I am in the process of doing research for my NaNo project, The Seeker’s Core. I plan to try my hand at Sci-fi fantasy this time around. It will still be in the young adult target audience. I’ve been struggling with the concept of technology when it comes to this series. I got all the cool gadgets and ships. I just need to figure out to incorporate it into my writing. I tend to focus a lot of characters and their main values. This won’t be any different here. I haven’t even decided if I am going to write in third person like I normally do or if I will try my hand at first person. Check out this article I found that helps break down five tips to writing about fictional technology.
5 Tips for Writing About Fictional Technology
Author Julie Hyzy uses examples from popular books and films that incorporate fictional technology to understand what makes for appealing, believable tech-dependent stories.
Have you ever walked through doors that whooshed open at your approach? Sent an email? Texted a friend? Had your temperature by a touchless thermometer? Going back a bit deeper, have you ever watched a movie on your TV? Listened to music on a record player? Driven a car? Flicked a switch to make the lights come on?
We’re living a sci-fi reality that our great-grandparents likely never imagined. We regularly interact with technology that, at some point in in history, was considered unattainable. Perhaps even foolish or absurd. The stuff of imaginative fiction.
But, as they often do, clever people came up with ways to bring these outlandish ideas to life.
Which is why I’m always surprised when readers—all of whom carry cell phones, own computers, and travel by air—shake their heads and say, “I don’t like science fiction.”
When I ask why not, they usually tell me that they don’t enjoy stories that they don’t understand, or that SF is too tech-y for their tastes. Continue reading…
Today I am going to talk about a special character that appears in one of my stories. It is an upcoming release but she will appear in many publications. She is by far one of the most important people in the queen’s life. I do have an article that shows some fun facts about hair in the medieval era and what it symbolized. Check it out below thanks to Modern Medievalism.
“Scissors or Sword?” Why medieval men might choose death over a haircut
The precise sentiments attached to hair have fluctuated over the medieval period; after all, we are talking about a thousand years and hundreds of cultures; but for the most part, a full head of hair was typically associated with privilege and power. We see that the Merovingian kings preferred to lose their heads rather than their hair, because a haircut was a sign of humiliation, even the loss of the claims to kingship. Very occasionally, I’m asked why I don’t get a haircut. Depending on the mood and context, I give a different answer. “I save money on haircuts” or “my girlfriend would be cross if I did” both work in a pinch, and both are true. But there’s a more reasoned motive as well. Four years of service in the U.S. Army forced me to rack up quite a bill on haircuts over time for the sake of a “neat, uniform appearance”. The idea of military service in the modern age involves a complete breakdown of a recruit’s personality in order to make him a dependable member of a cohesive unit in life-and-death situations. The original rationale for these ridiculously short haircuts came from preventative measures against lice in the trenches of the First World War. So many men of the western world served in the Great War that military fashion dictated style even among civilians. Trench warfare has long since slipped into irrelevance, but the haircuts remain to impose a uniformity among the ranks. I dare say it’s something like a mark of slavery, akin to the the letters SPQR tattooed on the arm of a soldier in the ancient Roman legions. Whether it’s a tattoo or a high-and-tight, it visibly marks you as property of the government. Continue Reading…
Mincy the Queen’s Hairdresser
Mincy is a shy easy going girl that spends most of her time in the queen’s chambers making sure the queen looks her best. Queen Sarah has know talent when it comes to making her hair look good so Mincy is a life saver. She also helps with Princess Kerowyné’s hair on special occasions.
However when it comes to the king’s/prince’s hair they have a young gentlemen due it from the town square. They don’t believe a woman touching the king or the princes so intimately is appropriate. And the queen gets jealous real easy. The only reason the queen gets a special hairdresser is because Mincy is Female.
As for hair styles. Mincy is key on keeping the queen happy. She keep her hair well oiled, brushed, and cleaned to perfection. She is always on call but tends to spend a lot of time coming up with different formulas that can create different effects on hair. In my upcoming release Masquerade Assassin she uses one of these concoctions to turn Kero’s hair black.
Oh Fun Fact: Men cut their hair short when they are in the military so they don’t have it as a liability.
Welcome back to another awesome Sneak Peek Tuesday. Today I am featuring Christian Fantasy Author Allison D. Reid‘s book, “Journey to Aviad.” This scene is by far one of my favorites from this book and can’t wait to share it with you.
Journey to Aviad
…A twig snapped somewhere in the underbrush behind him. The man lowered his hood and instinctively turned to peer back down the path. Cursing the darkness under his breath, he listened intently for a moment. Unable to see, and hearing nothing more, he continued on, walking at a faster pace than before. Another twig snapped, from somewhere to the right this time. He withdrew an arrow from his quiver and held it ready in his hand. His senses were all on edge now as he broke into a run, only to hear more sounds of movement from somewhere ahead of him. He was being surrounded, by what he could only guess. He veered to the left, off the footpath, running erratically in the direction of a small stream he had crossed earlier. Any hope to shake his pursuers was futile; the noose they had drawn around him had already tightened. The man was quickly surrounded by a pack of wild beasts, larger than wolves, with red glowing eyes and fiery breath. Leading them was an enormously tall figure with an antlered helm who carried a staff taller than himself.
The man raised his bow and released as many arrows as he could into their midst, unsure if such beasts could even be harmed by them. He screamed as they set upon him, their teeth and claws tearing through his leather armor and into his flesh. But there was more at stake than his life. That was the difficult message he had received in prayer the night before. Perhaps his demise was fated, yet there still might be hope if he could only get to the stream. In spite of the agonizing pain, he rammed his way through the beasts, pulling a small cloth-wrapped object from beneath his shirt. The rain stopped and the clouds thinned. His prayer had been answered after all. The sun had not yet risen, but the moon still shone bright enough to reflect off the surface of the stream. He could see it now, bubbling and flashing not much farther ahead of him.
The man dashed toward the stream with the last of his strength. He dropped his bow, and frantically unwrapped the object. He flung it into the rushing water just as the beasts brought him to the ground with such force that his helm flew off. For a brief instant the moonlight caught the object’s silvery surface, flashing so brightly that he was blinded by it. His last moment of awareness was filled with hope as the creatures around him shrieked in painful fear of its brilliance…
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During the medieval era, village stewards represented the lord, effectively controlling the town or city. They were answerable to the lord. In castles, stewards managed the castle’s finances, ran general household administration and organized large events. They were also referred to as seneschals.
Although medieval stewards were servants, they wielded a great deal of power. Particularly large estates, such as the king’s, sometimes divided the responsibilities between two stewards, with one overseeing the household and the other assigned to administrative duties. In villages, stewards might be called upon for judicial matters. When lords left, whether for business or pleasure, they left their stewards in charge, which emphasizes their role as trustworthy and loyal servants who acted in the best interests of their masters. Read more…
Castle life is crazy when it comes to being the King and Queen. So King Tyler appointed not only his most loyal of friends but his wife too. The head steward is Lord Tomas Masters and the Lady of Staff is Trilla Masters. She is also the number one Lady in waiting for the Queen.
Tomas – He is a cunning friend that keeps the King on his toes. When he isn’t required amongst the others in court he is off doing his King’s bidding. He does a great job keeping the castle together and keeping all staff happy. He works hand in hand with Demetri on a regular basis. Demetri is the King’s advisor.
Trilla – She is a strong independent woman that always needs to keep busy. Which is great for the Queen because she doesn’t want anything to do with managing the staff. Trilla keeps everyone working and sure supplies are kept maintained. She sees her husband on occasion but they both love what they do and pledged to their Queen and King.
Welcome to the first Sneak Peek Tuesday. Today I am providing a sneak peek of one of my short stories titled: “A Father’s Protection”. I just recently did a rewrite on this story and published it to the masses. This story is also included in the Tales of Ferrês bundle book.
A Father’s Protection
…DarkDeath looked around the lake and took in the magnificent scenery. Trees circled him and towered high into the sky. Flowers sprang up from the sides of boulders all around the lake. The waterfall was the centerpiece, cascading downward over moss-covered rocks. Mist flew up into the air, glittering in the sunlight. He thought about climbing to the top of the waterfall and wondered what it would feel like to jump into its dark depths. Fire sparked in his eyes. Yeah, a dip sounds nice right about now. In two giant leaps he stood on top of the cliff, looking down upon the water below. A scent familiar to him carried on the breeze. DarkDeath looked out to see a black wolf drawing closer to his location. The black wolf with a white moon crest across her chest stepped up to the pool of water. BlackMoon sat down and looked up at him in all his glory. She tilted her head to the side and cocked an ear. Looks like I get to have an audience.
He backed up a few yards, then crouched down with his rear end up in the air. His nails dug into the rock and he lunged forward. DarkDeath sped to the edge and leaped with all his strength, flying through the air until the water collided with his body. By the goddess this is ice-cold! It seeped into his fur and went up his nose. DarkDeath’s lungs burned as he fought his way towards the surface. He finally broke through, gasping for air then panting like crazy to bring his racing heart back to a steady speed. His head stayed above water as he treaded over to where his daughter sat. That wasn’t the best of decisions.
BlackMoon’s tail wagged as he approached. His paws hit the grass, and he dug his nails into the ground to pull himself free of the water. She stepped back to give him room. Probably a good idea since I need to do this. He smiled as he shook his entire body. Water sprayed everywhere, and BlackMoon was the victim of his assault. DarkDeath let loose a hearty laugh as BlackMoon crouched to her stomach and covered her head with her paws. “Why did you do that?”
Things have been hectic over on my end for months. I have been trying to build up my writing stamina to increase the amount I put out each month. I’ve been neglecting my blog and find that it is time I try to start posting again.
What has been happening:
First off, the boys started pre-school, so that means I get seven hours of free time. I’ve been using that time to write and do things around my apartment. I’ve even joined a gym to try to get myself healthy. I hurt my back the other week so I was unable to go, but lucky it didn’t stop me from writing.
If you are a member of my street team you know about my writing goals and accomplishments, because I share them with you as I complete them. The month before last, I decided to set my goal for 10k and managed to make it. I was so proud. That I decided to try for 15k in September. I was 2k shy of my goal but that is okay. This month I decreased my goal down to 10k because I have to outline and get “The Seeker’s Core” ready for NaNo, next month. I’m supper excited for this project.
What have I been writing?
I’ve been hard at work pushing through the chapters of “Gargoyle Sighted”. I managed to get far enough ahead I don’t have to worry about falling behind. In September I switched my focus over to the, Tales of Tarza series. I managed to write the first story within a month period. It was a total of 21k. I am still doing edits on it and plan to have that sent off to Allison to edit by the end of October. As for October I plan to switch back to “Gargoyle Sighted” for my writing. When I’m not doing that I will be working on the content for “The Seeker’s Core.”
I’m supper excited to start this new book. I’ve got the outline done just have to get it into my dabble writer software. Been kind of tricky because I am still learning how to use dabble’s plot grid. It was a learning process that turned into two hours of work the other night.
October is my birthday month. I am thinking about doing a sale on “Tales of Ferrês” or another giveaway. I will let you all know as my birthday draws near.
I hope everyone has been having a good show of things over the last few months. Please forgive me for going a-wall on all of you. I promise to update this blog more in the future. Hope you have a spectacular October with plenty of candy and spooky stories.