Ever heard of accountability partners? The first thing you may think of (if you are a Christian) is an accountability partner for resisting a certain type of sin that you know you struggle with. The second thing you may think of is a workout buddy. You wanted to shed those extra pounds or get toned but you have zero desire to go through with your goal and thus get your friend to pester you until you can’t ignore it any longer. This same idea can apply to writing. Don’t keep yourself at a standstill. Don’t start a book only to leave it for years until you finally get off your butt to do another chapter or two. Keep yourself accountable. It is a good deal harder to let down your friend than it is to make excuses to yourself.

Write until your fingers cramp.

Write until your pen runs out of ink and then go get another pen or pencil.

  Get a partner and keep them on top of you, nagging you and pushing you to try harder when the inspiration just isn’t there.

Change it up with different materials and different writing utensils.

I once had a writer friend tell me that she switched up each time she wrote with a different writing pad. One day, she used a dry erase marker and a white board. Another, she used her notebooks and colored pens and another, she used her ipod to type notes.

Type on your keyboard. Type in Starbucks. Change up your environment. Change up the font that you use. Use a quill and ink. Use parchment. Use a typewriter.

But just write.

And when those fail, your friend won’t. If nothing else, go read your friend’s work. Go read a book in your free time. Listen to music that matches your story and get scribbling. Go on Pinterest and make a story board to get inspiration for the clothes, faces, and environment for the story.  Just get accountability and write.



Social media is one of my favorite distractions. In this day and age, the user is constantly in their phone, whether it’s checking Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Pinterest, email or some other app. A user roughly checks his phone over 150 times a day. It’s addicting and time consuming when you find something interesting to look at or read. Still think that social media is a bad idea to promote yourself?

     Very recently, I discovered that getting your name out there doesn’t solely rely on you writing a book, reading over it once or twice, fixing little mistakes like spelling or changing a word every now and then, and then sending out to publishers to become famous and solely rely upon them to make you a star. You’ve got to be willing to put in the same time and effort that you painstakingly (and frustratingly) stuck into the making of your glorious masterpiece into getting your name out there.
Publishers want to know if you’ve been seen before. They want to know that you are a good investment. Recently, a friend of mine told me that through Wattpad, she has managed an enormous following of over five million reads on her book, Marriage to An Adult. I never really realized how powerful gaining such a following could entail.

  The next day, I set about setting up a Facebook page for my writing; made a Twitter account to help gain a following; and created a Wattpad to further post snippets of my novels and to let loose the little prose and fluff that I had accumulated over the years. Some of this, I’ve already posted to my DeviantArt page that I’ve kept running for several years. I’ve gained some attention on there as well as become more comfortable with drawing and finding tips on there. During one of my fanfiction prose that I had posted, a person contacted me about getting published in his email chain magazine that he showcases anyone who wants to participate in the pictures, stories, short stories and poetry that grace the digital pages.
     Social media can be used to further the popularity and awareness of your book and self as an author. And, for those of you who draw, it will showcase your talents and hopefully get the attention of other authors looking for a graphic designer for the cover or art inside the book.

    Best of luck to all you lovely people who take time out of their day to read this. Use this infatuation our generation has and post, post, post!


Twitter: Ella_C_Douglas

Facebook: Ella Charlotte Douglas (author page)

Wattpad: wattsyourstory

Covers and Artwork


I do write my own books, my stories, my plots, and do most of my own editing. I have my friends read my books and works and tell me what’s wrong with it on first impression and I’m in the process of editing a novel I wrote a year ago, titled: The Honor Code. It’s about pirates, soldiers, the war between Britain and America and all set on the high seas. But during all of this work and sketches that I’ve drawn, I figure at some point, I need a cover for my books. Very rarely do I use someone else’s pictures for a cover-in fact, I’m not even positive that I have done something like that since I had first begun.
Even if I only placed words on a colored piece of paper, I usually only used something that I had made for the covers. The only book that I have seriously considered publishing, really the only book that I felt like it was worth my time and effort to go through the painstaking editing and re-writing and plot fixing and such, was The Honor Code. During the writing of this book, I wanted to have visuals.

Pinterest, as well as other medias might I add, has really helped me see the world of my stories or help me gain inspiration to keep writing and keep plodding on. I love to draw and sketch and flesh out my characters. Really the only reason why I began drawing was to gain my own private view of my characters.

Even if you describe what you are thinking of in your head to anyone else, a friend, another artist, or family, they will only imagine it so closely to your own view of the character. I wanted to show other people what I saw. So I began drawing faces and profiles of my characters. Terrible at first, and even terrible now (although I have improved drastically since the days of flat Stanley), they are still my characters that I’ve wanted to show people. During my writing of The Honor Code, I wanted a visual,or at least, several visuals that I could choose from for the cover. My first thought was of a girl-one of my main characters from the story. Most of the story revolves around her past and what has shaped her to be the person that she is today. But even as I drew her, sketched whatever picture I wanted, it still didn’t convey the right picture that I wanted for the cover. I used Pinterest to find a silhouette of a soldier-the main character of my story is a soldier named Bayard- and thus, my cover began to take shape. I drew his silhouette but it still lacked what it needed to make it fit perfectly within my story. I added a second, lighter gray silhouette of my second main character and it was perfect. With creating your own cover and book art, it is definitely cheaper than hiring any number of amazing artists. You may want other artists to draw your characters and covers, and that is perfectly fine. But if you plan on selling your book and do not want to create more cost for yourself or more hassle if the pictures do not turn out perfectly, you may want to do them yourself. With a cover, you give your readers and fans something visual to latch onto. They remember that far more than they will ever remember a certain flash of words sketched across the top of a page (whatever font you choose to do).
I encourage you to create your own art, or at least experiment with the rough idea of what your characters will look and act like. It can even help with their personality creation if you have a visual of some sassy character with her hip jutted out and her arms crossed over her chest. It’s the little things that can all add up, and I hope this will encourage all of you to further your writing and drawing abilities in your- as my friend, S.G. Baker would say- quest for publishment.




Posted: March 18, 2015 in Uncategorized


Have you ever written or drawn something completely when you weren’t ready but more of on a whim when you happened to find a piece of scratch paper or a Notes app in your phone, and it ended up turning out great? I’ve found that drawing this way (usually during math, may I add :P) or drawing with
some kind of distraction like listening to a tape or story CD or watching a show can help with my focus on the drawing. I personally love messy pencil/pen sketches where I feel as if I can mess up alot and scribble away until it’s roughly the right shape. I’m more pleased with the end result and the overall look of sketches not drawn to perfection than I am with most things that take me hours upon hours to do. I find it more relaxing, and it takes away from the pressure I feel whenever I take to a piece of art. Although I don’t end up with a perfect drawing, I’m usually happier and have had fewer temper tantrums otherwise. ;)

Do you have any drawing or writing quirks that work for you?



“It was mid-morning by the time that I managed to pull away from our duties at the castle. My skirts swished along the floor as I rapidly made my way down the corridor. Guards had been more alert along the hallways ever since the Konigin’s stroke. As my footsteps clicked along the floor, I soon heard an answering quiet thud fall in step with mine. The familiar blue vest swam into my peripheral, alerting me of my constant stalker. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. Panic always overwhelmed me whenever I was around him. My palms would go slightly dry, my tongue curling up inside my mouth as if unsure what to say. It was the task of being Freya that scared me. I wasn’t used to it, even if the people around me were. Dream Dani would definitely make a fool out of herself.

“I apologize for coming up so unexpectantly,” Simon offered, that husky voice sending that familiar shiver down my spine.

I watched him closely out of the corner of my eye, careful not to turn my head to make it obvious that I was staring at him. He had a strong profile and blond eyelashes framed his dark blue eyes. They flickered over to me now, causing me to jerk my gaze back in front of me, self-conscious of being caught. I let my gaze slide past to his face once more when he returned his gaze back to the floor in front of us. His thick lips parted, his dusky freckles filling out his angular face.

When I didn’t offer any words to satisfy his conversation, he sighed and continued.

“I didn’t-didn’t want to push you to marry me. It was all Sebastian’s idea once he-well, once he knew what my intentions were of you.”

I hastily turned my full attention to a wandering thread threatening to come loose from the bodice of my dress. Hopefully he was ignoring the flush that had risen to my cheeks.

“Why-why would I need to get married right now?”

This question threw him off, I could tell. He blinked rapidly at me as if unsure whether or not I was joking or as if that had never once occurred to him.

“Why wouldn’t you?”

“I have other, more important things to attend to.”

“As in?” he replied sharply, his eyes flashing a little but the light dimmed in them almost immediately as he bit his lip at the outburst.

“Pardon me, Freya, but I always thought I knew you better than that. You always liked a little bit of romance and-and-“

He stammered too much.

It was beginning to wear on my nerves when it struck me as this man-more like overgrown boy-was flustered at knowing someone so intimately as he thought he did would surprise him so drastically in the past two days.

I was not acting very Freya-like, but at the same time, I wished that she had stuck up for herself just a little bit more than this. Whoever my dream had placed me in the shoes of, did not often speak her own mind about herself.

Chewing on my lip, I briefly looked back over my life. Dream Dani had no really much imagined a much different Freya to be honest. I took forever figuring out my own life, preferring to rule over Jaz’s-or in my dream-Dahlia’s much more than I liked to take authority of mine own.

I crossed my arms and rubbed the sides of my biceps while deep in thought. Simon was ever quick to notice any slight body language that I had, immediately began demanding that I should have brought a wrap.

“I’m not cold,” I admitted, wondering why I had gotten so used to the drafty castle as I had.

The dresses offered a thick protection against it, the rooms often heated by a fire anyway.

“I’m just not sure.”

I wasn’t entirely sure why I had admitted this to him, someone I barely even knew.

Freya knew him.

But I wasn’t Freya.

 Was I?

“Not sure about marrying me?”

He sounded wounded now, his voice cracking slightly at the end.

My eyes raked over his, his expression a pitiful mixture of his perplexed confusion and hurt.

My chest burned coldly, a touch of guilt.

“Not sure about anything, Simon. Not just marrying you. I don’t wish it. Even Mother Silva-“

My mouth had gotten too far ahead of me; I watched his eyes change from confusion to something much darker, almost sinister. I recoiled from his side, this side frightening me.

He must have noticed my withdrawl, the fire dimming again in his eyes as he gripped my elbow apologetically.

“Mother Silva?” he prompted, the sorrow filling his voice, making it very difficult for me not to throw my arms around his shoulders and hug him and confess that it wouldn’t be so bad marrying him. He was kind of a hottie and obviously cared about me.

Why had I said no?

“It has nothing to do with her. My commitment is to helping Dahlia and Mother Silva as long as I possibly can. My duty isn’t unto myself. The clever thing to do is marry for an intent at a peaceful reconstruction between the Houses.”

I was not entirely certain where that had come from my mind. I was perhaps trying a little too desperately to get his attention away from Mother Silva. I did not want to let him know that she entirely opposed it just as much as I did. I was not a bargaining chip but even as I spoke to him, I realized that I just didn’t want to marry him. The bargaining chip was only one part of it. If Dahlia genuinely had to have me marry someone, I realized that I would do it without hesitation. It was my duty, and I really did not care one way or another. My heart was squashed underneath a slight rebellion inside me whispering that I wanted more than that.

What about my Prince Charming like what Cinderella got or at least, true love like one of the Disney princesses?

The question I needed an answer to that my brain would not offer was this; why was I refusing Simon so strongly? Was it just because he vaguely reminded me of someone I once knew?


But Simon wasn’t an evil jerk. He was a lovable flirt that took too much for granted from me.

Wasn’t that what Josiah did? Just a little more modern about who he made out with in the backseat of his car…

I blinked.

Where had that come from?

I could not even remember the guy’s face.

“But I’m part of the Houses and we grew up together.”

He leaned forward, his eyes darting to the guards farther down the corridor.

I hadn’t realized that we had stopped in the middle of the hallway, nearly at the Dragon’s doorstep. There was no way that they could possibly overhear what we were saying. Most words drifted up into the vaulted ceilings and never strayed more than a few feet at a time. It made eavesdropping very difficult. I wasn’t quite certain whether I liked that or not.

“Remember, you said once when we were little that you would always-always- stay true to who you were. If you have any doubts against this decision, we can make it happen. Dahlia even wanted it. I’m part of the Houses; I’m part of the world that you need to get into.”

These words stung bitterly against my heart, my mind whirling with what he said.

I could sense that he was just trying to convince me-albeit poorly-to accept it. He obviously wanted to marry me, but I could not bring myself to agree. I pulled my arm abruptly out of his grasp, his fingers holding on too tightly for just a few moments. I rubbed my bruised arm, my eyebrow furrowing together. I could see my own hurt eyes mirrored back in his wide irises.

“I already am in this world,” I replied, trying to keep the tremors from my voice. I was on a dangerous path to almost crying in front of him.  “I don’t need you to complete me, Simon.”

Hurrying away down the hall towards the Dragon’s wing, I ignored the burning in my eyes and attempted to steel my jaw. Clenching my fists, I resisted turning around to slap him when he finally called out his own reply.

“But you need an alliance with a bitter rival, don’t you? Go away to your Dragon, Freya, and see who you really want to complete you and draw you into their world. Mine’s not good enough. I get that.”

– all rights go to me, my original work as I attempt to finish out my Adventure Novel for school this year.

Question: have y’all ever had the issue of having chapters that turned out way longer than they should be to align with the proportions of the other chapters but you cannot leave anything out so they just end up looking weird and out of place?  That is my predicament I’m afraid :(

I’m afraid that I haven’t been posting nearly as much, not for a lack of anything to write but I’ve been ridiculously busy with finishing senior year and finishing out my last year of basketball. Nationals is next week and I’ve been neglecting all sorts of writing and drawing that I’ve been meaning to get around to but haven’t yet. I plan on updating my DeviantArt page soon with my drawings and paintings and some writing soon to keep myself diverse in something other than just my novel for school. I’ve recently gotten back into writing The Honor Code, a story about a pirate that I wrote last year for NaNoWriMo. I’ve needed to rewrite it and get it back out there for possible publishing since I want to experiment with my work and see what it takes to become a published author. Also, I’ve begun planning for either my 2015 NaNoWriMo or just a project about a spy that I hope will take off once I get more inspired and fleshed it out more. My graphic novel needs work, and my next art projects will include multiple drawings of these characters and most likely a post asking anyone and everyone’s help in the art of graphic novels which I know very little, if anything, about.



Hey, y’all! Blog post for the first time since I wrote either a In the Works or an interview. I still plan on posting a few more interviews every now and then but nothing like the theme that we just went through.

My newest projects, school, basketball, ballet and social life have kept me extremely busy-too busy to even come up with something entirely decent for this blog and all of you amazing followers.

I’ve been improving drastically ( I think and hope :P) my writing with a new school curriculum One Year Adventure Novel and have been learning all sorts of necessary plotline and goals and such that I’ve needed to map out for my books for years. I know this sucks to hear but for some of you writers who are actually pleased with your writing, you probably still have a great deal more to learn. There is never anything that you can possibly know everything to, and writing is a difficult path to take. There are just so many ways that one can improve and become a better author that it can get discouraging sometimes that you (and I) are still in the beginning stages of writing.

But don’t give up!

What I wanted to talk about today was something that I know I struggle with.

During my school curriculum, it speaks about not using anything other than “he/she said” because it can distract the reader’s attention if you continue to embellish absolutely every sentence with different verbs for describing how one said something.

While I admit that it is distracting and absolutely unnecessary to flower the words “he/she said” into “he/she annunciated” or something more elaborate, I do think that one needs to break the repetition of always using the exact same phrase after each sentence spoken.

“He/she replied,” “he/she asked,” “he/she remarked,” “he/she yelled,” can add a layer of explanation and bring life to how the character said it if the sentence itself is lacking the meaning that you wish to portray. This can be fixed with a simple verb change and/or rewriting the dialogue to further express their meaning.

That being said, I was reading an English writing book about the basic rules of correct English, and I came across a passage.

“11. Do not explain too much.

It is seldom advisable to tell all. Be sparing, for instance, in the use of adverbs after “he said,” “she replied,” and the like: “he said consolingly”; “she replied grumblingly.”  Let the conversation itself disclose the speaker’s manner or condition. Dialogue heavily weighted with adverbs after the attributive verb is cluttery and annoying. Inexperienced writers not only overwork their adverbs but load their attributives with explanatory verbs: “he consoled,” “she congratulated.” They do this, apparently, in the belief that the word said is always in need of support, or because they have been told to do it by experts in the art of bad writing.”

(The Elements of Style: Fourth Edition. Strunk, Willaim. White, E.B. 2000, 1979, Allyn & Bacon, A Pearson Education Company. 75 pg.)

All of these opinions stated, it may even be better to leave off the entire “he/she said” every sentence if the dialogue is understood as to who is speaking. For example, in my newest project, the two bantering back and forth are my main character and her best friend. It is obvious how each indented paragraph enclosed within their own set of parentheses and the words and thought patterns shown who is speaking to whom. Thus, I left off the obvious who is speaking and continued the dialogue uninterrupted by these minor details.

“You’ve got the worst timing in the world.” I replied, still not able to keep an amused smile from creeping over my face.

“If a boy liking you just makes you happy instead of going after him too, Dani, you’ve got an issue that needs more action than a-“

Here I cut her off of one of her bizarre comparisons that never made much sense except to her.

“Jasmine Goulding, if you so much as breathe a word of this to anyone outside of this little circle of trust we have going on here-“

I held up a finger.

Jaz gave me a wicked smile.

“Oh, well if you don’t want me to say anything after this, then I won’t but I cannot promise that I haven’t already said something of the sort to another.”

“Who? Hollis?”

I rolled my eyes. I swear that the walk to my locker was becoming longer by the minute of Jaz’s torture.

“Well, duh, I tell him almost everything. I’m not talking about him though.”

“Then who?” I groaned, unable to keep my curiosity at bay.

“Well, I might have spoken a little to that new kid who may or may not have broken up with said girlfriend of another high school last week and is totally available.”

I glared at her for a full minute.

None of which seemed to kill her ridiculous grin that she got whenever she got something that she wanted.

“You didn’t.”

If Josiah had wandered out aimlessly of whatever stupid class he was taking, I would have fully smacked him in the face despite my anger being more directed toward Jaz.

“I did.”

“So about this mall trip-“

I had just unlocked my locker and was gearing up to haul around my next heavy load of textbooks when she spoke.

I whirled around and dropped my book bag. The contents were scattered from one side of the hallway to the other.

“No, you didn’t!”

Jaz beamed at me.

I was going to murder her.”



p.S. If you agree or don’t agree, please tell me why down below in the comments!

When did you get your start?:
I think the first thing I ever really wrote was in grade 5. It had to do with kids at a camp and a unicorn and that’s all I can remember, haha. That’s actually only a year or two after I started reading Harry Potter, so I guess you could say that’s what made me want to write!

How many books have you written?:
I’ve finished a total of 4 books. One when I was seventeen, which I shall never ever mention ever again because it was bad. It was so, so bad. A couple years later I wrote another one and last year I sent it out to a butt-load of agents, but alas. No one was interested. I actually wrote the sequel to that one, too. My most recent is the one I’m most proud of, at the moment. It’s the longest one I’ve written and I’m going to attempt publishing with that one as well.

What kind of experience have you had in writing?:
I guess…not a whole lot? I didn’t really do much online with it until a couple years ago, so I’m still pretty new to a lot of the stuff happening with writing on the internet. Back in 2011, I took a Creative Writing course offered at the college in my city. It was taught by a published author and gave me huge insight into the publishing world, which I will be forever grateful for.

Do you participate in any challenges?:
Depends on the challenge, haha. I’ve never done NaNoWriMo, and I don’t think I ever will, simply because I know that it’s just something I wouldn’t be able to complete. I did just take part in #PitchWars, which is run by Brenda Drake! And back in January she also ran #PitMad on Twitter. Both of those are good ways to start getting your work out there.

What kinds of writing do you do? What kind of themes do you use?:
Most—if not all—of the writing I do, would be considered YA Urban/Contemporary Fantasy. As for themes, I don’t really….write specifically to have a theme? If that makes any sense, haha. Basically, I just sit down and write and if a theme appears, that’s awesome! Although I suppose, I do usually have one theme, and that’s simply the loyalty of friends. I love writing characters with bonds of friendship so strong they’d do anything for each other. Like the Golden Trio, or Scott and Stiles, or Allison and Lydia.

What is your method?:
Honestly, I just sit down and write. I’ll know how I want the story to end, and I’ll have certain big impact scenes thought out, but I’ve never been one to sit down and outline a story. I just write on the go and hope it all makes sense when I’m done, haha.

What’s the latest project you’ve been working on?:
Into That Darkness! It’s a YA Contemporary Fantasy set mostly in Rome. It has to do with dreams and nightmares and there’s a little sprinkle of Greco-Roman mythology in there, as well. The main character, Atlanta, is biracial and another one of the leads is a POC as well. There’s also a disabled character and a queer character who get some major page time. It’s definitely the proudest I’ve been of my writing so far.

Do you have any undercurrent themes (thematic elements) to your story? If so, explain:
Wow, this is like an English essay type question, haha. In all honesty, I have no idea. Like I said earlier, I don’t sit down to write a story knowing that there are themes I want to get across. It’s never something that really occurs to me. I know that, with the plans I have for the sequels to Into That Darkness, I want to get across that girls can do whatever they want, kiss whomever they want, and it doesn’t make them a slut or a whore or bleh, any of those words. Also, just friendship friendship friendship.

What view do you position your characters in? Ex. First Person, narrative, etc.:
Third person! My first ever book was first person POV, but I’ve realized I’m not a fan of that writing style. So third person POV it is! And actually, I take it one step further and write in 3rd Person Present POV. So things like, “She says” “He moves away” “It catches on fire”. You’d think it would be a bit more challenging, trying to keep the tense right, but it’s pretty easy.

What does your character’s voice sound like in your head?:
You know, I’ve never really thought about it? I know exactly what all my characters look like, but I’ve never really thought about what they would sound like.

What accents do they have? Do they have any speech quirks or characteristics?:
Atlanta has an American one. Others will have different ones, because of where they grew up.

Can you describe their body structure/how they move?:
Atlanta is a tall girl—5’9”—and has a runner’s build, because, well, she’s a runner! So she’s long and lean, a little lanky. I picture her moving like she has a purpose, you know? Again, she’s a runner, so she walks faster and with longer strides, shoulders back.

Do any of them have siblings?:
Atlanta has a sister, although that sister is only mentioned briefly. And the character of Quin has a sister, as well, but she has yet to be mentioned.

How does your character show affection?:
She jokes around with you, makes physical contact (hugs, hand holding etc). She’ll tell you sometimes, too. Things like, “I love you”.

How well do they take criticism? How do they react to others noticing their flaws?:
Atlanta’s pretty mature at receiving criticism. She understands that it’s usually because people are trying to help. As for the second part of that question, she get’s a little defensive when it’s first brought up, and may even tell the person “no, you’re wrong,”, but when’s she’s alone afterwards, she’d probably think about it and try to see where the person was coming from. And she’d probably admit they were right.

Last of all, how much do you work on your books on a weekly basis?:
Depends, really. If I’m feeling really gung-ho about it, I usually write every day, even if it’s just a paragraph or two. But there are other times when I may only write two or three times in a month. And that’s usually because I’ve written myself into a bit of a corner and I can’t figure out how to get out. That’s when I turn to friends to bounce ideas off of.

Do you have any advice for any aspiring writers?:
I mean, technically, I’m still one of those aspiring writers, but I’ll tell you what I’ve been told. Read, read, read! You’ll only grow if you read! And of course, keep writing! Each time you write, you get better, you learn, and it only continues. You’re first attempts will be bad, there’s no way around it. But your second attempts will be better. And your third better yet. And your fourth, and…well, you get the point.
If writing is something you really want to do, just keep doing it. Be brave and start getting your work out there. Enter contests. Post it on writing websites like WattPad and Figment. Accept criticism. Take the criticism you receive and apply it. If you get multiple people telling you something, it probably means you should take a look. I know it’s scary, because that story—that book—is your baby. But that baby has to grow.
Just keep trying, is all I’m saying. Keep reading. Keep writing.

About this wannabe author:
Aged 23, Frannie is a classic case of a Harry Potter-generation child. Always trying to find the magic in everything. She’s got a severe case of sarcastic-little-shit-itis and will agree with you if you call her loud and obnoxious. Because she is. Something about that red hair, maybe?
Frannie, when not serving coffee to rude customers, can be found reading, writing and procrastinating on Tumblr. She’s a fangirl of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, worships at the feet of Pacific Rim, and somehow manages to drag her sorry butt to the gym twice a week.
You can find Frannie on Tumblr or Twitter. If, you know, you wanted to see what the hell she’s up to these days. The great, white north isn’t that terrifying. Just watch out for those geese.