kippurbird: (Alternates Logo)
Two bits of randomness

1. I posted the first three chapters of Call of the Champion at [livejournal.com profile] alternatesworld which is a community I created a long while back. You need to be a member to see it though.


2. I have a second community that was intended for role-play in my particular world, but I never really did anything with it. I wonder how feasible it would be to actually do that though. Hurm.
kippurbird: (Writer at work)
MWAHAHAHAAHA

I have finished my second novel.

The second half sucks ass and a lot of it has to be redone.

But it's FINISHED!

Now I just have to redraft.

This is like the third or fourth draft of the novel, but the first draft that actually works. So, I'm happy. =D

I'm looking for some cold readers if possible. With the caveat that they have to write some fan fiction after reading it. XD

But I'm silly like that.
kippurbird: (Writer at work)
Stories are strange things.

I'm working on my NaNo (almost 47K as we speak :D ) and discovered a strange problem. The novel is an expansion of a short story I wrote called Call of the Champion. In it the main character Alec retrieved a magic sword and became an emissary of the Fey. In the expanded novelized version, I worked in several plots that have been bouncing around involving Alec -including a trial where he almost loses his magical abilities and his relationship with Jono, the Oracle (Jono was a complete and utter surprise which shall be discussed later), I had started CotC at least three times as a novel, but never found it satisfactory in the way it flowed. The story lagged and nothing happened. Every time I started it at Alec's childhood and started to work my way up from there. Around the same time, I started playing around with another character from the short story, Marlina. She is the previous owner of the sword. In the end of the short, she passes the sword and duties onto Alec. As I played with her, I slowly began to realize she was a very important character and started to try and write her story too. Nothing worked, however.

Then one night, I had a brainstorm. Those are always fun. It's like an epiphany where suddenly everything becomes clear and you know exactly what you need to do. I needed to intertwine the two stories. I needed to show how Marlina ended up at the point where she had to give up her weapon and Alec got to the point where he received it. So I end up telling a story of the ending of one era and the beginning of a new one. Upon realizing this is what I was going to do, I knew I couldn't start in Alec's childhood and bumped him up to his late teens when he would receive the sword. The loss of telling Alec’s childhood made the story that much tighter and more exciting as well as seeing Marlina’s own adventures, allowing the reader to learn exactly what the duties that came along with the sword and the price the bearer paid for the power.
Finally I was ready to bring the two stories together. And Callooh Callay it actually seemed to work! Then I ran into another problem. (Stories are full of them, aren’t they?) As I started the second half I began with Alec retrieving the sword. And I figured once he did that, he could be trained in its use and then be sent out to go back home. But as I wrote this, I realized that I had nothing to work up to after he retrieved the sword. Sure he had the training, but there was no big climax. Turning this problem over in my mind I figured out that I had to reverse the two events. Alec needed to train to become ready to try and receive the sword. Thus tension would be provided as he and Marlina trained together and see if he may or may not actually get ready in time and it would build up to the final moment of his eventual triumph of getting the sword. From there he could leave and go back home and Marlina could go off to her own destiny. (She dies horribly. D: ) This reversal also allowed me to explore several more aspects of the Fey in
Alec’s world that I’ve always wanted a chance to do.

Such reversals and changes are one of the reasons why I never stick to a tight outline. I plan out major events that I want to happen and then let the characters take me where they want to go to achieve those goals. Two characters in CotC surprised me greatly; one because of a complete and utter personality shift and the other in his willingness to die.

In my first early drafts of CotC the character of Jono was Alec’s lover but a very evil and abusive towards Alec. I originally was going to have Alec kill Jono to make him free of Jono and the past that he held with him, showing that Jono no longer had a hold over him. But every time I worked on it, I couldn’t work the scene out where Alec could kill Jono and I couldn’t figure out why Alec would stay with Jono or why his siblings would allow him to do it if he was being abused. Alec’s personality made him unlikely to stand the abuse and would fight back; unlike I as had been writing him as totally passive in their interactions.

As I started writing this new draft something happened to Jono. He wasn’t an evil or at all abusive towards Alec. Possessive as all hell, but he also genuinely cared for him and supported him. Alec turned to him constantly for comfort. As I started to write this, I thought, oh goody now it’ll be more tragic when he is killed by Alec. But then as I continued, I still couldn’t come up with a good reason for Alec to kill him. Originally I had planned for Alec to kill Jono and then meet up with a dragon named Verra Rose who he would eventually fall in love with and marry. But Verra and Alec’s relationship never quite worked for me either. When that thought came to me, I realized that Jono had taken Verra’s place. I had no need to kill him, because had taken the traits that I wanted Verra to have in supporting Alec. This isn’t to say that I’m going to abandon her character all together, but the two of them always worked better as partners than lovers. I had just arbitrarily said that the two of them were in love but could never make the two of them actually be in love. Alec always seemed to drift more to men and to Jono.

The second character is Darian. He’s a companion of Marlina’s. A ladies man and general good natured rogue, Darian always survived whatever trouble got thrown his way and with his horse too. Trouble just slid off him like water on a duck’s back. I had Marlina and her companions going to a different world in the course of her story and as I planned out the events Darian quietly told me that he was going to die in the big battle. At first I said what big battle? And then I looked at my notes and realized that yes, they were going to be heading to a fight. I needed one of the five weapons to be lost off world for the events in the third book and the only way that would happen was if one of the weapon bearers died off world and Darian volunteered… practically insisted that it be him. His loyalty to his horse, he said, would be his undoing. He ended up running off to find his war horse making Marlina order the rest of them to leave him behind – a defining character moment for her- sacrificing one for the good of the many. And though he made a heroic charge towards freedom and home, he never made it, Marlina seeing him die in a horrible and tragic and stupid way, letting her see the result of her choices. And letting his death haunt her and affect her training of Alec later.

I know that if I had stayed with my original plans for both story and characters the story would have continued to stall and then later the character actions would be false and forced. This is, to me, one of the joys of story writing. Seeing how characters and events evolve and change into something more interesting than you ever realized.
kippurbird: (What goes on in Kippur's head)
Random: I can't seem to draw Jono without a smirk on his face. Interesting insight to his character? Also, Michael Chabon is hawt.


So, I killed off Darian. In chapter thirteen no less. Strange but true. I totally didn't plan that. It hurt doing that. And all the characters are hurt and unsure what to do now. Hellena, I know, will leave the group. It was an unjust death to her and it was Marlina's fault. I think Zela and Jay will also leave. Zela just not wanting to search for Lorac any more. Just wanting to go home for a while. Jay will follow her. Brenith on the other hand, I think will stick with Marlina. If only to stop her from doing something stupid. He's loyal like that.

In the mean time, Chapter thirteen is over and I move on.
kippurbird: (Default)
Just an interesting comparison, at least, I think it is. Two drafts of the same scene from my novel. I was told in my writing group that I needed more description, so I added it. Hopefully it's successful. The first draft is only a paragraph long. The second is about three (should be four but I forgot to add a part). I think I added enough description to make it more real without ending up overly descriptive, and got into Alec's head a bit more.

This does, of course, show the importance of feedback and redrafting. Which while a pain sometimes, can make the story better.


First Draft )


Second draft )

Mrr... forgot to add the bit about the park. Will have to fix.
kippurbird: (Writer at work)
A scene from Call of the Champion, cut for your convenience.


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Also, I got Eldest, so we're going to head into the final stretch. If we last recall the battle is going to take place in a field filled with noxious fumes. I'll bet anyone a drabble that the noxious fumes won't effect anyone's ability to function or even get any major mention again.
kippurbird: (:D)
Look! I wrote something!! I must be feeling better. WHOO!! Anyway, this is the epilogue to "Call of the Champion". Yes, I know, I haven't written the book yet, so how can I write the epilogue, but I did it anyway so neh. I thought it had nice closure.




The sword felt wrong. And Marlina knew why it did. While being a finely made sword from the fey, it wasn't her sword. The sword that she had wielded for over a thousand years (though it didn't feel like that, time within the lands of the fey was always subjective). The sword that she had just passed on. She had done her duty and now she would do what she had wanted to do for all these long years.
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kippurbird: (Writer at work)
Beginning of Chapter two of Call of the Champion


Leashes, Sela decided as she walked down the streets with her five year old twins pulling at her arms to go in two totally different directions, leashes for the children would be a fantastic idea. Laruna and Alec were in fine form today as she took them to the Council building. Both of them full of energy and wanting to go and look at all the different things around them. Unfortunately neither of them wanted to see the same thing at the same time in the same place. Laruna would linger behind looking at something in a shop, while Alec would tug ahead to go see something that a street vendor was selling. Her arms felt like they were going to be split in two!

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kippurbird: (Writer at work)
Title Prologue of Call of the Champion



Five Champions of the Fey there shall be, Spear of Fire, Lance of Ice, Axe of Earth, Bow of Air and Sword of Dragons.



Heart wrenching, Marlina walked the streets of the ruined city of Pentarch. The once tall and majestic buildings that gleamed and glowed with magic lay crumbled like children’s blocks all knocked down. The magic that infused the city had fled, and a bitter wind blew through the streets for the first time, clutching at her cloak, sending it snapping back. Next to her, Wolf and Griffin Troven walked, carefully avoiding the piles of rumble and the survivors who dug through the buildings looking for the remains of their life. Both men were blond and gray eyed, with a strong jaw, though Griffin wore a beard and was a few inches taller than his cousin.

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kippurbird: (Witic)

Right, so some stuff from Call of the Champion, my second novel. This happens late novel. After Alec and his siblings get back to the city. They've been traveling for about four years with their grandparents and rest of the family, nomadic style. Alec rather took to the life style and is upset that they've had to return to the city where he grew up.  Jono's mother and Alec's mother were friends and the two boys often played together, though Jono often bullied Alec.


Characters: Alec, Jono, Laruna, Greywolf
Rating Mature, really, honestly, mature. Not so nice stuff happening here.



            The tavern bar was unusually crowded for the evening. Alec found himself sitting at the furthest end away from the door almost crunched up against the wall. He could feel the swirl of emotions whispering on the fringes of his mind, rather like the conversations he could hear with his ears. He sat with his beer between his hands staring at the bar counter.  He had only come to the bar to get away from his brother and sister, not because he wanted to be out and about. Several people approached him and proposition him, but he shook them off, not interested. He had been feeling odd ever since he had returned to the city. Trapped and restless. He missed traveling with his grandfather. He liked it, seeing all the new places and new people.

  

kippurbird: (Witic)
Laruna lifted her head up with a groan. It felt like someone had hit her on the back of the head. The surroundings were unfamiliar to her, the ground stone cold, the room dark. She tried to remember what had happened. She and Alec were walking in the city of Gezbin… just look around, really. Alec had wanted to see the wharfs and the fishing boats so they were heading in the direction of the sea, but taking their time getting there, comparing the city to the one that they knew at home. And then… she couldn’t really remember. Rubbing her head she sat up and blinked trying to adjust to the darkness.

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kippurbird: (Writer at work)

Title: Call of the Champion
Type: Original Fiction
Rating: general
Summary: Sela takes Alec to get tested to see which element he is able to use.

            Sela watched as her youngest played with the blocks in the testing room.  At five years old, Alexander –or Alec- as he was called by his siblings him, was almost normal looking. He was a bit thinner than a normal five-year-old would be, and his ears were pointed and then there was his hair. It used to be blond, and parts of it still were, but parts of it were brown and the roots were dark and black. His eyes were no longer gray, but hazel as well. No one could figure out the reason for the change, it just was. But he was perfectly healthy in every other sense, so Sela didn’t worry about it.

          

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