Dec. 12th, 2011 04:35 am
xhesika: (She Won't Look at You)
Finishing up a few things on Gale before I go to tackle the two other books in the series. I've come to the conclusion that Jenna, the next and last book, will be the only one in the series that is properly plotted out, chapter by chapter. I'm still pretty amazed that these three books did so well with no planning at all. Literally I had a basic idea, sat down, and just started typing. Of course the document of notes is pretty impressive now.

I think the best preparation for me is simply being able to bounce my ideas off of my editor, and to top it off editing one of the books at the same time allows me to bounce even more ideas off of her, but more complex ideas.

The editing for Bastian is coming along okay so far, we've come to the conclusion that we'll be going over the books at least three times not including how much I go through before sending it to her. Basically I want this to be immaculate by the time it goes to print. I can't afford to have too many mistakes or continuity issues on my debut, it just looks bad on me as a writer. In the meantime, I'm learning all sorts of particulars about the English language, random stuffs too like dove v. dived (both are correct but dived irks me for some reason). I'm feeling a little strange about the idea that I have a particular writing style, I don't know if I'm proud of it or what, but its something that will be interesting to see in the future.

And so, here's the excerpt that makes my editor "aww" every time. God, I'd be lying if I said I didn't like that scene in the rain, Gale's three word line is the best.

Kat's Favorite )
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Gale excerpts below, trigger warnings: blood, gore, vivisection, abuse, necromancy, I'm going to go ahead and say sexual content as well since some of the descriptions get pretty racy.

The relationship between Gale and Ritz has a nice start, but it quickly becomes...unhealthy, I'm just waiting to be ridiculed for writing this book.

To make it worse my mind has been in very dark places during the entire month of November because of this, I am seriously reconsidering my December endeavor.

Here we go... )
xhesika: (jazz hands!)
Not for the whole Delilah bit, but for the foxes. I was looking over numerology for Gale and was looking over the number three-hundred. So I see something about foxes and decide to pull out my bible and take a look...

So he comes home from god knows where and his father-in-law is like, "I thought you hated your wife, so i let her shack up with the best man at from your wedding!"

And Samson is like, "WTF M8?"

And his father-in-law is like, "It's okay! Her younger sister is prettier anyways, you can shack up with her!"

And Samson is like, "And you guys wonder why I'm always nerd-raged?"

And then he goes off and CATCHES 300 FOXES WITH HIS BARE HANDS. Individually, all of them lured, took him hours, didn't hurt not-a-one...that is until he TIES TORCHES TO THEIR TAILS AND LIGHTS THEM ON FIRE THEN SENDS THEM INTO THE WHEAT FIELDS.

Then when they come to arrest Samson he's like, "WTF M8, WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?"

And he kills a thousand men with a jawbone that he tears from a donkey that just happens to be lying around, my version of the bible (NKJV) doesn't say if this animal was alive or dead, but w/e, I doubt Samson cared either way.

I don't know if I would call him bad-ass or crazy as hell, but one thing is for sure, I bet PETA was in on arresting him and his downfall.
xhesika: (cooking gaga)
Over 11k and still going up, I'm weighing the best way to go about a book like this. I don't think I've ever read a book written from the perspective of the villain where they didn't repent or die by the end.

Belladonna )
In the meantime I press on with NaNoWriMo, I'm a few days ahead, but I don't want to fall behind at all. The trouble is that with what I'm writing I'm having to be very picky with my word choice to make sure that everything falls into plan.

Today was lovely though, and it's not over yet. Robbie left to go further south to see friends and I spent the day with Samm. I have eaten so much sushi down here I'm happier than a kitty.

In other news KiKi is beautiful and her tail is as fluffy as she is wide, I almost want to steal her.
xhesika: (cooking gaga)
Gale wasn’t interested in leaving the house before Keane and the police arrived, he instead pulled up a chair and sat to the right of Mr. Crawley’s corpse, cigarette in hand, cat in his lap, and sniffing the air curiously every so often. I didn’t stick around to ask him what details his nose was picking up, while he wasn’t bothered with the smell of rotting flesh, I had to rush out of the house for fresh air and the first cigarette in half a month.

Its bad enough scouring the internet for “Necromancy 101”, but its worse when all these sites are citing resources that are in my own library.

I’m going to have to tone down some of the details in the chapters I’m working on, either that or put trigger warnings on them.

Even worse, I’ve been snacking the whole time I’ve been writing.

xhesika: (Slam)
I'm not a religious person by any means. I've had the conversation with a couple of my friends several times: my bible sits on the shelf between the qur'an and a copy of the satanic bible and a thick dictionary of classical mythology.

Still, after looking through more myths and stories and all the different takes on vampires I'm thinking that mine are too strong. I took nearly all of the religion out of it with the exception of Bastian's weapons.

The gun: Bastian had an array of different guns in his storage, but he mentions several times about a derringer that he keeps on him. The gun is passed from character to character throughout the stories and is the only weapon in the arsenal that is actually baptized (done after his parents passed, the gun was carried by his own father during the war, yay sentiments), the ammo of course is always baptized no matter what the weapon.

I kept stakes, they're just too classical to slash from the stories! In trying to pull a little religion back into the books (in the name of being classical) I did some research of my own.

Bram Stoker's stakes were white oak, but my stakes are going to be what the cross was made out of, and there is where my research started.

Most people have heard they myth of the dogwood tree, the trouble is that the dogwood has NEVER been native to the Mediterranean, so going on that we have a considerably limited selection. Olive trees are out of the question for religious reasons, in biblical times a lot of people followed the greek/roman paganism and olive trees were pretty sacred.

After digging deeper I found the added bit that there are nails from several victims that have pine on them.

Its called a Stone Pine, it's what I'm using, and its the best bet for the actual tree used.

Suck it cheesy dogwood myth, this tree would kick your ass any day.


May. 26th, 2011 05:39 am
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Dear Universe,

What is the third law? These things have a habit of occurring thrice, correct?

1. Murphy's Law: Whatever can go wrong, WILL go wrong. (I get the short end of the stick, my mother's side of the family happen to have the misfortune of having this as a last name...).

2. The day you look like a scrub is the day you see everyone you know. (I've learned my lesson too many times to not keep a pair of flats in case I break another pair of heels running).

3. ... (profit?)

Updated my twitter a little. De'Angelo was making fun of it earlier saying it was the old version, to which I replied, "nah brah, it's generic."

I painted a glorious tree on the window of the hospickle Tim Hortons and all of its woody-barky-glory. I attribute my technique to hours of watching various artist's live streams for tips, and am quite shocked that I actually DID learn something.

Of course painting on windows made me want to break out some of my blank canvases. I have a half-finished painting that I rescued from the trash at the cultural art center that I wanted to finish. The original artist already did the brunt of the work by blocking out the building and the flowers, I don't understand why they would throw out such a gem.

We think Robbie broke his wrist. Roughing with the guys at a softball game. One of the girls asked if he needed an ice pack, of course when I asked him I worded it differently ("Would you like an ice pack or should I get you something to bite while I set the bone back in place?"). Two cold packs, some coban, and an ace wrap later he says he'll wait a week and if it hasn't gotten better he'll go get x-rays. Of course trust him to continue playing after the injury.

I'm actually having more fun writing the dialogue for the last chapter of Artemis, it's taking me much longer than it rightly should, but when it's finished I hope it will be as impacting as I want it to. All the sexual frustration is hilarious.


May. 20th, 2011 11:53 pm
xhesika: (RedBaron)
Rob: "So my first manager called me and asked me to come in and I explained that I'm out of state and unable to work like this. Then [his other boss] calls me--drunk off his ass--and tells me that they had to fire [the guy that threatened Robbie], AND two other people quit in the same night."
Me: "So how many people are there tonight?"
Rob: "Three, looks like the entire grocery staff is down to four total so I'm going to be getting a lot of overtime this week. Sorry if I seem tired this week."
Me: "It's okay, have fun tomorrow."
Rob: "Enjoy your zombie apocalypse."
Me: "I got the shotgun and a beer next to me."

I totally do, just for shits and giggles.

What? I like to be ridiculous sometimes.
xhesika: (Caspius Van Dean)
...because I feel like a COMPLETE ASS when I say it.

Valerie's jaw dropped, "That is blasphemous! How dare you? Buenae is our Father, Great Goddess Celeste is our Mother; all life stems from their union!"

Van Dean chuckled, "Then what are you? The offspring of an incestuous relationship between the Great Mother and one of her children?"

xhesika: (Default)
I spend a moment to humor the idea that the rapture is tomorrow.

I feel strangely calm and excited.

Then I remember it's just the rantings of an old nut.
xhesika: (Caspius Van Dean)
Obviously they follow a form of Celestism, but Celeste really doesn't put rules down and rather goes on a morality/honor system. Rei drops the joke several times that he's an atheist, but when you're a prime example of your creation story you don't have much of an arguement. Much less of one when you've met the diety.

Nora Sybil is the only demi-god, she was the only one actually birthed from Celeste.

Twelve members of Parliament to allude to the twelve disciples or the twelve gods of Olympus, the addition of the Chancellor pushes the number up to lucky thirteen, turning the allusion more towards Jesus and the Disciples.

Namae based on Hindu Naga. Jaedis more a steampunk futurism.

Sacred Forest's name is "Jannah", after the Islamic Heaven. The pond that Celeste resides by is called "Lethe". Leading the Forest itself to be a junction of life and death.

Ending riddle: insinuates that the "old gods" are the human gods. Angels and demons don't exist in the religion of Buenae, but are rather myths.

The demon Vexus in Thorn Tower is considered left over from the old gods, and is neither Human nor Buenan.

Humans, according to Christianity, are made from dust. Referred to several times in the book as "stone golems". Buenans were flowers of Celeste's off shooting roots. Reinforcing the reasoning for hermaphroditic characters, and the reasons why Humans and Buenans can't mate. Also with the battle between Celeste and "The Old Gods", it is widely believed that the two species are separated in the afterlife and stone crumbles but flowers reblossom.


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