tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82933666152115364502024-03-20T19:47:14.870-07:00Tripping the Write FantasticThe random musings of thirty-something author. I write children's books, science fiction, fantasy and humour.Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-42075203224250240622016-02-20T10:03:00.001-08:002016-02-20T10:03:22.532-08:00Moving HouseThank you for visiting! I have moved this blog to <a href="http://thewritefantastic.wordpress.com/">Wordpress</a>.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-82132724097604828062015-11-09T23:26:00.001-08:002015-11-09T23:27:06.212-08:00Day 8 of NaNoWriMo: in which I forgot to write my blogAfter a slow start and a brief interlude to do some objective planning, pace is picking up again.<div><br></div><div>I decided to head back to my opening chapter and rewrite the entire thing. I wasn't happy with the introduction to various characters, so it had to be done relatively early. The opening scene in the novel is pivotal to how the characters interact and trust one another, so revising it sooner means that those relationships will have more chance to bloom as I write other parts.</div><div><br></div><div>This was all back on Sunday, so I've fallen behind a few days on the blog. I'll do my best to catch up, but only if there's something to catch up on. What I have found is that I'm finding it much easier to just pick up the laptop and write.</div><div><br></div><div>In the past, I used a variety of mediums. If the computer didn't draw on inspiration, a pencil and paper always got the juices flowing. NaNoWriMo has helped me realise, and build the habit, that scribbling on a laptop can be just as effective as a notepad. However, on the plotting phase, pencil and paper was definitely easier for scribbling and doodling. It was that process that helped me revise the direction that I was headed.</div><div><br></div><div>A key part of this novel structure for me is to draw on recent experience with an editor I'm working with. My previous MS was littered with to be's and to look's and so my task for this novel has been to effectively avoid them where possible from word one. It's been a great exercises so far and has definitely worked--I can highly recommend it to anyone. So, here's your challenge for day 9: write 1,667 words, or more, without a single was, were, is or looks! Go on... Live dangerously!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-73533198733272266752015-11-08T13:34:00.003-08:002015-11-08T13:34:30.611-08:00Day 7 of NaNoWriMo: in which I turned to the dark sideEver since I can remember doing any form of writing, I have been a 'pantser'. Not through any specific desire to be one who flies by the seat of their pants, nor did I set out to abjectly avoid doing any plotting of any kind. More because, that was how I wrote.<br />
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A contemporary once pointed out to me that, in actual fact, the version of my story that they were reading actually felt like an incredibly well fleshed out plot. It was something that hit me in two ways. Firstly, I thought, oh crap!, realising that what I thought was a well fleshed out to novel needed serious amounts of work. Secondly, I saw that, actually, she was 100% correct.<br />
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The most recent novels I have been working on have all stated of really well, but tended to fade a bit after a few chapters. I realised that this was because I didn't really know where they were headed or how they would get there. My previous two novels, which were pantsed to completion, I had a very clear direction for them both. The recent ones, I had an idea, and that was all in truth. So, after much deep thought, deleted texts and false starts, I began plotting!<br />
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I now have a fifteen chapter outline plot, which I intend to flesh out and then begin rewriting. It's okay, though, I should still finish if I commit to NaNoWriMo! My target word count for the book is about 25,000 as it's a middle grade story. So it should be totally doable, once I know where I'm going.<br />
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So for the first time in my life, I'm going to find out what it's like to be a plotter from start to finish ;)<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-66071643012550339082015-11-03T13:39:00.002-08:002015-11-05T22:50:32.337-08:00Day 3 of NaNoWriMo: in which motivation returns and a darkness occurs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKagl5OzfVuEeczN1WVuDjHlRqvxyMAHhJBY7w4LxsAkCub6B0QGPNwemMWZA4NIb_Ww746y30uBkswHJJbyP0OnLXA-Uxs2LsxG6i5fyaxImPXOpGt9JnwO4KqkGO8cwJuhPcmHIdgsjR/s1600/tumblr_n3nykkQPLL1smcbm7o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="172" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKagl5OzfVuEeczN1WVuDjHlRqvxyMAHhJBY7w4LxsAkCub6B0QGPNwemMWZA4NIb_Ww746y30uBkswHJJbyP0OnLXA-Uxs2LsxG6i5fyaxImPXOpGt9JnwO4KqkGO8cwJuhPcmHIdgsjR/s320/tumblr_n3nykkQPLL1smcbm7o1_500.gif" width="320" /></a>So after the flop was day 2, I was determined hit day 3 full on and win, win, WIN! And boy did I do that. 1,799 words in one hour. That was enough to push me back up above the daily average of 1,667 required to write 50,000 words in a month. AWESOME! Yay, me!<br />
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But now I've given myself a bit of a problem. My project started out as a nice, Middle Grade Science Fiction story with throwbacks to a few of my favourite books of all time (no spoilers!). Seemed like a great idea at the time and it had the potential to really kick ass. Then I wrote a chapter tonight that has flipped this novel on its head.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3BsUAvoUfMWhjhZxgcv30Gbs5E1gKSm6hM_irGXN8B8arQ1YZ2x94W14Zas-ES9IL2-FPBLuzaWM9u-BHNZOZ5MQYBs0q-F1krUaNsmrxSywrSps28RA-bMcqFjy7dwZ_Csi7YRKYrKiX/s1600/giphy-facebook_s.jpg.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3BsUAvoUfMWhjhZxgcv30Gbs5E1gKSm6hM_irGXN8B8arQ1YZ2x94W14Zas-ES9IL2-FPBLuzaWM9u-BHNZOZ5MQYBs0q-F1krUaNsmrxSywrSps28RA-bMcqFjy7dwZ_Csi7YRKYrKiX/s320/giphy-facebook_s.jpg.gif" width="320" /></a>I wrote one <i>those</i> chapters. The kind of chapters that makes you think, 'did I just come up with that?' It was seriously dark, surprisingly disturbing and I think if it happened in real life would ultimately cause me to lose all faith in humanity.<br />
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But it resonates with the world today in a way that is equally disturbing, so it has to stay in there! And it works. It just does. So the conundrum: do I push the novel up into Young Adult to make the subject a bit more reasonable, or do I risk pushing the boundaries at Middle Grade and hope that the dark side works and is accepted in the context in which is written.<br />
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It has definitely moved the book on to a new phase and absolutely demolishes the crappy chapter that I chopped out yesterday in a vent of tired frustration. I guess we see what tomorrow brings!<br />
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Happy writing out there to all you NaNoWriMo'ers!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-90006460544260977542015-11-02T14:58:00.001-08:002015-11-05T22:50:09.421-08:00Day 2 of NaNoWriMo: in which work gets in the way<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiDyPNO5bep4fNBe_lC7LZtdPGvnS2C-NblJBj7Dqv7n__m9cO1Axo8rKijz5M8oHN5Px2XeTscP8iNfw5UdMgWjWDZAnOZ7fdGAFXaKD-WV0tVllEZU3mSI3EPvWOuyT1aVwkC3MrTJEV/s1600/writers-block-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiDyPNO5bep4fNBe_lC7LZtdPGvnS2C-NblJBj7Dqv7n__m9cO1Axo8rKijz5M8oHN5Px2XeTscP8iNfw5UdMgWjWDZAnOZ7fdGAFXaKD-WV0tVllEZU3mSI3EPvWOuyT1aVwkC3MrTJEV/s320/writers-block-2.jpg" width="320" /></a>What a day! If you had told me that two days in to NaNoWriMo I'd already be falling behind, I wouldn't have believed you. Unfortunately, you'd be correct and I'd be wrong.<br />
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The best laid plans etc, etc, scuppered by a busy day at work and lack of time to write in the evening. Rather than keeping on target with another 1,667 words to build up a buffer for bad days, it appears that I have had my first bad day. I'm now on 50% average of good days versus bad days.<br />
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I did manage 1,408 words, which isn't too horrific. However, it means that I need to make up for 659 words tomorrow to restore my buffer. I'm already tired (from work not writing) and tonight is not the night to be staying up late and catching up as I've another busy day of meetings tomorrow and need to be fresh.<br />
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I never thought this would be easy, but getting into a habit of writing is proving to be a bit more difficult than I anticipated. But still, I <i>will</i> push through and I <i>will</i> catch up!<br />
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My plan for tomorrow is to jump forward a few chapters and escape the doldrums of world building chapters (I'm writing MG Sci-Fi so an element of building is required) to focus on some key action events. Hopefully, I can use it to spur me on to write 2,000 or so words tomorrow to get me back on track. But, to be honest, I haven't got the faintest idea what the scene will involve as yet. One of the joys of being a pantser!<br />
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Onwards and upwards!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-34084398089059441952015-11-01T14:00:00.001-08:002015-11-05T22:49:42.465-08:00Day 1 of National Novel Writing Month: in which a novel begins<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjjiGIC-zl9IPtEKTRPeWq1BDBQtIwfHwQV7gJqGQ8ymhV40F5bbdAfu-rQeJEp1IBTluZPMI89u3n6cz5sX3cFbjzM1-Ej6t9CNvfZyOxYvrbIn8At7d69jamgyzyL79XjMq4oqlhqAr/s1600/crest-05e1a637392425b4d5225780797e5a76.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjjiGIC-zl9IPtEKTRPeWq1BDBQtIwfHwQV7gJqGQ8ymhV40F5bbdAfu-rQeJEp1IBTluZPMI89u3n6cz5sX3cFbjzM1-Ej6t9CNvfZyOxYvrbIn8At7d69jamgyzyL79XjMq4oqlhqAr/s1600/crest-05e1a637392425b4d5225780797e5a76.png" /></a>November sees the start of <a href="https://twitter.com/hashtag/NaNoWriMo?src=hash">#NaNoWriMo</a> - although maybe it should be renamed GloNoWriMo!<br />
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I have decided to take on the challenge this year, despite failing to even write a word last year. But, just to add on the pressure of writing 1,667 words per day for a month, I will chronicle my exploits on this blog.<br />
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So, 1st November and the first day of the challenge has passed. Was I successful? I am pleased to say that I smashed through the 1,667 barrier and soared on to 1,806 words - ending at a convenient point of the closure of the first chapter.<br />
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My aim will be to build up a habit of writing in the evenings, but today was broken up into three sessions due to (a) it being Sunday and (b) opportunity knocking.<br />
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I have decided to stick to my preferred category of Middle-Grade with this novel, but have decided on a Sci-Fi/Dystopian genre. I came up with what I though was a great storyline and have bundles of enthusiasm for seeing this one through to the end! I don't want to give too much away, except that the MC is a young lad named Billy Walker.<br />
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Billy has found himself landed in a do or die situation. He has the skills he needs to survive, although he may not be aware of it at the moment - I'm not even sure I am aware of it either. There are a few challenges that I have already planned to throw in his way and have even thought about adding another POV - although I'm not 100% sure on that yet.<br />
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Day 1 is complete. Day 2 looms on the horizon. If you're reading this, thanks. The opening blog is likely to be a bit dull, but I guarantee you I will hit the wall shortly and things will get a bit more exciting. I may even release a few excerpts!<br />
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If you're taking on the challenge too, let me know and we can hook up on the <a href="http://nanowrimo.org/">NaNoWriMo</a> site and/or Twitter.<br />
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Happy writings!<br />
ArgyleAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-27048476648216278812015-09-08T12:59:00.002-07:002015-09-08T12:59:22.538-07:00Oh Friend, who art thou?In a world that has never been so connected through ease of travel, mobile technology and the internet, we cannot help but witness and feel the plight of so many refugees from countries torn apart by war.<br />
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Then why when we are so connected, can so many people feel so lost? So out of place? We are in the midst of the humanitarian crisis of our generation and we are the ones who must make a difference. Everyone can help, whether you give a penny or a home, every little helps.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-58240890317766654372015-08-31T11:59:00.001-07:002015-08-31T11:59:30.125-07:00The Challenge: #7X7X7X7One of my critique partners, <a href="http://linkis.com/jamesormonde.com/201/22LAO">Jim Ormande</a>, recently invited me to take the #7x7x7x7 challenge. I have graciously accepted! The rules are: you post the next 7 lines after the 7th line on the 7th page of a work in progress and then invite 7 other writers to do the same.<br />
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Sounds pretty simple, so here it is. 7 lines from my adult, sci-fi comedy, <b><i>Argyle: An Adventure through Space and Time</i></b>.<br />
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“The bastard destroyed my ship,” continued Argyle, “it was MY ship.”<br />
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“I’m sure it was sir, but are YOU Argyle Hartley?”<br />
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Somewhat bemused, Argyle turned, “huh?... er, yes I am.”<br />
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“Well congratulations sir, it looks like you’ve won the Lottery!” the courier exclaimed, handing over a datapad.”<br />
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“I.. what? Really?” Argyle took the datapad, “Just as I thought this day was going badly… erm, hang on a sec, this is addressed to Argyle Huntley, is this right?”<br />
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The courier retrieved the datapad and looked at it briefly, “Oh my, I’m ever so sorry sir, it looks like I grabbed the wrong pad in my haste. Please accept my apologies, I believe this one is for you”, he handed over another datapad.<br />
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Argyle looked at the pad, astonished, “I’m being evicted?”<br />
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So that's it! Now to challenge 7 more writers to do it...<br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-57979552093141524912015-08-30T11:49:00.003-07:002015-08-30T11:49:23.122-07:00ProloguesThere has been much chatter about prologues in the #PitchWars channels in the past couple of weeks. Some people like prologues, some people detest them. I've always found them a bit of a distraction, if I'm honest, but that didn't prevent me from writing one for one of the many drafts of Alexandra Frost and the Dragons of Overearth!<br />
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However, I did come around eventually and removed it from the book. The main reason? The book worked without it, so it didn't really serve a purpose. As it will never probably be reintroduced to the book in any form, I thought I would post it here to give some insight into what Alexandra Frost is all about - if you don't already know. So, without further ado...<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Prologue: Exodus</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />The battle raged on. In the distance, the dark dragons approached over the Sawtooth Mountains.<br /><br />"The southern assault has failed," a wizened old man in a tattered black cloak called as he marched up the path. Behind him a group of short dwarf-like creatures followed into the makeshift village.<br /><br />Marcus put his hands to his head in a vain attempt to block out the noise.<br /><br />"How many were," he paused briefly, trying to find the right word, "lost?"<br /><br />"This is all that's left of the Tykes," the old man replied, sweeping a gnarled wooden staff across the group of a hundred or so short creatures that had now collapsed in the relative safety of the compound.<br /><br />"And ours?" Marcus asked, the expression on his face betraying his worst fear.<br /><br />The old man simply shook his head.<br /><br />"It is time, Marcus," the old man implored, his voice almost drowned out by the sounds of war cascading up the hillside and over the hastily constructed battlements. "We must go, we cannot defend this position."<br /><br />"I will not abandon this world! Not when so many have given up their souls to try and defend it."<br /><br />"We are not abandoning it," the old man explained. "We are just... taking a rest, regrouping."<br /><br />Marcus examined the old man's face, seemingly searching for an alternative solution amongst the myriad lines that had been etched there by time.<br /><br />"Very well," he resigned, "we fall back to the glade. It is still safe?"<br /><br />"It will always be safe," the old man replied.<br /><br />"I will gather everyone that is left and meet you there," Marcus commanded as he changed his form and launched into the air. Behind him, he could hear the old man marshalling the Tykes and the responding groans of protest.<br /><br />As soon as he was clear of the battlements, Marcus could see the destruction before him. To the west, forests burned, turning the sky a blood red colour and sending plumes of dark smoke towards the heavens. Hordes of black creatures poured from the burning woods like an army of insects flowing into the Golden City.<br /><br />The city itself was already in ruins. The attack had been so swift that they hadn't time to evacuate. Only those swift enough to flee or strong enough to fight had escaped.<br /><br />Marcus hovered for a moment, looking from wing to wing. He then dove into a mass of swirling bodies with a roar. A spread of flame burst from his open mouth causing the dragons to scatter in every direction.<br /><br />He gripped a pair of enormous silver wings and beat his own wings hard, thrusting himself and his quarry far above the melee. The silver dragon struggled against him but was no match for Marcus's greater strength.<br /><br />“Erbas!” Marcus called.<br /><br />The silver stopped his countermove and turned to face his captor. He seemed agitated and Marcus noticed a deep gouge running down his torso and fresh blood seeping from the wound.<br /><br />“General Marcus,” he replied, “shouldn't you be...”<br /><br />“Find Gorynych, Illuyankas and Ryujin,” Marcus interupted. “Tell them to stage a covered fall back. We need to regroup at the command centre in the glade.”<br /><br />“Yes, General,” Erbas replied and immediately flew back into the battle, bellowing orders.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br />Thousands of dragons of every colour flew over the forest. Marcus, resplendent with his golden scales, led them over the lush green trees. A stark contrast to the black and red and grey of the battle they had just abandoned.<br /><br />Before long, a break in the trees opened before them. In the clearing were row after row of tents. A refuge away from the war that was tearing apart the rest of the world. Humans, Dwarves, Tykes and other races milled around, fetching firewood, bringing food. One tent housed the sick and wounded, a number of whom lay on stretchers on the ground outside. One or two covered from head to toe with black blankets.<br /><br />One by one, the dragons landed in the clearing and shifted into humanform. Marcus and four other dragons landed near the largest tent, towards the centre of the glade. The old man walked from the tent to greet them. A beautiful woman with flowing golden hair followed him and moved directly to Marcus.<br /><br />“Marcus, you're okay,” she called, wrapping her arms around him and holding him tight.<br /><br />“I'm fine Claire,” he replied. “But we lost a lot of good souls today.”<br /><br />“General,” a burly man with jet black hair approached from the tent. “The council is assembled in tent. You need to hear this.”<br /><br />“Oh Marcus,” Claire looked up at him with tears welling in her eyes. “Something terrible has happened. It is the worst thing.”<br /><br />Marcus looked from face to face, trying to read the situation.<br /><br />“What? What is it Gorynych?” He looked to the burly man.<br /><br />“You should come inside,” was all Gorynych replied.<br /><br />Marcus marched into the tent, with Claire, the old man and Erbas in tow. Gorynych pulled the tent closed behind them. The leaders of the various dragonclans were present: Ryujin of the whites. Smey Gorynych of the reds. Erbas of the Silvers. Apalala of the blues. Illyunkas of the greens. Ladon of the black. Marcus, himself, representing the golden dragonclan.<br /><br />Also represented were the other races: the tree dwellers, the Elven lord Horen, the Dwarven king Mynan and the Tyke supreme counsellor.<br /><br />The old man stood before them, a table with an ancient map spread out and a number of markers dotted around.<br /><br />“Merlin, what has happened?” Marcus demanded. “Where is Lord Kur?”<br /><br />The old man sighed and stepped toward Marcus, placing a steady hand on his shoulder. He looked up at him and then turned, shook his head solemnly and walked back to the table.<br /><br />“The reports are... sketchy, to say the least,” he began. “It appears that this is not an invasion at all. We were wrong. I was wrong. It's a civil war Marcus.<br /><br />“The Citadel has fallen and with it so has Kur, we believe.” There were mumblings of disbelief amongst those present.<br /><br />“Who could have killed Lord Kur?” Erbas demanded angrily. “He has ruled peacefully for thousands of years!”<br /><br />“Balaur...” Marcus collapsed forward, the palms of his hands slamming onto the table.<br /><br />“Yes,” Merlin confirmed, “as abhorrent as it sounds, I think you are right. He tried to steal the Kur-stone and was to be punished. But, before Kur could restrain him fully, Balaur had amassed support from within the Citadel. He turned Kur's own guard against him.”<br /><br />“But how?” Erbas lashed out at a pitcher on a nearby table, sending crockery and water flying and making no attempt to hide his fury. “Those were good dragons. They were my friends. There is no way they would betray Lord Kur!”<br /><br />“I am unsure,” Merlin answered. “But Ryujin may have an answer.”<br /><br />The leader of the white dragons stepped forward.<br /><br />“We caught one at the Imperial City. A dragon, not the other kind. He was not in his own mind. We think that Balaur has some kind of control over them. They do whatever he commands them to do. Those that do not bend to his will become the other kind. Those abominations that we faced on the battlefield. Neither dragon, nor human but something in between.”<br /><br />“This is madness,” Marcus exclaimed. “We do not kill our own kind! This rule has been enforced for over a thousand years!”<br /><br />“Rules can be broken,” Merlin interjected. “What is clear is that you are not safe here. The cities are being razed. The children are…”<br /><br />“What about the children?” Marcus demanded.<br /><br />Claire moved to his side and took his hand. As she spoke, she turned his head to look her in the eyes.<br /><br />“Marcus, some children have vanished. But it’s not just the children, entire clutches of eggs have gone.”<br /><br />“Alexandra!”<br /><br />“She is safe,” Claire said in a calm manner. “But for how long? We have few places left to hide.”<br /><br />“There is one place you can hide.” Merlin offered. “All of you and your children. The one place he cannot go.”<br /><br />“You mean Earth?” Marcus replied. “But how can we travel there? Only Kur can open the doorway between the worlds and he's...”<br /><br />“I know of a way. But we can only send a few at a time. We will need to establish some more safe areas on Overearth to buy us some time. Some of you will need to stay here to help us rebuild, but I will send the families away. You must spread out so that he cannot find you. Will you accept my offer?”<br /><br /> Marcus looked at each of the members of the dragon council in turn.<br /><br />“The white dragons agree,” Ryujin nodded.<br /><br />“The reds agree,” Gorynych bowed his head.<br /><br />“The blue dragons concur General,” Apalala affirmed.<br /><br />“The green dragons agree,” said Illyunkas.<br /><br />“The black dragons will go,” agreed Ladon.<br /><br />“Erbas?” Marcus turned to face his companion.<br /><br />“We will stay,” Erbas stated boldly. “We were entrusted with the safety of Lord Kur and we failed. I will send away the families nut it is only right that we stay behind and clear up this mess.”<br /><br />Marcus nodded sadly. “The golden dragons agree. Merlin, please make the preparations. We shall establish sanctuaries while we wait.”<br /><br />Marcus looked at the map silently for a moment. Running his finger along the northern-most edge.<br /><br />“King Mynan, how does your castle under the mountain stand?”<br /><br />“As strong as ever, General!” The stout dwarf stepped forward. “It would make a worthy sanctuary for the North.”<br /><br />“Thank you,” he moved his hand to the west. “Lord Horen, is the Blighted Vale still impregnable?”<br /><br />“Of course, General,” the slender Elven leader bowed. “And at your disposal.”<br /><br />“We should use Bebrycg in the south,” suggested Illyunkas. “It is close to the Vale, but is well guarded and impossible to scout.”<br /><br />“Agreed,” replied Marcus. “Good idea.”<br /><br />“General,” Marcus turned to the voice. Apalala was pointing to the map. “Here, in the middle of the Dragon Sea. There is an island.”<br /><br />“It is not on the map.”<br /><br />“But is is there. I have seen it.” Assured Apalala. “If it is not documented, it stands to reason that Balaur will not know it is there. It would make an ideal sanctuary for the west.”<br /><br />“Does anyone disagree?” Marcus looked around the tent. The attendees look from one to the other, but no one appeared to have any objections.<br /><br />“How will we keep in touch?” Gorynych asked. “We need to know when is safe to return. We will need to bring children back to teach.”<br /><br />“Merlin?” Marcus deferred.<br /><br />“I will keep contact between the seven dragonclan leaders. Only Marcus and I should know where everyone's whereabouts.”<br /><br />“Then we are settled,” Marcus confirmed. “Go tell your families, say goodbye to your friends. We leave as soon as possible and who knows when we will see each other again.”<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br />Two figures emerged from the darkness of the woods. The first dragged a wooden trunk elaborately decorated with gold and intricate patterns. The second figure carried a bundle of cloth. Deep inside the bundle, a third, smaller figure stirred.<br /><br />“Marcus?” Claire placed her hand into the bundle and reassured the child sleeping inside.<br /><br />“This will work for us, Claire,” Marcus responded without looking back at her. “This will be our home.”<br /><br />The gate in front of him hung from one hinge. The blue paint was chipped and faded. He pushed the gate open and it protested with high pitched wail. Beyond the gate, he could barely make out a path. It was covered with overgrown weeds, grass and shrubbery. Pushing his way through, Marcus entered the garden and looked upon the cottage in front of him.<br /><br />If he could call it a cottage. It was barely standing. But Merlin had assured him it was safe for their family and that they would be able to make it fully habitable in very short order.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-46141008478713407272015-08-22T13:45:00.001-07:002015-08-22T13:45:05.969-07:00A children's poem/picture bookI thought this week, rather than some idol ramblings, I'd post one of my poems for children. As my sub for PitchWars was dragon themed, here is my dragon themed poem 'The Bravest Boy in the Village'. I hope you enjoy it!<div><br></div><div><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In a small unnamed village, north of the downs</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Lived a boy called William, the bravest in town.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He looked for adventure wherever its found</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But saw nothing he feared for miles around</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then, one day, a dragon arrived</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And a cave at the top of Mount Blue it espied</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s6">“</span><span class="s6">How perfect,” it said, with its eyes on its prize</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then looked from its cave for some food and supplies.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Next morning it raided the village below</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It knocked down some buildings and set them aglow.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It chased all the pets from the annual pet show </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And gobbled up all of the veg, row by row.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The villagers met in the town hall that night</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To think up a plan that would sort out their plight.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But all were too scared and filled up with fright</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To visit the dragon who set things alight.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then up stepped William and proudly he said,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s6">“</span><span class="s6">I’ll climb up the cliff ,” then nodded his head.</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He set off with gear from his grandfather’s shed:</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Two picks, some crampons and rope from his sled.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But as he approached he let out a sigh,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He looked up the cliff and said, “Gosh, that’s quite high!”</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">An uneasy feeling filled up his inside</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s6">“</span><span class="s6">That’s scary,” he said, “but still, I must try!”</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This feeling was odd, peculiarly queer,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It span round his head and bounced ear to ear,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s6" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The face of the cliff before him was sheer.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s8" style="font-style: italic;">He thought,</span><span class="s8" style="font-style: italic;"> is this what it’s like to feel fear!</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He fitted the crampons, one to each shoe,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Looped up the rope and made a lasso.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He held one end tight and the other he threw</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9">‘</span><span class="s9">Round a rock that stuck up near the top of Mount Blue.</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then summoning all of his strength he set out</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">To conquer the cliff and his fear without doubt.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He climbed to the top and nearly passed out</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">From the smoke that flowed out from a scaly green snout.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9">“</span><span class="s9">What do you want?” a booming voice said,</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9">“</span><span class="s9">What are you doing here, up by my bed?</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Give me one reason why I shouldn’t be fed</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And gobble you up from your toes to your head!”</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">William stood with his hands by his thighs</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And said with no trace of fear in his eyes,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9">“</span><span class="s9">You’re very unfriendly for someone your size,</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Why must you chase us and swoop from the skies?”</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="s9">“</span><span class="s9">You’re mean and a bully and very unfair,</span></span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">You don’t seem to think about others or care</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For all of the people down there that you scare.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So please won’t you leave and find a new lair!”</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The dragon cried and let out a bray.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It looked at the boy and said “lackaday,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I was only looking for someone to play.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So if I behave, would you mind if I stay?”</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">William just smiled and said, “I’ve a plan.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">If you come with me now, I think that you can.”</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So the dragon expanded his wings like a fan</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And they flew from the mountain at William’s command. </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The villagers thought they were under attack</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">But as it got closer their tensions went slack</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For they saw it was William who was having a crack</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">At riding on top of the great dragon’s back.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He yelled, “Have no fear, this dragon’s our friend.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He really just wanted to play in the end.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">His chase is a game and his flame is pretend.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So if we join in he will make amends.”</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">After the day that he calmed down the beast,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The townsfolk were glad that the danger had ceased.</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The dragon had fun and was happy to please,</span></p><p class="s7" style="text-indent: 0px; margin: 0px;"><span class="s9" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">while William was made the Warden of Peace.</span></p></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-6207663943480938102015-08-13T23:25:00.001-07:002015-08-15T13:20:51.169-07:00#PitchWars Mentee BioI thought I better join in the fun of writing a Mentee bio, just that you can learn a bit about me and help me get into the spirit of things.<br />
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I'm a mid (late) thirties father of two and I work full time in the finance industry - investments to be precise. A lot of my work involves writing reports and articles, so I get plenty of literary and grammar practice in everyday - unfortunately, most of it is not on my current WIP!</div>
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I have always been involved in various creative arts, including music and amateur drama/filmmaking. It was only about 7 years ago that I began writing in earnest. My first book was called Argyle and is a sci-fi comedy. It's not great, my friends said it was funny, but it was just a practice piece if I'm honest with myself. And honesty to oneself is essential in this industry!</div>
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So, my real love is writing fantasy, specifically middle-grade. Why? Because middle-grade allows you to truly flex your imagination and children of this age are able to believe and immerse themselves into almost anything you throw at them.<br />
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I'm a member of the SCBWI (UK) and I also enjoy cycling, surfing and reading... lots and lots.</div>
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I guarantee you that if you pick me, I will give you my everything. I will pour my heart and soul into the changes you suggest I make, together with some coffee and chocolate sauce. I may even send you some homemade chocolate fondant through the post - if you're not too far away!<br />
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I write for my family. It's something that I feel I can create and give to them to enjoy for years to come. But I also write because I love creating and I create best with someone on the sidelines to cheer me on! CP's and beta-readers have been awesome in this respect.<br />
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My submission to PitchWars has taken 5 years to get where it is today - with a three year hiatus due to baby arrivals! But it is where I want it to be today and I hope you like it! However, if it takes me another 5 years to get it to where it needs to be to be published, then I will do that too.<br />
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Everything I have ever read and somethings I haven't! But in particular, the works of Tolkein and JKR are high in my sphere of influence. TH&MW of the DRAGONLANCE series were very influential when I was younger, and Raymond E. Feist's MAGICIAN will always be in the back of my mind. But the one thing that really inspired this particular story is the 1982 animated film, FLIGHT OF DRAGONS - I must have watched it a million times as a child.<br />
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People have compared my novel to many different combinations but there are two that I think really catch its character: WINTERLING meets HOW TO TRAIN A DRAGON; and FROZEN meets GAME OF THRONES (with FLIGHT OF DRAGONS thrown in for good measure).<br />
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I may add to this later... We'll see.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752315599960473774noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-43885312147441277632015-08-11T13:01:00.000-07:002015-08-11T13:26:05.098-07:00Obligatory PitchWars PostIt's the most wonderful time of year... <i>Ding! Dong!</i><br />
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margin-top: 0px; width: 93px;" width="640" /></a>Now that's out of the way, I've been scanning through the list of Mentors and trying to select the Famous Five that I want to submit my manuscript of Alexandra Frost and the Dragons of Overearth to. Boy, it's been tough! The first selection was easy, narrow down 105 to just those accepting Middle Grade. <i>Done!</i> The section part was easy too, remove all those who are definitely <b>not</b> accepting fantasy (in particular High fantasy).<br />
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After parts one and two were complete, I was left with a list of ten or so Mentors who could have been a fit. So now I've been reading through their blogs, twitter posts, eking out reactions on twitter and just generally trying to find out who loves dragons the most! Ten became 7, became 6 and now, I need to make one final cut. This is the hardest part of all, everyone in my final 6 seems open to fantasy and dragons and so I could be cutting the one Mentor who would have chosen my manuscript!<br />
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I will just have to bite the bullet, go with my gut, and many more <i>clichés</i>, hoping that one of the five loves my manuscript as much as some of my beta readers and critique partners!<br />
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There are hundreds of other writers out there, competing for spots. So the likelihood of getting one is very low, but I feel like I've now given my manuscript the best possible ass-kicking to ensure it stands the best chance yet of making through the slush. If you're reading this and you're a hopeful mentee... <b>Good Luck!</b> If you're reading this and you're a Mentor... <b>PICK ME!! </b>I promise you, you won't regret it :)<br />
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Monday 17th August is the submission date, so I'll be working on finishing touches to openings, query letter and synopsis before then... as well as stalking Mentors on <a href="https://twitter.com/hashtag/pitchwars?f=tweets&vertical=default&src=hash" target="_blank">twitter</a>. Here's hoping!<br />
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Finally, I thought it would be fine to meet some new folks through PitchWars so I set up a linky bloghop. Enter your blog below and visit the other links. The community works by helping each other out, so pay it forward :)<br />
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It's a minor problem for a picture book... not having pictures. So I thought, there must be some highly talented artists and illustrators out there who have some pictures with no words to with them. If a picture paints a thousand words, then why has no one painted mine? Probably because I've never asked anyone.<br />
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A few beta readers & critique partners have kindly read one or two of my picture books and have given relatively positive feedback. I wonder if there is someone out there, who might read this, who knows someone that sat next to some dude on the bus who's sketching on the back of fag packet and could say, 'Hey! I know this guy who's looking for someone just like you! And not in a romantic sense!'<br />
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And here's my proposition.<br />
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Dear Illustrators,<br />
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I am putting forward one of my picture books for illustration. I'm looking for someone who really gets my writing and can make my words dance and sing across the page. Bring my story to life. If you think it might be you, please get in touch. I am posting below a snippet from one of my rhyming stories that I would love to see some examples or submissions for. What's in it for you? Well if we get on, we can work together, make a book and sell it online. I'll do all the hard graft posting about it every and trying to get recognition. I'll compile the eBooks and paperbooks and set them up for sale on my distribution account.<br />
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The joy for me is just to see my stories come to life. And we might... just might... make something out of it.<br />
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As the great band ABBA once sang, 'Take a chance on me!' You won't regret it :)<br />
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So here is the snippet from my picture book, 'Who's afraid of Monsters?' I'll leave it completely open to your interpretation.</div>
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"Sleep well," my dad said as as he turns out the light,<br />
"Tuck yourself in, pull that duvet up tight.<br />
Don't be afraid that the bedbugs might bite,<br />
There's no monster or ghost to go bump in the night.”<br />
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For a moment I'm fine, for a moment all's well.<br />
But... Hold on, what's that noise? Was it dad? I can't tell!<br />
Maybe he tripped down the stairs and he fell,<br />
Or it's maybe a monster who gave that stark yell!<br />
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A flicker, a glimmer, a whisper of white.<br />
By the door, now the window, it's faster than light!<br />
It's closer, I feel it, but it's just out of sight...<br />
Then gone without warning, not wanting to fight.<br />
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So that's it. Do one picture or a small collection, it's your choice. I may get zero submissions, which is fine too. But I truly hope that someone is inspired and wants to make a go of it. Here's to hope and ambition... every writer's fuel for life!Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-88794311657432587112015-07-16T14:53:00.001-07:002015-07-16T14:53:10.607-07:00May & June... Where art thou? Wow... where the @#$% did those months go?!<br />
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So, just as I was beginning to get a decent number of hits to my blog (by decent I mean more than 1 or 2) and May & June happen. As an unpublished, aspiring author, two things usually get in the way of raising my profile: Life and Work - not necessarily in that order.<br />
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Life has also been busy, but in a good way. If I thought raising one child was hard... two is unencroachable (not sure that is a proper adjective but hey, artistic license <i>et cetera</i>). But at the same time it is full of the joys and wonderment of parenthood.<br />
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Full of joys and wonderment of parenthood... yes. Conducive to effective writing... No. But I wouldn't change it for the world.<br />
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So, just a few months ago, I was hitting all my writing goals and in an almost euphoric place in terms of creativity. The last two months has seen me confined to scribbling ideas on the back of a notebook while riding a train to the airport; typing paragraphs into an iPad (other quality tablets are available) and emailing them to myself so I can retype them into Scrivener; and dreaming up sequences in my head only to forget them when I wake up upon landing in a different country.<br />
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But progress has been made. Much progress. Significantly more than I had realised.<br />
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My initial push was going to be trying to get the novel published a few months ago, but after a series of rejections, I decided to get some external input (see <a href="http://argylebooks.blogspot.com/2015/04/plot-changes-and-editing.html">Plot Changes and Editing</a>), take on the advice and rewrite.<br />
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Alexandra Frost & The Dragons of Overearth is now developing into an Epic/High Fantasy split into multi-book format. I was unsure about this at first, but it is really beginning to take shape and the whole first part of the story now has a clear purpose, obstacle and is driving head first into a proper resolution.<br />
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My writing pace is picking up; the path is mapped out; and I've conjured up a few more ways to make poor Alex's life more difficult. But she's strong and we know/hope she can pull through!<br />
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My new goal is to get the book finished ready for <a href="http://www.jessicaschmeidler.com/">My Editor</a> to go through with a fine-tooth comb so I can submit the book to the upcoming SCBWI Anthology in mid-August.<br />
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As my favourite record-breaker host famously said at the end of every show, 'Dedication's what you need, if you want to be the best'. So dedication is there, I think a little blood, sweat and tears is all that's left to give.<br />
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I may not be a successful writer... but I am still a writer!Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-89773511730469003952015-04-10T12:30:00.002-07:002015-04-10T13:12:07.329-07:00Transformations and Thank you'sWhen I was growing up, I always envisioned writing as a lonely business. Few writers work in a collaboration - notable from my youth were <a href="http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Dragonlance_novels">Margaret Weiss and Tracy Hickman</a>. My picture was of a slightly crazy person, living in isolation, churning out novel after novel. Johnny Depp's portrayal of Mort Rainey in the adaptation of <a href="http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secret_Window,_Secret_Garden">Stephen King's Secret Window, Secret Garden</a> sitting squarely in the forefront of my mind.<br />
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When I first began writing properly as a hobby, this view was reinforced in my mind. Living in a small community with few writing groups or resources available, I quite easily could have slipped into the stereotypical role. I wrote on my own. I sent my writings to a few friends who I knew wouldn't laugh in my face. I had a view out of a window that was pleasant but by no means spectacular. Coffee was at hand. I was all set to be the lonely writer.</div>
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But the world has changed since the 80's and 90's. Being 8,000 miles away from someone no longer prevents you from collaborating, meeting, speaking and bouncing ideas off each other. In the early 2000's I was blissfully unaware of the various communities available on the Internet. My first discovery was WriteWords, a UK-based writing group. I stayed there for a short while, but very quickly real life took over and writing faded gracefully into my background.</div>
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Several years later, my studies complete and family well underway, I re-immersed myself in my writing. I wrote a very poor attempt at a novel and joined a group called <a href="http://www.scribophile.com/">Scribophile</a>. Another writing group, allowing writers to critique each other's works. However, to get the most out of the website, a premium account was required - something I feel is fundamentally wrong, charging people for offering each other support.</div>
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I decided to seek alternative routes and discovered <a href="http://www.twitter.com/">Twitter</a>. At first I was apprehensive, but in mid-2014 I created my account and started building followers. Soon after arriving I discovered the phenomenon that is pitch contests. The thing that drew me into these contests wasn't the opportunity of getting my novel in front of agents. It was the community that was immediately apparent. A group of humble writers, seeking solace in each other's company through online social media.</div>
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Months later and I have built up a following of over 1,000 like-minded, and some not-so-like-minded, followers. But true wonder that has transformed and revitalised my writing ambition was the introduction of Critique Partners and Beta-Readers. Through various pitch contests, I met a group of writers who have now contributed considerably to my learning curve in writing. I'm nowhere near perfect, but I'm a damnsight better than I was nine months ago!</div>
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The Internet has transformed the solitary writer into a thriving, buzzing (tweeting) community of authors eager seek each other's opinions, offer praise where it's earned and encouragement where it's needed. I can honestly say, that without this community, I would definitely not be writing today - and would not have properly finished my first novel. Well, I'm not quite there, but almost!</div>
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Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-58369189572334785572015-04-09T13:29:00.003-07:002015-04-09T13:35:45.428-07:00Plot changes and Editing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Having very nearly given up on Alex Frost, I decided on one (or two) last hurrah!'s.<br />
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#PitchSlam and #NestPitch - two contests that I thought would be a great opportunity to have one last go on getting noticed and before shelving the project. #PitchSlam was the first catalyst, two more were to follow.<br />
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The first phase of #PitchSlam is a critique on a 35-word pitch, provided by 6 of the judges of the competition. The feedback was constructive and led me to rethink a few things. This in turn made me realise something, the structure of the book was such that explaining the plot in few words always confused the reader.<br />
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I needed change. I liaised with a couple of my Critique Partners who agreed that the changes seemed positive for the manuscript. I was left with a conundrum: do i start improving the script and pull out of the two competitions or leave it as is and try my luck.<br />
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I knew the story needed some fixing up, so I decided to press on with changes and pull out of the competitions.<br />
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Changes were written and reviewed and, again, feedback was positive. And then catalysts numbered two and three arrived.<br />
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I received glowing feedback from a beta-reader in my target audience (9+ year old readers). After all the rejections, critiques, discussions, negative thoughts, the level of response from a reader in my target bracket brought everything in crystal clarity. This is the person whose imagination I am trying to capture. Who i am trying to bring the joy of reading back into their lives - away from computers, iPads, TV and countless other distractions.<br />
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And then, moments later, further strong positive feedback from a beta-reader who has just got through my initial revamp - pre-most recent changes.<br />
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Spurred on, I decided that I needed to finish the re-write and get some professional help. In steps freelance editor and literary agent Jessica Schmeidler (<a href="http://www.jessicaschmeidler.com/">The Write Shadow</a>). Jessica will be working with me on an initial manuscript review to help me polish this story until it more than shines. I will post some more info on my experience with the review process and (if I push on) the editing phase too.<br />
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Over the past months I have been engaged in querying various agents in the UK and US with my Middle Grade fantasy, Alex Frost and the Dragons of Overearth. Not with much success, I hasten to add. Every author goes through the struggles of finding an agent, some find their match immediately, others can take longer - one fellow I know on twitter took 6 or 7 years. But now he has one!<br />
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Unfortunately, I find myself stuck thinking about AFatDoO (great acronym!) whilst it remains unpublished. I have a few queries outstanding, but given the feedback so far I think it unlikely that it will strike a chord with any of them. I am almost set on publishing, even though it's Middle Grade and difficult to crack the market through a publisher, let alone as a self-published author. But I have one last option before the self-publish button gets pushed.<br />
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I recently discovered Inkshares.com, a website that crowd funds books through pre-orders. You pitch your novel, readers review it and pre-order of they like it. If you get enough pre-orders, the book gets published.<br />
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I read through the terms, wrote out a project. Deleted it. Wrote it out again, procrastinated a bit more and then, eventually, hit the submit button. Then changed my mind. I've still got lots to think about, many options and lots of writing to do before this book is ready for publishing. It just takes time!<br />
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Thanks for your support (if you give it) and thanks for reading if you don't!<br />
ArgyleArgylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-51082958291759116532015-03-02T05:54:00.003-08:002015-03-02T05:54:45.719-08:00What's in a name?I have been thinking for some time about changing the name of Alex Frost: Overearth to something more catchy and descriptive. So here it is...<br />
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Alex Frost and the Dragons of Overearth<br />
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Hopefully it works and it tells you a lot more about the story!<br />
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Here is the current synopsis:<br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;">All Alex Frost wants to do is get home without being coated in mudballs by the school bullies... again! But events are already set in motion that ensure mudballs are the least of her worries.</span><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;">When strange events begin happening around her, Alex's parents reveal to her that they are dragons hiding on Earth from an evil tyrant. When other dragon children begin to disappear, she is sent to a world called Overearth to train in the dragon arts. With the help of an ancient human wizard, Merlin, and her dragon teacher, Erbas, Alex and the other dragon children learn how to shape shift, breath fire, fly and control the elements.</span><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;" /><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;">Alex's best human friend, Lilly, visits Overearth during the Christmas holidays. But the sanctuary they are staying at comes under attack and Lilly is snatched in a case of mistaken identity. With her friend's life in danger, Alex disobeys her parents and sets out in an attempt to rescue Lilly. Guided by Erbas, Alex must cross a strange world, battle dark legions and face an ultimate sacrifice in order to save her friend's life. But at what cost to her and all of dragon kind?</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 14px;">I welcome any and all comments!</span>Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-5315134949734110492015-02-18T11:09:00.001-08:002015-02-18T11:39:44.855-08:00A fresh perspectiveAfter failing to make the cut on sunVsnow, I figured some work might be needed. So I made a plan:<br />
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1. Obtain some critical feedback<br />
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Then I put my plan into action. That was two weeks ago. My first stop was to visit the lovely group of people who frequent the Sub-It Critique group on facebook. I posted details of the story and quickly got three happy volunteers to read AF:O. I sent out the copies of the manuscript and waited nervously for a response.<br />
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Now writing is hard, but giving out your story and waiting for feedback is insane! Constantly checking mail, expectation of damning reports, lack of sleep cos everyone is in a different time zone, then.... The first response:<br />
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A positive! Fantastic news and some great feedback for me to start thinking about. As part of the process I thought about trying a different perspective. Switching from 3rd person past tense to 1st person present. I rewrote the first chapter hoping it wouldn't work... But it did. It transformed parts of the story so much for the better! Oh well, a full rewrite was needed.<br />
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Then the second response came in, another glowing positive! And shortly after a third very positive critique! So, armed with my feedback I set out on rewriting the whole novel in a new perspective and bringing in some huge changes. Not least was a fully revamped ending. The best part of this was it made me read every word and check every verb and piece of dialogue.<br />
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After two weeks of hard work, and writing in the evenings, I had a finished product. Each of my readers was eager to see the ending and give some extra feedback, which has so far been positive again.<br />
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The next stage was to trawl some agent websites and pick just those whose target novels were firmly in the same range as AF:O. I'm still working on this and have sent out half a dozen queries so far, but hoping to add to this over the coming days. I may even do #pitmad this coming weekend for some extra nerve wracking hours.<br />
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Waiting for responses to my queries is actually easier than the responses to the read throughs. I know now that there are people out there who seem to really like both my writing style and the story. So it is hopefully just a case of finding the right agent and the right publisher!<br />
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New updates as soon as I have them! Wish me luck and keep writing :)<br />
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<br />Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-79365967965697776322015-02-04T13:13:00.003-08:002015-02-04T13:14:56.563-08:00Le Grand Réécrire!It seems like many, many years ago now, that I first embarked on the marathon task of writing my first full length middle grade novel. In actuality, back then I hadn't really encountered the term 'middle grade'. All I really knew was that I had an interesting concept for a story. So let's back track slightly...<br />
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In or around 2006, I decided that I wanted to try my hand at writing a book. I had spent the majority of my youth being creative, either in music or drama. I had played in bands, to varying degrees of success, written songs for my bands, to varying degrees of success, and performed in many plays, to varying... well, I think you get the idea!<br />
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I decided it was time to try something different and started on writing. My first idea was a simple premise. I had an initial scene, a hole ridden plot, and a character (loosely based on my younger self) that I thought would be fun to write. 'Argyle' was born. It is a science-fiction adult humour short(ish) story, which was never really completed. Argyle is a space-archaeologist who has a terrible run of luck, goes out on the lash with his best mate and wakes up 1,000 years in the future. He must then use his skills to unearth his own mysterious period of incubation, accompanied by his best mate, who was also frozen in time, and his great<sup>26</sup>-granddaughter. Suffice to say, it was fun to write, but it was severely lacking in structure.<br />
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So effort number two. I dreamt up a great idea in my other favoured genre of fantasy stories. Through some planning and luck, it transpired that the main character would end up being a 10/11 year old girl. I began writing the book and completed it in relatively short order. Then I got busy at work and everything was put on hold.<br />
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Years later, I revisited the story, finished things off and tried my hand at self-publishing. It wasn't for me, the market was saturated with slush and it felt that I was just throwing another book into the pile that no one would ever get around to reading. So I back tracked, withdrew the book and began a significant revision (number 3). The revision has now been finished and the word count has been increased from around 27,000 to 50,000+ in just under a month.<br />
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And so the real work begins. 50,000 words of 'idea' have been put down in writing and now I have to sort them out into some sort of sense. Improve the dialogue. Make sure that the characters actually develop. Make sure that the world is real, the rules are real. Basically, give the story the best chance I can to being a worthwhile read.<br />
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Thankfully I have been helped along the way by some readers on sites such as WriteWords, Scribophile and Twitter (see a review of revision 2 on <a href="http://searchingforharry.com/">searchingforharry.com</a> by @breezymarie7). And I have just made contact with a few critique partners to get this edit underway.<br />
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The next few blogs will focus on my editing experience as this is the first time I have done this and with no formal training I hope my experiences can help others in my position. Eh bien, mes amis, allez! Wish me luck and I hope to be back soon with an update!Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-73617623580939346502015-02-02T14:08:00.006-08:002015-02-02T14:14:09.417-08:00No sun or snow... just rain over hereUnfortunately I didn't make it through to the mentor round of SunvsSnow, but lots of wonderful writers did, so there is always a bright side!<br />
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So, onwards and upwards! I have decided to finish working on my query and submission for project codename: THE MONSTER!<br />
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The monster is a children's picture book written entirely in four bar rhyming quadruplets - is that even a term? Whilst I strive to write a successful full length novel, I tend to find writing in poem form more natural for my style.<br />
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With e-mails ready and stanzas prepared I go forward, head held high ready to tackle the next challenge.<br />
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I'm not finished with the AF:MG manuscript that was submitted to SvS, but will work on some revisions before taking it forward! Anyway, congrats to the authors who made it through:<br />
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Team Snow:<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">MG:<br />Mystery at Geek Camp<br />Ninja Squirrels of the Hundred Acre Wood<br />Wyrd<br />Karma Khullar's Mustache<br /><br /><br />YA:<br />A Murder of Magic<br />Tracker220<br />Swimmingly<br />That's Just Fabulous<br />Silent Beauty<br />I Have No Name<br /><br /><br />NA:<br />Getting Wyrd on Albion<br /><br /><br />Adult:<br />Boldly Go<br />Birthday Disaster<br />Hanna Buys the Farm</span><div>
<span style="font-size: x-small;">What the Hell<br />The Stepping Stones</span><br /><br />Team Sun:<br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">Adult:<br />The Hideaway<br />Twisted<br />Missing Emily<br /><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">New Adult:<br />Picked Apart<br /><br /><br />Young Adult:<br />The Sinner Rose<br />Of Night and Stone<br />Fading<br />Beneath Our Skin<br />The Heartsmith<br />In Darkness We Rise<br />Speechless<br />Suspension of Disbelief<br />Forces Beyond Our Control (Free Pass Winner)<br /><br /><br />Middle Grade:<br />The Secret at Seachase<br />Dropped<br />Lost in Never (Wonder) Land</span></div>
Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-85393174741995027592015-02-01T11:58:00.002-08:002015-02-01T12:39:09.479-08:00Nervous wait on Sun Versus Snow....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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No, i'm not talking about what the weather is going to be like tomorrow! Although there has been talk that we might get a smattering of the white stuff. Two very kind ladies, <a href="https://twitter.com/atrueblood5">@atrueblood5</a> and <a href="https://twitter.com/Michelle4Laughs">@Michelle4Laughs</a>, have been running this awesome little writing comp called <a href="https://twitter.com/search?f=realtime&q=%23sunvssnow&src=typd">#sunvssnow</a> through a combination of their blogs, e-mail and a series of daily twitter parties.<br />
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In short, you submit a brief comment on whether your MC in a manuscript prefers the sun or the snow and then include a query letter and the first 250 words of the novel.<br />
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So, I made my first entry to this type of thing with one of my manuscripts, a middle-grade fantasy story. The 200 available places were filled up within about 6 minutes, resulting in some overrun and eventually 208 entries were accepted.<br />
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These were then whittled down to 15 entries to mentored by a team put together by each of the two hosts (for a total of 30 entries). The bad news is that we don't find out until Monday at 8.30 EST who the successful entrants are that get through to the next phase.<br />
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However, the ladies have been giving out some hints and, so far, there has been nothing exclude me from the final 30. So, i has been a nerve wracking weekend, guessing whether I'm in or out. I still have hope, you never know! But I will be put out of my misery tomorrow either way... watch this space!<br />
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A big thanks goes to Amy and Michelle for hosting!Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-85721014128090042015-02-01T10:54:00.002-08:002015-02-01T11:47:40.721-08:00The Spy Who Came In From The Cold<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Being a fan of all genres, it often takes me some time to get around to reading the classics that I should have read many years ago. This is definitely one of them.<br />
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When it was first released, 'Spy' was a roaring success and international best-seller, shrouded in mystery over speculation of the true identity of its author as many readers and critics believed it to be a piece of work from someone on the inside. Of course, when John le Carr<span style="color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">é</span>'s true identity was revealed, this turned out to be true - although he maintains that this was a piece of true fiction that passed the agency's screening process.<br />
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The book itself is well worth a read. It follow's Alec Leamas, a field operator from the Circus working out of Berlin, who has his final agent taken out from under his grasp by the famous Abteilung (East Germany's equivalent of the MI6). Leamas is returned to London and put on the shelf.<br />
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Under the pretext of a mission to take out his key adversary from the Abteilung, Mundt, Leamas forges a strong cover story and lures a key member of Mundt's team to recruit him in order to put the bigger plan into action. Leamas is picked up, transported to Europe and interrogated. All the while, he plays his part in the plan to have Mundt killed.<br />
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However, events take a turn for the worse which result in not only Leamas's life becoming endangered, but also the girl that he befriended as part of his cover. A gripping twist in the story sees a dark resolution and surprising end to the tale.<br />
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Le Carr<span style="color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">é</span> is a master of the arts and truly is one of the great spy storytellers out there. Even today this performs admirably and reads like many of its contemporaries. Fans of Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy (the film adaptation of Le Carr<span style="color: #252525; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;">é's novel of the same name) </span>will love this, as will all Bond fans. A hearty recommendation to read this book even if you are only a dabbler in the genre. This is a must read for all diehard spy fans!Argylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13089903663845007717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8293366615211536450.post-60712060962786469312014-06-28T12:35:00.003-07:002014-06-30T03:17:13.823-07:00First Book Review: Galaxy Billies by Michell Plested<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Galaxy Billies, whilst still in the comedic genre, is more focused at the older members of this planets population and is firmly grounded (or launched?) in Science Fiction. Some people find themselves trapped in a single genre, usually by a successful character of whom the public demand sequel after sequel. Afters manage to switch between genres as if it is as easy as changing your a pair of pants (trousers for my North American readers). Michell (pronounced Michael, not Michelle!) firmly sits in the latter category.</div>
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Before I start this, I should stress that Galaxy Billies is not yet complete. The avid readers out there will be able to catch up in relatively short order and will then need to wait for new publications as they are delivered by Michell. Serialis(z)ation of novels works very well for me, especially so in this case. I am definitely tuning in for future releases! So far, we have 37 chapters. I'm not all the way through yet, but I guarantee I will be finished soon.</div>
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So... enough of the waffle... Mmmm i love waffles, especially with lashings of butter and strawberry jam, topped off with some whipped cream if it's available. <ahem> What is Galaxy Billies? Well, as I mentioned above, it is a Science Fiction Comedy. Akin to the acclaimed Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, or Red Dwarf by Rob Grant and Doug Naylor. Both massive influences for me and I am huge fans of both styles of writing (and TV production in the case of the latter). I'm sure just being mentioned in the same breath as the inventors of 'Don't Panic' and 'Smeg head' will be praise enough, but it is well earned praise.</div>
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Galaxy Billies follows the adventures of five human beings who have been abducted by a sentient ship passing by Earth whose previous crew died (from what we are not exactly told at the start). The ship cannot function without an intelligent crew of five to provide sufficient sentience to continue its forgotten mission. Very similar to the classic episode 'Legion' from series 6 of Red Dwarf. Now, the thing is, and what works so well in this setting, these human beings can only very loosely called intelligent. Well, they can only loosely be called human beings! They have been kidnapped from a small town in the Appalachian Mountains and all come across as being below average IQ and carrying a heavy southern drawl.</div>
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The result is a gripping tale that brings together interesting aspects of Science Fiction with well structured and intelligent humour. It works very well for and I have thoroughly enjoyed the read. I hope you choose to read it too and, if you do, that you enjoy it as much as I have.</div>
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My Rating: "Page Turner" (7/10)</div>
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