A Wicked Messenger Update
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jasonandrewNovel Title: A Wicked Messenger
Goal: 90,000
Today: 3,020
Total words: 9,580
Research: Names, Myth of Theseus, Labyrinths, and Psychology of Mazes
Excerpt:
Thick darkness as far as Marty’s single eye could see swirled around him. He reached out his hands, fumbling, trying desperately to grab hold of something solid and real. Cold, moist stone brushed against the tips of his fingers. Gingerly, he pressed his palms against the curve of the structure. It seemed to be some sort of wall or fence. Marty brought his face close to the stone and sniffed; damp earth and dry dust, pungent moss, and decaying, dried mortar. He ran his hands along the curved wall trying to find some sort of pattern or clue that might help him discover his location.
Something had been cut into the stone with primitive uneven tools. Intricate geometric mushroom shapes outlined each other like a series of progressively smaller Russian Nesting dolls. He traced the grooves in the stone several times until he realized that once he got past the first shape that there were tiny gaps in the lines. This wasn’t just a series of shapes; it was a maze.
A shrill laugh that echoed all around him confirmed Marty’s suspicions. He only knew one being with the power to pull him into the archetypical dream labyrinth and had the proper motivation to punish him. The rattle of her raspy voice could never be forgotten. “Ariadne! It wasn’t my fault. I tried to stay away from her!”
Dead Bodies: None
Classic Rock References: None
New Magics: The concept of a primal Platoian in the dreamlands for concepts
Challenges:
One of the ways I've found that makes it easier for me to write a novel is to do a basical skeleton framework where I create all of the chapters and write bits in the various slots where I want the story to go.
I might write something like Chapter 15: Nathan and Marty fight the big boss and discover the truth about their family.
Sometimes I know what I meant. Other times not as much. I knew for Chapter One I wanted Loxi's mother to strike at Marty, but the motivation wasnt quite clear because I didn't have a clear picture of her. I do now and it makes bits in the story beautiful.
Goal: 90,000
Today: 3,020
Total words: 9,580
Research: Names, Myth of Theseus, Labyrinths, and Psychology of Mazes
Excerpt:
Thick darkness as far as Marty’s single eye could see swirled around him. He reached out his hands, fumbling, trying desperately to grab hold of something solid and real. Cold, moist stone brushed against the tips of his fingers. Gingerly, he pressed his palms against the curve of the structure. It seemed to be some sort of wall or fence. Marty brought his face close to the stone and sniffed; damp earth and dry dust, pungent moss, and decaying, dried mortar. He ran his hands along the curved wall trying to find some sort of pattern or clue that might help him discover his location.
Something had been cut into the stone with primitive uneven tools. Intricate geometric mushroom shapes outlined each other like a series of progressively smaller Russian Nesting dolls. He traced the grooves in the stone several times until he realized that once he got past the first shape that there were tiny gaps in the lines. This wasn’t just a series of shapes; it was a maze.
A shrill laugh that echoed all around him confirmed Marty’s suspicions. He only knew one being with the power to pull him into the archetypical dream labyrinth and had the proper motivation to punish him. The rattle of her raspy voice could never be forgotten. “Ariadne! It wasn’t my fault. I tried to stay away from her!”
Dead Bodies: None
Classic Rock References: None
New Magics: The concept of a primal Platoian in the dreamlands for concepts
Challenges:
One of the ways I've found that makes it easier for me to write a novel is to do a basical skeleton framework where I create all of the chapters and write bits in the various slots where I want the story to go.
I might write something like Chapter 15: Nathan and Marty fight the big boss and discover the truth about their family.
Sometimes I know what I meant. Other times not as much. I knew for Chapter One I wanted Loxi's mother to strike at Marty, but the motivation wasnt quite clear because I didn't have a clear picture of her. I do now and it makes bits in the story beautiful.
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Date: 2011-07-21 03:29 am (UTC)