Been over a month since I've posted...sorry bout that. Life has been so full of ups and downs lately, with starting a new job, buying super expensive plane tickets to the Caribbean, and trying to get everything else in order. The good news is that I'm still writing! Bad news is, wow was Valentines Day are REALLY optimistic goal. As of today, I am 150 pages into my next novel and probably only three quarters of the way done. And that's just the first draft :( I also have to admit that despite knowing exactly where I want the rest of the trilogy to go, I am SERIOUSLY struggling to get it down on paper!
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Friday, February 19, 2016
Races Revealed
I was supposed to have my next book done by Valentines Day...that obviously didn't happen. Good news, I'm about 80% done with it...bad news, I've still got another 20% to go.
One of my favorite things about book 2 (sorry, don't have a title for it yet) is that I'm introducing a lot of new races and characters in it. That makes it doubly fun because up through the first book I had ideas and outlines for the different races, but now that I'm writing them I get to fine tune the histories and cultures of each race.
Some new races that will be in the second book and some teasers because I love my readers:
Gnomes:
In the first book, Holly had a very brief entanglement with a gnome, but there's not much information about gnomes themselves, their history, or why they are attacking Myre so often. At one point in the second book, Holly finds herself in the midst of a Gnome camp.
Here's a description of the camp taken straight out of book 2:
And of one gnome they meet:
Sorcerer:
Sorcerers possess very different magic from most of the other races. Where the other races tend to manipulate natural phenomenon, sorcerers have telepathic powers. This has its limitations, but because of the fear that telepathy incurs, sorcerers have been hunted and slaughtered with particular vehemence throughout the war.
Vampire:
Yes, there is a vampire in this story. No, it is nothing like Twilight! Seriously, I've always been fascinated by vampires because there is TONS of history, culture, and lore surrounding them. I'm not talking just the European literature, but also Eastern and South American lore. So, you may find vampires are a bit different in this book.
The man reached up and pushed his hood back. She stared into two black eyes set in a face as pale as snow.
Sorry, that seems like a super short description compared to the others...for the sake of the story, I spread the description out over several pages instead of a paragraph of complete description.
Dark Elves:
It only feels fair to mention this. Yes, we've already met two Dark Elves. Yes, you will meet more and learn more about them in Book 2.
Here's a teaser...especially for those of you who were concerned we wouldn't see enough of Connor in Book 2:
Some other races and people to be looked forward to: Light Elves, an Enchantress, a Healer, and a Hedge Witch, along with several creatures that were created by Iron Elves and Wood Elves during the War of Elves (which predates the War of Races, fyi). Honorable mentions: mages, dwarves, and trolls.
Needless to say, you can expect a TON of world building, a lot of introductions, and some serious action as Holly tries to both find her place in the magical world and save it.
Oh, and we'll meet another Wind Horse. They are very important after all. Book 2 will at least scratch the surface of just how important.
For those who were curious, this is essentially what Saragon would look like...with some minor differences:
One of my favorite things about book 2 (sorry, don't have a title for it yet) is that I'm introducing a lot of new races and characters in it. That makes it doubly fun because up through the first book I had ideas and outlines for the different races, but now that I'm writing them I get to fine tune the histories and cultures of each race.
Some new races that will be in the second book and some teasers because I love my readers:
Gnomes:
In the first book, Holly had a very brief entanglement with a gnome, but there's not much information about gnomes themselves, their history, or why they are attacking Myre so often. At one point in the second book, Holly finds herself in the midst of a Gnome camp.
Here's a description of the camp taken straight out of book 2:
The gnomes camped in luxurious,
huge tents. Generally the tents
were held up by multiple poles stuck straight in the ground, with a single tall
point in the center of a ceiling.
When faced straight on, it made the tents look like pentagons. The fabrics were expertly woven and
sturdy, some in colors so varied and rich that Laney had never seen their like,
not even in the Balthazar mansion.
Brilliant yellows that reminded her of daffodils and sunshine to deep colored
reds like wine or blood. It was
stunning. Some of the tent flaps
were raised and she could see within, to thickly carpeted floors, vases, low
tables, and cushions littered around.
Within some of the tents, gnomes reclined on the cushions while others
sat around the low tables playing some kind of game that Laney had never see before.
And of one gnome they meet:
The last gnome Holly had met was mostly
hidden by his clothes and cloak.
This gnome was completely different. He had nut-brown skin and hair black as midnight, very
thick, and so tightly curled that it looked like perfect, tiny ringlets that
fell to his shoulders. He had a
long beard that also curled in the same tight ringlets and was cut straight
across, as if part of a rectangle.
His large eyes were closed, but had black and gold around them. Even his eyebrows were accentuated,
like two black slashes across his brow.
His clothes were rich textiles, the knee-length tunic a warm light brown
color, with dark brown trousers, and a thick cloak that was dyed a deep,
vibrant purple.
Sorcerers possess very different magic from most of the other races. Where the other races tend to manipulate natural phenomenon, sorcerers have telepathic powers. This has its limitations, but because of the fear that telepathy incurs, sorcerers have been hunted and slaughtered with particular vehemence throughout the war.
This man was very tall.
He also had skin that was devoid of
color. His black hair was a
startling contrast to his pale skin.
His ears stuck out from his hair, pointed much like she imagined a
fairy’s or elf’s might be. He wore
black clothes that were fitted and stiff edged. A red collar offset the black and white image he
presented. He also wore a thick,
intricate silver ring set with a glittering ruby on one hand and a small silver
loop in one ear.
As imposing as the man’s clothes
and jewelry were, it was the sight of his high forehead that made Laney catch
her breath. Or rather, it was the
sight of the red mark on his forehead.
It was simple, really, four tiny dots arranged as if at the corners of a
diamond and located just between and above his brows.
The mark of a sorcerer.
Vampire:
Yes, there is a vampire in this story. No, it is nothing like Twilight! Seriously, I've always been fascinated by vampires because there is TONS of history, culture, and lore surrounding them. I'm not talking just the European literature, but also Eastern and South American lore. So, you may find vampires are a bit different in this book.
The man reached up and pushed his hood back. She stared into two black eyes set in a face as pale as snow.
Sorry, that seems like a super short description compared to the others...for the sake of the story, I spread the description out over several pages instead of a paragraph of complete description.
Dark Elves:
It only feels fair to mention this. Yes, we've already met two Dark Elves. Yes, you will meet more and learn more about them in Book 2.
Here's a teaser...especially for those of you who were concerned we wouldn't see enough of Connor in Book 2:
The streets wound among the empty,
dome shaped buildings. The Dark
Elves hadn’t invested as much time in architecture as their brethren. While the other Elves prided themselves
on creating beauty, the Dark Elves found greatest pleasure in the capabilities
of their bodies. How far could one
push oneself until they died? How
much heat or cold could their bodies stand? How far could they run? How well could they fight?
Connor had trained in these
circular courtyards. He’d fought
among the dripping stalactites and stalagmites of the outer city. He’d competed in the great arenas
within the city. And when he’d
finally earned the right, he’d entered the largest dome, the Dome of the
Elders.
He stopped in front of the giant
building now. Long ago, slaves had
built the channel that served as a fiery moat of lava circling the Dome. Dark Elves hated light, but in this
case the lava had served their purpose.
There was only one way over the moat.
Connor breathed deeply, forcing
himself to relax. His right hand
unconsciously gripped the worn handle of his curved knife. As he let a long breath out, he felt
along the shadows, summoning them, pulling them. Slowly, shadow by shadow, he built a bridge spanning from
himself to the Dome.
It was hard work and he trembled
with effort near the end. For a
second, he was weak and his mind sprang to a pair of hazel eyes and a warm
smile…
The shadows recognized his weakness
and sprang away in that one moment.
His lip curled and he pushed
thoughts of Holly away.
He reached for the shadows
again. His fists clenched so hard
that his nails dug into his palms.
He yanked on the shadows, forcing them back into place, viciously
demanding their obedience.
Here, it was rule or be ruled and
he would not be ruled over any more.
Some other races and people to be looked forward to: Light Elves, an Enchantress, a Healer, and a Hedge Witch, along with several creatures that were created by Iron Elves and Wood Elves during the War of Elves (which predates the War of Races, fyi). Honorable mentions: mages, dwarves, and trolls.
Needless to say, you can expect a TON of world building, a lot of introductions, and some serious action as Holly tries to both find her place in the magical world and save it.
Oh, and we'll meet another Wind Horse. They are very important after all. Book 2 will at least scratch the surface of just how important.
For those who were curious, this is essentially what Saragon would look like...with some minor differences:
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Siriusly Rambling
First off:
#SiriuslyCan'tGetOverThis
Anyways, I'm on something of a mind adventure of contemplation lately. I've been trying to figure out how to improve my writing and that's led me to thinking a lot about my favorite authors and my favorite books.
I've started to notice something. Really good authors have a profound way of intertwining wisdom and storytelling. They can transport ideas from manuscript pages into the minds of their readers. It gives new meaning to the saying, "The pen is mightier than the sword."
Equally amazing, is the beauty with which the advice is given. Sometimes authors will use a particularly wise and profound character, a main character's musings, or even just the essence and plot of the story itself. No matter the vehicle, the elegant language they use to give simple advice enlightens the minds of their readers.
"Poetry is the road to prose" - When Tolkien struggled to write his thoughts, he would write them in verse, thus making him think about the importance of each word. It also gave his cadence and, if I say so myself, a more magical feel.
My favorite authors are also really good at creating characters. Sometimes, characters feel like the hardest thing to make in writing. Side characters have to be easily accessible (the reader can understand something about their personality from that one conversation they are part of) and main characters have to inspire some kind of emotional attachment. Shusaku Endo said in The Final Martyrs, "Over the years I have forged intimate familial ties with these characters, who are reflections of a portion of myself. Consequently, even a character who appeared only once in a short story waits now in the wings, concealed by the curtain, for his next appearance on-stage. Not one of them has ever broken free of his familial ties with me and disappeared forever - at least, not within the confines of my heart."
I think that by building characters that put on display portions of the writer's personality, we instinctively give the characters more depth.
I also love how good authors have main characters that are flawed, but underneath it all have a desire to do and be good. This makes them seem even more relatable, because I think all of us have the same desire to be good, but our process is often marred by mistakes and personal flaws.
Monday, January 18, 2016
Snowy Evenings
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
By: Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
#LoveBeingHome
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
The Road
"'It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door,' he used to say. 'You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to...'"
Chapter 3 Three is Company; The Fellowship of the Ring; The Lord of the Rings
J.R.R. Tolkien
#TheRoad #RoadLessTraveled #WhatRoadIsThis
What can I say, I'm still Tolkien obsessed. This quote is actually one of many that inspired I Walked with Shadows. The idea that we all have to walk out the door, but in doing so take a risk and could encounter any number of experiences, is pretty dang inspiring if I do say so myself. Thanks Tolkien, for putting this wonderful idea into just a few words.
SO SNOWY!
Friday, December 18, 2015
PUBLISHED
It's official! Woot woooooooot!
I Walked with Shadows is on Amazon as a Kindle Book! This is a dream come true and I am so stinkin' happy. Mostly, I'm happy that I finally finished it! I'm about forty pages into the second book...so hopefully that one will be done in about a month, but for now I'm CELEBRATING THIS ONE!
One of the best things about self publishing is that I get to keep my writing and story the way I want it, while still having the bragging rights of being published. Except, when I tell people....well, let's just say that this very wonderful picture is completely true:
#RealLife #CanWriteButCan'tSpeak #Sherlocked
Point is, I'm STOKED to be PUBLISHED :)
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Teasers and Adventures
#JustAnAverageDay #NatureMakesMyLifeWonderful
Today I went on an adventure to Ross...normally I don't have the money for any kind of shopping adventures, but when I do have money this is one of my favorite places to spend it. Extra big smile :)
I also just wrote this and thought it made the perfect teaser...this is for you Julie, bahahahahahaha
Holly hesitated. That seemed like a loaded question and
she didn’t dare answer for fear of being wrong. “I know they haven’t told me everything they know. They knew of Eldirion.”
The queen straightened. “And?”
“They wouldn’t say.”
The queen growled. “You must make
them. Holly, that name came to me
while I scried on the Autumn Equinox.
Eldirion is important.
Perhaps as important as you and Connor are.”
Holly privately wondered how Connor
could be important when he’d obviously disappeared, but didn’t say it. Instead she asked, “Can you not find
out more about who Eldirion is?”
“It’s not easy to scry.” The fairy snorted. “It’s near impossible when it’s not a
day of magic. Only the dwarves
possess that sort of gift.”
“The…dwarves?”
“Foresight is their blood
gift.” The fairy said
carelessly. “It’s why they’ve been
hunted down and nearly destroyed.
The other races thought their gift too powerful. If it couldn’t be controlled, it was a
threat.”
“I’ve never imagined dwarves as
having visions of the future.”
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