Current Projects

I received the comment that my last post was a little random so I thought I should try and put up something that actually links into my work as a writer and not just the weird ramblings that sometimes constitute to a decentish story. So here we go; current projects!

 

‘The Lady Winters’

I currently have 25000 words of plot-less nonsense with random characters and very few links between said random characters. The next step with this is going to have to be some serious planning. Two years of the panster technique has got me a fairly decent foundation to work on but now I’m flaking in the swampy middle bit of the novel , but I’m determined to refuse sinking under into the pit of failed novel despair that surely awaits if I don’t clean up my act.

I have some some characters that I adore though.

Sophia Fall is currently my favourite, though that isn’t her real name and even I forget what he real name actually is most of the time. (Hazardous when writing certain chapters.) I think developing her back-story will be the first move in my new plan of attack. I already have the framework but already I can see numerous tangents of development to wander down. Most will probably never see the light outside my computer screen but that’s fine. As long as there is something more than what there is now to dreg up when I need a motivation boost.

 

‘The Terrifying Life Of Henry Granger’/’The Debt’

Henry Granger by Miss Antonia Brennan I’m probably going back to the original chapter, I’m probably going to double back on my ideas for the plot and I’m probably going to reduce the importance of Evie Fallows in the book. Henry was the inspiration that started me writing so I think I need to give him centre stage once more and focus in on his story, since the original title would suggest he is the main character of the book. ‘The Terrifying Life of Henry Granger’ is also no longer a novel but a novella with a target word count of 30,000 words. If this was ‘The Lady Winters’ the first draft would be almost done. As before some planning is needed but I’m going to focus on writing chapters first and salvaging what I can from the original drafts. I think most of the story is there so ‘The Terrifying Life Of Henry Granger’ should be knocked into some sort of almost finished state by the end of the Summer. Make sure to comment regularly and ask how it’s going to get a first hand taste of the epicenes of my “almost there” speeches.

 

‘Obscurite’/ ‘The Midnight Runaway’/ ‘Wooden City’

Tara by Miss Antonia Brennan

I started looking at this again the other day and though I’ve got some new ideas cropping up I’m going to focus on ‘The Lady Winters’ and ‘The Terrifying Life of Henry Granger’ before I return to this. [Are you starting to see my tendency towards abandoning novels halfway?]

You’ll see snippets cropping up in the flash fiction challenges I do, but that will be the same of all my projects since I’m trying to push my writing forward using the prompts as snapshots of storyline possibilities.

‘Headquarters’

If you don’t know what ‘Headquarters’ is then read. There are now two halves of the story line ‘Safe Haven’ and ‘Central Command’. I’m working on them both but updates might slow a little over the next two/three months since I will be finishing up my second year of uni and I need focus my attentions on getting a good grade since I really want to manage at least a 2:1 by the end of third year so I can go on a do a masters [funds be willing.] The posts are disjointed and pretty much free-write the whole way through. I don’t want to worry too much about perfecting a storyline with these, I want them to be a fun, interesting read for anyone interested and a useful writing exercise for myself. If I start redrafting these posts over and over then I will be taking away from time I could spend on the other projects getting ready to try and get them finished and published.

 

Twenty’

Twenty is the self-published collection that will be coming out in April. The content has been finalised and it is now just about working out the typos and kinks with presentation. At least something seems near completion.

 

 

Anyway, those are the main projects that are currently lingering on, around and under my desk. Feel free to bug me about the progress of any of them, the nagging will probably do me good. Are there any projects lurking in the background of your mind currently?

 

by Miss Antonia Brennan 

Random picture of myself and the Illustrator. All will be explained in the next post.

Writers Block, Creative Friends, Art and Literature

Now I was supposed to do this a couple of weeks ago. But for those of you who know me, asking me do get something done that is not deadline specific is close to asking me to do a triple backflip. I may do it, the likelihood of it taking place is just very low. But when it comes to promised favours I just have a sieve like memory, it’s a struggle to keep thoughts from slipping through the cracks.

Anyway, back to the original point of the post. Those of you following will have already seen that some of my friends are somewhat creatively minded, (and completely off the wall.) Now I’ve been told that my blog is apparently drawing in a reasonable amount of traffic (this may be an overstatement) and that as a ‘friend’ it seems reasonable that I will try and introduce those who read my work, to the fantastic works of those I know.

Now I have no problem with this. I really don’t mind including such pieces as Amber Rose’s paintings.

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(www.horseswithmoustaches.deviantart.com)

Her artwork is utterly fantastic and I love the way she uses colours, it’s just when I come to write a post about what a great artists she is… I suddenly loose any ability that I previously had in relation to writing. It is utterly ridiculous! I have three plotlines that I am currently working on, a few others on the backburner, a script for the New Views competition and now and again I will throw out the odd poem or short story to try and extend my writing range. I should really be able to write a post about the brilliance of my friends.

It’s not as if I don’t have plenty of material to work from, it seems that the majority of my close friends are incredible when it comes to drawing or writing, the first of which I hold an extreme amount of jealousy for. If you read the website regularly you will know that Toni has created pretty much all the artwork that has been so far included, even my profile picture. Henry Granger would not be the same without her.

Henry

Miss ‘Resident Pokémon’ Jad Walters is able to create some of the most stunning cartoons that I have ever seen and it never fails to amaze me how little confidence she has in her own talents.  So! MissDemofax-El Wafflecat Izwizmus Twitchypaws the Almighty  I shall remind you once again of your epicness and show to you all that she is as brilliant as I say since I’ve having a post dedicated to my friends. (Am I not wonderful? Yes I know that is so very, very vain.)

 

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(http://silver-serval.deviantart.com/)

Owls with attitude!

My friends are not limited just to artists who can draw. I should mention that Miss Walters is also a fantastic story teller, and almost every character she draws has some fantastical background to it and a life story that you could not believe. Trust me, I have heard the tales on many a DT lesson, what goes on within the hallowed walls of her mind is to be bother feared and envied. But as I was saying, writers also make up my immediate of wonderful friends.

For a few weeks now there has been an extra link on my website to a blog of one Kyra Leigh. In her own works, a bit of a berk and an all round procrastinator, but still a great friend and really brilliant writer and aspiring photographer.

Gundrun, daughter of Giuki, has left the world. Through the gateway of a burning pyre, she melted away all wrongs committed against her, leaving only the task to find Sigurd, husband and killer of Fafnir[1], to be done.

 

The Final Lay of Gudrun

by Kyra Leigh

Down on the road to Hel she

Trod, no longer feeling the

Embrace of forests’ worst fear[2].

Towards her first brave warrior she

Went, radiant still in the hall’s

Bleak gloom.

To him, the greatest hero, she

Sought. Not stopping, ever stepping

‘Til the head’s[3] sweet whispers she heard

Buried deep in

Odin’s wisdom wells.

And to him she cries:

“Wise head of Mimir,

Turn your face towards me and answer

This one question.

“Where is my husband, Sigurd,

Slaughtered by my brothers[4] and

Left to feed eager ravens?”

And to her he advised:

“Mourning wife and mother of heroes,

Turn your face away from me

For I shall not speak.

“Until the Doom of Gods[5]

I will keep my silence,

Though a heavy burden it may be.”

And to him she cried again:

“Wise head of Mimir,

Turn your face towards me and answer

Another question, please.

“Where else can I find knowledge

Such as yours. To find my

Husband is all.”

And to her he advised:

“Mourning wife and mother of heroes,

Turn your face away from me

For I shall not speak.

“His betrayer[6], her you must find

Amongst the troll women, cold[7].

For she loved him too.”

Down the road to Hel she

Trod. Colder and paler she became.

Towards her first brave warrior she

Went, shining still under the Ash’s

Vast shadow[8].


[1]In simple terms, a dragon.

[2] FIRE

[3] This is the head of Mimir who, after being beheaded by the Vanir (Most likely for being really irritating ¬¬ ), became an oracle of sorts to Odin.

[4] After they thought that he had been sleeping around with Brynhild, Gunnar’s wife. Gunnar (being a bit of  sap, let’s face it) got Sigurd to pretend to be him and retrieve the lady from a circle of flames. They shared a bed, but never got it on.

[5] Ragnarok! Woop!

[6] Brynhild. When she was eventually told the truth of the matter, she was naturally ticked off and told everyone that she had slept with him when she hadn’t, hence Sigurd’s murder later on. Unfair really, poor bloke.

[7] When she achieved her revenge, Brynhild also topped herself and a load of her servants.

[8] Under the great tree called Yggdrasil which, I suppose you could say, forms the back bone of the worlds. Hel is at its roots.

(kyraleigh.wordpress.com)

(http://justtsuki.deviantart.com/)

When it comes to poetry I often think that she beats me hands down.

Now I would also like to include my other best friend Alice, and my younger (but not little) sister JoJo. But I have no idea where online to find either of them, Jad, Kyra and Amber have all been pretty much electronically thrown at me over the past few months so I couldn’t fail to see them.

Anyway, I hope that you will spend the time to check out some more of their work, Amber’s work is available for purchase and commission, Kyra updates on a fairly regular basis with consistently good stuff and Jad just spits out the odd diamond of brilliance now and again but they really are diamond when she does.  There, I think I’m pretty much sorted in the friendship favours department for a few months at least, see you all soon and keep reading! I have a cup of tea to go make.