I actually just finished my first draft of Black Moon Academy a few weeks ago, and got it printed out on Monday to start editing in depth. *celebration* Soo, this tag was a fun tag to do. Thank you R.M. Archer for tagging me. 🙂
Quick Summary: School for villains. MC, Scarlet, is going to the school for her mom, but isn’t much of a villain. Then the hero school and the villain school start clashing, and war is imminent. Also *swords* *magic* *cloaks* *carrots*
look at this glorious mess (it’s a big mess, but it’s mine)
- Open WIP to the seventh page
- Scroll past the seventh line
- Copy the next seven paragraphs…. and paste them on your blog for THE WORLD to read
- Tag seven people!
If mythological creatures are creatures of myth and imagination, then why do we still see dragon after dragon? I’m guilty of it too. Fantasy has a lot of the same thing repeated throughout, and it’s easy to keep repeating it in our own works. Hence, we have a lot of unicorns, pegusi, and dragons.
But why do we keep writing the same things? For one, it’s effortless. It takes less brainwork to insert a dragon than it does to add a snarflump. No one’s ever heard of a snarflump before, and you’re on new, uncharted territory. People might not like it.
But fantasy writers should try to push themselves out of the habit of using the same creatures over and over again.
And, hey, you’re a writer. You literally create worlds and characters and plots out of thin air. How hard can creating a new thing be? Continue reading
This title is going to become irrelevant in a few months but oh well.
I’ve been doing a thing call the One Year Adventure Novel–which I reviewed here a little while ago. I didn’t talk about the story I’m using for it though. I like reading other people’s story ideas.
BLACK MOON ACADEMY- ACADEMY FOR THE VILLAINOUSLY INCLINED
Sometimes the villain doesn’t want to be the villain. In a world where students can go to schools to become heroes and villains, Scarlet finds herself destined to be a villain, like her mother and generations before her. Only, Scarlet isn’t a villain. Sometimes, the greatest motivator isn’t greed, lost love or power thirst. Sometimes, the greatest motivator is the freedom to be good. But war between the schools is imminent, and Scarlet has to make her choice between family and fate, and a school where she’s never belonged. Continue reading
*cue peaceful Hawaiian beach scene and gentle music* introductions are hard. writing a book is also hard. introducing the new write your own novel in only one school year. the one year adventure novel may be for you if you have trouble plotting and finishing a book. consult your parent or guardian before using one year adventure novel. side effects include: procrastination, writer’s insanity, and hearing your character talk to you. try one year adventure novel today, and live a happy wordsmith’s life. *show happy writer, writing, before the scene fades*
Hello, I have yet again failed an intro.
Anyways. One Year Adventure Novel, if you hadn’t figured it out from the intro and the title.
I’m about 8 chapters into a 12 chapter novel. I might post an update when I finish, but I doubt anything will drastically change. It was time for a review.
Hello people of the internet who read this tiny little blog. (Glad you’re here. Salutations.)
Recently I’ve been moving this blog in the direction of a more personal/lifestyle/idk themed blog. I originally started this as a writing blog, and there will still be a lot of those posts. But now there’s a lifestyle vibe to it. (Does anyone still use the word vibe? I like it.)
A little while ago, I published a post on perfectionism. This is kind of a follow-up, but not really post. (I actually had this idea before the perfectionism one, but haven’t written it.)
I have a lot of unfinished sketchbooks.
Some are filled half way, some only have a few pages filled, and some are missing pages.
The reason is this: I get upset at myself for not creating quality art, and cannot stand to look at it anymore. So after I get a decent way into a sketchbook, I get frustrated at the old, bad drawings, and have to start a new one.
I have this idea of a perfect sketchbook. Each page is filled with sketches, but they’re actually good sketches. Faces have the correct proportions, hands look like hands, and each piece makes you feel something. (Besides apathy and this-is-terribleness.)
I’ve always been a little upset that I am not great at the math/science side of things. I can do it, but it doesn’t come naturally, and I procrastinate. Continue reading
Nothing says love like spies, crime, prison, and death.
My type of Valentine’s day.
Babysitting the Hacker remains one of my most popular short stories. It’s one of the few times I’ve attempted humor, and I’m frankly surprised that it even worked. It’s been a year, and since then I’ve gotten requests to continue it. I never did because I liked the way it ended, and sequels are rarely as good as the first.
But here we are.
With a sequel.
For those of you who are new, babysitting the hacker’s premise is:
We have all these crime-fighting kids in books and movies, but really, how many eight year olds are going to be on the streets by themselves while working? It’s crazy. Someone has to babysit.
Lavender, a child genius, ended up on our doorstep. She was one of the best, even before training. But she was eight. Therefore, I, Chase, was tasked with the job of babysitting a scary-smart, little ninja of a girl. Things got a little crazy sometimes. Actually, a lot of times.
It snowed here. It only snows a few times here, and the snow isn’t that great typically. But we got a several inches, and I went out for a while.
- snow covered trees change the whole landscape
- fog on snow is really pretty (not if you’re skiing, then it’s terrifying)
- my dog could be a model for a hallmark Christmas card. he likes to sit and stare up at the falling snow.
- that crunch when you step on dry snow
- it’s so quiet outdoors (unless you’re one of those people who like to scream to break the silence)
While I was outside, I was thinking about characters. I half expected to find a lamp post in the middle of my woods, but that sadly didn’t happen. I wondered if I’d be able survive if I did find Narnia, considering that a lot of the food there (turkish delight for example) would not be good. On one hand, the evil White Witch wouldn’t bother me because I don’t eat sweets, but on the other, could I survive? Continue reading
Hello! If you somehow didn’t realize that I posted a part one, this could be confusing. So please read part one before part two.
But here’s where we left off last time, in case you forgot:
“Well, one thing’s for certain: they won’t take you away while I’m still alive.” I wondered why the villagers cared so much about rescuing the children from me, a “monster,” when they did nothing to rescue the children from the real monsters in the village.
“Gather the children and have them get inside the cottage,” I directed Tara, putting the stuffed toy to the side.
“What about you?” Ash asked.
“I’m going out to meet them.” Continue reading
It’s almost Christmas!!!
Thus, the lovely “snow” falling on the webpage. But I’m avoiding a small thing:
I haven’t posted lately.
There’s many reasons for that, but a big reason I don’t post Stories in general is because the stories I write are a part of me. I have to be vulnerable to put these writings up to the scary internet. My stories can be attacked every time I put them up, and then I spiral into self doubt and negativity, and that’s always a fun place to be in. Continue reading
My English teacher just discovered fanfiction. Let’s just say that she was more than a little horrified. My English teacher likes normal, traditional novels such as Pride and Prejudice and Anne of Green Gables. So, we all got a rant about fanfiction. The whole rant went something like this:
“Have you ever heard of a thing called fanfiction?”
Since most of us are nerds, we all said yes.
“Do you know what it is?”
We all said yes.
“Well it’s garbage.”
To be fair, she was looking at Pride and Prejudice fanfics. I would expect people who write p&p fanfics to be slightly more cultured, but it turns out that my dear English teacher was horrified that anyone could take a perfectly good story with perfectly good characters and a perfectly good plot and change it. Continue reading