Posted in 2017, The Rememberer, The Shadow Stone, Update Post, Writing

A quick update – August 16, 2017

Guess what! This is my final week of archaeological field school and I’m returning home to my normal writing tool (my laptop) and a normal WiFi connection. I’m typing this up on a laptop I borrowed from my university’s library and for the past five weeks I’ve been connecting to the internet in short bursts to check on my blog. Most days I noticed a steady rising in both views and visitors. When I return home I hope to improve several aspects of my blog such as the Contact Me and About Me pages, and my SEO. The SEO especially because it seems I have one post that gets a near constant stream of views and has been for the past several months while my other posts get a few views after they are posted and then are never looked at again.

I have done a lot. I’ve crossed off three things off of my bucket list (play D&D, go on an archaeological dig, and get a cactus), I’ve mostly plotted out a new series that I hope to start posting as soon as possible, and I’ve made a few decisions about The Rememberer. No I’m not ending it prematurely, I hate it when authors leave an already partially published project unfinished, but it is going to end soon. Hopefully by the end of September. I will start posting The Shadow Stone two weeks after The Rememberer ends. I will also be making lore pages for both projects because that is part of what gets me excited about sharing these projects with you. Also I’ll be revising the chapters of The Rememberer already posted to make it so that its actually something I’m proud of.

Now I need to quickly write my post for tomorrow. See you next Tuesday with some improvements to this blog.

Posted in 2017, Writing, Writing Tips

Amateur Writing Tip: Different Mediums

You can’t tell every story using the same medium. A story suited for a comic may not be suited to become a movie without some changes. Cartoons tend to be awful when they are translated to live action. A good example of this is Pixar. Animated movies such Toy Story, Up, or Finding Nemo would lose most of what they are if they were translated to live action or even into novels. Because of this it is a good idea to think of the strengths and weaknesses of each medium.

Written stories such as novels can show you what a character is thinking, something that is most often lost when such a story is adapted into other mediums such as animation, live action, or comics. On the other hand these more visual mediums allow the writer to better describe what something or someone looks like to them. This is mainly because there is no description in such mediums unless there is an info dump using dialogue. Think of what you can do with your favoured medium so that you can better tell the story you want to tell.

Posted in 2017, World Builiding, Writing

Worldbuilding Tip: Sports and Common Pastimes

Sports and other pastimes can be a lot more than just pastimes. There are professional sports, professional video gamers, professional readers, and professional eaters. Because of this both sports and pastimes can hold a lot of significance in your world. For sports you may use real life sports, or you can invent your own. This is the same for board games, and some other pastimes. The best thing about creating your own board game for use in your world is that if after you get published your world becomes popular you can produce and sell the board game.

Sports have historically held more significance than they do today despite the fact that so many people are such big fans. The Aztecs had a ball game which they would play which had both religious and political significance. The losers of each game of the ball game would be sacrificed to the gods. Sports such as fencing can also be seen as a form of self defence in a culture where everyone who’s anyone carries a sword around with them. Keep this in mind when figuring out what role sports and other pastimes have in your world.

Posted in 2017, poetry, Writing

The Dog

The dog is there snoring

happily when I fall asleep.

His fur is soft and warm,

and his presence scares

the bad dreams away.

But when I wake up he

has long since walked away

to either sleep somewhere else

or to begin a long day

of doing dog things.

Posted in 2017, Contemporary, Fantasy, Fiction, Mystery, The Rememberer, Writing

The Rememberer – Chapter 6

“Won’t you sit down?” The bald man asked her. “We have so much to talk about and I would hate for you to be sore afterwords. Good. Good. Now let us begin.” He smiled showing off what Rowan believed were sharpened teeth and a split tongue. This man looked almost reptilian except for when his mouth was closed and he looked perfectly normal.

“I am Edmund Skyscale though you can call me Edmund. I’m the head of the Council of the Hidden in this area.”

“The hidden?” Rowan looked at him blankly. A couple of the other members glanced at him briefly out of worry.

“Yes. The hidden. You may not realize this but there are creatures other than humans in this world who are both sentient and humanoid. Some people call us monsters, others myths. We live among humans and hide ourselves to keep ourselves safe.” He sighed loudly. “God. I sound like someone from a poorly written supernatural romance novel. I’m sorry we expected that you would already know this stuff. I certainly didn’t expect you to know nothing.”

“I don’t understand.” She stammered.

“I didn’t expect you to. It is a lot to take in all at once.”

“That’s impossible. I’m sure I’m just being pranked. I should probably go.” She stood and backed up to the door.

“Who would have pranked you?” A woman asked. She had long white hair and her eyes were covered with a scarf. She removed the scarf revealing bright purple eyes. “It certainly wouldn’t have been the man you call father. He doesn’t even know where you live. He believes you live in a better place than you actually do. It’s not like you have anyone else either. Humans tend to be scared of you. So who could be prank in you?”

“Scar.” Ordered Edmund. “Stop scaring the poor girl.”

“That is all stuff you could have learned through a little research.” Rowan exclaimed. “It means nothing.”

“Is it? Sorry I had no idea.” Scar chuckled.

A woman with bright red hair stood up. Flames jumped behind her eyes, or so it seemed. She held a hand up and it erupted in flame. “Please don’t go.” She begged. “We need you to help us.”

“Pyra.” Warned Edmund. “There is absolutely no reason to scare the poor girl.”

“If only there were more qualified people in this area. Than I wouldn’t need to deal with things like this.” He mumbled to himself.

“Hey.” An unremarkable woman with grey hair and blue eyes exclaimed. “We are more than qualified.” She looked at Rowan and smiled. “I hope my little Albin treated you well.”

Rowan still stood staring at this bizarre group of people. “How… How is that possible? No one should be able to do that.” She finally managed to say.

“How is this so unbelievable.” Asked a man with brown hair and gloved hands. “From what I understand you aren’t a stranger to strangeness.”

“B… but how?”

“Now look what you’ve done.” Edmund mumbled to himself. Aloud he addressed Rowan. “We are the hidden of course this is possible. Scarlet is a see of sorts. Pyra is a phoenix, and believe it or not but Greg here is a Memory Thief. I understand that you’re able to read the memories of objects. Is this correct?”

“I mean I do see strange things whenever I touch old objects. But that’s not normal. Im delusional. There is no way I’m one of you.”

“Yet you are. In fact you are one of the most prized type of hidden in our society. You are a rememberer.”

“A what?”

“A rememberer.” He replied.

“Is that even a word?”

“Of course it is. It’s just not a very common word. Essentially you are able to read the memories of objects, but you can’t read the memories of humans, any living creatures, or anything that was alive within a year ago. Your kind usually acts as private investigators, police; and help keep our society from turning chaotic. At least you did until 40 years ago.” He explained. 

“What happened 40 years ago?”

“Something terrible. An entire family of rememberers were found murdered in their own home. A few days later it happened to another family and then another. The remaining rememberers went into hiding. We have been unable to find any to help us solve this case. That is until now of course.” Edmund smiled. “And that is where you come in. We want you to use your abilities to find the killer or killers. We will pay you handsomely.”

“I don’t know if I can even do what you want, but I’ll at least try.”

“Good. Then we have a deal.” He held his hand out. The other Council members watched with interest.

Rowan stared at his hand with minor amazement.  When she noticed everyone else watching she grabbed his hand firmly and shook once. “We have a deal.”