A Wound that May Never Heal

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(I’m in a poetic mood for this week.  Next week might start promoting War of Nytefall: Ravenous, so I’ll be rather whimsical for a bit.  Enjoy.  I think.  Shedding some heavy emotions here too.)

Time has passed
And the unseen wound remains
Not a gaping gash
Or a piercing hole
The edges have tried to meet
But never fully closing
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Opinions always voiced
From those that may not know
Their pain is not my own
The taste is different
Cures are not universal
Some tear the scab anew
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People turn away
Impatient and frustrated
Nobody likes pain
That sits invisible
Upon the soul of another
They run from infection
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Healing continues on
A day is good
Filled with hope and light
Then darkness comes
Birthed by one stumble
And the wound bleeds

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Binge-Worthy Book Festival Week 2!

Looking at the schedule, this is an AMAZING week to check out the festival.  No fewer than 4 authors on each day.  I’ve even thrown War of Nytefall: Loyalty into the mix for today, but that’s just the beginning.  You can wander the virtual festival grounds while eating or right before bed.  It doesn’t require any gas or admission.  The book doesn’t even have to be for you.  If you see something that a friend or loved one or enemy would like then grab a copy or send them to the festival!

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The Nutshell Protagonist

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Ciao, SEers. Last time, we talked about Jill Chamberlain’s Nutshell process for writing screenplays or fiction. Today, we’re going to go into detail about the first of her touchstones—the protagonist.

You probably think that’s rather obvious, but consider buddy stories like Thelma and Louise, Harold and Kumar, or Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Maybe you think you have two protagonists. To elevate your story from a situation to a story, you need to choose one. (Or you need to define these points for both protagonists then merge them into one story.) Maybe you think the character whose name is first is the protagonist. But depending on which film you look at in the franchise, the protagonist might change. Harold was the protagonist in one of the films; Kumar was in another.

So, yes, you really do need to decide who your protagonist is, and…

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Blurb for ‘War of Nytefall: Ravenous’

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Well, it’s that time to write a blurb and see how it goes.  I’m only doing one for Amazon due to funds and time.  This one was difficult to come up with because I wanted to say so much.  Also haven’t been in the best mood, so it took a few attempts.  Let me know what you think:

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Does that griffin have fangs?

News is spreading that wild beasts with vampiric natures have been attacking mortals and carrying off random victims.  With the Dawn Fangs still a secret from mortal society, Clyde fears that these strange creatures will reveal his peoples’ existence before they are ready.  Old enemies and trusted friends begin to disappear as the investigation goes deeper into a business that has been lurking in the shadows of Windemere for decades.  Those who return are beholden to a new master whose cunning is matched only by her primal desires.  As his allies disappear, Clyde is left with the one he trusts the most in all of the world to help him solve this mystery.  Too bad Mab has her own secret that can cause more damage to Nytefall than any vampiric beast.

Is this how the Dawn Fangs will be revealed to Windemere?

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Do I Even Want to Talk about This Week?

I keep starting and deleting this post, which might be partially caused by it being after 1 AM.  My hope is to finish writing War of Nytefall: Anarchy today and spend Sunday doing the outline for War of Nytefall: Eulogy.  The rest of the week will be War of Nytefall: Savagery editing and a few outings with my son who is currently with his mother.  Plenty of time to do writing, editing, and outlining . . . So, why am I so miserable and constantly on the verge of crying?

Well, this week saw a really nasty turn in a few arenas.  One I’m not going to get into because it isn’t settled.  The other is Graduate school, which is going about as smoothly as practicing french kissing with a blender.  I was asked why I hadn’t signed up for any classes yet.  Well, I didn’t even know I had an advisor, so I had no idea what I was supposed to do.  After I mentioned this, somebody sent me a curt reply with two classes listed and a note that I need to talk to the teachers for details.  I can’t talk to them until I sign up for classes.  Keep in mind that I couldn’t talk to anybody about my situation until I registered too.  I haven’t had that conversation either.

One of the big cruxes or whatever issues here is the student teaching.  First, everything I did in Florida doesn’t count, including classes.  No life experiences or previous work are considered from what I can tell.  That means, my current job as a TA doesn’t help me at all with this.  Heck, they won’t even tell me if I have to retake the seminars I already did to get my TA certification.  All of this means that I might have to leave my job to do student teaching, which I am not a fan of since I need the money and benefits.  My questions and concerns have been met with unhelpful responses that range from sending me to someone else or a ‘we will cross that bridge when we come to it’.  Keep in mind that I’ll have already spent maybe $2,000 by the time I hit that bridge.  If I can’t cross it then I’m out the money and all the time I used up.

Time is the other issue.  This is going to take a lot of work on top of my job and I’ve heard that some teachers act like you have nothing else in your life beyond their class.  Might work for someone fresh out of undergrad, but I’m a 40-year-old single father with a day job.  My weekends and evenings will be spent getting this work done, which means I’ll be sacrificing several things.  Writing and this blog will be tossed into the furnace, which is something that I’ve noticed a few people around here practically celebrating.  I genuinely don’t know if I’ll be able to return in any fashion with this type of crushing defeat.  It does feel like a crushing defeat regardless of what anyone is going to say in the comments.  The other thing is that it really limits the time I get with my son and that’s already looking rather slim because of other responsibilities.  The kid might not see much of me during the week and I’m supposed to ignore him all weekend while I write a research paper?  That’s going to be the situation for a few years and I might even have to throw a summer session or two into the mix.

The truth is that I’m really having doubts and the people I have easiest access to talk to around here are locked in on grad school for me.  They don’t care if I’m happy or miserable from what I can tell.  I get lectured and yelled at if I complain or say that I’m not entirely sure any more.  Don’t get me wrong.  I love being a TA and helping students in a big hands-on level.  Yet, will I still be able to do that as a teacher?  The biggest argument for doing this is that it will make me more money.  Yet, that isn’t a guarantee since there is a vast army of unemployed teachers waiting for a spot.  As someone who isn’t able to move very far for a job, I’m at a big disadvantage.  That’s not even counting experience, which I’ll always be behind on.  That means I could spend thousands of dollars, sacrifice my writing, and lose a lot of time with my son for absolutely nothing.

At one point, a friend asked me what would make my happy.  I was stunned because nobody had asked that during this entire debacle, which will probably get worse when certain people read this post. Keep in mind that I’ve stressed myself and had a few crying breakdowns over this because I feel trapped.  Will I be seen as a failure if I give up on grad school now?  Will I be shunned and yelled at routinely?  Is money the reason I want to get into teaching?  After all of these questions, I got hit with the happiness one and I could only think of one word:

Peace

It’s lame and abstract, but I’ve spent so much of my life stressing and toiling away at dreams that were designed by others.  I’m easily convinced to follow them, but they turn sour and then I’m bullied into continuing on.  The more miserable I get, the harder I get pushed as if I’ll eventually smile.  Can’t even remember the last time I felt like I genuinely had peace.  There’s always been some drama and chaos in my life.  Just the ability to go to bed every night without being on the verge of crying would be a welcome change.  It feels like it isn’t too much to ask for, but I’m getting driven ahead by people who have always treated me this way.  It’s never about what I want or what makes me happy.  It’s about the money and status that my life holds.  Graduate school is supposed to secure all of that in their minds, but that isn’t how it works any more.  I’ve talked to more unemployed teachers who say that it isn’t the silver bullet they were promised than those who say it’s the only way to go.  This adds to my torture because I genuinely don’t know what I’m supposed to do any more.  It feels like I lose no matter what.

This post has really been nothing more than a rant that I’ve kept pent up for the last few days.  My goals are what you see at the top.  I finished watching ‘Umbrella Academy’ Season 2, which I recommend.  I’m starting in on ‘New Legends of Monkey’ from the beginning.  Beyond all of that, I hope to be in a better mood next weekend.  For now, I think I’m fairly broken.  Maybe grad school was one step too far for me at this moment since I’m still trying to piece my life together after the divorce.  Not like anybody really cares.  It’s all about the money, right?

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Questions 3: Do You Play Well with Others?

As I said on Monday, I haven’t really tried to write with another author.  The few attempts I did make was long ago and failed miserably with the exception of a project in high school.  This means, I’m not an expert and can only talk through what I think can help instead of what I know.  May have just negated my entire Wednesday post, but that’s the truth.  Now, I open the floor to those who might know a few things and be able to lend a hand.

  1. Have you ever co-authored a book or tried to do so? Why or why not?
  2. What do you think is the biggest challenge to co-authoring a book?
  3. What advice would you give to an author partnership?
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Immortal Wars: The Summoning Part 30 #fiction #throwback

(Previously on Immortal Wars.)

(Again, we shall revel in my teenage originality.  Everyone groan in unison.)

Disclaimer: Immortal Wars was the book I came up with and wrote in high school.  I hadn’t even hit college by the time I wrote the first two books.  That means I hadn’t developed my style yet, wasn’t good at self-editing, and the story was fairly basic. So, you’ve been warned that this is the ultimate author throwback segment for my blog and will show my author origins.  FYI-  I put the first book (The Summoning) through a Print-on-Demand publisher and the second one (Light, Blood, & Tears) never saw the light of day.  Enjoy!

While Miracle gave Fate his rude awakening, their two companions were in the game room’s arena.  They were playing the laser warfare game that Infinity had found a week and a half ago.  Hydrana wasn’t doing too badly, but she complained whenever she was shot by one of the holograms.  Eventually the holograms learned to try and aim for her mouth in order to prevent the onslaught of noise that preceded shooting her.

“Ow.  Stupid holograms.  They can’t shoot me in the back.  That’s unfair!” hollers Hydrana.  Since they were using real laser pistols this time, there was a gaping hole going through her stomach.  The bleeding wound quickly heals and the only remaining sign of her injury is the fist-sized hole in her emerald shirt.

“Well, you can tell our enemies that sneak attacks are unfair when, or if, we finally meet them.  Of course, learning some kind of defense couldn’t hurt you,” says Infinity, who is hiding behind a burning holographic tree.  Lasers bounce off of him when a yellow barrier quickly appears and disappears around his body.

“So excuse me for not being able to deflect lasers with a telekinetic shield.  Everyone can’t have incredible mental powers like you.”

“I didn’t mean it like that.  I just meant you should do a lot less complaining and more fighting.  Our enemies will be hitting back several times harder than these mindless holograms.  So start fighting back.”

“You mean like this?” remarks Hydrana as she jumps into the open and starts blasting away at anything that moves.  She dodges every attack and she shoots all of the holograms at least twice before they hit the ground.  When only Infinity is left, she shoots his laser gun out of his hand with pinpoint accuracy.

“I’ve been taking some marksman lessons from Miracle,” mentions the redhead after she drops her gun.

“I noticed.  I’ll turn the game off,” states Infinity with a red hue to his face caused by his embarrassment at being disarmed so easily.  Before he makes it to the door, Hydrana pounces on him and puts him in a tight headlock.

“Do you give up?”

“Yes,” gasps the Earth guardian while trying to pry her slender, but powerful, arm off of his neck.  When Hydrana lets go, Infinity stands up and immediately pins her arms behind her back.

“Not that I mind, but may I ask what this little embrace is for?”

“It’s mostly to prevent you from trying anything else on me.  That and just for fun.  Where did you learn that stuff if you don’t practice with the rest of us?”

“I learned it from watching you and the others as well as some private practicing with SEAS.  I’m not really a brainless brat like everyone thinks I am.  Well, everyone that is except for you, Steve.”

“I really think you should drop the spoiled bitch act.  It could end up going way too far one of these days.  Will you stop pretending to be mean?”

“Eventually.  I’m not just ready to let my defenses down for the others right now.  Give me some time to get used to everything and then I’ll give it serious consideration.  Just don’t tell Fate and Miracle that I severely beat you.”

“I wouldn’t tell them if they threatened to poke out my eyes and throw me in a vat of acid.  Not that it would do much to any of us,” claims Infinity as he lets go of Hydrana’s arms and pulls her close in order to plant a kiss on her smiling mouth.  Their lips are about to touch when a loud and familiar noise startles them.

“What are you two doing in there!” yells Miracle.  She had walked in with Fate a few moments ago and was sitting at one of the bigger tables.

“Damn it!  None of your business.  Just go away, you little tramp,” snaps Hydrana in her snobby tone.  As they get to the table, the robotic bartender has already put down some tall glasses of Orion punch that Miracle ordered beforehand.  This peculiar liquid smells like fresh strawberries and changes color every three minutes.  The bartender quickly mentions that each color of the drink produces a different effect.  The six-armed robot also warns them that the drink is very deadly, even to immortals, when it turns dark green.  Fate downs the drink when it’s bright yellow and immediately feels a burst of pure energy.

“Well, excuse me for living, Delila.  Seems like everyone on the sun base is in a bad mood this morning except for me.  Now, everybody calm down and listen to what I have to say,” orders Miracle.  Hydrana and Infinity sit at the table and notice a small stack of nine, blue metallic folders on the table.  The folders are portable data computers that can hold information on only one subject.  Each one is labeled with an odd name like Hellax or Startrix.

“These look like more advanced versions of the data pads that I work with.  Mine only have a touch screen and printer.  They can’t save anything.  What are these things for?” asks Infinity.  He picks up the top folder on Psylon and begins looking through it.  A sudden look of disgust crosses his face when he begins to read about the psychotic immortal.

“Data computers are better than data pads, but they are a lot harder to reprogram after using them once.  These folders contain all of the information that Miracle and SEAS were able to dig up on the evil immortals.  The data folders can tell us most of our enemies’ powers and names, but not much else.  The left side of the folder shows the subject’s full body profile and a DNA graph.  SEAS also said there’s a good possibility of some new immortals in the group.  He is attempting to scan the surface of Pluto for anything that could help us.  But they already have sensor jammers in place that even SEAS can’t figure out.  So this is all we will probably have to go on until we actually meet our enemies,” explains Fate as everyone takes one of the data folders.

“They all seem very powerful.  Like this one guy who can cause things to implode just by touching them.  Says that his name is Cybro and for a villain he looks pretty cute,” mentions Miracle while looking through Cybro’s file.  His picture is of a gorgeous, brown-haired man in red leather armor and his body is very slender.  The file was obviously made before his accident, so it doesn’t say anything about Cybro being a robotic killing machine.

“How about their gorgeous leader?  She’s called Adriana.  I wouldn’t mind going one on one with this immortal,” announces Infinity.  Hydrana sends him soaring clear across the room with a high-impact water blast at point blank range and then she freezes the floor to Infinity’s boots.

“Cut it out, Hydrana.  Now!” orders Fate in a surprisingly booming voice.  With a simple wave of her unclenched hand, Hydrana unfreezes the floor from Infinity’s boots and lets the wet guardian sit back in his chair.

“Looks can be deceiving really comes into play with these guys.  This ugly one named Mindtrigger looks like a stupid wimp, but his data file says that he’s smarter than the four of us combined.  The same thing goes for this big guy called Draveon.  Unlike their other strong man, Hellax, this guy is supposed to be very smart as well as unstoppable.  Too bad these files don’t tell us Draveon’s specific powers.  It just says to avoid him at all cost.  We sure don’t have much about them,” mentions Hydrana.  She tosses the folders to Miracle and Fate while she calmly leans back in her chair.

“The bottom line is that all of these immortals are extremely dangerous and have birthright powers like us.  But the one enemy we have to really look out for is the one known as Pulsar.  This woman appeared in the wild areas of Germany and was responsible for stories of ghost attacks.  I can see why because she’s some kind of a floating black cloak with metallic arms and silver eyes.  Her file says that she can transfer her soul and psyche into her victims.  This means that she is capable of taking full control over anyone she wants and we wouldn’t know about it until it was too late,” explains Miracle.

“Now that is a cool power!” exclaims Infinity.

“Too bad one of our enemies has it,” mutters Hydrana.

“Attention all planet guardians.  Your presence is required in the Main Hall immediately.  Fate knows where the Main Hall is, so just follow him,” announces Solix over the sun base’s intercom system.

“Let’s get this over with and then we can get back to studying these files.  Follow me,” says Fate.

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7 Tips to Co-Authoring Without Violence . . . Hopefully

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If you thought it was difficult writing alongside the voices in your head then try it with someone in the same room.  You can’t ignore a co-author by making noises, watching television, drinking, or taking a nap.  Well, you can, but they’re able to move on without you or dump ice water on your head.  So, it isn’t recommended that you pick a fight with them like you would with your characters.  Here are some tips to keeping the bloodshed to a minimum.

  1. Unless it’s agreed upon, neither of you are in charge of the whole show.  Decisions need to be shared or a system created to give each other autonomy.  As soon as one author tries to take over the entire project, it’s going to fall into disaster.  Something to keep in mind here is that you need to get your ego stroked while doing the same to your partner because authors, like most artists, can be touchy.  We don’t have telepathy to share identical dreams.
  2. If something you really wanted was removed from the story, do NOT go on a crusade for revenge.  Talk to your partner and see if you can find a way to include what you wanted.  If they refuse to walk with you then perhaps the partnership needs to be worked on at its foundation.  The moment you begin destroying what they like with no other reason than revenge, you’re done.  Negotiation is key here.
  3. Communication is key, especially if you’re working with autonomy on different sections of the story.  These pieces need to fit, so you need to know what is going on.  Read each other’s sections once they are complete and before you move on to see where the story is going.  This is a risky method of writing and can lead to an enormous amount of editing runs, but it’s been done.
  4. Never settle disputes in the following methods:  duel at noon, drinking contest, steel cage match, slap game, drag racing, international scavenger hunt, or gathering friends to side with you.
  5. You have to pull your weight if you want your name on the book.  Don’t hook up with an author who has the dream, talent, and work ethic simply because you want to say you published something.  You need to be involved.  This isn’t a high school project with the one kid who does nothing except put their name on the paper or supply cupcakes.
  6. Partners need to adapt their styles and techniques to fit with each other.  If you’re a pantser and you’re working with a planner then you need to accept that there will be at least one pre-writing meeting.  If you’re a planner working with a pantser then you need to pull back your outlining urges enough to let them go.  Do not expect the other to jump to your way of thinking and leaving everything that makes them an individual behind.  That will hurt the final product and eliminate whatever uniqueness the real combination of styles would have created.
  7. Whenever things begin getting tense, you take a break.  It can be together to relax with a movie or going out for a walk.  It can be alone to get your own thoughts in order and then return to talk things out.  The chances of fights happening are higher than you think, especially if you don’t have a hierarchy.  Keeping a partnership even only works with manners and open minds, so a collapse of that means trouble is happening.
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Teaser Tuesday: Those Aren’t Griffins #fantasy #vampires

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Here we are.  The first teaser for War of Nytefall: Ravenous and I’m going with the prologue for a bit.  Less chance of spoilers, which is going to be a challenge this time around.  There’s a big event in Eradication that played a role in this one.  Two actually and they might be unavoidable.  Oh well.  Nothing I can do about that because the show must go on.  Enjoy the opener.

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The Binge-Worthy Book Festival Week 1!

As I mentioned on my Saturday post, N.N. Light is hosting a Binge-Worthy Book Festival through the month of August.  Every weekday will have a new set of authors.  Legends of Windemere: Beginning of a Hero is on for today alongside others of various genres.  It’s a great selection, so I recommend checking it every day.  There are contests you can enter as well.

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