There is much to love about this book. And speaking of love, this story completes a story arc for Waxilliam Ladrian (a.k.a. Wax) in a most satisfying way. Wax has never been able to love anyone since the death of his first wife, Lessie. Instead of trying again, he got engaged to Steris for political reasons. All the while, I’ve been rooting for Steris’ sister, Marrisie, to claim his heart. She seems the more logical choice. Unlike her cold and calculating sister, she has a real interest in police work. Love, however, is never quite what you expect. Nor is it here.
My wife gave a talk about Villains (as defined by Tami Cowden) at a local writer’s meeting this Saturday. It occurred to
me to try and match them up with deadly sins. Even apart from the fact there are eight villain
archetypes and seven sins, things don’t line up exactly. No villain of any worth is based on
sloth. Unsurprisingly, pride seems to be one of the worst evils.
I think it’s probably useful to try and categorize the bad guys, if only to help keep their
characters varied and interesting in one’s stories. For some of these characters, the sin represents
the villain’s motive, in other cases it’s something they exploit in others.
|Wrath/Greed||Tyrant/Bitch: He just wants to take over the world.|
|Envy||Bastard: Daddy should have loved him more.|
|Pride/Lust/Greed||The Devil/Black Widow: This character is more about exploiting pride/lust/greed in others than having it.|
|??||The Traitor/Backstabber: This one seems to be more about what the character does than his/her motive.|
|Envy||The Outcast: He doesn’t fit in, and resents the world for it.|
|Pride||The Evil Genius: Know any genius coyote’s?|
|Gluttony/Lust||The Sadist: It’s about the pleasure.|
|Pride||The Terrorist/Fanatic: Nothing’s worse than a self righteous bad guy.|
|Pride||The Matriarch: Loves only her own. Controlling.|
Hello, World. I was playing around with Krita (the free paint program) this morning. Behold my picture, “Elf Magic.”
And, yes, I know Christmas isn’t in July.
I am pleased to announce the new cover for my wattpad story “Warriors of the Hollow World,” featuring the amazing Zahra.
In the chapter depicted in this image, Zahra portrays the character of Olara who is speaking electrotelpathically with her dead friend/servant for the first time since he was killed.
Does this cover make you want to read the story? I plan to tweak the cover over the coming weeks, so let me know what you think.
Olara, the leader of the Claw Clan, has known only war her entire life. Vengeance, like the artificial world she lives inside, has circumscribed her every thought and action. However, the universe is much bigger than she imagines, and the darkness filled with stars beneath the ground is more than a mythical realm of magic and legends–it is the past and future domain of her people. She could share friendship with other, distantly related, humanoid races that travel through space–if she can put her hatred aside. But whatever she chooses, there will be war.
My serialized novel “Warriors of the Hollow World,” the story has just received a significant update–two new chapters at the beginning. That means if you haven’t started reading, now is an ideal time. If you’ve been following the tale on Wattpad, however, and voting for the chapters–thank you! Note, however, that Wattpad doesn’t understand the idea of inserting chapters, so if you want to give me new votes you need to re-vote for last two chapters, “First Contact” and “Party Beverage.”
Stay tuned. I’m going to get a new cover sometime in the next few weeks.
Recently I ran into an old friend of mine, one of the few who received a printed copy of my only fanfiction work, Memoirs of a Sith Lord. He told me that his 5-year-old got hold of it, read it, and now considers it her favorite book and carries it with her everywhere. She even tried to get her kindergarten teacher to read it. In case you aren’t familiar with the story, it isn’t even remotely a children’s story, this is one precocious little girl. The lesson here, at least for me, is that writing fanfiction can be worthwhile, even if it doesn’t line your pockets with gold.
Why be a writer? Money can’t be the reason. Only a very few writers can earn enough to keep ramen in the cupboard by writing. Any tidbit of recognition is hard to come by, even from friends or family.
Then, one day, I wrote a piece of fanfiction which I called, “Memoirs of a Sith Lord.” People told me it was a waste of time since I can’t make any money at it. Since it’s posting, it’s gotten 2.6K reads and 224 votes on Wattpad. However, it’s the rare comments that really make it all worthwhile….
Your story “Memoirs of a Sith Lord” brought back buried feelings I had about Anakin and Padmè. How she was more than a queen and senator, but also a courageous fighter that was willing to kill and die for her loved ones. That was a Padmè I wanted to see in the canon universe.
And how the Jedi masters came to understand … was also basically wish fulfillment for me. *fangirls*
Thank you. I adored this fanfiction and all the emotion you packed into it.
[note from a fan, spoilers redacted]
Writers are delicate creatures. A little love is all we need to keep us going. If you want to see the story, you can find it here.
There’s a Star Wars fanfic contest going on at Inkitt. If you enjoyed “Memoirs of a Sith Lord, please go and vote for me there. Thanks, and may the Force be with you.
About two years ago I created the story “Memoirs of a Sith Lord.” On this day, 12/19/2015, it has gotten more than 100 votes on Wattpad. Can I keep the momentum going? I’m hoping that the movie will inspire me to write another fanfic.
Whether or not that succeeds, I’m considering serializing one of my first novels “Void Star” (a.k.a. “Battle for the Sphere”) on Wattpad. That story has sat unpublished on my hard drive for too many years.
So I’ve known about the trick for finding spiders with a flashlight for a while now. You take a fairly powerful flashlight, hold it close to your eyes, and shine it on the ground. Spider eyes will wink back at you like little green gemstones. Since I’ve learned about it, I search for spiders on every camp out.
During my week at Camp Comer I saw a particularly fat wolf spider near the bathroom. I looked for its eye, and saw multiple glimmers. Confused, I looked closer and discovered its whole back looked a bit like a disco ball. I’m pretty sure it was covered with baby spiders. In the picture at left you can see the spider’s eye, and two of the babies (that’s all that showed up in the flash). Trust me. There were many more babies smiling for the camera.