I’m An Idiot

So I’ve meant to write posts– it just hasn’t been happening. It’s a mixture of laziness, summer classes being a little more work than I expected, and I’ve been spending a lot of time doing stuff for myself. I’ve decided that I’m going to write a post every other day or so, but nothing too long, kinda just to keep up the momentum, kind of deal. I kind of need to get into a routine anyway, and I’d like blog posts to be a part of that again.

Anyway, that’s not what I wanted to write about today. A little while ago I posted a Desolace update. I was pretty happy with my progress up until that point, even though after I finished the chapter I was working on, I knew I needed to go back and change the ending and have something else happen first.

Except that I put it off for so long that now I’ve forgotten exactly what I was I wanted to do instead…

Usually I write it down in the instance that I know I can’t get to it right away, but this time I didn’t. So I’m an idiot, and will probably be spending the next couple days, or maybe even weeks, trying to remember what it was…

Ugh. My own damn fault.



Something Great, or Something Crazy?

Hello everyone! I meant to give you guys an update several days ago, but truthfully, several hours after I got home from my appointment I continued to go downhill, getting worse and worse… and *sigh*, I only really felt better starting today, though I’m probably only 50% of my usual self.

Anywho, as I mentioned in my last post, I suspected that this time would be a great time for writing… or at least, for pumping out ideas. I’m happy to say that during the last four days of my pain and misery, I’ve thought up one brilliant idea, though I admit it’s quite close to insanity in regards to the amount of work I’d need to put into it to make it work.

The idea, of course, is related to Taichiren’s Heart. A while ago I made a post about how I hated my main character- you can read it here, if you missed it- and since then, I’ve encountered a variety of other problems that I haven’t had any luck finding solutions to. Because of this, I ended up putting the writing on “hold” again because I was becoming flustered over the many issues and didn’t want to damage the manuscript any more before I came up with anything that would fix it. So the other day when I was just about asleep (as per usual, this is when I get most of my ideas), I had the craziest thought: What if I tore myself away from the storyline I have and rewrite everything with a different outlook?

I would still use the same characters, but their experiences, how they meet each other, and the density of the plot would change. Everything would move around, but the plot itself would remain the same, as well as the end goal, and the character’s themselves. Since the problems I’ve encountered really drew a pit in the ground for me to try and leap over, the moment I thought of it I was like, “wow, why didn’t I think of this before?” I suppose you could say I was so convinced that the storyline I had was what I needed, that I didn’t see the possibility of telling it a different way- which now I have.

Doing this gives me the opportunity to not quite start anew with the story, but build off of what I have and what I DON’T have for the current storyline, and work to fix the problems I previously encountered in the old manuscript. Unfortunately, this means I’m no longer at Chapter 15, I’m now back at Chapter 2, and without a clear path ahead of me with the story. It’ll be more work, yes, but will it be worth it? I hope so.

I’ll give you guys another update on the progress with this radical idea once I’ve made a chunk in the manuscript, maybe about 5 chapters or so? I have another project looming over me that I need to deal with asap, but I’ll get back to you on it when I can!

One final thing to note is that I’m nearing the completion of The Dark Tower series (I’m about 1/4 through the final book), and that as soon as I finish I’ll be writing a lengthly post on the series, though of course, I’ll try and avoid spoilers because those aren’t really any fun. Maybe look forward to reading this in about 1-2 weeks!

Anyway, I’ll be posting again soon, so have a great day guys and happy writing!


The First Book I Ever Wrote

I wrote it in grade 8, and I never showed anyone. I called it “And Then, so Death Took Them”, but I’m not really sure what to think of that name. Sure, it was a pretty accurate representation of the book, but I don’t think I’d ever get away with that kind of name. On a personal level, I’m now fond of novel names that sum up the book in 1-3 words. The second thing is that it seems like more of a horror title, rather than sci-fi.

The first five chapters or so sit at the bottom of one of my dresser drawers. The rest has been lost, though I’m sure if I looked really hard I could find it; the original story somewhat stemmed from an English project, so I’ve most likely got a copy somewhere within the depths of my email.

Anyway, this story eventually merged with a different idea I had, and it’s been reformed into what I’ve previously mentioned as Desolace. I tried to rewrite it a year or two ago, but I had too many other things to worry about and I only ended up writing about 3 chapters. *shrug*

I’m not sure why I took the story idea I had from my English class and morphed it into a story. It originally began as a story about a government oppressed society, who years beforehand evacuated the dying planet of Earth when an alternate dimensional version of Earth was found. On the new earth, the government went “corrupt” and eliminated the use of every day technology, and kept anything advanced in their hands. But that’s not how the story ended up once I changed it into Desolace. Now it’s more of a fantasy/sci-fi mix that is actually the advancement of another “human” race that exists outside of Earth.

I guess you could say that’s when my vague aspirations of being a novelist/author began. I think it’s kind of sad that it took me such a long time (then to now) to realize that there’s nothing else I could want to do more- though I suppose late is better than never.

The first line in “And Then, so Death Took Them”:

Most might consider killing to be a science, I, however, consider it to be an art.

When’s the first time any of you tried your hand at writing a book?



Hi again.

Today I want to talk about words. You’re probably thinking what a lame topic that is, but hey, words are a writer’s tool as much as coffee and a keyboard.

What comes to mind when you think about “words”? I don’t know about you, but it’s actually something I think about quite often. For me, words bring the image of a river of thoughts. Words flow by, some with meanings, others not so much. In the end, a word only has the meaning that you attach to it.

Basically what I picture is a real stream of consciousness.

I suppose that might make sense, but it making sense or not isn’t exactly the point. The stories we write (or sometimes thought-vomit onto a page) as writers come from these rivers of thoughts, built up of words that we may not even recognize as the words we need! …Okay, I admit I have no idea what I’m talking about anymore, but that’s fine too.

Words are magical and awesome like dragons and unicorns, but not so rare. 😀

Branching off of this not-so-topic-topic, I find that the stream of consciousness that I don’t even recognize when I’m awake to be the most useful tool for my writing. A lot of my ideas occur when I’m just waking up, almost asleep, and when I’m in a relaxed coma-like state. Strange, or no so strange, doesn’t matter to me; I’m not going to complain about something that helps me so much with my work!

Do you guys have any strange ways that help you get ideas, or maybe something that you don’t really understand but still gets the job done?