Spring’s End

Well. This weekend was tough. Oh well. Happy Late Father’s Day, by the way. I normally don’t work Father’s Day, but because myself and Niax are going out of town this Sunday, I figured it would be better for me financially to go ahead and work the day.

We are rapidly approaching the last few days of Spring. We’ve some rain and some brief storms, but with the exception of today, it hasn’t really helped cool things down. No, quite the opposite: it’s made things heavy and unbearably muggy.

I’ve been working on the new Episode #3 like crazy since this weekend. Seriously, I came home yesterday, planning on taking a shower and fixing some foods to eat and relax, and instead, I turned on Ghost Adventures (research and story-hunting) and hit the ground running. It didn’t help that I’ve been working on the abandoned asylum’s backstory all weekend, too. I even ironed out the supporting cast, and started fleshing them out, too. I just need to do some more research on abandoned asylums themselves (with the help of this useful video), and I think I’ll be ready to start writing it, soon. Editing on Episode #4 is going well, too.

This Thursday or Friday’s post will probably be the last post until next Thursday’s. I hope to get some good pictures while down south.

~Arrivederci~

 

Epiphany~

Last night, I had a major epiphany.

I was up really late last night, thinking about story elements for Keepers of Balance, and my possible upcoming college courses. I’m eager to soak up all of the knowledge that they will offer me, and apply those lessons to KoB. This led me to making an important decision that I probably should of thought of ages ago:

I will NOT try to publish Keepers of Balance until I’ve completed my degree at Full Sail University (or whatever school I choose).

I’ve thought this over a lot, and once I decided to take this vow, I felt like a huge weight was lifted off my chest. With that out of the way, I have to make another announcement that I think will be better if I put it like this:

  • Arc 1: Awakening = 15 Episodes
  • Arc 2: Pursuit = 15 Episodes
  • Arc 3: Equilibrium = 20 Episodes
  • Final Episode Count: 50 Episodes

Yep, you’re seeing this right. After a lot of thought (and slight loopiness from the lack of sleep), I decided that 30 Episodes just wasn’t enough to build proper character development (especially building the relationship between the characters), and the more I thought about it, the more ideas that started flashing by inside my mind. Plus, some of the Bonus Episodes I had planned seemed to do much better as regular Episodes, giving me more to play with and mold. I still want to have some extra content, but they will probably just be random one-shots either going into a character’s past or a a day in the life of Ian and Rach. This means now…now, Arc 1 isn’t complete anymore, and I’ve got a lot of work to do, changing episode numbers and the like. I feel daunted, but I think this will work out for the best.

Always remember: Everything works out in the end. If it not, then it’s not the end yet.

~Arrivederci!!~

 

Today? Not too eventful. In the next couple of days, however…

*yawns* Well, my house looks a little cleaner.

My internet’s still out, but I forgot I could use my phone as a hotspot. Once my phone’s charged a little more (it’s sitting at around 26%), I’ll call my provider back and see what the dealio is.

Anyways, work on KoB has been steady. I’ve hit kind of a wall with Episode #3. It doesn’t help that I’ve been writing out the series finale (Episode #30) as well. I already did it once before, but that was a few years ago, and I never truly liked how things played out. This time, I had a better idea for what would happen during the final battle and the aftermath.

I had plans this past Monday to see Wonder Woman, but because money was tight, we decided to see it this upcoming Monday instead. However, I have made plans for myself to see Captain Underpants this Friday. Say what you want, but I was a HUGE fan of the books growing up. It’s been years since I’ve read them. I had the first four books, as well as the two activity books they threw out (which I enjoyed as well). Believe it or not, the series inspired me to draw and write my own stories. My mom refused to buy me any more of the books as they came out, but someday, I’ll have the complete series. When I first heard rumors about the movie, I’ll admit, I was skeptical. I wondered, “Who decided to make a movie dedicated to Captain Underpants, of all things?” I thought it was a joke, at first. Then the trailer dropped. I immediately knew I had to see it. The animation and art style not only look gorgeous, but they are very faithful to the book’s illustrations as well. Ah! I’M SO EXCITED!!!

*composes self* Ahem. Anyways, I will be sure to post a review of it when I get back home. Since I’m going by myself (and since Niax works on Fridays anyways, and he doesn’t want to see it), I’ll probably be going sometime in the early afternoon. I’ll iron out the details when I order tickets tomorrow. So no post tomorrow, most likely, but I will definitely write one up on Friday.

~Arrivederci!~

What’s in a Surname?

Happy Tuesday.

I hope you guys had a good Memorial Day (and Memorial Day Weekend). I’ve been feeling better since Saturday and Sunday, but still a little congested. Throat still feels a little raw, too. Yesterday, my husband grilled some burgers. They came out almost perfectly.

Not too much for me to say today. Still interchanging work between the thirdĀ Episode and the third Bonus Episode, trying to spread the work between them evenly. I’ve also been thinking a lot about the Original Keepers of Balance, and how they met/got their powers/etc. For a long time, the Original Keepers of Light and Darkness had no surnames or last names. I’m horrible at coming up with fitting names at times. A lot of the time, I try to interject some meaning into their names. Other times, I just think the name sounds cool, and then I go from there. When working with foreign, fantasy names, I usually try translating a bunch of words that represent that character’s traits or roles, then try to find a fitting anagram. Or, I use a name generator, get a good list of names, and then try to look up the meaning of the names I picked, and try to pick my favorites from there.

Finally, I have found fitting surnames for the Originals that will do for the time being. Who knows? Maybe the names will be permanent. So from now on, when I’m talking about the Original Keepers of Balance, I will refer them to their surnames, to make things easier:

  • Friaggi: Original Keeper of Light
  • McGill: Original Keeper of Darkness

Again, this is subject to change. “Friaggi” is an anagram of the German word for “peace” (frieden) and the Italian word for “travel” (viaggi). McGill means “son of the foreigner”, deriving from the Gaelic word “gall” (foreigner).

Now that I have the whole surname debate out of the way, I can finally piece together a decent backstory for these two! Yes!

~Arrivederci!~

Taking things to Second Base

Reason for the title: I’m currently at a bar called “Second Base”. So far, I really like it. It’s small, but cozy. The bartender is nice, and they even have a pool table. Granted, I wish they had more than one, but most bars that I’ve been through only have one pool table.

The food here is delicious. I’m a sucker for mozzarella sticks (and fried cheese in general), and they have some pretty good ones. Soon, Niax and I are gonna try some of their pizza, and maybe a burger.

I honestly like bars. Not so much for the booze. When push comes to shove, I’d rather drink at home, anyways. No, I like them for the food, and atmosphere. Bar-hopping would be a hobby of mine, if I had the cash to go to a new bar every week. I find them relaxing, and very casual.

Anyways, enough about the bar. I wanna talk about what happened during my D&D campaign. Last time, we were sneaking into a bandit stronghold through the sewers, and we managed to get into the mansion where the bandits (who were terrorizing a local town) were hiding. They’re not very smart, though due to some bad luck, my character took a bad blow to the shoulder. The mansion is actually important to my character, but I’m not saying a damn thing until it’s been all played out.

I’ve started editing work on Episode #3 for KoB. Mostly reworking the beginning, for now. I’ve always had a hard time starting and ending a story in a way that leaves the reader wanting more. I lack a decent hook, for the beginning, and I’m not sure how well my endings and cliffhangers will do. I normally try to avoid cliffhanger, but I also try to foreshadow what’s to come. Honestly, if there was a seminar of sorts to help writers build a 3-act structure for their stories, I would pay a pretty penny to go to one of those. Even local writing classes would be great, but there aren’t a lot of those in my area…and I have to focus on bills and adulting, anyways.

I’m just hoping the weather in Michigan makes up its damn mind. Seriously, it was nice the other day, now it’s cold and rainy. Michigan’s bi-polar attitude to weather deserves a blog all on it’s own.

~Arrivederci!~

How can I come up with a title for this one?

I just wanna open up by saying that what happened in Manchester on Monday night was a tragedy. I woke up this morning to my Twitter feed blowing up about a group of missing kids and teens in Manchester. I found out what happened shortly afterwards. I’ve been following the news all day.

What sickens me most about this is that some sick fucks have taken to social media to celebrate this terrible event. The youngest killed by the blast was an eight-year-old little girl.

I’m enraged by this senseless act of violence. They’re trying to instill fear in not just Manchester and the UK, but also worldwide. I don’t think it worked. People are, indeed, scared (hell, the UK raised it’s threat level from severe to critical), but that’s only inspiring them to stand together, to stand up stronger and higher than before. And before you ask “Why do you care? You don’t know anyone in Manchester. You weren’t there. It’s happening to them, not you. You can’t even do anything to help. Why are you getting so worked up about this?”

Because, at the end of the day, it effects all of us–regardless if it does directly or not. Attacks like this have been on a sharp increase for years. You never know where they could strike next. USA? Australia? Canada? Regardless of the aftermath, these sick ISIS fucks are growing bolder and bolder, and are gathering more people for their cause. And this is something that should not be tolerated. We as the people of this shithole of a world should not tolerate this act of violence. There may not be much we can actively do, but we all must remain vigilant. If they seek to divide us…then let’s become stronger than adamantium, vibranium, titanium, and druidaium, and show those fucks that we will NOT be sent packing scared!!!

*breathes deeply* Now that that is off of my chest, I might as well talk a little bit about KoB.

I had an idea for an interaction between Ian and Rachael that’s supposed to happen in Arc 3. It kinda stuck itself into my mind, and I’ve been working it out. I’ve also been working on the third Bns.Ep. of Arc 1. And since Mother’s Day has passed, I’m feeling ready to edit Episode #3 soon. I was also going over the cover pages I have for the Episodes so far. Do you guys wanna know a good trick for making something look cool, yet at the same time, slightly lessen your artistic workload? Silhouettes. They are simple, but can look dynamic, and portray a powerful feeling. I was thinking about taking this approach for all of the KoB Episode covers.

I’ve been dabbling a little bit in Fallout 4. It’s okay, just not my cup of tea. I’m not a huge fan of post-apocalyptic themes, and to be honest, I don’t like how Fallout 4 looks. Too depressing, which I get is the point…but honestly, the bright, natural colors and sets of Skyrim just appeal to me more. As “amateur-ish” this is of me, I’ve been writing fanfic relating to my own past adventures inĀ Skyrim. It just helps me keep writing in general.

Arrivederci~

Of Fickle Weather and Possible Encounters

The weather can’t seem to make up its mind, here in Michigan. On Wednesday and Thursday, it was so hot, I couldn’t sleep. Then I wake up on Friday morning to find it suddenly chilly. I had the window wide open to get some airflow (I sleep better with airflow–especially in the summer).

I forgot about a ritual I had to go to with my husband. It was interesting, but I came back rather drained. Despite that, I didn’t get to bed till around 1:30am. Bad move, considering I had work this morning.

I’ve been working on stuff for the third Bonus Episode of Arc 1. Mostly getting the beginning ironed out, and looking more into lightning scars (for those of you who don’t know what those are, click here to see some examples). Since the BnsEp takes place around Halloween, I’ve been trying to get into a “Halloween” mood. Several months early, but hey, when the mood strikes, it strikes. Mostly listening to scary and creepy stories on YouTube. I actually have my own creepy story I wanted to share. There are several people on YouTube who read scary and creepy stories. I sent an e-mail to one of them, telling my story. I’m not sure if he’ll ever read it, but if he does, I’ll put a link in a WordPress post. It’s not very “scary”, per say, but it is creepy and unnerving, and it still makes me shudder to this day.

I will, however, tell you something creepy that happened to me the other day. If you believe in ghosts and stuff, then you might get it.

See, where I work, it’s kind of associated with death. A long time ago, a worker had a heart attack, right by the kettle, and died. Another worker committed suicide….whether it was inside the shop or not, I don’t remember. It explains the sometimes uneasy feeling I get when I’m there. I’ll feel odd things from time to time. An odd brush of cold air, or the feeling of suddenly being watched, or even followed. A couple of my coworkers have told me stories of a shadowy black figure following them, only for it to be gone within the blink of an eye.

This past Wednesday, I wasn’t doing so hot. My cramps were hitting me really hard, and by the time this happened, I could barely stand straight, and wasn’t able to think clearly. Sometimes, my vision doesn’t work right when I’m in that much pain. Maybe it was the way I turned my head, or the way I flicked my eyes to the side. It still made me do a double-take. I thought a saw a gaunt face with empty black eyes and a sad face, just staring at me. I was at the coffee pots, filling up a cup of coffee for a customer. I did jerk a little, nearly getting the coffee on my hand. Very shortly after I thought I saw this, a weird cold breeze drifted by me again.

I’m not too sure what I saw. It’s up to you guys to draw your own conclusions.

Anyways, I’m exhausted. My new posting schedule has technically already started, now. So I’ll talk to you all on Tuesday.

UPDATE, SUN MAY 21st: I forgot to mention: we have a glass shelf that we keep the reusable coffee cups on. Sometimes, they kinda fall on their own. It just happened again, except this time, it seemed like something knocked them off the shelf on purpose.

~Arrivederci!~