The Leibster Blog Award

The Leibster Blog Award

I was just nominated for the Leibster Award by Kaylan over at No Two Paths. Her blog name was inspired by Robert Frost’s poem “The Road Not Taken,” and specifically these lines:

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”

That’s really cool.

Thanks for the nomination, Kaylan!

What is the Leibster Blog Award?

In short, Continue reading “The Leibster Blog Award”

The “Boxes” I Put My Characters In

The “Boxes” I Put My Characters In

People say it’s bad to put people in boxes, and the same applies to characters. I say that if you know they won’t fit neatly in the box it can help you get to know your character to put them in it. It can help you understand their values and flaws and strengths better. Here are the boxes I’m mostly talking about:

Harry Potter Houses: Yep. I’m a nerd. Although, not a Harry Potter nerd. I have yet to read it. (Long story short: It’s on my tablet and my tablet broke.) However, Continue reading “The “Boxes” I Put My Characters In”

Farewell to September

Farewell to September

Another month is done, and NaNoWriMo is only a month away. Hooray! But before we get into prep for NaNoWriMo season, let’s backtrack and see what I did in September.

September’s Writing

Over the course of September I’ve written 46,865 all totaled, 20,621 of which was on The Last Assassin, my current WIP. I also wrote Continue reading “Farewell to September”

Mourning Marie – Short Story Sunday

Mourning Marie – Short Story Sunday

This is another short story I wrote as a character’s backstory, and it’s even sadder than The Dust Thief, so be prepared. (Change in tenses was intentional. Don’t throw me under the bus for that, please.)

 

“Alick! We’re going to the hospital!”

Alick recognized his father’s voice and his eyes widened. It was time! His mother was in labor!

He dashed through the halls, not even bothering to put on shoes, and threw open the door, nearly forgetting to close it behind him.

The car was already pulling out Continue reading “Mourning Marie – Short Story Sunday”