Head……desk

Does anyone get so frustrated in doing your work you just want to repeatedly just bang your head against the desk in front of you?  I suppose I should say “virtual desk” since its hard to reach mine with all the papers spread out everywhere.  I know, I know I should really clean it up, but then how would I find what I’m looking for?  Take the memory stick panic not too long ago causing me to go out and buy another after I found it so I could do back-up behind the back-up.  Chaos = sanity to my I suppose.  

Life and work don’t like to mix a lot and as things go they tend to interfere with one another quite a bit.  It’s that extra little bite in the tushy.  I can’t just sit in my office, or on the bed, couch, floor, anyplace I find to get work done, and attempt to do everything at once like some sort of obsessive person.  Trust me, it happens and when it does any disruption summons the most evil of beings that would quite easily send you into the pit of Mount Doom.  Honestly I do get my best work done while in obsessive mode, but what becomes of life and reality?  Doesn’t there need to be both to really function as an author?  If not then why am I here?  Why am I interacting?  Wait, why am I here and not working?  Technically I am, I’m just staring at the somewhat organized outline I attempted to make (thanks to the suggestion of a great fantasy writer friend of mine Charles Yallowitz who is much more organized than I am and it shows; click on his name and check him out if you haven’t already), combining it with my historical outline and doing my best to make them overlap.  That’s the joy and pain of research.  I love doing such a thing and maybe I get a little in too deep and can’t pull myself out.  I feel the need to make things somewhat historically accurate while I slide that fiction right in there.  It gives the story a more sense of realism or more of a “hmmm, you never know do you?” kind of feeling.

We know my love for mythology and now you know my intrigue in history, although to be honest I am a tad snobby when it comes to any time after the colonization of the USA (Including all the wars that happened after) and I could care less.  Ancient History, World History, Theoretical History……that’s where my heart lies.  Combine that with my love for vampires and the supernatural would you doubt I would try my best to combine the two?

So Tessa’s journey countinues as time goes by and as I see the end of that tunnel I pause.  I truly pause.  I want to go further, I need to go further but that thing called Life screams at me.  So much change, so many responsibilities, and so much mixed emotions it is really hard to harness them.  Of course none of them coincide with where I’m at in the book.  That would make things too easy.  I get deeply rooted into what I write and I take on the role of each character that is important at the time so I can look down the barrel of the gun so to speak.  If I can’t feel anything or BE that person/vampire then how are my readers supposed to?  Its probably why I get so much mail on the exact subject.  I want just as much of a connection with my characters as people had with the first one.  I’m not saying I’m a best selling author, or any better than anybody else, because I’m not.  I feel and I write, both to an extreme.  I gave up on a deadline for that exact reason.  I’m letting the Beta readers help tremendously and will figure out what to do after the first draft is done, because we know that is the most raw of any form of writing.  There are times when I wish that maybe I should stick to smaller bits of work, but the story is so tremendous that even the trilogy is hard to break up as it is.  It’s a story that I’ve know the ending since the beginning, or at least an inkling.  All that middle stuff just has to be fleshed out and written.  Remember in school when the math teachers made you write out HOW you came to the answer you just knew to be correct, but it was much harder to do exactly that?  Yep, its a lot like that.  I know the answer, the formula is much harder to explain.

So as I toddle between my work and my life I wish for my helper, or someone of the same caliber because it was just the push I needed.  We can’t always be that lucky.  For now as the afternoon begins I will sit here in my hoodie under a blanket, sipping cup after cup of pumpkin flavored coffee in my nicely heated mug and stare between pages and enjoy the solitude.  Looking out my window I see the leaves  begin to turn and the cars pass by while the birds in distance speak to one another and in the background the snoring of Ares, who deserves to relax as much as he wants through the day because I’d rather a healthy dog than the one that was sick not too long ago.  Responsibility comes soon enough and won’t wane until 11 tonight.  Back to work I will go and hopefully, just hopefully, I can stop hitting that head on the desk and focus.

I so need a social life or a complete solitary one to kick start things into gear. 

Taking some time out to say hi

With everything going on in my life I will say that I am much surprised that I got a wee bit of work going on.  I didn’t go to the nearest restaurant like a blogger friend/author suggested and find a napkin to write on, but I did open up my box and grab my notebooks. There have been a lot of things I have been meaning to do regarding book two.  There has been killing, of course, although it wasn’t in one of my fits of madness like I seemed to think.  That was actually done beforehand and it is a very telling situation.  A name for the book is still circling my head and when there are some more readers to Rise of a Queen (you can get it here for ebook and paperback, here, here, here, or here) I would LOVE some input in my email box so as not to give any SPOILERS 😀 Oh do I love River Song.  Oh okay off of Doctor Who, I can’t help it.  I have been signing all my books with my sonic screwdriver pen I love my readers oh so much.

ImageI am trying my hardest to get history/mythology correct with it’s timeline and place it is taking a bit longer than I had expected but in all honesty would you rather a book with something that was completely made up?  “But J.S. you made up your own mythology in Rise of a Queen, so you’re now dealing with a double standard” I hear some of you shout.  Why yes, I did make up one story, the creation.  I got a little tired of the same old crud that was always thrown into people’s faces so I brought something fresh, yet quite believable to the table.  The second one actually continues into more detail in the second book, which is why I am researching so extensively.  I so love research but getting time to do it and write down the notes can be a bit tough.  Then the tougher part, reading my notes and putting into some form of electronic media since that’s how everything is done at this point. Curses!!!! *fist in air*.

Emma and Melinda have their own storyline, Jason finds love, Tessa hunts for the truth, and the end tale of that truth is a reality that surprises even her.  Ok, enough of those spoilers.  Oh hi River, did I bring you up again?

Late at night I’m up, I did try to sleep, honest. Instead I am here, blogging and gathering more information regarding mythology that existed during the Thrace time period and the movements of one great conqueror (possibly, that one is to be determined).

New addition and a hint ;)

I have added a new feed onto my page.  The No-Ship network.  It’s not a demand that you read kind of thing, but we all know how I’m a massive geek and love action/history/mythology and the sort.  So I am happy to announce someone I know has their podcast going and if you are interested at all in Spartacus, whether to relive its awesomeness or to catch up, feel free to check it out.  I’d recommend it.

Now the hint (ok more of a tease) Book 2 of mine is going to involve some Thrace history and mythology and *gasp* can actually fill in a question mark from book 1!!!!! But hey, you have to read book 1 first to get what I’m talking about.

I eat up mythology of all kinds

Those who know me, know this.  Especially Greek and Roman, I’m learning Norse/old Germanic and some Gaelic tales too.  They all facinate me in the art of storytelling.  Nothing makes me happier to sit around a group of kids and tell a PGish version (of thats what the parents want) of the tales, and then wait for the lingerers to ask what really happened and explaining why those myths came about.  I admit it.  I’m a Myth whore. I can’t get enough, especially Greek.  I suppose that’s why I have been signing up left and right on Coursera to get into the classes just to learn.  Certificate of completion is great and all but I absorb the learning part of it.

Those who have read Rise of a Queen and know a little of the books to come, history and mythology go hand in hand.  Lots of research done and so many things to choose from because I dare not chose a tale that everyone knows.  What would be the fun in that?  It definitely beats researching state run insane asylums ages ago, I will get back to that once again when those nightmares wear off.

How much of mythology, of history, or even of yourself do you put into your work of art, whatever it may be.  Writing, painting, music, anything you consider your special talent that you most definitely need to share with the world.  

I have put a lot of myself into my characters, I can breath each and every one of them as if their breathe were mine, I can see from their eyes, I can feel from their souls (the ones that have them).  It could be why it gets to be difficult when I have to write certain scenes that I want to be perfect and as tasteful as possible yet still fill the element of the story to continue its place.  A need for everything, I say.  I will let you know I am definitely not Tessa as some seem to think, she is just my character, but I have on occasion become the Queen in my mind.  Do you become any character of yours?

Also, have you ever realized how long your writing actually ends up being? Do you dare add to it or cut it?  I am quite afraid I will want to cut the 2nd in the series and I scream to do no such thing.

I may have broken some of Ionia’s rules 😉 but its okay, I’m sure she’ll get me back somewhere along the way