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Cover art

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

I never really know what to make of things when you get someone else’s interpretation of your work. Here’s the cover art for the ebook of Emun of Mor, due out real soon…

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It almost died…

Sunday, August 29th, 2010

The saga that is.

As a Christian many people with think that I write so pretty weird stuff, nay even demonic. I write about worlds filled with magic and wonderful creatures, impossible worlds and walking nightmares. Why? I have no idea other than that is what I like. I could write romance, historical stuff, horror, sci-fi etc etc In fact I have written some of those but at the moment the dominating genre in my thinking is fantasy.

I love the world that I have created, I see it in my mind, I can taste it, touch it smell, hear the sounds of battle and sense the life in the world in which it all takes place. If that ever stops then I will have stop too. When those close to me object, sometimes angrilly, it is upsetting as I have no explanation for why I do it other than the fact that I do.

Since my last entry here, I have a serious downer. Spent too much time listening to the condemnatory voices that rattle around in my mind like a scavenger feeding on the tiniest scraps of life. It took me sometime to get over it, when those nearest to you are the ones ‘attacking’ you it hurts bad. Emotional pain is worse than physical, emotions gnaw at you for years without mercy and even when you think that you have conquered one it can still come back and bite you again and again.

I have of course written something, a few thousand words, which will of course grow and grow as the story lines twist and weave themselves in and out of each other and I just have to know where its going. Don’t you?

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A long time coming

Thursday, July 29th, 2010

Ok, so I’ve been writing this fantasy saga for around three years. I’m 327 000 words in (third part) and finally the character that I first envisioned at the start shows her true colours. It’s not been easy to do as I love the character and the story and won’t have it turn into a horror novel, so here she is: the vamp.

Bernie sat on the roof of Arrborn’s house watching a cat stalk a mouse in the alleyway by the front door but what the cat did not know was that a larger predator was fast asleep at the other end of the alley and would not appreciate being woken up by a cat. A muted yelp was the last sound that the cat would ever make as the terrified mouse ran as fast as its scurrying feet could carry it. Bernie chuckled quietly to herself as she stood up and stretched out her arms. As she did so the darkest of imaginable purple straps appeared all over her body wrapping her in their skin tight embrace. Her long black hair billowed momentarily like a sail seizing the full strength of a storm. She lowered her head turning her eyes toward Oumtuk where an old score was about to be settled. Bernie turned toward the north and sprang from Arrborn’s roof landing silently on another rooftop three streets away. She leapt again snatching a small bat from the air which she held to her mouth and drained the creature of its life until it was a dried out husk which she dropped from her hand like a child’s toy glider that smashed into the houses below disintegrating in a cloud of dust. Bernie smiled to herself, energised, she half -leapt-half-flew across the city of El Aroi, clearing the mouth of the Great Cauldron in a single bound. Soon she was ascending the mountains that separated Grimlaw from Oumtuk snatching up small creatures as she went infusing their lives with her own. She was going to need something more substantial for the days ahead as she did not wish Emun to discover her true nature…

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Writing style analysis…

Monday, July 19th, 2010

According to a website my current piece of the saga ‘The Cord’ is written in the style of

I write like
Chuck Palahniuk

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and Emun is more like

I write like
J. K. Rowling

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and as for Lo the Prophet

I write like
H. P. Lovecraft

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The Darklings approach

Tuesday, July 13th, 2010

Well, they’ve been hinted at since near the start of the saga and now they draw ever nearer. This a test of how I want to portray the Darklings (vampires and other creatures of the night) within the saga.

This text will not appear as is it is merely to show how they think and act.

With my eyes closed I can feel all of the living things that surround you. The cockroach with its quivering antennae and hooked feet that tug at the fibres of your discarded clothes. There’s a moth fluttering around the night-light that dimly glows by the skirting board. And the mouse, scurrying beneath your bedside table dining on those crumbs that you dropped in your hurry to switch off the light. Then there is you with your face turned toward the pallid moon that colours your skin a pale gray through the open curtains rippling in the breath of the night.

The moon may be cool but your skin is warm I can feel the passion within your soul: your desires are not unknown to me. I open my eyes to look upon your partially covered flesh the silken wraps in which you sleep reveal everything that you would wish to conceal. I move in close; you purr softly as you sense me draw nigh your flesh. My breath is intoxicating. As you turn toward me your wrappings slip from your porcelain-like skin revealing the fullness of your glory. I close my eyes once more so that I may feel your rhythm rise in the anticipation of our embrace. I can smell your perfumed neck infused with the rich aroma of your musk. Your blood is close now I can feel it swirling through your heart as it beats to the rhythm of my own. Already we are one even before my lips are upon your neck and then with a soft sigh you are mine. Our blood is one.

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