Showing posts with label the moon path. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the moon path. Show all posts

Friday, 11 March 2016

!!!!

Firstly, apologies for being incredibly absent. It's been a head-down-don't-stop sort of year so far.

However...

I HAVE OFFICIALLY FINISHED-FINISHED MY FIRST NOVEL!

The last month has been spent editing and reading, editing and reading, rinse and repeat, until everything is as it should be. And it finally is. After four weeks of agonizing over the first chapter, it's all pulled together and it's done.

Gonna take a few days, maybe a week, and chill before thinking about its future.

In the mean time, have a glance at everything that's lead up to this moment.

Drafts and notes and notebooks, not including all the un-printed bits and pieces. I especially love that I've found myself going back to all the old scraps, bits I thought I'd never look at again, to add to the final (final!!!) draft. 

And I'm pleased with it. Like, 100% pleased with it. 

It was all worth it.

(Even though my I key gave up the ghost yesterday)


But sometimes sacrifices have to be made.

In other big news: WE'RE MOVING TO OUR FIRST APARTMENT THIS TIME NEXT WEEK! Signed the lease last week and been crazily furniture shopping (bought some gorgeous pieces!) Will post more about that when it's all up and together.


Friday, 30 October 2015

Prepping and Editing

Even though the writing of Moon Path is behind me, I've been feeling just as busy these last few days! So many people to catch up with, and a lot of my NaNo buddies from last year are wandering back into my inbox and it's great to catch up with them!

Started prepping 'And I Loved You First'. Going last year's route of sketching scenes on index cards and keeping a loose plan. Since actually writing down my ideas for this story, which has been marinating in my head for eleven months, it's exciting to see all the pieces pulling together! There are only a few plot points I'm hazy on right now, but they'll be worked out as I go.

Did a first quick edit on Moon Path yesterday -- going through my square brackets and working out some of the smaller knots -- AND I DON'T HATE IT!! Even three days later I don't hate it!!! It actually looks how it's supposed to look, and I can't really believe it. Gonna do some more today and try and get it ready for printing before the first.

Had an overwhelming response to my beta-call! I really wasn't expecting it, and to have so many different readers and opinions will be invaluable! Set up a tentative ETA of mid-December to send it out to everyone. 

I really feel like I'm taking the next steps with MP, and it's so exciting! I've been stuck in writing-mode for coming up two years, and to have that behind me... I'm glad I've got a month of free-writing to chill out about it! 

Monday, 26 October 2015

26th October 2015, 15:23 -- The Moon Path is COMPLETE!

And six days before NaNo (omg I can start prepping now!!)

But, wow! It feels so good. It the ending came so smoothly? Like, I know I still have a lot of work to do, but I'm happier with it than I ever thought I could be.

Put out an open call for betas, and have a pretty wide-ranging list at this point. It'll be good to have a feedback from lots of different kinds of readers.

Feel pretty brain-dead so gonna peace out, eat something, and either collapse in a heap or run around for an hour. Maybe both.

That finished-novel-feeling will never get old!

Friday, 9 October 2015

A Good Day

Today was really really really good and I got over two huge humps and I think I've cleared my path to The End and I'm really really excited and I've just been writing all day and I can't stop and maybe I"ll be able to finish this week?? Also I found out they've made a movie of one of my favourite books (Room) and the trailer's amazing and I can't stop listening to the song in the soundtrack. Gaaaahhh! Today was really really good ^^


Tuesday, 29 September 2015

Musings

First mark in the November calendar has been placed! Sarah and I are doing a 10k day on the 2nd (Now it's announced, we have to ;) ) So excited!!! It'll be awesome to do it at the start of the event when all the ideas are still fresh. Luckily I've got a fair few plot threads that I can dabble in if I lose steam on one. Gaaaahhh! I think I'm the most excited about this novel. I hope I don't fall flat on my face!

Today was an early start, so I'm sitting in Kaldi's drinking mocha, bingeing on Avril Lavigne and typing up the couple of scenes I've been working on these past few days. Still not sure where I'm gonna slot them in... Hurtling towards the end of Moon Path now!

 Been doing a lot of thinking about what I want from the rewrite of In the City of Guilders/The Freedom of Dragons, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to consolidate them both into one book. They'll make for two distinct 'parts' that I think will work for one book. I thought of a title for it last night but I'm too tired to remember it. Got a lot of little extra things that I've learned about my characters in the last year that I can't wait to implement, and a new character that I met in April's novel who I think might turn things around a fair bit. Whatever happens with this series, I'm excited to see it completely complete! I think it's going to be something I'll be very proud of in the end, even if it doesn't get picked up. 

Oh, had the big emotional turn-around in MP and I'm pretty satisfied. The 'moment' needs tweaking just because it's one of those lines (you know the ones) that needs to be really perfect, but I finally got the boys to cooperate and they did a good job. 

Now to rip it all to pieces :) 


Thursday, 3 September 2015

A Conversation with Michelle Kass

Okay, some background first: my aunt has been bugging me for a couple of months to let her have my first chapter to show her literary agent friend, Michelle Kass, and last week -- following some pep from a CP -- I caved. A day later, my aunt emailed me saying that Michelle wanted to talk to me, so we arranged a skype conversation. That happened today. 

I had absolutely no idea what to expect. I'd agreed at the height of an adrenaline arc, which has subsequently come crashing down this past week, leaving me once again with crippling self-doubt in all aspects of my writerly life. Who the bloody hell was I to presume that anyone would have anything to say about my nonsense, let alone a very busy agent like Michelle. Ugh. Suffice it to say, I slept badly last night. It didn't help that I'd just discovered that my computer's microphone doesn't work with headphones plugged in, and here I was in the middle of a busy Starbucks. I spent the morning leading up to 10am feeling sick and trying to compile a page of notes, knowing perfectly well that I'd forget literally everything as soon as the call began. 

I knew, also, that it would be fine once I got going. 

And it was. 

I was talking to a professional who knew her stuff about my favourite subjects on earth -- writing and my baby. 

She was wonderfully nitpicky, going through the chapter line-by-line, questioning me where I needed to be questioned, pointing out places that needed to be tightened... It was exactly what I needed to move on. 

More than anything, she liked it, and she reiterated that several times. She liked it, but it's going to get better, and that's going to take time and patience. The resounding lessons, the ones I really needed to hear were: Clarity -- Be Purposeful and It will take as long as it takes. These are two things I've been knowing for a fair while; I know I need to slow down and push less, and I know I need to go through and make sure everything is crystal clear. Time and space at the end of this draft will help with that. 

She said, also, that I reeaally need to work out who I'm writing for -- is it YA, is it adult, and what will change in either of these situations? I need to step back and just let myself think and breathe. And that is so true. It's driving me crazy, but the answers will come eventually. She recommended a lot of books that she thinks will help me, so I'm looking forward to taking my reading month at the end of this draft. 

She liked my dedication and my passion, and she thinks I've got the art side down, it's just a matter of honing the craft aspect and bringing it all together, and CLARITY. I'm very excited for the next stage for this novel! 

So, in summary:
  • I am the mistress of my universe
  • Find answers to all the questions
  • Don't get tangled up by your PoV
  • Find the balance between art and craft
  • Be empathetic to your readers
  • Take your time.


And she wants me to send her the revision when it's done. Whenever that may be!

Wednesday, 26 August 2015

RLGL: In Retrospect

The short of it is, I didn't make it. 

The more important short of it is, I'm okay with that. 

But actually, surprisingly so.

I said in the beginning, that no matter what, it would be an invaluable experience, and it really really has been. 

Because of the contest I have:

- Fixed my first chapter
- Learnt how to write a pitch
- Learnt how to control my competitiveness
- Connected with some fabulous YA writers
- Had the courage put the novel out there
- Had the courage to let my wife help me
- Worked out the nonsense that is Twitter

And so much more introspection that I can't even bullet-point! 

After the first jolt of disappointment, a weird wave of tranquility settled over me. It was bizarre. I hadn't realised how much pressure I was putting myself under with this contest that I didn't even have control over. And, once it was gone, I could go back and just enjoy novelling. That's not to say I'm not disappointed -- that critique would've been so useful -- it just doesn't change anything. I'm just as in love with my novel as I ever was. If anything, I feel more driven and more determined than ever before.

Oh, something else I learnt that I'm excited to apply to the whole thing -- Fine tooth-combing. Editing where every single word matters. I did it for Chapter 1, and I'm desperate to get on and do it with the rest!! I'm so excited to see how this is all going to turn out, and I'm excited to see where it'll go when it's ready.

(Eeeeee!!!)

What's been really surprising is the amount of messages I've had telling me that they're surprised that I didn't make it, that mine was one of their favourites. And it's cheesey, but messages like that make everything worthwhile. The Moon Path is not a commercial book, it just isn't. I've found that people either tend to hate it or love it, and I will gladly take the bad for that kind of good. Okay, so I've embraced the YA of it, maybe now it's time to pay attention to the literary side. I wonder if they'll ever meld?

Anyway, enough rambling and back to business!

Thank you Adventures in YA Publishing, it's been a blast ^^


Monday, 17 August 2015

The Moon Path - A Taster


Cupping the moon in his hands, Dakin offers it to his little brother. “Go on,” he insists. “Try again.”
With all the patience of the bored seven-year-old he is, Laurie throws his head back and groans. “I can’t.”
“You can. Just concentrate. Just imagine—”
“But what’s the point?” He falls back against the headboard of his bed with a sullen scowl. “I don’t see why it matters so much.”
Dakin sighs and shifts. “It matters to me,” he says with practiced patience, “because I know you can do it. I’ve seen you. If you’d only try—”
“It only matters to you because it matters to her.” Across the long stretch of bed, Laurie’s dark eyes narrow in a glare. “And that doesn’t mean it has to matter to me.”
The moon flickers in his hands. Resisting the argument, Dakin drops his gaze to give it the full attention it requires to hold it – smoothing the curves of the image in his mind and brightening the projection in the air between them. He can feel it, as slick and as cool as the ice their mother puts in her drinks. Just as she described. It isn’t that hard. Laurie’s just being stubborn.
“Go on,” he murmurs again, the soft silver glow brightening between his fingers, stark in contrast to the warm orange light flickering in the sunjars on the walls. “Just once more, then you can choose the next game.” His eyes flick up to catch Laurie’s, and wins the game with an earnest, “Please?”
Making it quite clear that he is obeying against his wishes, Laurie scowls and rolls his eyes, dragging himself back to resume the cross-legged position mirroring Dakin’s own. Finally settled, he concedes with a muttered, “Tell me again.”
With a smile curling the corners of his mouth, Dakin shifts his aching legs to recite the old story in their mother’s words.
“As cold as the sun is hot, the moon is as smooth as glass and as slippery as ice,” he says, making it so. “It’s so cold that it can leave your fingers tingling for hours afterwards, almost burning, ‘though it doesn’t really hurt. Made from frozen clouds, the moon only appears after the rain has fallen. It sends down a pale blue light that freezes everything it touches. That’s how the Moon Path is made, where the light touches the sea. And it’ll take us–”
“The Moon Path’s just one of Mother’s fairytales,” Laurie interrupts with his well-honed skepticism. “It isn’t real.”
“It can be,” says Dakin, making the moon swell and grow in his hands. “If you believe in it hard enough.”
“Believing in something isn’t enough to make it real.”
It is an old debate between them, and, patience waning, Dakin ends it with a sigh. “Just try, Laurie.”
Pushing ineffectively at the dark curls falling across his face, Laurie obeys, leaning over the illusion nestled between Dakin’s hands, expression set in the gravest of concentration.
“Smooth as glass,” he mutters. “Slippery as ice…” Biting his lip, he reaches with a tentative finger, doubt bright on his face.
Dakin finds himself doing the same, with an unconscious but ardent prayer that this time Laurie will be successful. Magical ability and the willingness to believe in the impossible does not come as naturally to Laurie as it does to him; it isn’t as important, he doesn’t care enough, and Dakin can understand why, knows perfectly well that he is entirely to blame. Wishes, sometimes, that he could explain to his brother why it is so vital—
Laurie’s fingers go straight through, touching Dakin’s palm.
“I told you!” Laurie snatches his hand back at once with a low, frustrated snarl and glares at Dakin, holding him responsible for the hope that has sharpened the failure. “I told you I couldn’t do it!”
“Ssh.” The moon flickers again, and this time Dakin lets it go. “It’s okay,” he says, reaching to tug Laurie to him, grateful when he doesn’t resist. “We’ll try again tomorrow.”
“What’s the point?” says Laurie, playing absently with Dakin’s fingers, as though looking for residual traces of the moon. “What’ll make tomorrow different from today? Or yesterday?”
Dakin rests his chin on the crown of his head. “Any number of things.” His heart aches for it, for the possibility of change. It has to be true. “Maybe the entire world will change tomorrow.”

© Esme Symes-Smith

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Art by the unbelievably amazing Suzanami  who completely surpassed all my expectations in bringing the boys to life.
Thank you to my betas, and Sarah and Amie in particular for really pushing me to short out this chapter, and Steven for telling me it's finally there. Let's hope I can get the rest of it up to scratch too!


Friday, 14 August 2015

*incoherentbabbling*

Aaah so following the amazing message of the day before yesterday, I finally gathered the courage to send my first chapter to a very good friend, whose opinion I respect with almost crippling enormity, who's been begging me to send him something for aaaages. Anyhow, that's forcing me to go back and reeaally go through it with a fine-tooth-comb, looking at every sentence as meticulously as I've been looking at my first 100 words for this contest. 

It's amazing. I love this part of editing so much. I really didn't think I would, because usually my patience just simply isn't long enough. But having a purpose -- really wanting to send him my absolute best -- is really driving me to do. 

ANDANDANDAND

It's finally starting to feel finished-finished!!!!

This is what I've been working towards, this feeling that comes of sitting back, looking at the words, and feeling satisfied. 

This novel is actually something I'm going to be proud to show off when the time comes ^^

asdfghjkl!!! 

I'm going to post the first scene in the next few days, and I just want to say how glad I am that the first scene of the fourth draft got ripped to shreds and my betas really forced me to think things through and re-draft, because I'm so damn happy with the outcome, and that wouldn't've happened without the vicious critiques. 

Just goes to show, don't it?

Wednesday, 12 August 2015

Shamelessly

I'm sure there's some sort of rule about modesty and being demure, but right now I don't even give a crap because I just received one of the best messages that a writer can ever hope to receive, and I'm higher than the top of the world, and I want to keep this for posterity because This Is Why I Write. 

From Cam-eraObscura (a NaNo'er who, up to this point, has been a complete stranger to me)

I read you excerpt for Moon Path and I'm kind of choking up already? Like, I LOVE all the showing-not-telling you did to set up their daily life and what the Game means, and I'm drawing some conclusions as to why they have to play it and how much they trust each other even on such fragile grounds, not revealing things to each other, and I'm getting the impression that Dakin is the older brother and he's protective and putting on so many fronts and trying to be playful about it, and that Laurie is the younger one but he's more serious and more intelligent than Dakin wishes, perhaps?
Anyway, point is, I've seen you on the forums a lot and I know you have a ton of Nano buddies already, but I'd like to know when you publish a book, any book, because I very much want to read it. Anyone that can draw me in to a stranger's life from an excerpt like that is on the top of my to-read list. Have a nice day! 

And it's this, right here. Getting a message from a complete stranger who just happened across your words, and them taking the time to tell you. This will honestly set me up for the rest of the month. Don't get me wrong, every comment is invaluable, but there's something particularly meaningful about the ones that come without asking or expectation. Plus, you know, it's always good to know when a scene has done its job ;) Friends and family have to pat you on the back and say 'well done', and even writing-buddies to some extent (not that I don't trust my WBs to be honest with me!) but you know you've hit the mark with it comes from a stranger's fingertips. 

Woohoo! At least I know I'll be able to sell one book to one person :D

Monday, 11 May 2015

Character Development: Dakin

Alright, so I've been thinking about doing some proper explanations of my characters -- who they are, where they come from etc. etc. -- probably more for myself than for anyone else, but one of the most frequently repeated questions on the NaNo boards is 'How Do Character??' so, here's my how do. 

We will start with my primary MC, Dakin. 

He started, in this incarnation, as a secondary character, included only to fill a small role as 'MC's Brother'. My original intention for Dakin -- back in the days when 'Moonpath' was a weird fantasy set between the real world and an imaginary one -- was to be a sort of connection between the two worlds. Some sort of romance was to be included blah blah blah. Long story short, that didn't happen. Instead, he turned into Laurie's primary motivation for getting the hell off the island -- Dakin was a warning of what his life would be if he didn't escape now. 

In all my drafts, as different as they are, the separation of the brothers has always been a vital component. I really wanted to explore a relationship between two people who have this history, and this tight bond but are still, for all intents and purposes, strangers. I realised, by the end of NaNo 2013, it was this story that I really wanted to tell and, in doing so, Dakin became my MC. 

And by doing so, I had to go backwards, right back to where it all started. 

Dakin starts the story on the brink of his thirteenth birthday. Life is tricky, finding the balance between surviving his father, protecting his brother and keeping his mother happy, but he has his routine and knows what to expect. Everything is predictable and simply a matter of waiting. The thread with which he is held together is very brittle and, at the beginning of the story, he is really starting to struggle not to snap. Everything is changing but no-one will talk about it, and he's afraid of asking the questions he really doesn't want to know the answers to. Life is hard, but he is scared of pushing to make things better, knowing that it could go either way -- infinitely better, or infinitely worse -- and reluctant to risk it. He would rather wait and hope that his mother makes good on her promise to take him and Laurie away, but the more time passes the more Dakin realises that the only person who will save him is himself. 

Developmentally, I began Dakin's story in my comfort-zone. He is very much. at the core, an
amalgamation of all the characters I've ever really connected to. In the beginning, he is very inspired by my (ridiculously extensive) head-canons of Pre-Hogwarts Draco Malfoy. Anyone who knows me will not be surprised at this. Draco has lived in my head for the last ten years, and I've been really wracking my brains as to how to bring him out and make him my own. I knew I couldn't force it, that would be nightmarish, but he's definitely grown into himself as Dakin. I wanted to write about a ridiculously privileged boy who, on the surface, has everything he could possibly want but is struggling to battle some pretty hefty demons. As the story has unfolded, of course, he has moved away Draco and has grown into something very different, but it's important to talk about the roots of the character, and that definitely lies in Harry Potter fanfiction. 

Speaking of fanfiction, there's another character that definitely needs mentioning in connection to
development. After Season Two of BBC's Sherlock aired in 2012, the character of Mycroft Holmes grabbed me like a bulldog and refused to put me down for a very long time. More specifically, the relationship between Mycroft and Sherlock. 

I loved the relationship between them -- these two amazingly clever men with this bizarre brotherly bond that I had never seen before. Of course, me being me, I needed to write it, to extract all the marrow from this headcanon that was growing at unspeakable rates. I was fascinated by the way they are surrounded by all these people and yet they are isolated in their uniqueness and so reluctantly dependent on each other. I have never had any personal experience with siblings, but this was something I could connect to. I saw Mycroft as incredibly protective of Sherlock's waning innocence, and he would do anything to preserve his little brother's childishness, no matter what the personal risk. Obviously Mycroft was a very ambitious young man, and I wanted to explore the conflict of fighting his way to the top whilst at the same time needing to prioritize a boy who didn't necessarily want to accept the help but also cannot survive without it. The age difference between them (7 years) also struck me as interesting and was very influential on the path I took those headcanons down. For more info, see my fic All We Have in the End  Unfinished, but I'd love to go back to it one day. 
Okay, so back to Dakin. Once everything crumbles (as of course it has to) and everything holding him together has been stripped away, he is left with only the shell of himself and a stranger who had been brought in to, effectively, keep him alive and out of the way. Dakin between the ages of 14 and 18 was really interesting to write because everything that made him him was removed. He has nothing -- no control, no freedom, no real purpose to live but even his life isn't his own anymore. The only thing giving him any sort of motivation at all is the vague hope that everything will go back to the way it was. He has forgotten why he wants that or what it would mean should it happen, but the want is deep and instinctive. He is so preoccupied with this want that it keeps him rooted in the past and prevents him from moving forward. He is static, unable to move backwards and forwards. The motivation that comes from this isn't a healthy one -- he cannot have what he wants, and brooding over it only makes it feel as though he is losing it all over again. It is only with the final realisation that everything he knew from before is gone and letting go of the scraps that he is finally able to start making forward progress and start building himself back from the beginning. 

Inspiration and influence came this time from the character of Yuki Sohma from Natsuki Takaya's manga series Fruits Basket. The isolation and the damaging effect of being alone with nothing but your own thoughts and the callous criticism of others eating away at you until there's nothing left really struck me, especially in such a young character. Being broken down mentally can have a catastrophic effect physically, and that was something I wanted to explore. How could anyone survive that, and what would happen when they came out the other side?

Another element of Yuki's story that really inspired me was his relationship with his mother. In all my stories in all the years, I have always somehow managed to avoid talking about mothers; they are always mysteriously absent for whatever reason. But, with Moonpath, I wanted to break this habit. And the relationship between Dakin and his mother, it transpires, is one of the more interesting. Dakin's love and unconditional faith in his mother and her promise to him is both what holds him together in the beginning and breaks him apart most brutally. I was surprised, in the beginning, that my beta readers despised Aurelia far more than Lysandis, and when I questioned Sarah on this, she made the simple case that 'Mothers are supposed to put their children first', and Aurelia's failure to do so make her the true villain of this story. She holds the power, she could make things better so quickly and so easily, but it is her reluctance to face up to her

mistakes and her subsequent distance from Dakin that really sets the events in motion. 


When you're a child, your mother is the whole world. It doesn't matter what anyone else says, she is always right and you will be on her side unconditionally. Unfortunately, unconditional loves comes at a price when it isn't reciprocated, and that's something I really want to get to the bottom of with Dakin and Aurelia. Everything he does is, ultimately, for her and the less she acknowledges him the harder and the more desperately he tries which, unfortunately, only pushes her further away. I wanted to write about the impossible position of a guilty mother who loves her son but cannot and will not accept the mistakes she has made and the damage she has caused. 

I don't necessarily agree that she's the villain - I don't really think I have a villain at all - but she certainly holds the most power and is the inciting catalyst for a great deal of what goes on, even in her absence. 

Realising that his mother isn't going to save him is major turning point on two occasions, and makes him stronger at both points, giving him the incentive to fight for what he needs himself. 

By the time Part 3 comes along, at which point Dakin is 19, he has managed to scrape himself together into a good place. He is as content and as happy as he ever expects to be, with a routine and work to keep him occupied and distracted. By this point, I wasn't really influenced by any outside sources, more looking at the logical route that a character with this background would take. My thoughts were: As long as he keeps still and nothing changes or deviates, everything is perfectly fine. Of course, in novelling, 'perfectly fine' is unacceptable and the boat needs to be rocked. Long story short, getting what you want comes at a hefty price and never materializes quite in the way you expect it to. 

I can't really say much more without giving the ending away, but yes, this is how a character grows from seed. It takes time, a helluva lot of time, and patience and false starts, but if you spend enough time with them eventually you'll wake up one day in shock to find a three-dimensional human being taking up space in your head. 

Oh, and funny story about the name *headdesk* In October 2013, I needed a name for a Final Fantasy character and Dakin sprung into my head. I had no idea where it came from, assuming it was from a book or something, but I liked it a lot! NaNo passed, and Dakin was christened Dakin and I was very pleased. Still had no idea where I'd heard it before though... Then, one day in early December 2013, I was pottering a long minding my own business, and then I remembered. 

It was the bloody middle name of my bloody ex-boyfriend - someone I reeaally didn't want to pay tribute to!

But by that point it was too late. Thankfully, Dakin is completely himself and not even slightly similar to Him. Thankfully. 

Art Credit:

All pics of Dakin belong to me and were drawn by the wonderful Suzanami 

Mycroft and Sherlock belong to and are drawn by Against-Stars 

And all Fruits Basket belong to Natsuki Takaya.