Is it May already?? *moves couches in an attempt to find a few days from April*
Here’s that bit about the world my Rapunzel retelling is set in that I promised. I don’t have the entirety of the world planned out yet, but enough to write the story.
Name: Not sure yet…Do I want to go traditional, like Saritum, Ursison? A name, like Aulis, Ritva, Ipaty? Or something more along the lines of a title, like Cleansed Terrain, Twisted Lands, the Sundered Earth?
Behavior: It has one sun and one moon. The sun and moon have darker stripes (like Roman numerals) visible depending on how close it is to the time of Turning. Each Turning, the world is refreshed via a large-scale tilling (only not so tame as a garden tilling; imagine a rototiller chunking apart a mountain, a rake and shovel driving earth into the sea). During the Turning, the inhabitants’ bodies revert to whatever element/substance their ancestry is. The closer it is to the Turning, the more the flesh and blood of the people revert (and the further from the Turning, the more their bodies solidify into flesh and blood).
Inhabitants: There are four known types of people, technically three since one exists only in stories. They are the Children of Earth, Fire, Wind, and Ice*. Each set of Children has specific physical characteristics, but that would be kind of lengthy for a blog post. While intermarriage between the Children is possible, most of the time it doesn’t result in offspring. When it does, the offspring must eventually decide which element will be dominant (sort of like half-elves in LotR). Otherwise a whole lot of crazy things happen to them during the Turning.
History: This is one of the things I’m still working out. I definitely know that Children of Ice were the earliest inhabitants, the Children of Fire were second, and the CoF introduced the CoI to flapjacks.
I'm hoping to put up a couple excerpts from my current draft before the end of the month.
Until next time!
*I have plans for more, but first I need to figure out how the souls work/how a people are formed in the first place. I have a few ideas... *sticks pen behind ear and chases plot bunnies*
Monday, May 14, 2018
Saturday, April 28, 2018
Fanfic: Twinepathy
I was cleaning up some writing things, and came across this: a bit of fanfiction for C.B. Cook's Twinepathy!
The featured character is a minor one--The Finch--but for whatever reason I connected with him right away, then there was an RP group and I wanted to play him, then I wrote this. This version is a little different from when I first posted it on my closed blog, in that it's cleaned up a bit.
Enjoy! And don't forget to check out C.B. Cook's blog.
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The Finch wandered the park, hoping to distract himself. Why couldn’t he remember anything? It hurt almost as bad as getting hit with a truck. Not that he remembered having any such experience…
“Mathis?” The lightly accented voice sent a shiver through him. He turned. A lady with long hair and a surprised expression timidly approached. She had a death grip on the lapels of her jacket. “Mathis, is that you?”
He blinked. “Yes.”
“Oh, thank goodness! Where have you been?” She rushed up and bear-hugged him.
The Finch just stood there, arms awkwardly by his side. “I’m…I’m sorry, but I don’t remember you.”
The lady drew back but kept her hands on his arms. Her expression varied between cold shock and…was that fear?
“Don’t remember me?”
“No, I don’t. What’s your name?”
She took a few steps back, her hand to her mouth. Tears brimmed in her dark eyes. “Oh, oh, oh…”
The Finch wanted to cry himself. “Who are you?”
“I’m, I’m…” She choked, and the tears fell. Through a muffle of emotion, he heard her say, “Eva.”
He held his breath for half a second, hoping. No memories, or even feeling, surfaced. He exhaled his earlier apology.
Eva cleared her throat, laying her hand at its base. “You don’t remember me? At all?”
He shook his head. He must have some previous connection to her, though; he wanted to cry with her, hug her, something. “Do you want to talk?”
Eva nodded furiously, pulling her coat tight. She sniffled. “There’s a bench there.”
The Finch instinctively put his arm out. Eva gave a gasping laugh. “At least you’re still you.”
He helped her to the bench and winced. It was so cold. That didn’t seem to bother Eva. She leaned back and glanced at him nervously. “I…I’m not sure where to start…but, I’m your girlfriend.”
The Finch nodded. He could see that, even if he couldn’t remember it.
She relaxed a little bit. “We didn’t do everything together, but quite a few things. Skating, collecting, your usual hobbies…and a few weeks ago, you stopped responding. I was worried sick, literally. My mother had to come over and stay with me for a few days. Then I got a text from you—or your phone, at least—saying to come to the park.”
The Finch put his elbows on his knees. “It wasn’t me who sent the text.” It might have been Jen…
What should he say next? What could he say next?
Eva laid a hand on his arm. “You wouldn’t happen to remember what it was you wanted to tell me before you…vanished?”
He shook his head.
“What happened?”
He half-opened his mouth, then stopped. What could he tell her? IDIA hadn’t told him much, about either the accident or his relations. They had said it was too soon. “I got into an accident at work.”
“But I checked the hospitals! And how can you get amnesia from unloading produce?!” Eva gripped his arm and gave him a little shake. He must have given her a negative look, because she abruptly let go and hunched over. “Sorry.”
He was going to say, “It’s alright,” but stopped himself. It wasn’t alright. Not at all.
Eva stood. “Maybe it would help if…if we went for a walk? Where we usually do?”
The Finch rose. He supposedly had the afternoon off. May as well make the best of it. “Yes, please. I’m afraid you’ll have to lead the way.”
Eva looked like she was going to cry again.
The Finch wrapped an arm about her shoulders. “But don’t worry. I should remember soon enough.” He hoped. It was going to kill him if he couldn’t.
Saturday, April 21, 2018
Rebel!
So, it’s week three of Camp Nanowrimo. A plot bunny latched onto me while I was at work, and stayed with me throughout the day. It didn’t even have anything to do with my task at hand (frying chicken). I was just thinking about dryads, then I thought about Rapunzel, and then I thought about the Arista Challenge.
A purpose to rebellion! :D
I’m trying so very hard not to let this rebellion take over my other projects, doing a smidgen of words here, half a scene there...but, my planned MC for Dead in Sleep has fallen silent, and my endeavors of writing Convoluted Chronicles stories are increasingly frustrating... :P
Here’s a bit about this rebellion project, tentatively titled Renewal of Spirit. Characters first, because characters are awesome. I’ll do another post within the month (or early next month) about the world it’s set in.
Corinna—the “prince” figure. An Earth Child. Is a bit of a loner, due to her crippled right arm (an encounter with a forest beast). Everyone except her family began ignoring her once it was clear her arm wouldn’t be healing. Who wants to watch a one-armed girl when they're busy hunting and preparing for the Turning?
Daughter of a disinherited princess, she just wants…well, she isn’t sure, but she knows she'll have to brave the Turning eventually. One can't grow cooped up in a castle, after all.
Laburnum Notah—the “Rapunzel” figure. A Wind Child. He’s been stuck in a mountain his whole life, and educated by a hag named Kamilla. He would love to have someone other than her to talk to, but Kamilla has convinced him (through proper education, of course) that he has no place in the outside world. He’s too reclusive for his boisterous people, and too rowdy for any others. So, he stays in the mountain, cooking, cleaning, and secretly resenting his name of “Laburnum.” Has the habit of singing when he’s lonely.
Kamilla—the witch figure. An Earth Child. She was outcast so long ago that even she doesn’t remember why. In her old age, sometimes slips into dementia. Always wanted to have a child, but was barren. Surprisingly proficient with a kitchen knife, oddly deficient in magic. She does things like make little lights and bind people in curses with ease, but ask her to enchant something to be sturdy, and it might just end up turning into a toad.
Notah’s Parents (currently unnamed)—the parental figures. Children of the Wind. The father’s a weaver, the mother’s a dye maker. Notah was her first son, and while she learned not to covet, she is currently learning not to brag, especially about something as important as being able to weave flying carpets from grass. The father's learned that trying to keep his wife out of trouble is pointless, so he's settled for trying to get her out of trouble. Which may also be pointless.
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A purpose to rebellion! :D
I’m trying so very hard not to let this rebellion take over my other projects, doing a smidgen of words here, half a scene there...but, my planned MC for Dead in Sleep has fallen silent, and my endeavors of writing Convoluted Chronicles stories are increasingly frustrating... :P
Here’s a bit about this rebellion project, tentatively titled Renewal of Spirit. Characters first, because characters are awesome. I’ll do another post within the month (or early next month) about the world it’s set in.
Corinna—the “prince” figure. An Earth Child. Is a bit of a loner, due to her crippled right arm (an encounter with a forest beast). Everyone except her family began ignoring her once it was clear her arm wouldn’t be healing. Who wants to watch a one-armed girl when they're busy hunting and preparing for the Turning?
Daughter of a disinherited princess, she just wants…well, she isn’t sure, but she knows she'll have to brave the Turning eventually. One can't grow cooped up in a castle, after all.
Laburnum Notah—the “Rapunzel” figure. A Wind Child. He’s been stuck in a mountain his whole life, and educated by a hag named Kamilla. He would love to have someone other than her to talk to, but Kamilla has convinced him (through proper education, of course) that he has no place in the outside world. He’s too reclusive for his boisterous people, and too rowdy for any others. So, he stays in the mountain, cooking, cleaning, and secretly resenting his name of “Laburnum.” Has the habit of singing when he’s lonely.
Kamilla—the witch figure. An Earth Child. She was outcast so long ago that even she doesn’t remember why. In her old age, sometimes slips into dementia. Always wanted to have a child, but was barren. Surprisingly proficient with a kitchen knife, oddly deficient in magic. She does things like make little lights and bind people in curses with ease, but ask her to enchant something to be sturdy, and it might just end up turning into a toad.
Notah’s Parents (currently unnamed)—the parental figures. Children of the Wind. The father’s a weaver, the mother’s a dye maker. Notah was her first son, and while she learned not to covet, she is currently learning not to brag, especially about something as important as being able to weave flying carpets from grass. The father's learned that trying to keep his wife out of trouble is pointless, so he's settled for trying to get her out of trouble. Which may also be pointless.
Friday, April 6, 2018
Camp Nanowrimo
I'm participating in Camp Nanowrimo!
I've done it before (love it!), but not while I had a blog. Okay, I had a blog but never got around to posting...
My projects this session:
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Dead in Sleep:The
two factions—Human and Imp—have always fought. The Humans, with their
magic and knack for invention, have always had the upper hand. But their
magic has been growing weaker to the point of vanishing altogether. The
Imps with their vampire mounts have gained the upper hand, and it
doesn’t help matters that their automaton have begun to turn on them.
The Human cities are close to falling. Where has their magic gone?
Fayte Hargreave and her two friends--Eldon Rattlebag and Shania Darknoll--do their best to survive the downfall of their city and gain a lead on what is happening to their magic.
Goal: 3K-ish, counting attempts of prose for a scrapbook version
Fayte Hargreave and her two friends--Eldon Rattlebag and Shania Darknoll--do their best to survive the downfall of their city and gain a lead on what is happening to their magic.
Goal: 3K-ish, counting attempts of prose for a scrapbook version
I'd Kill for a Bath:Pearl does her best to aid her friend, Snow--an overworked secretary of Castle Hematite--in winning the right to be queen for a day. In the process, Pearl tries to sort out her life--a life that her supposed father reveals to be a sham.
Set in Convoluted Chronicles.
Although, now I want to try my hand at literary fiction; so I may be exploring just Pearl's relationship to her uncle and father, and having the fantastic elements of fantasy as background props instead of spotlight items...
In which case a title change is imminent. Probably something along the lines of: You did What?!, Who are you?, or So my Father's a Dragon.
Goal: 5K-ish
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Here are small excerpts from each. The excerpt from Dead in Sleep isn't from the main POV; it's the start of a dare (Writer's Truth or Dare is so much more fun than regular T/D), because I read over my starting scene and...well, there are a few unique qualities in this world that I'm having difficulty showing in character.
Dead in Sleep:
Eldon couldn’t wait to visit the Inner ring of the city—there were so many hoity-toities to have fun with.
“The fact that they manufacture the guns you use to keep Imps out means nothing?”
Eldon glared at Fayte, a female soldier who seemed to be favored by the CO. “The mind meld is over. Why are you loitering in my head?”
Fayte shrugged. She adjusted her goggles so that the eye beams dimmed. “Sorry.”
“Upstart little…” Muttering derogatory comments, Eldon leapt aboard a departing tram. He glanced back at Fayte, flicked his goggles so that the eye-beams flashed. When she looked up, he did his best snarling grin. That’s what makes things interesting, pet.
Guns always made things interesting.
I'd Kill for a Bath:
Pearl took solace in the last few moments spent in her organized office. Notepads stacked on the edge of the desk; sparkling filing cabinets (their contents alphabetized and categorized by urgency); the trash can emptied. She took a picture in her mind, sucked a deep breath, and stepped out.
Luckily for her, her office was adjacent the castle’s lobby, so she didn’t have to wade through several levels of bureaucrats. A poster on the notice pillar outside caught her attention. The laminated, purple and orange and black poster reflected the moonlight garishly.
Contest: Queen for a Day.
The modern equivalent of a coliseum. She sneered in disgust, glad she wouldn’t be participating.
“Oh, Pearl!” A girl with the figure and looks of a vampire queen rushed over, her high heels clicking frantically against the concrete.
“Snow. What is it?”
The distraught secretary babbled incoherently. Frantic gestures, bleeding mascara…
Pearl looked at the poster again, took note of the date, and sighed. “You decided to participate?”
Snow latched onto Pearl’s arm, sobbing. “I’ve been stalked, threatened, work piled on my desk…” She paused, swiped at her face with her elbow. Black eyeliner stained the white sleeves. “They even laced my latte!”
Pearl led Snow to the curb. “I’m sorry, but I really don’t want to get involved. Especially not after an extended weekend.”
“It’s okay.” Snow sniffed. “It’s not like…like…oh, I just can’t be sarcastic! Pearl, I’m not alright and I need help!”
Sunday, March 18, 2018
Interviewing Characters
This is everyone's favorite part of the writing process, right? You sit your stubborn characters down and try to ask them why they refuse to make up, always wear bunny slippers, why they refuse to give you their name, etc. In the last case, I usually resort to saying something like: "Tell me your real name or you'll be stuck with 'Zupid Gruppi'!"
There are so many ways to interview a character. For Major/Main characters, I might start with a detailed interview (using questions like these or these), or I might not get to asking them much until I'm halfway done with the first draft (in which case I just keep asking "Why this?" until I get somewhere). If I'm lucky, I'll spot the character I need while browsing enneagrams, or I'll use a Myers-Briggs personality test and go from there.
For other characters, though, going through all the questions about daily living are...tedious, nigh on useless. Most of the time. Every so often one of the questions along the lines of "name of high-school sweetheart" becomes relevant, then I go back and fill it out.
Minor/Side characters can be well fleshed out using an abbreviated questionnaire like this or this. Sometimes all that's needed is a good physical description.
I thought I'd share some snippets of my character interviews I did while writing Trouble in Bookland. These are mostly from early drafts (I'll be making a post about that in the near-ish future). Ethan's (he's the antagonist) interview is more current, when I was hitting a block at about the halfway point. So some spoilers for Trouble in Bookland in that one. Highlight if you wish to view. Linda (the protagonist) is the other interviewee.
Italics are characters, bold is me.
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Linda (age 8-10, early draft):
So right now you’re living with Johan, who is your new father’s son, and your mom?
*nods*
How do you like it?
*crumples tissues and throws them aside* It’s not home. At home, we all used to laugh and live together. Johan and I do that sometimes. But mom doesn’t like talking about where we used to live, what dad used to be like, or Ethan.
What about your new dad? What’s he like?
*shrugs* I don’t like him very much, because the only time I see him much is when he and Johan are talking. He doesn’t like that Johan’s a Writer and keeps telling him to live in Reality. It doesn’t make sense…
So you like Johan a lot?
Yuh-huh. It’s just…sometimes he makes me forget Ethan. I don’t want to forget Ethan. *scrunches self into couch cushions*
That’s when you get angry with him?
*nods*
Do you like yourself?
I…I guess so? *puzzled look*
There’s nothing you regret doing, want to do that you’re ashamed of, anything?
*looks even more confused* Uh-um…no?
Well, then what’s your outlook on life? Are you pessimistic, optimistic, do you feel that most people you meet are honest, or lying?
*frowns and grips head* What’s that supposed to mean?
Uh…(oh, yeah, pre-teen character. Some things on my questionnaire aren't relevant.) Change of question. What’s your life like?
*shrugs, making a face* I wake up, I eat, I go to school, I come home, I eat, I do homework, I play with Johan until mom or dad comes home and tells us to stop making so much noise. And I write until my brains short out.
Do you have any friends?
*relaxes a bit* Nope. *pause* Can I ask you something?
Sure, shoot.
Are you an Author?
*chuckles* Sort of, yeah.
Okay. ‘Cuz this was starting to feel like a Character interview.
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Ethan:
Why’d you mess things up in Bookland? How do you feel now that Linda has ownership of your world? Something isn't sitting right...
*gives look* Becaaaaauuuuuuuse that was my plan. To mess things up and start deteriorating the Patchwork. You feeling okay?
Meh, just trying to figure things out. Scatterbrain doesn’t help. Hey, why do you care how I'm feeling?
Maybe, just maybe, I’m a human being with concern for others.
Ha-ha.
Yeah, I know. *grins again* To answer your other question…happy. The world’ll survive, and she’ll be stretching her creative muscles.
Huh. Okay, then. What went wrong, what went wrong…
Something with Fourth-wall awareness, obviously.
Obviously. Let’s see…
Why don’t you just follow along with Linda and see where she heads? *chuckle*
Oh dear.
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I hope you enjoyed this. Any questions for any characters in TiB? Outside the story, I've found that most of them are fourth-wall aware, so outlandish and/or crossover questions will most likely be answered.
Thanks for reading!
There are so many ways to interview a character. For Major/Main characters, I might start with a detailed interview (using questions like these or these), or I might not get to asking them much until I'm halfway done with the first draft (in which case I just keep asking "Why this?" until I get somewhere). If I'm lucky, I'll spot the character I need while browsing enneagrams, or I'll use a Myers-Briggs personality test and go from there.
For other characters, though, going through all the questions about daily living are...tedious, nigh on useless. Most of the time. Every so often one of the questions along the lines of "name of high-school sweetheart" becomes relevant, then I go back and fill it out.
Minor/Side characters can be well fleshed out using an abbreviated questionnaire like this or this. Sometimes all that's needed is a good physical description.
I thought I'd share some snippets of my character interviews I did while writing Trouble in Bookland. These are mostly from early drafts (I'll be making a post about that in the near-ish future). Ethan's (he's the antagonist) interview is more current, when I was hitting a block at about the halfway point. So some spoilers for Trouble in Bookland in that one. Highlight if you wish to view. Linda (the protagonist) is the other interviewee.
Italics are characters, bold is me.
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Linda (age 8-10, early draft):
So right now you’re living with Johan, who is your new father’s son, and your mom?
*nods*
How do you like it?
*crumples tissues and throws them aside* It’s not home. At home, we all used to laugh and live together. Johan and I do that sometimes. But mom doesn’t like talking about where we used to live, what dad used to be like, or Ethan.
What about your new dad? What’s he like?
*shrugs* I don’t like him very much, because the only time I see him much is when he and Johan are talking. He doesn’t like that Johan’s a Writer and keeps telling him to live in Reality. It doesn’t make sense…
So you like Johan a lot?
Yuh-huh. It’s just…sometimes he makes me forget Ethan. I don’t want to forget Ethan. *scrunches self into couch cushions*
That’s when you get angry with him?
*nods*
Do you like yourself?
I…I guess so? *puzzled look*
There’s nothing you regret doing, want to do that you’re ashamed of, anything?
*looks even more confused* Uh-um…no?
Well, then what’s your outlook on life? Are you pessimistic, optimistic, do you feel that most people you meet are honest, or lying?
*frowns and grips head* What’s that supposed to mean?
Uh…(oh, yeah, pre-teen character. Some things on my questionnaire aren't relevant.) Change of question. What’s your life like?
*shrugs, making a face* I wake up, I eat, I go to school, I come home, I eat, I do homework, I play with Johan until mom or dad comes home and tells us to stop making so much noise. And I write until my brains short out.
Do you have any friends?
*relaxes a bit* Nope. *pause* Can I ask you something?
Sure, shoot.
Are you an Author?
*chuckles* Sort of, yeah.
Okay. ‘Cuz this was starting to feel like a Character interview.
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Ethan:
Why’d you mess things up in Bookland? How do you feel now that Linda has ownership of your world? Something isn't sitting right...
*gives look* Becaaaaauuuuuuuse that was my plan. To mess things up and start deteriorating the Patchwork. You feeling okay?
Meh, just trying to figure things out. Scatterbrain doesn’t help. Hey, why do you care how I'm feeling?
Maybe, just maybe, I’m a human being with concern for others.
Ha-ha.
Yeah, I know. *grins again* To answer your other question…happy. The world’ll survive, and she’ll be stretching her creative muscles.
Huh. Okay, then. What went wrong, what went wrong…
Something with Fourth-wall awareness, obviously.
Obviously. Let’s see…
Why don’t you just follow along with Linda and see where she heads? *chuckle*
Oh dear.
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I hope you enjoyed this. Any questions for any characters in TiB? Outside the story, I've found that most of them are fourth-wall aware, so outlandish and/or crossover questions will most likely be answered.
Thanks for reading!
Wednesday, February 7, 2018
Cover Reveal!
Can't wait for this to come out! I'd have applied for beta-reading, but my job makes me miss many things... :(
Ah, well; I can participate in this! And snag a copy of the book when it comes out in August (the 27th)! It sounds like a perfect summer read.
Summary:
Princess Obsidia’s father was killed the night she was born. Since there was no male heir, the crown went to the man who killed him, by Dialcian law. This never bothered her, growing up, and when it comes time for Obsidia to choose her husband, she chooses Prince Delaney, the son of that man, with little hesitation. Only then does her life start crumbling around her.
Adrian expected to live a normal life, taking his father’s place at the print shop when his father retired. But, on his eighteenth birthday, when the princess’ engagement is announced, his world is ripped out from under him when he learns that his life was a ruse, and he is the twin brother to the princess – and expected to take back his father’s throne.
Delaney knows that his country is hovering on the brink of war – and that his father may harbor murderous intentions towards his intended bride due to her Zovordian blood. He wants nothing more than to protect Obsidia and his people, but as merely prince, he has little power against his father.
The ancient war between the Dragons and the Immortal King and Queen is nearing its climax, and the three are already caught in it.
Snippet:
“I see.” Adrian frowned. “Then what do I need to do?”
“This is a war that I have waged for many long years,” said the queen, shaking her head, “yet I still cannot see how it will end – or even if it ever will, so long as this world stands. I saw my first world die, and I thought it a terrible thing indeed. I saw this world’s birth, and thought that I had witnessed perfection. It was only many years later that I realized that it was in the destruction that true perfection was achieved.”
“Then … there’s nothing to be done?”
“Oh, quite to the contrary. There is everything to be done,” said the king, suddenly stepping up and laying his hands on his wife’s shoulders. “Don’t let her speeches of gloom and doom deceive you. Evil must be fought, and respites of grace can be won.”
And now the cover! It has a wintery feel to it...take a look! To read the first chapter, click the image/text. To add on Goodreads, click here.
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I had some random questions for the author, and she has answered. :D
1. Did you have to go through many title options before deciding on "Worth of a King?"
Jack and I tossed several before we settled on this one, and then the conversation that had planned to write, which had inspired it, never happened. So I actually nearly changed it several times - until Laura jumped in with a new conversation that made it beautiful.
2. How hard was it to choose your characters' names?
Main characters? No, not at all. Naming a major character is easy, because you can get an easy feel for their character. Obsidia, Delaney, and Nadilynn, I all picked based on their meanings. I don't know all of Jack's logic with the characters she named - Adrian, Christa, Jerolin, and Ossian - beyond the fact that Adrian is Latin name to go with Obsidia.
You know what's hard? One-off characters. Characters that are mere references. Because their name is 90% of their personification, and you scarcely know who they are. I had a historical queen go through three or four names before I finally settled on Katina.
3. A non story-related question for the last, if you don't mind. I read on your profile that you're an aspiring herbalist. Have you learned anything particularly unexpected/amazingly cool that you'd like to share?
I'm more into oils of late, but ... let's see. Oh, basil is really good for earaches!
Kendra
E. Ardnek loves fairytales and twisting them in new and exciting ways. She's
been or acting them on her dozen plus cousins and siblings for years.
"Finish your story, Kendra," is frequently heard at family
gatherings. Her sole life goal has always been to grow up and be an author of
fantasy and children's tales that glorify God and His Word.
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Tuesday, January 9, 2018
Still here!
So, updates.
I’m alive.
After a year of…let’s see, what were the defining events…hard work, knitting, more work (yay overtime), meeting new people, the death of a pet, sort-of-kind-of getting used to driving, getting another pet, deciding three weeks before Christmas to buy presents for my sibs…
It was fun.
I hope it doesn’t come back (I feel that way about most all of my years previous, so… :P).
I’ve done a bit of redesigning on the blog and added a few project pages. I’ve also decided that I’m going to try to get some more content on here (maybe review a couple recently read books, participate in cover reveals).
And, finally:
Parts One and Two have been combined, a better ending has been added, and gosh darn it I’m done. I actually finished months and months ago, but just haven’t had the time to put it out there. Yay overtime and downed computers. *sarcastic fist pump*
I’m glad that I decided to peruse the document one last time before publishing. I found: a missing transition scene, a misspelled word, sentences referring to cut scenes… :-/
I'm keeping it priced at $0.99 (almost priced it at $99 instead of $0.99! :P) because it's my first complete self-pub, and because it was a high school grad project (hence not a lot of hype). The story is where I'd like it to be (I actually enjoyed myself going over it again), and it's done. Done, done, done. XD
And now, a song from Peter Hollens. Why? Because I like it. Have a Disney Villains Medley.
I’m alive.
After a year of…let’s see, what were the defining events…hard work, knitting, more work (yay overtime), meeting new people, the death of a pet, sort-of-kind-of getting used to driving, getting another pet, deciding three weeks before Christmas to buy presents for my sibs…
It was fun.
I hope it doesn’t come back (I feel that way about most all of my years previous, so… :P).
I’ve done a bit of redesigning on the blog and added a few project pages. I’ve also decided that I’m going to try to get some more content on here (maybe review a couple recently read books, participate in cover reveals).
And, finally:
Trouble in Bookland (completed!!)
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I’m glad that I decided to peruse the document one last time before publishing. I found: a missing transition scene, a misspelled word, sentences referring to cut scenes… :-/
I'm keeping it priced at $0.99 (almost priced it at $99 instead of $0.99! :P) because it's my first complete self-pub, and because it was a high school grad project (hence not a lot of hype). The story is where I'd like it to be (I actually enjoyed myself going over it again), and it's done. Done, done, done. XD
And now, a song from Peter Hollens. Why? Because I like it. Have a Disney Villains Medley.
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