Nano- The Writing is REAL!

Day one of Nano was all about writing down the bones: Setting scenes, creating characters ( or, in my case this year, bringing a dead character back to life), and generally just a huge amount of brainstorming. I dedicated about 6 hours to Nano over the course of yesterday dawn to dusk. I’m satisfied with the ending of 5546 words that actually resemble something.

Now, the hard part begins. Now, it’s time to put some meat on those bones I wrote yesterday. Ah, where to begin… where to begin…. Well, that at least, I know. My writing method often involves starting with the climax of the story. I’ve watched so many young authors ( including myself back in the day) struggle when it comes to the end of their story to create the “perfect” climax. I decided long ago to take that stress away and just start with the end. Sounds strange, but I find that by doing that, I’m able to remain focused. It helps me to get my foreshadowing into a proper perspective, keeps my scenes leading toward that end, too. It works for me.

So, yesterday, that was where my focus was… creating the climax. At least, that’s what I hope I did. Of course, it’s possible that my climax may end up as a denouement, but that’s a risk I’m willing to take.

So, how did your first day go? Are you happy with what you accomplished? Has your snacking produced the proper sugar high to carry you through, yet? heheh! I hope you are having a successful Nano so far. Keep the ink flowing, or the keyboard scorching. ~ Shalom, Tynder Mcfry

Nano Day 1 progress…

Well, it’s Day One in Nano. I started last evening at Midnight Greenwich Mean Time (GMT, or as Hubby calls it UTC) which meant it was 8pm EST. I hit the ground running, so to say. I laid down a few thousand words before I called it a night. It was surprisingly easy, probably given that the words have been in my head for a week or more, just waiting to be committed to the screen.

When I left off, my MC was playing a game of Tan (similar to chess) on a life-size game board buried deep within a Hedgerow maze. When I first began the series “Designer Disease: Sins of Science” I was particularly fascinated by garden mazes. This was long before the movie “Maze Runner” or “Hunger Games”, or even “Harry Potter”. The maze, to me, had to be a scary place where few ventured, and fewer survived. As the series progressed from one book to the other (38 in total) the maze always played a role. The role was a minor one, but there nonetheless.

Sigh… why oh why am I embarking on yet another story with the same characters? Same universe? Etc… To be honest, I’m just being lazy. I don’t feel up to creating a whole new universe at the moment. My body is aching, and my mind is just plain tired. So, drag out the old, well-beloved, characters and run with it. My MC has always been a pivotal character in the series… a bulwark, a firm foundation, a heavy anchor, etc. But, there really is very little known about him prior to coming to his present state (and that of the entire series), so I thought that I would enhance knowledge of him and why he is probably the most unlikely hero you’d ever have known.

In the meantime, there’s some exploration into the meaning of honor, and how man measures up to the concept. At least, that’s the “social issue” aspect of Classic SciFi that I intend to pursue. We’ll see how it goes. In the meantime, Happy NANO to All who are writing this month. May your words be many, and your plots profound!

~Shalom, Bear (aka Tynder Mcfry in Nanoland)

Current Word Count: 4506

Nano Prepping…

Let the Nano prep work begin!

Good morning and welcome to Chaos Central Command (C3). On this perfectly dreary day you will see that the prep work for the grand NAtional NOvel WRIting MOnth has begun. Entrance into the world of Nano has been secured… along with updating info for this year’s write! YEAH!

Nutritional Department -A shelf of snack foods has been graciously stocked with both healthy and decadent snackings. Let’s see… hmmm…. There’s granola bars, wheat thins, popcorn, and assorted candies left over from Trunk-R-Treat. Water bottles are filled and placed in fridge to keep them cold, too. A new stash of coffee is ready to go, and a splurge of flavored creamer will be a nice treat. The freezer is packed with chicken nuggets and pizza rolls as well as pop-ices. The food department is covered. Boom – done!

Origination Department -Now, onto other writing essentials… Paper – yeah, got that. Two reams of college rule paper stacked beside the desk, and a three ring binder waiting to be used. Pencils for the all important brain storming sessions – Boom-done! A whole shoebox full! Pens- Got that, though you can never seem to have enough. By my estimate I have about a ream of paper’s worth of ink at the standby.

Technology Department – In the works as we speak. Hubby is currently putting in a new OS on my desktop. The last one had some kinks and sometimes it’s easier just to wipe and reinstall, so that’s what he’s doing while I type this on the laptop. So, while that’s in order, I checked to make sure I had enough keyboards for the month (One year I went through 3 new ones! Ach!). 2 wired and 1 wireless…. good to go, I hope! Storage devices – Hmm… 6 empty flash drives at 1 gb each, 2 -1 Terabyte drives with plenty of extra space around what’s already there. So, I think I’m going to be good in that realm.

I’ve downloaded/installed “Discord” to keep in touch with my local/regional ML and other groupies. I’ll also keep my WordPress blog friends updated on my progress… we all need to brag a little, eh?

I think that covers the bases… well, except for the actual writing part. Hmm, what shall I call that department… CHAOS, of course! LOL! I’ve got to come up with the words for that acronym that would be appropriate. That ought to give me at least one little brainstorming session.

C- Characterization – Hmm, don’t have that yet.

H – Horrendous Happenings (Formerly referred to as climax scene) – Hmm, don’t have that yet, either. Year before last, I began Nano with nuking the choir….

A- Absolute Insanity – Oh, yeah, got that one covered easily! HEHEHEHEHEEhehehehehehh!

O – Operational conditioning – Why that word? It just popped into my head.

S – Hmmm…. stuck here. The word Syncopation comes to mind, but…. well, maybe “Stands Ready” would be more apt.

So, it’s soon to be off to the races! I’m looking forward to the challenge and hope my muses comply. They’ve been pretty silent the last few weeks… like maybe they’re resting up for the show. hehe! I think you can call me a “Pantser” this year, with a streak of “Rebel” lurking in the shadows. I know I’d like to add to the “Where Honor Lies” story that’s simmering on the back burner at the moment. Yet, the urge to create an entirely new universe is also lurking and tumbling about…. perhaps waiting for the big bang that will knock it into existence. We’ll see what happens.

I do Nano on GMT (Greenwich Mean Time), so here in America that means that my writing will begin at 7pm on Sunday evening… Just when all the little ghoulies will be roaming about. Perhaps I’ll find some inspiration in that. Anyway, my pen is poised, notebook at my hand. Let the glorious torture begin!

YEEEEHHAAAA!

What More?

Charles stared at the steel, all that was left of the dancing grid. The lives were lost. The spark of their souls would never flicker with the joy they barely contained that morning.

‘It’s a fitting monument, don’t you think?’ One of the bystanders said. ‘They were the best.’

‘See what it got them.’ Bitter sarcasm caused the words to cut into Charles’ soul. ‘They should’ve protected them.’

‘What more could they do? It was a failure in a rubber gasket. One that had been checked thrice before the show.’ Another spoke up with authority in his voice.

wc: 98

Author’s note: Off the cuff this week. I’m prepping for Nano… who knows why? This may morph into something for “Where Honor Lies”, or not. Just a little brainstorm session this morning. Anyone else going to take the Nano plunge for November???

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Douglas M. MacIlroy

Condimental…

I haven’t felt much like writing. It’s like being surrounded by condiments but with nothing to put them on. The ideas are there. The paper and pens stand ready. The muse is ever tapping out a familiar rhythm in my head. All the condiments, so to say are in place and ready for use. Yet, ….

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

The ever so clever Keith Hillman designed this one and I had to snag it! CLICK TO JOIN

Cenotaph

The colonist’s entered the church in silence. The reality of the day overwhelming them. One by one, they filed past the wooden crates that bore the bodies of Emri and Zithri. Beside them sat their only son, Miklak. In time, he would become as loved as his parents, but that wouldn’t be for years to come. For now, he was a child bereft of family.

Miklak misshapen limbs painfully cramped from being so still. He wanted to do anything but sit here in silence.

‘Will this day never end?’ He thought.

Wc: 91

Cenotaph: /ˈsenəˌtaf/ : a monument to someone buried elsewhere, especially one commemorating people who died in a war.

Author’s Note: I wonder what kind of cenotaph would be appropriate to Emri and Zithri, the first humans to repopulate the Earth after it’s nuclear wars had decimated the landscape? And, what kind of person will this little boy become? I’ve already written the story of Miklak in other stories, so I know that he will be just as great as his parents were and he will “colonize” a new world within their world.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Dale Rogerson.

Let There Be Light!

Author’s Note: this picture was so inspiring this week that I had to double-dip it. That said, both stories fit well with one another, so enjoy…. Backstory: Another tale in the ongoing saga of Emir & Zithri as they venture into recolonizing Terra Firma…

Part One…

Emri stood in the promenade, staring up at the lights. He’d always taken them for granted. Now, he looked at them in a different light. In a few minutes, they would be extinguished and the era of shipboard life would be ended. He’d come back to the ship for the last day’s festivities. After the lights were dimmed, they would be removed and transported down with the last load of what could be recycled. It was the ending of an era, and the beginning of a new one.

With a shaking hand, he reached out…

Click.

The world went dark.

Part Two…

Zithri twisted her hands; after all this time, they would have electric. It would only be what the generator could provide… but, there would be light. She’d missed the gentle glow in the evenings as they’d danced on the promenade or watched movies at the cinema complex. She felt a clogging in her throat and a burning in her eyes as Emri lifted the end of the cords and held them out to her.

‘Do you want to do the honors?’ He smiled.

‘Let’s do it together.’ She put her hands on his.

Light suddenly filled the room.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Liz Young.

CLICK to Ride

First Fruits

Another adventure of Emri and Zithri upon the recolonization of Earth….

Tears coursed Emri’s cheeks as the first load of crops exit the field. It was something he had dreamed of seeing for all of his life. It represented the fact that they could survive here, versus the ship that still orbited above.

‘It’s beautiful, isn’t it?’ Aaron asked.

‘Yes, it is.’ Emri smiled. ‘God has truly blessed us and we will give our portion back to him.’

‘The women have created a feast to celebrate the harvest.’

‘Tonight’s fire will be bright.’ Emri nodded to where they would stack the bales, add the first harvests of vegetables and fruits.

wc: 99

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Sandra Crook.

Relic

Charles paused by Stephen’s bookcase, his eye catching on an old metal toy. ‘Where did you get this?’

‘The last Terran excavation.’ Stephen explained.

‘Has it been tested?’

‘Yes, radiation levels were deemed safe.’ Stephen rose to join him.

‘So, now they’re selling off pieces of Terra as tourist trinkets, too.’ Charles sighed.

‘That bothers you?’

Charles glared at him. ‘This is a child’s toy. A child…’ His voice broke. ‘… a child lost through adult stupidity, Stephen. A whole world lost to human stupidity.’

Stephen nodded silently, watching as Charles lift the toy with shaking hands.

wc: 97

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Lisa Fox

Authors Note: Glad to be back up and running. Hope you have a great week. Stay safe, and don’t be afraid to mask up. 🙂