When I reviewed what I wrote from the day before, I was pleasantly surprised to find that I had a female protagonist, who topped out at 5’ 8” and about 145 pounds, pull out a steam-powered rotary autocannon from her pack, brace it on a rock, and proceed to fire it with great zeal at an incoming horde. While the scene was quite awesome, I am now saddled with the burden of editing it to actually make what she was doing possible.
Or perhaps it’s just so good that I won’t bother changing it at all.
Regardless of what I end up doing with it, I think it was a successful first attempt at keeping my hands on the keyboard and not lifting them even to use the mouse. My being drowsy as all heck probably helped too.
I feel like this more often than I’d care to admit.
The simplest way to define Historical Fantasy is to take a moment and place in history as your setting, then add fantastical elements like magic and dragons and fae and rewrite the setting as if those elements had existed. Then you stuff your story into that framework.
I’m not precisely writing historical fantasy, but two of my characters pretty much come from such settings, so making sure they “talk right” is important to me. I’ve been working on speech patterns and the like, but the words they use can’t be anachronistic.
And I came across a trick during my research (thank you internet): Take as many digital books from authors from that time period, compile everything as a word list, then load that as a custom dictionary in your word processing app. Then when you spell check your book, it’ll highlight every word in your manuscript that wasn’t used in said time period, narrowing down the words you need to check up on.
Recommended follow up tool is the Historical Thesaurus of the OED.
Less worried about my word authenticity now.
This blog’s gonna change in scope, and it’ll stay that way hopefully forever. The good news here is that it’ll mean I’ll be updating it more often. Downside I suppose is that I won’t be posting anything really relevant or popular people other than myself, but that’s okay too. I hardly ever posted things in the past.
Why’s it changing?
A few weeks ago I learned that a friend was joining a contest online: Amazon’s Breakthrough Novel Award. And that got me thinking of all those years I said I would get serious with my writing and putting all those crazy ideas and stories in my head down into words. I never did, and so many of those ideas stagnated, staying in my head until they faded. And despite my wanting desperately to be a writer, I never tried, and since I never tried, it never happened. I kept making one excuse after another, but the foundation of most of those excuses was that I had no practical way of getting a foot into the door, living as I do in a third world nation.
The contest, and Amazon’s Createspace, made me realize that I now did have a way to get in. And I would use the contest as a way to put my best foot forward. I made several promises to myself.
First, I’d write that first novel, no matter how awful it might be. And I would keep writing until it was done. Second, I’d swallow my pride and submit that novel, if I could finish it on time, or give it to my friends for their perusal. For criticism. I’ve never taken it very well, and if I want to be a novelist, I’ll need to get used to rejection. Third, I’d learn. I never studies how to write. I know I have a knack for words. But I promised I’d begin studying how to sharpen that talent and get better. Fourth, and probably what I’d consider the most important promise, is that I’d keep writing, no matter what happens.
After I made those promises, I began. It started with a spiral notebook and a pen. And weeks later, I’m still writing. And as I wrote, I learned so much more than what I expected. Not just about my writing, and the process, and techniques. Sounds cliche’ but I learned more about myself in these last few weeks than I have for many years.
I learned that I really love this. I put off video games and downloaded TV shows just to write. I’ve no regrets. And that’s really important to me because when this all pays off—-and I know it may take years—-I’ll finally be doing something I love everyday.
I already know I’m not gonna make it on time to submit to ABNA. But I’m still writing. And for once, I know those are promises that I’m gonna be able to keep.
So this blog? I decided I’ll make it a journal of sorts, to talk about my journey, and things I’ve learned. And when I look back on this someday, maybe I’ll learn something new again.
A question related to Dontsayclays one about Harry and Thomas wrestling; Would you also sell tickets and deckchairs to this event, and record it using video as well? To fund your "Side Projects"?
Maybe I could spin it into a charity event. Tickets, deck chairs, 3D DVDs, the whole shebang. For the children.
THIS NEEDS TO HAPPEN.
Waiting for a DCU where this is possible again, regardless of what costume they’re wearing or what they call themselves.
Hey Harry, who would you rather team up with if you could, Buffy or Anita Blake?
Makes sense. Given the number of questionably questionable characters Harry associates with, Willow seems least likely to stab first before asking questions.
Because this song from Disney’s Frozen keeps turning me into a blubbering, weepy child, I thought I’d write down some thoughts on the snowman that I thought was annoying, but turned out to be one of the most endearing comedy-relief characters Disney’s ever made.
When Elsa imbues a snow construct with life, its personality is molded by whatever she was feeling or thinking at the time of its creation, hence why Marshmallow was so ornery and hostile: Elsa wanted both Anna and Kristoff to stay away from her.
Olaf, on the other hand, was created during Elsa’s song “Let It Go,” where she sung about all the things her “curse” had taken away from her life and the walls it created around her, and choosing to finally let it out and cut loose.
Olaf is cheerful, optimistic, warm-hearted, helpful, playful, and very protective of Anna (“some people are worth melting for”). And I realized it was because of what was going on in Elsa’s heart and mind during his creation: Everything Elsa couldn’t experience with her sister because she was sequestered from her, all the fun she never had with Anna since that time, all of her love for her best friend, and all her dreams of warmth and joy in the summer sun with her sister.
Olaf is Elsa’s subconscious way of finally saying, “Yes, Anna. I wanna build a snowman with you.”
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go cry again.
Who's your favorite Disney princess?
Thomas is my favorite princess. That count?
Honestly, the ability to summon friendly creatures of the forest with my song isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
Yeah, I bet rabbits are jealous of you and Justine.
Birds do it. Bees do it. Pretty much everything but Harry Dresdens do it.
But where my life goes..yeah, that’s the story of love.
Given recent circumstances and how much of a Molly fan I am, my recent fave is Elsa. <3
Many folks including myself have questioned why characters such as Buddy and Ellen Baker and Aquaman and Mera are married in the new 52 when other characters such as Kate Kane and Maggie Sawyer in this week’s Marriagegate aren’t.
Today, just coincidentally, it was clarified at Baltimore Comic Con…
Events of late have all but cemented the truth of DC’s anti-marriage stance. This, plus how terribly they treat their creators, PLUS how much of an arrogant dick Didio is, have made me come to the reluctant decision to drop all DC titles from my pull list. I can’t support that company as long as the editorial staff remains the way it is.