegian in me, so I am relevant! 

 

At the very least, attending the festival has inspired me to resume work on Fleur Valse…

…Well.  We’ll just have to see where the wind takes me, I suppose. :-)

 

‘Til the next post!

THE DALLES ROAD TRIP

June 1st, 2013


When my writing partner, Katie, heard that fantasy author Cinda Williams Chima was going to be in Oregon, she immediately texted me about it.  And from there we formulated our crazy plan: a three-hour road trip to The Dalles, where Klindt’s books was holding a YA book signing event.  And better yet, our lovely and exuberant friend Rachael decided to tag along for the adventure.

It was an interesting trip.  Let me tell you about it!

Now that I’ve totally freaked you out, let’s start with the night before.  After I had finished everything that I wanted to for that day, I glanced at the clock and realized that it was midnight—and I hadn’t even taken a shower or packed my bags for the trip.

HOLY CRAPMUFFINS!

…And I had to get up at 5:30 in the morning.  Epic facepalm.  I got all my stuff done as quickly as I could, but still didn’t get into bed until 1:45am.  At that point I was like, “Oh well!” I had survived on four hours of sleep before; I could do it again.  YOLO, right?

Anyway, I woke up on schedule and was ready to leave the house by 6:15.  Rach was supposed to come pick me up at 6:30, so we could head on over to Katie’s house and leave from there by 7.  Five to 6:30 I get a text from Rach saying that her car battery had died and her dad had to come out and help her jumpstart it.

My dad would’ve killed me if I had woken him up that early!

Everything turned out fine, though.  Her car came back to life and we left just before 7 as planned.  Score! Omg good thing Katie gave us all that extra time when she planned the trip.  Way to be the smart one in this group.

First priority for this trip?  Coffee, of course!  We stopped in Junction City to raid the Starbucks (okay, not really), get breakfast, and fill up on gas.

 

Then we were on our way!  I felt great!  Excited!  Astronomical!  Who needs sleep?  SLEEP IS OVERRATED.

 

For the first 45 minutes of the trip, Katie and I chatted with Rach about Cinda and her books.  Rach got a little nap in, and during that time Katie and I discussed our own books.  Mwahaha.  The next hour was spent singing along to the radio at the top of our lungs, and composing some pretty awesome (and, well, some pretty terrible ones) harmonies to today’s most popular songs.  Love my choir girls!  Ha ha ha

 

We only made one bathroom break on our way there.  The rest stop that we found ended up being a trailhead for a hike along a really pretty creek.  I would’ve taken pictures of the creek, but I had left my phone and my camera in the car.

 

We started to get really excited when we saw the first The Dalles road sign!  Sorry the photo is so blurry, but hey—give me some credit!  It’s really difficult to take pictures in a fast-moving vehicle!

Soon enough we reached our destination.  As I tweeted, Klindt’s is a perfect little shop in a wonderfully quaint town.  The first thing I noticed when I stepped out of the car was the change of atmosphere.  Like literally, the atmosphere.  The air was thicker and more humid than down south, but no allergies!  Woohoo!

 

 

ANYWAY, Klindt’s.  Just look at the pictures.  This bookstore is amazing, and apparently, the oldest one in Oregon.  I’m in love. ♥

 

And guess who was right there when you entered the store?  CINDA WILLIAMS CHIMA, of course!  My friends and I got there right as the event began, so we some of the first people to come in.  Cinda is just the coolest lady.  Katie and I got to talk to her for a good 15-20 minutes about everything from books, writing, and The Enchanter Heir (eep!) to travelling and Doctor Who.  I serious found it hard to breathe for a moment when she realized that I was that nerdy blogger who had tweeted her a day or two before the event.

 

She remembered me!  I got to hug her!  And talk to her!  And I bought Crimson Crown!  And she signed both that and my beloved copy of The Dragon Heir!  I was what Tumblr calls “internally fangirling.”

 

In all seriousness, though, Cinda has been one of my primary sources of inspiration for writing ever since I started reading her works three years ago.  I am very honored and grateful to have been able to meet her!

I also got to meet Rae Carson, who is the author of The Girl of Fire and Thorns, which I bought and got signed as well.  I had just added that book to my Goodreads to-read list a week before, and I hadn’t even known that she was going to be there.  That was a pleasant surprise.  I can’t wait to read it.

 

Other authors that I got to meet and talk to were Kendare Blake (Anna Dressed in Blood, which is hitting the big screen!) and Danielle Myers (The Last Burning of New London).

 

 

We hung out at the bookstore for an hour, and after checking out we browsed The Dalles on foot for a bit.  Then we stopped at a local park to eat lunch.  To walk off all of those calories, we left the car and walked down main street Dalles to do some more browsing.  I scored a pair of Isaac Mizrahi loafer flats and a purple scarf at a thrift store, but my favorite purchase would be this cute old Pokémon tin that I got for $4.50.  It was taped closed with the price tag, but it was heavy so I knew that something was in it…but I didn’t know what.  Turns out that it was full to the brim with Pokémon cards!  I felt like I had won the lottery!

By late afternoon, we had started the trip back home.  And our not-so-epic quest to find an In-n-Out.  I’m not going to go into to many details therein, because it’s definitely one of those “you had to have been there” sort of stories, but long story short: we had a GPS navigation malfunction and ended up passing up the In-n-Out near Portland and…yeah.  It was disappointing, but we settled for second best (Five Guys, of course).

 

And that’s about it!  The rest of the drive was composed of playing 21 Questions and MASH and snapping random photos of clouds because our iPods ran out of charge.  I tried to take a picture of the Sweet Home, OR road sign (that's where my book, The Otherkind, takes place in the beginning!), but yeah...it didn't happen.  Ah well.

 

We made it home and parted our ways.  Even though it was nearing seven-o-clock, I still couldn’t feel the four hours of sleep.  It didn’t really hit me until about ten!  Yeah, and then I crashed.  Like literally.

 

...That all being said, this was quite a day, and certainly one to remember!  I should write a memoir someday.  That would be fuuuun.