
I’m still trying to promote Goodbye Old Paint. There will be a few posts on alternate sites, but a few of these will post here, too. The publishing …
In which I am a little thick

I’m still trying to promote Goodbye Old Paint. There will be a few posts on alternate sites, but a few of these will post here, too. The publishing …
In which I am a little thick

It is a pleasure to have Dan Antion visit Fiction Favorites, as Dan and I have been following each other since November 2014. I think we all enjoy …
Guest Post – Dan Antion to introduce – Secrets Held Against Evil #newbook
(Note: The core cast of War of Nytefall had their origin posts done prior to the release of the first book. So, it’s kind of interesting to see how I pitched them.)
War of Nytefall is very much about Clyde because he was the first character I came up with and the adventure is based around him. He is a vampiric thief whose execution by the Followers of the Sun is interrupted by the Great Cataclysm. This event is when all all of the magic of Windemere went berserk and the entire world changed. Clyde is one of the results of this event with him becoming the first Dawn Fang. He is faster and stronger than other vampires, can retain his powers in the sun (‘true’ vampires require a night cloak when operating in the day), and other changes that you’ll learn about when you read the stories. Because his evolution is a core part of the story, I won’t go much into his powers and secrets.
Like most of the characters, Clyde started as a Vampire: The Masquerade character. He wasn’t my first one. That would be a nameless one who was an artist that didn’t last long in a combat-oriented game. Clyde was the first one I put effort into creating much like Luke Callindor with D&D. Unfortunately, I still thought vampires should be monsters, so my test game went a little . . . there was the chainsaw . . . a watermelon . . . department store fire . . . car chase . . . lots of bodies . . . Let’s just say the guy running the game told me after the first session that I had to calm Clyde down or he’d take away all of my humanity points. As it was, we had to drop it to 4 and that’s out of 10. Clyde would go on to be become a violent force of nature due to my really lucky rolls and him turning out to be the only vampire in a group of Mages. I didn’t want to switch over because I’d worked so hard, which almost made things difficult.
The solution to keeping him in the game was to make Clyde immune to the sun, which is unheard of in this system. It came with a price too. Vampires wanted to eat him because they thought he held the key to daywalking. Werewolves thought he stole an artifact. Mages considered him a walking exposure of the magic world, especially when he decided to become a Hollywood action star between adventures. Men in Black wanted him for experiments. A demon got pissed about being killed and banished by Clyde for 300 years, so that was going to be a problem. In his defense there, it had one Hit Point left at Clyde hit it and then everyone else in the group missed. Believe the finally blow was a halfhearted smack and a lot of cursing. Still, all of this combined to create the book version that you’ll meet in a few months.
One of the biggest challenges with Clyde in the book is that he’s a ‘hero’ who is normally unstoppable. He’s fairly similar to early version Wolverine in that he’s loyal to friends, but prone to bestial rampages when angry. Though, Clyde might do this when bored too unless Mab convinces him to go on a heist. Because of his power level, it’s hard to call him an underdog in a fight. So, I had to give him other weaknesses. This includes a strong desire for a challenge, which leads him to making the wrong decision on purpose. He’ll let an enemy with potential go in the hopes of getting a better fight or even reduce his strength to their level in order to draw things out.
Perhaps the biggest flaw is that he possesses a powerful blood lust that is always on the verge of taking over. One of the themes for Clyde is his loyalty and attachment to his gang, who help to keep him sane. It’s a strange dynamic that I’m struggling to build where he’s a monstrous outsider even among the Dawn Fangs at times. Yet, he needs social interactions and ‘human’ connections to retain what little humanity he has left. It’s an issue he’s aware of too, so his arrogance will be covering his worries at points. My hope is to use the inner turmoil to make him a multi-faceted character regardless of his physical superiority.
I will finish with a small story: I couldn’t put this into the series, but there is a nod to a game incident. Not going to say what it is, but I will tell the tale. During the Vampire/Mage game, Clyde made friends with a child mage who he kept convincing to enchant his chainsaw. It had unlimited fuel, fire blade, hurts ghosts, could be summoned, and fit in his pocket, which made it an insane artifact. The guy running the game wanted to stop all the enchanting going on, so he was going to kill off or at least badly hurt the Mage character. He first step was to make sure Clyde had no weapons to stop the M.I.B. agent sneaking up on the kid. I still had a move though, so I asked what I had. The only object in my pockets was an ear of corn I snatched as the characters drove through rural Kansas. Well, Clyde pumped up his strength, rushed ahead, grabbed the man, and plunged the corn into his windpipe. It was too glorious and unexpected for anybody to undo it, so the move stayed. We still joke about it too because that scene seemed to cement Clyde’s personality. Not declaring he’s a vampire in the middle of a werewolf holy site, killing the demon, punching a ghoul so hard that his arm with through its head, and other cool/comedic scenes. The ear of corn is definitely an RPG highlight with him and a fun inside joke for something that shows up at times in the book.
2023 Addition– Wow. As I said, I wrote this origin piece on Clyde before Loyalty ever got released. He hadn’t gone through any of what I had planned for him, so I was still seeing him as the unbreakable, monstrous hero of the Dawn Fangs. My divorce was also exactly 10 months away, so his relationship with Mab was unchallenged too. More on that next week when I revisit her origin post. Anyway, Clyde certainly came out differently in that he had more doubts throughout the series. He was questioning his humanity, his path, his dream, and his power at several points. It wasn’t possible to have him be extremely doubtful due to him always being confident as well. So, I ended up giving him private moments of weakness instead of public ones. The monster showed fear and vulnerability when nobody was really looking. If I had to change anything about what I did, I probably would have leaned into this part of his personality a bit more. Not enough to alter the story and his actions, but to expose more of his humanity. Then again, I was never entirely sure if Clyde retained a lot of that or was a monster faking it for the sake of his more human friends.

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Starting off October’s monster theme, I’m going with a creature from the frozen north. It is part of Inuit mythology and not the easiest thing to find a picture of. To be honest, I got all of these monsters off a ‘Mythical World’ puzzle I did earlier in the year. So, I went with as many obscure ones as I could, which made pictures and information difficult. Still, I like a challenge and have rambled enough.
The Akhlut is from Inuit mythology and is considered a rather vicious beast. As you can see, it has orca traits as well as four legs. This is because this aggressive spirit takes the form of an orca, but transforms into a wolf in order to hunt on land. You can tell one has been around when you find wolf tracks leading to or from the icy water. This is pretty much it as far as physical traits since it is fairly elusive. There are times where it is described as a hybrid of a wolf and orca like above.
There are many origin myths for the Akhlut, but this is the one I found most often. A man became obsessed with the sea and wanted to stay there. It reached the point where the people of his village could not recognize him, so they made him leave. He ‘hungered for revenge’ and joined a pack of wolves to survive. He may have worked with the wolves to attack villagers, but that wasn’t consistent. Anyway, his love of the ocean returned after he fed and he dove in to transform into an orca. Now, he remains in that form, but returns to land and becomes a wolf whenever he is ‘hungry for revenge’. It does appear that this eventually evolved into hungry for food over time.
I tried to find more lore, but all I found was a possible origin. Arctic wolves are able to swim in icy waters, which is why one would find tracks leading to and from the water’s edge. Fishermen were attacked by mysterious creatures either while on their boat or resting near the shore. Finding the tracks, people would assume it was a kind of wolf that also lived in the water. Folklore has a lot of shape-shifting, so that led to the aggressive orca being combined with the wolf.
Another fact that can explain the Akhlut is that wolves and orca both hunt in packs. They are also seen as dangerous, vengeful, and aggressive. Orca are even called the wolves of the sea. So, this could have led to the Inuit thinking that there is a mystical connection between them. I mean, that does make some sense, especially if you find tracks that head into the water and see orca nearby. This happening after an attack or disappearance would cement the possibility.

Greetings, SE’ers! Beem Weeks here with you again. Today, I’m going to talk about writing the end of the story. Writing entertaining stories and …
When Is The End?
There are 24 living species of foxes on this planet. This is why I wasn’t sure where to go with them in regards to a nature post. I knew I had to since people love foxes. Still, it’s a lot to do factoids about all of them even if I split them apart. Instead, I’m just going to post pictures with their conservation status. Foxes that are endangered are in this state due to poaching, loss of habitat, invasive species, climate change, diseases, and use of some pesticides. Some are also in trouble because their populations are so small that their gene pool is limited, which is similar to cheetahs. Not a good situation.
I’m going to start with the smaller genus groups of Canis, Cerdocyon, Otocyon, and Urocyon. That’s because the other two have 6 and 12 members. Now, let’s get to the foxes:
Canis

Ethiopian Wolf- Endangered (Also called Simien Jackal or Simien Fox)
Cerdocyon

Crab-Eating Fox- Least Concern (Also called Forest Fox, Wood Fox, Bushdog, or Maikong)
Otocyon

Bat-Eared Fox- Least Concern (Ears are designed for thermoregulation.)
Urocyon

Gray Fox- Least Concern

Island Fox- Near Threatened (Upgraded from Endangered due to breeding programs.)

Cozumel Fox- Critically Endangered or Extinct (Not seen since 2001 and considered a dwarf version of Island Fox instead of its own species.)
Drama might be an exaggeration. Yet, every day since last Saturday has had something big going on. That’s why I feel like I’ve lived a month within the last 7 days. Doesn’t help that the looming ‘life event’ is set to make next week another adventure. Hopefully, it’s one that doesn’t last too long because it will be painful. Let’s move on to something I can talk about.
I’ll just flat out say that I couldn’t get anywhere near my book. I had hoped to work on it a few nights, but things kept happening. Haven’t been sleeping well too. All of that resulted in me crawling into bed earlier than usual. I didn’t fall asleep, but I was lying in bed hoping I would. Not much exercising beyond Pokemon Go outings too. I need to make sure I bike more before I start putting weight back on.
Last Saturday was my niece’s 3rd birthday party. Rain had us move things indoors, but the kids still had a blast. It was fun watching them play while I ate more of the pretzels than I should have. Made it home in time to do some Pokemon Go and get caught in the rain. This would be a running gag for Sunday too. The weather kept letting up for a while and I’d keep going outside thinking it was over. Then, it would do that mist thing that’s annoying and gradually drenches you. Not fun.
Monday was Yom Kippur, so I didn’t eat until the sun went down. ‘Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time’ was my distraction game this year. Didn’t get as far as I’d hoped, but I haven’t played it since 2002-ish. Still, it got me to dinner, which was a foot long Subway meatball sub. Ate it a bit too fast, so my stomach was giving me trouble. Didn’t help that I had a 3 scoop sundae later, which meant I didn’t sleep well. This set the stage for the busy work week . . . That’s not important.
My son had a minor health scare, which was over fairly quickly. It still had an effect and left both of us nervous. It caused some issues with mornings too. Reward systems weren’t working and things got tense leading into a day with 1 quiz, 2 tests, and a take-home quiz. I think we pulled out a victory in the end. Hard to tell before all of the grades come in, but we’re all twitchy about next week. Another stressor was him starting clubs, which threw off my schedule and gave us less time for homework. It’ll take a week or so for us to settle into a routine.
Health-wise, I got my sleep test results and they’re what I expected. I have to wait for insurance to weight in before I get my CPAP machine, which could take 2-3 weeks. I still love how list of advice always includes ‘lose weight’ as if that’s so easy. Sleep apnea makes it difficult to lose weight due to lack of energy and an increase in insulin resistance. So, I might need the machine before I start making real progress. The scary part is that one of my breathing episodes (shallow, faint breathing) lasted for nearly a minute. Other times I stopped breathing for 10 seconds. At least that’s how the information appeared. I’m definitely counting down the days until I get this thing and then get used to sleeping with a mask/hose connected to me.
This coming week should be easier, but the ‘life event’ will be the real mood setter. I’m hoping to get at least a chapter of Darwin & the Beast Collector done this weekend. I get my flu shot, so we’ll see if that whups my butt. I might have some writing time on Monday too. If I’m lucky, I can get two chapters done. Once the week really kicks off, I’ll be focusing more on preparing December blog posts to clear that docket. Pokemon Go outings will be done as well because it won’t be raining or snowing on the days we typically go out. It will all end with a 3-day weekend, which I have my son for and already have an exciting outing planned. October has special ‘after hours’ events at the Bronx Zoo and I finally managed to get tickets to one of them. Going to be a blast.
I can’t really think of anything else going on. Life is just getting from one day to the next, but I’m starting to see light at the end of the tunnel. At least with the health stuff and maybe the ‘life event’. Writing is still going to be difficult since I only have weekends and occasional breaks. I’m hoping that the reduction or elimination of my sleep apnea will restore some of my author energy too. Fingers crossed.
So, goals of the week?

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Just like before, this was inspired by a class last school year. I figured if I did tips for one side of the table, I should do it for the other. Thinking about it now, October is coming up with a bunch of monster posts. Maybe this interview theme is good way to easy into the kind of scary time. Guess we’ll find out.

Hey, SE Readers. Joan with you today. Today’s post will likely resonate more with pantsers than planners and plotters, but hopefully, everyone can …
Brainstorming

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(Definitely wrote this after I pulled a muscle or stubbed a toe. It got me thinking about how humans are supposed to be the superior species of Earth. Yet, we are so easily injured and broken that I start to question that opinion. I mean, many people will be bedridden after a violent sneeze while some animals continue surviving with chunks taken out of their bodies.)
Stubbed toes and papercuts
Broken bones and gashes
Our bodies take all beatings
With skin that tears with ease
And bones that snap with force
Diseases hunt us in our sleep
To cripple our reserves
And sink us to the grave
Still we trudge upon this world
Crowing our superiority
As we hobble and limp away