Monthly Archives: December 2010

Winter Writing Project Update

Wonderful news! Remember the Winter Writing Project I had set up for Jan/Feb of the upcoming year? Well thanks to Dara, I’ve learned of the Winter Writing Festival hosted by the Ruby-Slippered Sisterhood.

The Festival starts January 10 and ends the last day of February, coinciding perfectly with the Project I designed. To participate in the Festival, all you have to do is pick a writing-related daily goal. This can be anything from words written to hours editing. You can even pick multiple goals if you would like. Each day you meet at least one of your goals, you get a point. Finish February with a point for each day, and you win!

Wonderful, isn’t it? I thought so.

So if you intend on participating in my Winter Writing Project, I highly recommend you join the Festival as well, if for nothing other than the added motivation. If you’re joining the Festival with writing-related goals, why not join in the Project, as well? It’s no additional work on your behalf, and you’ll get some critiques/advice to boot!

The Ruby-Slippered Sisterhood is on holiday hiatus for the moment, but will return with more news on the Festival come January 3rd. I know I’ll join, how about you?

Merry Christmas?

To take one of Ricki Gervais’ popular phrases, it may sound like I’m having a go, but I’m not. Really, I’m not! Please read through the entire post before flaming me, but this whole Christmas thing has gotten to be rather irritating for two reasons:

  1. It has absolutely nothing to do with the birth of Christ. Not now, not ever.

The story of Jesus’ birth is a myth developed through a series of biblical texts, the earliest of which making no mention of Jesus’ birth. In other words: the entire story is fictional.

In the texts that do mention Jesus’ birth, there is no mention of the date. Not even in the Dead Sea Scrolls is there a mention of December 25th. So where did we get the date from? Read the rest of this entry

Balance of Power

I spent a good portion of the day watching a friend play Dragon Age. There was one part where a Templar was assigned to kill a Mage if the Mage failed her task. Templars excel at killing Mages, and were thus charged with keeping things from getting out of hand. This got my creative mind working. I can’t sleep so let’s see where this thought takes me!

Lunette turned the corner and had to stop herself from turning and running back to her room. It wasn’t that the Templars hated Magai. In fact, the world needed the Magai to continue prospering. It was more the knowledge that the man standing idly at the conference room door could kill Lunette without breaking a sweat that terrified her.

The Templar hardly paid her mind as she moused by him. He may have even nodded to the timid female Mage, but Lunette did her best not to notice.

She turned the next corner and released a heavy breath. No wonder the university hallways were quite to empty. Always the last to know, she sighed to herself, lifting her skirt as she ascended the main stairs. She spied a professor speaking with a Templar by the entrance to the hall. It was Professor Nahm’Kay, head of the communications division. Lunette didn’t need to see his face to know it carried his usual stupid grin. The Templar’s armor seemed shinier than most others, though he wore the same face-covering helmet as the rest.

Lunette accepted the fact that she missed the memo on some conference or another and continued down the hall. She tried to remember the last time she checked her mail. Certainly it was just a few days ago on her way home from the solstice party. Her nose wrinkled as she realized the equinox was naught but a week away. Few days ago indeed… Who gave Time the right to pass without her permission?

Lunette paused at the door of classroom 256 to fix her hair and smooth her gown. She didn’t know what Headmistress Proxima wanted her for, but a written summons can only be something important. Read the rest of this entry

Blueprint of a Novel: The End

This is the third and final installment of my series on blueprinting.

Last week I talked about how to blueprint the beginning of your novel. Earlier this week, I went over the middle. Now we’ve reached the end.

The end needs to carry the weight of the story and deliver it a rightful end. As I encountered in this year’s NaNoWriMo, if your story doesn’t develop powerful emotion within the first three acts, your ending will fall flat.

If you find yourself in that situation, it’s best to take a bit of a break from your MS. Then go back and start revising your first three acts. Your ending won’t come together until the rest of your story has the emotion to back it up.

If it’s hard for you to revise a yet unfinished MS, think of it this way: If you work on your ending now, you will struggle, the story will frustrate you, and you will not write anything of significance. Without a solid foundation, you cannot build the roof.

Once you have that solid foundation, you can work on your ending. Read the rest of this entry