Monthly Archives: January 2012

Meek Beginnings

Last night, after investing an hour into only Part 1 of the 5-part Scrivener tutorial, I shifted my attention to outlining the history for Munwar Meek, the fighter hero in my fantasy series The Soul Cycle. The plan is to outline his backstory as well as his hunter/ranger counterpart, Para, so that my husband would have a place to begin outlining the campaigns which lead them to meet.

Why?

Munwar Meek

Cyrus 'Munwar' Meek, by Rin Jay

Because my goal is to utilize Para’s portion of the campaign for this year’s NaNoWriMo, as I blogged about on my other site, NonaKing.com. This is only the second year I will work from a completed outline, research notes, etc. The first year I did so was back in 2008, my first year participating in the contest. The notes and outline were from a campaign written by my husband. :)

But here I have written myself off tangent!

On my way home from work yesterday I made it a point to start brainstorming Munwar’s history. I wanted to give myself as much time as possible to purge any ridiculous ideas before jotting down the outline and emailing it to the hubs. Imagine my surprise when my thought process struck a wall, especially since I had been restraining myself from thinking of Mun’s history up to that point, believing it was too soon since his would be the second story and not the first.

But my creative juices struck more than just a wall, there was an overwhelming feeling of… reluctance? No, not even that is the correct word. It seemed much more, although the word escapes me at the moment. My immediate reaction was that Mun did not want to talk to me about his past.

For years I have been told that we should interview our characters so that we know exactly who they are before diving into their story. Well, stoic Cyrus Munwar Meek wanted nothing to do with that interview, being the private person he is represented in To Save a Soul and Silver and Iron. Apparently, he doesn’t like speaking of himself, nor of his past.

You know what I found myself doing? Having an internal conversation with my character – in my head without my lips moving, of course. Heaven knows what fellow drivers would have thought had that conversation been external!

It was the oddest experience, reasoning with a fictional character and having the unshakable impression that he listened! Not only that, he almost reluctantly acknowledged my reasoning and assurances of discretion! Soon after the discussion ended, his history began to flow and I was able to progress with the outline.

Has this ever happened to you?

It has been so long since my characters interacted with me in this way, and I must confess it is nice to be back in a type of relationship with them. After all, how can I say relationships and communication is my platform when I don’t even communicate with my own characters?

Quest | CWBC

This month the ChristianWriters Blog Chain’s subject is ‘Quest’, a word that brings to mind tales of daring and sorrow, of heroes and fiends… and life. The reason I say this is due to my own life’s Quest the past months. Oddly enough, it does  not entail writing, though I know that is the subject matter of most of my CWBC blog posts.

My husband’s career for the past 7 years has been that of Construction Safety. In March of 2011 a Canada-based construction company hired him for an 18-month project in Eastern Washington. Because of the distance from our home in Kent, I would only be able to see him on weekends. During the winter, when the Pass is closed due to inclement weather, those weekends would be few and far between.

The Lord put His hand in our affairs and made it possible for us to rent out our Kent house to friends and get me transferred within my company to a project site in Eastern Washington. We also found a great house to rent, which would be paid for by the hubs’s company. Some of you may recall previous posts of the Eastern Washington locale, the small town feel, the laid back atmosphere, and the sense of ‘spiritualism’ (for lack of a better word).

Suffice it to say, the hubs and I love the area and do not want to leave, even when the project is done in December of 2012.

Around Thanksgiving we received dire news: they were pulling my husband from the project 12 months early. Instead, he would report to the district office in Bellevue. It would all happen the beginning of the new year.

We were confounded. How could this be happening again? We were in a similar situation in 2010 when my husband was assigned to a naval base project as the safety officer. Again, I only saw him on weekends (or less) for 5 months.

But now, we had left our “wet side” life behind. We had rented out our house, relocated everything – even the dog – only to be told that he would no longer be on this project. Not only that, they did not even know where they would put him. Both of us were deposited with little regard into a state of limbo. The one blessing we held was the fact both of us still had jobs in a floundering economy so we have been better able to float a mortgage as well as the rent of this second house.

Of course it would be easy enough for me to request a transfer back to the corporate office, if we wanted to return to the “wet side”, but we both feel our heart is here. Not only have we been transplanted, our heart and soul has taken firm root. The only option left to us was for the hubs to seek another position with a different company.

This is where we currently find ourselves, waiting for the final interview with a large company in need of not simply a coordinator or officer, but a safety MANAGER. There would also be opportunity for advancement to a director role in the future, something the hubs is definitely looking forward to. In the interim, we try to be patient and bide our time. To wait and see what the Lord has in store for us THIS time.

This current challenge has me wondering…. Was the promise of an 18-month project the only way to get the hubs and I to venture to the other side of the Pass? To find our real home? To put him on this better career path that might result in us succeeding as a 1-income family so that I can focus on my writing?

These are the questions waiting to be answered as we keep plodding onward, seeking the prize at the end of this grueling race we call life. I must admit the first adventure of a 5-month separate has me better prepared for the weekend-only visits, and it is easier to keep my hopes at a manageable level, but it will be nice to reach the end of this particular journey.

Will there be another further down the road? Most definitely.

Will it be the same? I hope not! Three times in a row makes for a bit of a boring quest?

Perhaps the future challenge would be the opportunity to move to a different state? Or perhaps it will involve a writing workshop or writer’s retreat to another state or country? Time will tell, as will the result of our current quest. But one thing is certain, the Lord sees the big picture and He will never ask us to make the journey alone.

Other participants in the christianwriters.com blog chain can be found at the link list below:

The ChristianWriters.com Blog Chain: QUEST

Lost in the Mix

It is a horrible feeling when you cannot find the proper version of a manuscript in the final stages of revision.

My Fair Princess has been a joy to work with… to this point. Last night I received the proof copy in the mail (it looks lovely, by the way!) and noticed that the margins are not quite spacious enough for pleasant reading. So, this morning I went into Word to fix that issue, double-check the copyright and image information, and then upload the new version to CreateSpace.

(0.0)

Hello? What is this? Why is the cover image still listed as Derek Brewster? *dig around in manuscript* Hey! This file doesn’t include the changes….when was this thing last updated… darn, I already saved it so it shows today. *looks at backup on thumb drive* This is the same thing!

(argh!)

So…now I am in a bit of panic, imagining that I will need to retype from the proof copy if the newest version isn’t on my laptop at home either. Who wants to go through the MS and try and recall what they’ve changed? No one that I know of, which means it will entail NEW edits and revisions….

*sniff*

Definitely not the setback I would have preferred… of course, do we ever prefer setbacks? *ahem* I guess this was the MS’s way of keeping my attention away from Searching for Sara… pampered little MS….