So, yes, I am doing exactly what the title says I am doing. I’m writing a novel about my favorite foursome; Coulta, Wildas, Myri, and Anil. And I’m posting it as I go, which is totally, completely new for me.
So, where can you find this?
At my page on GA. It’s a really cool site, by the way. Lots of excellent writing goes on there.
And no, I’m not doing a November book haul post, only because I just got one book. It was Inheritance by Christopher Paolini. And, because there are now exactly zero bookstores where I live (unless I want to drive forty minutes) it was a hassle getting it the day it came out. I went to K-Mart and it wasn’t there. I had to backtrack to get to Target, and there it was, on its nice display. Took my forever to find it, though. Barnes and Noble, why you no take over empty store left by Borders? I feel such sadness, having no bookstores here. I shouldn’t have to buy my books at Target if I don’t want to buy online! Sigh, and end rant.
Clearly, I’m exhausted and should get some sleep. Wait, what is sleep?
First things first, Vows is now available in paperback – I just checked. Happy dance time! And link!
So, I’m still reading like a machine, but much less frequently than I had been. School has gotten obnoxious. Yes, the worst part about being an author and a full time college student is that being a full time college student comes first. Sadly, I have long ago accepted that writing will not be my career, so grades are my priority. I’m majoring in accounting, and now that the Phi Theta Kappa honor society has inducted me, I have to keep my GPA above 3.5. And, on that note, I have four tests this week – one earlier today, two tomorrow, and one on Thursday. Then, on Friday I am meeting with an admissions counsilor at RIT to ask about transferring. That will kill me more than community college.
I haven’t been able to write anything in weeks and it’s killing me. Well, my characters are turning murderous against me. I have Spring Break coming in April, but I’m getting my wisdom teeth out that week. Yet, I have to wonder if maybe the Vicodin might improve my writing… Ha, we shall see. It gets me a few days off from the cashiering job, that’s the good thing.
Alas, I should be studying. Someone get me off this computer!
Time for another edition of Soundtrack Sunday! And once again it is a song for Vows!
Okay, so apparently it’s not going to allow me to post the video at the moment. I bet it’s because it’s a Vevo one. Go find it on Youtube. It’s Bring me to Life by Evanescence. And while you’re there, tell Vevo to jump off a bridge.
Here is the description for Vows:
Coulta has only known one life: the life of a slave, forced to carry out the cruel commands of a power-hungry lord with generations of anger raging behind his every action. The only friend and family he has ever had is the servant who raised him like an older sister would. The only things he has ever been able to count on are the orders to kill, and the agony it causes him.
But everything changes when he is ordered to assassinate Phelin’s Crown Prince. For the first time, he has the ability to make a choice, the right choice, and change his life for the better – but with that comes the risk of losing the only friend he’s ever had, and everything he stands to gain. His very choice may spark a civil war.
If you would like to buy the ebook, the price on Smashwords is $2.49. The Amazon Kindle will be $2.99 and the paperback will be $12. I will announce when the last two options are available. But really, if you have a Kindle I suggest the Smashwords edition. It’s the same thing, and it’s cheaper, and it’s available now. Hint hint, wink wink.
And in honor of Vows, this week’s Soundtrack Sunday is a song for Coulta:
Time for another edition of Short Story Saturday! This time we have the first part of a short series I wrote for my creative writing class a few years ago. In it, you will find some characters who are major players in Vows (though I eased up on their strict adherence to tradition in the novel). Enjoy!
Saga of an Outcast; Part I
The room was darkening with the setting sun, and the flames from wall-mounted torches danced eerily in the Grand King’s office. Grand King Deandre was pacing before the darkening window, his hands clenched in tight fists that swung dangerously as he moved. The torchlight made his tight jaw and scowling brows more frighteningly defined. Second King Shelton stood watching him, fingering his nearly non-existent beard as thoughts moved rapidly through his mind the way they always did. Queens Xiao and Yvona were standing beside each other, hands over their mouths. Yvona was crying.
It was young Prince Evant that all the fuss was over. He stood, arms crossed, as his brown eyes followed his father’s movements. No matter what any of them said or did, he was not going to give in. It didn’t matter to him that he was still only eleven years old, or that he was attempting to sever tradition. His happiness was what he valued.
Deandre stopped pacing to turn his tall, powerful frame to his son, locking his brown eyes upon him. “Tell me how you came to this conclusion,” he demanded.
Evant didn’t fall under the intended intimidation. “I won’t follow the traditional customs of marriage,” he replied levelly, “because I don’t understand how it is right to do so.”
“What do you mean it isn’t right?” his father demanded. “The people of Phelin have followed this tradition since the first royal family took power three hundred years ago! No member of the royal family can rightfully refuse this tradition!”
The prince was beginning to feel annoyed. “I refuse,” he declared.
“You are a Phelin prince!” Deandre bellowed. “You will not refuse!”
“I already have!” Evant snapped.
The Grand King took a great step forward, hands outstretched as if to grab the boy. Xiao grasped Yvona’s arm so violently that both their bodies swayed a moment before they stood perfectly still, wide eyes fixed upon their family before them. Shelton acted swiftly, jumping into Deandre’s path before any harm could be done.
“Don’t touch him,” he warned, gripping the other man’s wrist. “Be sane.”
Evant swallowed hard, for the first time losing his nerve. Deandre had never acted so threateningly towards him before.
Deandre took one look at the Second King’s lavender eyes and turned away. He went to sit by the window, a look of anger still plastered to his aging face. Shelton glanced over at the wives, who were still holding each other in fear. “I think Evant should be allowed the right to speak,” he said, “without any of us interrupting.”
It took a moment for Evant to remember what was going on, but as he watched the rest of his parents sit, he felt his old determination slowly trickling back to him. He sat down on a cushioned wooden chair and thought over what he would say.
“Speak,” Deandre ordered him.
Evant built up his confidence and began, “I do not wish to take part in the traditional marriage custom. I don’t think it right, in my own opinion, to take two wives and a husband. I don’t believe it possible for me to love three equally.”
“We do,” Deandre replied sharply.
“For the most part,” Shelton added in a grumble.
The Grand King’s eyes flashed to him, but the Second King merely shrugged. “Then what do you intend?” Deandre demanded of his son, looking back at him.
Evant stared straight into those brown eyes identical to his own. “I intend to marry only one person, the first man or woman I find I love.”
Deandre made a sound that was something of a snarl and rose again to his feet. He would have gone for Evant if only Shelton and Xiao hadn’t grabbed his violet robes. “You must follow the tradition!” he yelled, straining against the hold and causing Yvona to put a protective arm around their boy. “You’re a prince of Phelin!”
“But I’m not the heir!” Evant yelled right back. “Wildas is! And even if he dies I won’t take his place!”
“If your bothers could hear you say such things! You are much too young to make a declaration such as this!” his father argued.
The prince rose to his feet in protest. “I am not!”
Deandre glared at him. “This sin is punishable by death,” he reminded him. “By choosing this, you have chosen to be hanged.”
Xiao and Shelton jumped in front of him, both pressing their hands to his chest. The Grand King struggled to push them away, but though his body was more massive than his two tall and thin spouses, they easily held him back from attempting to reach Evant again.
“Don’t you dare put your son to the death!” Xiao hissed at him while Shelton continued to tell their husband to relax.
“Deandre!” Yvona called, raising her voice over the others as Evant sat shocked beside her. “If you take his life from him I refuse to remain your wife.”
They all looked at her, wide-eyed.
“If he dies under your control, I leave,” she went on. “No matter how I love you, I cannot tolerate a man who kills his son for choices he makes. Shelton and Xiao may be able to forgive, but I cannot.”
“If you must be rid of him,” Shelton added suddenly and quietly, “banish him from the country. Please, allow him to live.”
Deandre locked eyes on his son, now nearly trembling. “All right,” he responded. “Evant, you are to pack what you can carry. This is your last night in the castle of the royal family of Phelin.”
With slightly shaking legs the prince got up and left the room. For a moment he considered begging for forgiveness and agreeing to his father’s demands, but he knew he couldn’t bring that show of weakness to himself.
Looks like I won’t be writing much tonight. Next up is a major scene and I want enough time to do it justice. School nights just don’t allow that. Stupid educational institution that will get me a good job eventually.
That’s pretty much why I completely forgot about Soundtrack Sunday yesterday – SO MUCH bloody business homework. Well, I shall post a video a day late, at the end of this random post.
I managed to finish reading two books today: Staying Power by Anne Somerville while waiting for my business law class to start – on my wonderful Kindle – and Lessons in Love by Charlie Cochrane when I needed a break from studying. Somerville’s book I loved, just like all her books, but Cochrane’s not so much. Don’t think I’ll be keeping with that series. And now I have my reading stats update:
Total books read: 9
Total pages read: 3954 (Kindle ebooks not included)
Days in the year: 66
Average pages read per day: 59.9
Yikes, I’m a machine this year. Anyway, time for some music! This song is for the main character from Vows. Enjoy.