This is kind of a weird story. I had an idea for it when I picked the word, but forgot it between then and now. I had no idea what to write about, and even thought about changing the word, but wasn’t sure what to change it to. Then, I borrowed my friend’s tarot cards to get some ideas. Originally, this story was going to be a lot longer, in terms of events. But, when I saw how long it was getting, and then realized I had not idea how I was going to make it make sense in the middle, I scrapped the idea and went with just what I wrote. It’s nothing like the story I was originally planning, and nothing like the one the tarot cards suggested, bu gosh dang, I’m proud of this one! I hope you enjoy it. Tomorrow will be my last day of…pretty much everything that eats my time (A-Z blogging, Camp NaNo, college classes…). I don’t know what I’ll do with the extra time after that. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! On Wednesday, I will be make to my normally (erratical, random, un-)scheduled posting.
A xebec (pronounces, and sometimes spelled zebec) is a ship with three sails. It was often used as a trading ship between the sixteenth and nineteenth centeries, but it was also sometimes also the ship of pirates, as well at that of the Spanish and French navies. I admit, I did not know this word before I started doing research into words for A-Z blogging. But, being as I have a trader-turned-pirate in a story I’m in the planning period for, finding this word was like a gift from God, as it gave me a chance to brainstorm some possible ideas for his and his love interest’s sections in the story. I’m not sure exactly how much of this story is going to remain canon when I actually take a break from my current project and begin this one, but I do know I’m keeping the xebec, if only because the name sounds cool. Also, I apologize for the lack of names within the story, but I don;t even have all the main characters named yet, much less the secondary ones, and didn’t feel like searching out names that I’ll end up hating in a week just for this story. If it bothers anyone horribly…them that’s too bad. I have the girl named, but the boy isn’t showing up for at least 2 books, neither of which I’ve even begun to write, so I’m in no rush to finalize what I’m calling him.
I can’t remember which one it was, but I’m pretty sure I mentioned in one of my stories that Aria (the heroine of the novel I’m writing) is going to be pregnant at some point in the series, and is currently pregnant in the big, ongoing Skype roleplay with Sabrina and out friends that we refer to as “The Box.” Well, since the baby’s name is going to be Wren, I decided this would be the perfect day to write a cute story that takes place after she’s born, if only for the sake of adorable family stuff. Enjoy!
Vaughn is lead male in the novel series I’m writing. He’s the type of guy who seems like an asshole at first, but has a great heart once you get to know him, and won’t stand by while someone he cares about is being hurt. You might be familiar with him if you’re familiar with some of my past posts, as I’ve “interviewed” both him and the lead lady, and his love, Aria, back at the beginning, as well as written about them during Pig Week (March 1-7), and once before during this month. But today, I decided to do something a bit different. I can’t remember what it was, but a song I listened to recently gave me the urge to write a poem. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to write a piece of Vaughn’s emotional state at various points in my novel. It’s a but spoiler-y, since it gives away a few of the key events that happen at different points in the series, but I’m not too worried. Although I hope that many people read my novel, I also recognize that, by the time my novels read the shelves (supposing they even go that far!), this post will probably be too old and buried to even be noticed or remembered by anyone. Either way, I hope you enjoy! 😀
This story falls under the category of “I have no flipping idea what I’m doing”! This is an example of what happens then you have a sticky note with a story idea on it for over a year, then try to revive it on command. The entire plot has pretty much changed, except for some key elements, but I tried to at least get the basic idea I had been going for. Don’t get me wrong, I love the way it turned out! I just wonder if it had been better if I had written it when I actually knew what the thoughts going through my head had been. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! I might try to revise/continue this story in the future, if I can come up with some good ideas.
Today’s story is a bit shorter than most of mine, but I like it. I think it’s sweet, and captured the feeling I wanted to. Today was a hard day, so just getting this little bit posted was like a sigh of relief! Enjoy.
I love to roleplay! I find it a great writing exercise, as it forces you to get to know the characters you create, and think on your feet about their reactions to situations. Unlike when writing a novel or short story, you can;t control every event that occurs in aroleplay, as you can;t control every character. One of my favorite roleplay characters in Honovi, my selkie character. He began as a character from a Harvest Moon-inspired roleplay (and by “inspired” I mean we took the basic town structure and threw most of the character and plot out the window, sometimes not even filling up the farmer slots). But, as I grew attached to him and his little sister, whom I added later, I began t ouse them in almost any fantasy storyline in which they would fit. But, I never got the chance to Explore their past, unless you count the vague description I gave of it in my character profile every time. So, for S-day, I gave Honovi some time to explain his past in detail, as well as tell us a bit about what has happened since my studious little seal-boy began his big adventure.