sci-fi · Stories · Uncategorized

Camp NaNo Update ~ The Last Minute Switch

So, for a long while, I had 160 pages as my goal.

And I was perpetually behind.

Today I started with 108 pages and was supposed to be at 144 pages.  I lowered my goal to 130 pages for these last few days of Camp. Otherwise it would just be too stressful since I’ve been floundering in my writing and drawing activity, ideas, and inspiration.

But that isn’t really the last minute switch I want to talk about.  No, it’s just that after a month of trying to come up with new material, whether for Spectra or for some short stories, nothing was consistent.  I didn’t feel like I was making any real progress on stories.

But then I had to edit a scene I wanted to share with a friend, a scene from The Desolation of Kaldoa back in November.  My 75-76 thousand word Nano.

Yeah, I haven’t edited much of it.

I got stuck on feeling like I need to create even MORE new scenes before I would be able to tackle editing.  You know, you write a complete first draft and then edit?  Well, that’s all well and good with a proper book, but with something like Spectra that I want to be a webcomic and include novelizations to deepen the storyline even more, well, that last Nano may have covered material for 2-3 entire books!  (To say nothing of the side book ideas that ballooned after Nano! I’m looking at you Des, stop trying to steal the story from Sheyla.)

So maybe it is time to edit.

Especially since it would be waaaaaaaaay cooler to have sizeable chunks I can share at last instead of hoarding everything indefinitely because I’m trying to gather ALL of my raw material instead of organizing and polishing what I already have.

I was much less lost in the doldrums of story malaise editing that one scene than I have been in maybe this whole last week? More than a week?  My last really good day was the 16th, and then I had an improved day on the 20th, but most of this latter half has been pretty much scraping up one or two pages and not caring much.

But editing.  I edited the scene where Sheyla meets Cool Villainess who originally smashed up my outline and caused me to complain so much.  I guess it’s sort of poetic that I start this with her?  Anyway, it was nice to edit because I started off just copying chunks of text, fixing some typos as Sheyla went about her afternoon, and then, the Villainess entered.  I had to be more careful then, and not simply copy text, but change some wording from my spoilery author titles for characters, to more neutral language, and then there was a portion which was written two different ways and I rewrote a cohesive version, rearranged some things, and still included the wording I really liked.

Perhaps I have found my way to boost my excitement in Spectra.  It’s felt like I’ve been keeping it to myself too long, and now I really need to start drafting a cohesive second draft and work through the beginning.

Except the beginning kinda has the biggest gaps going for it, so there’s still a lot to write there.  Especially now that Des has become such an important character.  He has his own side to the story.

Still, I think I’m going to work through editing a copy of Nano draft, picking it apart, rearranging things so they’re in chronological order, and cutting was is obsolete or doesn’t work, and rewriting new stuff.  It’s gonna be interesting.

I have my raw Nano draft which is ordered by when I wrote the scenes, not the story timeline, so it’s a mess, and then I have a document taking all those bits and putting them in chronologically.  The last third of the draft isn’t in there though, and partway through I stopped using my outline so it’s quite a mess, but with my new copy, I intend to fix things up quite a bit.

Wow, I have nearly a dozen documents for this story and they’re all quite disordered. (That’s not counting my art drafts for it)

I haven’t posted in 10 days.  Well, it’s time to get back making Spectra and getting it out into the world!

Here’s the main rewritten snippet:

Enraged, the woman lifted her hand against the robot, smashing it down so hard that it grazed the tile floor for several meters and the blue magic was gone.  Only a withering collection of electric sparks remained of the robot’s power. She opened Sheyla’s coat and extracted an envelope from an inner pocket, disdainful of the panicked faces of onlookers seeing her destroy an official Union robot.

Life · Uncategorized

Praying for My Future Husband

Because between writing my planetary apocalypses I’m a sap at heart.  No, sappy at heart.  I checked, “sap” had about 5 definitions and none of them were remotely near “hopeless romantic.”  The closest was “a foolish or gullible person.” Not so much “a bludgeon or club.” That one was new to me.

*My characters stare at me*

Nevermind. I am a ferocious club bent on bludgeoning them relentlessly.

(Technically “sappy” is just sentimental rather than romantic, but whatever.)

Perhaps I am nervous for having written such a rabbit trail intro when you can google the words just like I did 2 minutes ago. Anyway.

I pray for my future husband frequently.  It’s pretty common for Christians to pray for their future spouse.  It’s something for us singles to do besides mope and maybe it saves The One from Mortal Peril in that Providentially prodded moment of intercession.

Point being, I need to work on adding a little more depth to my prayers for him.  (Man, if I’m gonna write about him, I’d like something shorter to say than future husband or the ambiguous him.  That Guy. Yeah.)

My prayers usually go like this:

“God, please be with him and help him.”

“God, please bring us together.”

“Am I gonna meet him soon???!!!”


I mean, it does get to the point, but…I gotta add a little meat to it.  Not that I never have longer prayers, it’s just harder to see that I’m consistent with them.

Plus, what if he’s engaged in epic spiritual warfare battles and I can join in from who knows how many miles away and stuff like that with just a prayer? A slightly more interesting prayer to talk about when I meet him. Then we’ll realize dramatic “coincidences” happened to save each other in the nick of time from whatever problem, and that just sounds way more fantastical.

Yeah, this is about injecting some magic sparkles into my everyday spiritual life.  And pink hearts.  Duh.

So, there’s some traits I’m he’ll keep growing in, or whatever is going on with him.

Things like: Holiness, purity, kindness, patience, bravery, strength, safety, and…honor

*Dumps the Heavy Pail of Enormous Emotional Exertion out onto this blog post*

Blehhhh…Writing about all of this makes me want to forget about it all!

(Inferior Fe: “I am exhausted! But I did a thing!!”)

I just need to get back to writing about messed up dystopias, or drawing worlds ending, or whatever, and then I’ll be ready to go to see what other singles are doing to pray for their future spouses.  ❤ ❤ ❤

So, yeah.  Have some pink, floating hearts, magic sparkles, explosions, and fight those demons and stuff.  IT’S FOR TRUE LOVE!!!

Because then, it sounds more like some kind of cliche fantasy adventure or something.

Ironically, I wrote this right after developing a twist in my story that will wreck my poor characters’ romance and leave them sad and miserable…and feel betrayed.


And I am halfway through my NaNo goal. 80/160!!!

Okay, I think that’s enough life stuff for now.

Art · sci-fi · Uncategorized

Spectra Concept Art: Redhead Overlooking the City


I drew a sketch and then I colored it and realized it was pretty much three different characters trying to be figured out at once. Sigh.  They aren’t figured out at all.  It’s rather ridiculous the more I think about it.  Oh…actually, it could be inspiration for four different characters.

Why do I have so many that look similar?  Why does music give me visions of redheads with actions that match a character I don’t want to be a redhead?

This delayed me in catching up to Nano with simpler comic sketches, but I consider it well worth it.

sci-fi · Stories · Uncategorized

Camp NaNo Spectra Sketches

This is an update post for Camp NaNo.

Because, man, I gotta remember my whole alien invasion, galactic warfare, terrible dystopia thing I’ve got going on.  With a couple of sketches.

Right now I’m at 55 pages out of 160.  And I need to be at 69 pages.  Not all of these pages are Spectra though.

But 23 of them are a messily sketched scene all about snowmobiling.  Until Des finally says that one tiny smidge of plot-relevant dialogue right at the end of it, and then we switch to Sheyla’s perspective.  Good thing I’m not trying to make finished pages and chucking them out here when I have no idea what I’m doing.


Look at that grandeur!  That spectacular pinnacle of art and technical understanding of machines, limbs, and physics!  Also, this is page 13, but it takes 10 pages to land and discuss Plot.  Clearly I need to not do cinematics and choreography while simultaneously figuring out what they say during a heavy conversation.

Moving on to Sheyla.


Color makes things way more interesting, don’t you think?  The olive green is her magic sight of snazzy electrical powers that DOOM her.

Anyway, next I have to figure out how to make her parents unboring cardboard if I want to keep working on this chronologically.

That’s pretty much it, I just need to keep doing these casual color sketches and I’ll be way more satisfied with the result.

Art · poetry · The Black Rose · Uncategorized

Love Poem: Closer or Further


Closer or further

Where will we find each other

My heart faints for you


I’m lost in mists of time

Calling and longing as are you

Hoping for sight not dreams




A path in the dark

A shadow journey nowhere

One beam of moonlight


A sword waits for me

Is it lonely and gloomy

Or my Destiny



Caught between two worlds

There is magic and glory

But alone it fades


Where will I find you

Hope never vanishes away

Never becomes whole



Pages of poetry and illustrations are saving my Nano now.  Probably will make a sort of story with my Black Rose premise.