National Novel Writing Month is finished for 2015, and I’ve taken a bit of a break from my novel. I wrote a few hundred words on Tuesday. Otherwise, I’ve been catching up on Netflix (I just started watching Sherlock with Cumberbatch and Martin. Quick rip: I like it). But I really only want this to be a temporary break from writing to reset my brain. Continue reading NaNo 2015 Recap + December Goals→
I can’t believe November is over in 12 hours. It’s been a long month. I think I’ll have some real lessons to take away once I’ve verified my final word count tonight, but I’ll discuss those in a later post.
Patience that knows no shore,
Washes into a sea of restless waiting for
Effort to come to fruition.
Pleading for permission.
I’m begging you: release me from this prison
Of blind high dives and titanic lies.
Long-faced child of war-
Soft hazel eyes search the trees
Knowing not for what.
Author’s Note: Aston is the other protagonist (along with Jaed) for my novel, “Aston and Jaed”. Aston looks much like an ethnic Felding; fair skin, hazel eyes, light brown hair, and a tall, lean build. A young man of 19, Aston grew up in the shadow of the Second Clan War, in which his father was killed when Aston was only twelve. Aston has a strong sense of duty for his family, but he also cares for Jaed deeply. He must reconcile his past in order to become the honorable man he wants to be.
No, the arbitrary milestone has nothing to do with NaNo, although I will cover that in a bit. I am happy to announce that Red String PaperCuts has reached a new, totally arbitrary and not-at-all-indicative-of-future-success milestone!
Have you ever read a book with such a strange and convoluted theme, that you carried it around with you long after you physically set it down? A lot of Chuck Palahnuik’s books are like that but in this instance I’m specifically referencing Rant, also the name of the following poem: Continue reading Misplaced Missive #82. Rant→
Layers of green blood,
Windswept lines twisting, curling,
Stains of history
Author’s Note: I love tattoos. I only have one myself, mostly because of cost, but I also love the history of tattoos across the world. Many cultures use tattoos to tell the histories of their people, their families. Tattoos play varying roles for many of the cultures of Ur’Dan. For Feldings, tattoos are traditionally used as a coming-of-age symbol, a mark earned by the bearer and recognized by their comrades, especially warriors. Felding tattoos are made up of swirling lines of dark green ink, beginning at the wrist and sweeping up the arm. The higher the tattoos go, the more respected the warrior is, and the more likely their names will be remembered.
I hit a weird snag in my NaNo novel on Wednesday, one I did not expect to hit after my record-shattering (for me) weekend. I got bored with my story. I was bored with Aston (he is so terribly naive, something I may have to fix in the editing process), I was bored with the section I was writing, and I was bored with Everfeld. I wrote 135 words, and I don’t even like most of them. I get it, at least I wrote something. But I was not looking forward to coming home on Thursday and staring at the laptop screen again. Continue reading NaNo Update: I Need More Fantasy→