Fie Eoin Friday: Rebecca

September 9, 2011 — Rebecca Enzor

Welcome to Fie Eoin Friday er, Rebecca Stories Friday! I’ve been in Archein all week long with Rebecca and Lane because of the 200 word challenge, and since there is currently a tie on last week’s FEF poll I decided to post a little more of Rebecca’s story. We have seen what happens to Veriss in the end, but this little scene explains more about it without going into the bleak details. Plus: Lane! Cause Laney-boy is my favorite (don’t tell Gar) ;)

Rebecca’s Story

Rebecca Baine sat with her back to the white city and her face to the river where it had all started.

No, that wasn’t fair. It had started years before when she decided at the tender age of nine that she would become a Balesi – whatever the cost. This river had been her first mistake, her first true test of “whatever the cost”. This river had cost her all hope of a secret life; last night cost all of her honor and pride. And Rebecca, who was once the second-best apprentice in her class, was now seventeen and knew that she was broken last night more deeply than any other wound could break her.

Rebecca Baine, the fiery sly child who fooled the Council for six years was finally cowed, but she had permission to be an apprentice again and test for her guns.

She was sitting at the river trying to decide if she regretted what she had done. The head of the Council hadn’t taken anything important from her – she had given what he was really seeking to Lane Morgan only a few hours before – but Veriss had come away with her honor and pride. And Lane, well, Lane would be crushed if he ever found out what she had done.

Rebecca jumped as someone touched her good shoulder. She had always been a bit jumpy; a person with as many secrets as her was always jumpy. Breathing a sigh of relief at the owner of the hand, Rebecca pushed her short dark blonde hair back from her face and looked up at him.

“Sorry,” said the uncharacteristically sheepish voice from Lane Morgan. She supposed she had been waiting for him here by the river where they met. “I didn’t see you at breakfast,” he continued, “I thought you might be… I was worried that…” He trailed off with a blush and she had to remind herself that he would be thinking of what they had done together, and not what happened to her later that night.

Rebecca moved over so he could sit. “I hate going to breakfast the morning after I dance. Everyone is staring and telling me how beautiful I am. As if I’m ugly and clumsy all other nights.”

“They don’t get to see you as Rebecca that often,” he pointed out as he sat down next to her. “And you are beautiful.”

“Don’t start that nonsense with me. You know I won’t be won over by flattery.”

He smiled in his ‘I know what wins you over’ way that was just too familiar to Veriss’ smug grin.

“Besides, they are letting me rejoin the apprentices. I will be in class tomorrow. Our false courtship ends today.”

Rebecca turned away from him as she said it, but she still caught the look of surprise that replaced his cheeky grin. Lane recovered quickly, knowing firsthand what kind of liar his best friend was and also what kind of men the Council was made up of. Fate could work as hard as it might, it would never sway those men to change their minds about a woman Balesi.

He grinned again, probably thinking he caught her in a lie. “When did you speak to the Council then? As I remember it you were a little busy with me last night.”

Without a pause to consider Rebecca said, “This morning before breakfast.”

She watched as Lane’s face fell and her heart broke for him although she remained outwardly stoic. “They said they would take their chances on my failing. I’m becoming too difficult to keep under their control as Rebecca.” She shrugged at his hurt and confused expression. Better she break his heart this way then by telling him the truth.

“But… last night… I thought…” Lane struggled for the right words and brought his hand up to brush her shoulder. Rebecca jumped again and flinched at her own reaction. She was never this jumpy with Lane.

“What’s wrong, Rebecca?” He turned to her with concern, careful not to touch her again. “Did I hurt you last night? I tried to be careful, but it was my first time.”

Rebecca was torn between laughing and crying – as if Lane could ever hurt her! She couldn’t remember a time he hadn’t pulled back from a punch or thrown her a little too softly in practice. She let out a soft laugh, “No worries, Lane, all my bones are still well intact.”

She brought her newly healed right arm up in an arch to demonstrate. Lane accidentally broke her collarbone four months back while roughhousing, which was how the Council found out she was a girl in the first place. That was why they banished her from the apprenticeship, and that was why she agreed to the terms of having a chance to test for her guns before she knew what her end of the bargain would entail.

Lane’s concern didn’t disappear with her laughter. “I thought after last night,” he tried again, watching her face, “maybe you would decide to stop your quest for the guns.” He didn’t say ‘and be with me’ but she knew it was there just under his words.

“Oh Laney-boy,” Rebecca smiled gently at him. In truth she had been ready to give up her double-life as Robert Baine, Balesi apprentice, after Lane left her rooms last night. “There is one problem with that; I’m of marriageable age as Rebecca.”

“Yes, and you could have married me.”

“No, Lane. You’re only fifteen. You aren’t a Balesi yet. While you were in class my father was showing me off to real Balesi; trying to make deals with their fathers to set my future in stone.” Rebecca glanced at Lane who was clearly in shock – it had not occurred to him that Donald Baine would choose anyone else to marry his daughter off to. “Thank Gan he didn’t make any agreements yet,” she said as a truce.

“But we were openly courting!” Lane cried. “Everyone saw us together!”

“I know,” Rebecca replied calmly. “That was the whole point; to buy me time.” Lane flinched at that – she wasn’t even going to admit that she had enjoyed courting him. It was going to all be for her damned guns; everything always for the damned guns. “But people were starting to talk, my father was getting restless, and we would have very easily been written off as young lovers and disregarded.”

Lane sat dejected, head in his hands, silent for a long time. Finally he brought his head up and crossed his arms over his knees. “So we are back to Robert and the endless lies and deceits?”

“It seems so, yes.”

“I hate Robert.”

“You’re best friends with Robert.”

“I’m best friends with you.” He caught her hand and kissed the back of it gently as she jumped again. “One last day of courting?”

She pulled her hand away and stood, brushing off her skirts. “No. No more courting. I need to get ready; I need to focus. I’ve been out of practice for too long.”

“But, Rebecca.” He caught the hem of her skirt so she wouldn’t walk away.

“I’m sorry Lane, but this is the life I chose long before I met you.” She pulled her skirt away from him and walked back towards the imposing white gates of Archein.

——

And don’t forget to vote in last week’s poll! We’ll be back on the normal FEF schedule next week!

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Write Campaign Challenge #1

September 7, 2011 — Rebecca Enzor

Today we’re veering away from the normal schedule (heck, this whole week is off-schedule due to the Holiday) and leaving Fie Eoin for a short trip to the Other Worlds of the Rebecca Stories. This week is the first challenge for the Writer’s Platform-Building Campaign and it’s a doozy! The rules are:

Write a short story/flash fiction story in 200 words or less, excluding the title. Begin the story with the words, “The door swung open” These four words will be included in the word count. If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional), use the same beginning words and end with the words: “the door swung shut.” (also included in the word count). For those who want an even greater challenge, make your story 200 words EXACTLY!

Challenge accepted! If you are following me on Google+ (click on the G+ icon on the right sidebar) you’ll see that I wrote two different scenes for this challenge – a death and destruction version and a warm fuzzies version. Both satisfied all three caveats of the challenge, but I thought the death and destruction scene was a little stronger. So I give to you my #writecampaign challenge entry!

Rebecca’s Revenge

The door swung open and Rebecca slipped inside. Veriss snored, reeking of alcohol and the perfume of a whore long gone. Rebecca put the back of her hand to her nose and crept forward.

Lane’s guns were slung low over her skirt. She grabbed one by the stock and smashed the handle into the side of Veriss’ jaw. He screamed and fell off the bed as he woke, hand going to his broken jaw. His eyes found her in the dark and fear flashed in them before his anger took over.

“It’s my turn,” Rebecca shivered in anticipation. “It’s my turn to have the power. It’s my turn to break you. And at the end I will give you what you want most; the black hand of death to carry you to the clearing.”

He backed away, holding his jaw, and managed to get out one mangled word. “Traitor.”

“No,” she growled. “You are the traitor. You have betrayed me and my father. You are the one who started this and now I will finish it.”

Rebecca walked to the bedroom door and pulled out Lane’s dagger as she turned back to Veriss, grinning. Behind her the door swung shut.

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If you want to read a bit more about Rebecca, Lane and Veriss (and get a sense of what it was that Veriss did to Rebecca) check out Friday’s post: Rebecca’s Story

Don’t forget to read the other entries in the Challenge and vote for your favorite! (I’m #248 if you would like to vote for me)

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WoW and addiction

August 31, 2011 — Rebecca Enzor

Kindra Odion, Night Elf Hunter.

If you remember back to June when we were talking Role Playing I mentioned that I occasionally play World of Warcraft. By occasionally I mean I’ve logged in about four times since January.

Last year I was addicted. I’d been out of the RPing world for two years when Hubs signed up, and I was content watching him play (I’m weird like that – I like to watch other people play computer games). But he kept saying how much I would like it, and when he asked if I wanted to make a character “just for fun” I thought what the heck, let’s make Kindra into an elf. I chose a hunter class because I liked the idea of having a pet (I’m very bad at the game so the pet does most of the fighting for me) and I named it Pike.

That’s right; Kindra Odion has a cat named Pike that she can command. That fact alone has made the monthly payments worth it ;) (for those of you who have just joined the blog, Pike is Kindra’s antagonist).

After a couple months I got a little bored. So I made a new character, Karigan Odion (Kindra’s daughter). She’s also an elf, but she’s a druid because the character Karigan has a little priestess ability, on top of her kickass warriorness. Instead of having a pet cat Kari can turn into a cat and kick butt that way. I’m really bad at that, by the way. I tried making Kaye a human mage next, on a different server, but she’s very weak and no fun to play (and now you know why the Kaye chapters are so hard for me to write).

Bekkah, the Worgen Warlock.

I made Bekkah, a Worgen Warlock, last. Basically she’s a werewolf who can summon demons to fight for her. Yeah, she’s totally my Rebecca character and I love her. She shot up the levels so fast, but she’s very much a lone wolf. And that’s a funny thing I’ve noticed: each of my characters in the game has a different personality. They act like the character they are based on. Bekkah doesn’t talk to the guild – she doesn’t join groups or play in dungeons. Karigan on the other hand is a chatty, group-making, dungeon-loving elf. She’s sassy and playful and hates to quest alone. Kindra is a bit of both. She’ll chat sometimes, and she’ll join groups if someone needs help, but she rarely does dungeons (unless she knows the group) and she rarely asks for help. Her sense of humor is a little more biting than Kari’s. She’s more aggressive. It’s very much a reflection of Kindra from the novels.

I found the same thing with the places. The quests are fairly similar over the entire game, and there are a few places you can go for each level, and I’ve found that I gravitate towards certain places over others, depending on the character I’m playing. Bekkah likes bleak landscapes and dark forests – Duskwood is probably her favorite place to play. Kari likes water (she can also turn into a seal, so that might have something to do with it). Kindra likes lush landscapes – greens and purples. And it’s funny, because sometimes I’ll be in the middle of doing something and my brain will suddenly have this urge to play. Not to continue with the new places, but to go back to places I have already been and play there. I remember how they felt.

That is exactly what I remember about Fie Eoin when I’m away from it for too long. I started working on this re-write because I missed how it felt. Not because I missed writing and pulling my hair out and hating that I couldn’t make it sound right, but because I missed how it felt to be in Fie Eoin. It’s like going home. When I think of Fie Eoin I don’t think of the crappy writing, the weak character arcs, or the fact that sometimes I think it will never be finished. I think of the way Monk smirks when he’s making fun of Kindra, or the way the wind feels as it runs over Kaye’s wings up on the cliff. A lot of times it will be nothing more than the sound of Gar whispering “Kindra” that sends a pang of intense longing for their world. Sara Bareilles “Gravity” is the perfect way to describe it.

See? Even a post about WoW turned into a post about Fie Eoin. I’m addicted.

Karigan Odion, the Night Elf Druid

What are you addicted to? Do you play WoW? Do you find yourself wanting to go back to Duskwood, or the Arathi Highlands? Most importantly, are you on the Arygos server and want to kill some bad guys with me after work? ;)

And don’t forget: today is the final day to sign up for Rachel Harris’ Write Campaign!

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The Dark Tower

June 28, 2011 — Rebecca Enzor

There’s this author out there, you may have heard of him. His name is Stephen King. Ring any bells? Yeah, I thought you might know of him.

I am terrified of ghosts, and I don’t like gore, and The Shining is probably the most boring movie I have ever watched. But I am obsessed with the Dark Tower series. Like, if Cuthbert knocked on my door and asked me to leave my husband and run away with him I wouldn’t even think twice. We’d be riding off into the sunset on Glue Boy, talking to that bird skull that he liked to wear around his neck. It probably wouldn’t last long, because I don’t think he bathed much, but it would be a fun affair while he smelled nice.

In fact, this is Cuthbert. She turned out to be a girl, got it on with Alain, and ate her babies in true Stephen King fashion. I also had a Jake (whose untimely death while I was at a pony convention ended the mouse infatuation) and a Ka.

And you thought the pony obsession was weird, didn’t you?

I started a DT role-playing game because I was so obsessed I didn’t want the seven (huge) books to end. I made my finest Mary Sue out of a female gunslinger who fell in love with… you guessed it… Cuthbert. I wrote so much DT fanfiction that it eventually morphed into Lane’s Girl and the Rebecca Stories (yeah, you know who Lane is now, don’t you?).

I still say Thanke- Sai. Every Day. And I believe in other worlds. Don’t you?

Have you read the Dark Tower series? What book was your favorite? And if you haven’t, which Stephen King book is your favorite? And if you have ready any of his books, why not? Go now!

Go now, there are other worlds than these.

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Awesome Sauce

March 10, 2011 — Rebecca Enzor

Break out the Awesome Sauce – I finished editing the first act of Fie Eoin!

*does a little dance and freaks out the dogs and cats*

My first order of business is to sleep. I’ve already written my Thursday post for the Asiagoans: The Chores of Editing which will post on Thursday at 8am EST! It’s about my editing process, and I think you should check it out to see what I went through this past month.

And then, when I get home from work on Thursday (cause it’s still just barely Weds here) I’m going to play WoW til my fingers bleed. Oh yes, I will. I’ve been staying away from my shiny for the past month (I didn’t even get to see the game all decked out with Valentine’s hearts!) and I think I deserve a nice monster-killing session. Plus, you know I play Kindra in WoW. Let’s not even pretend that my toons aren’t all named after Fie Eoin Characters (and Rebecca, of course, who gets to be a Worgen Warlock). Yep, that’s how I roll.

And now about that sleeping thing I mentioned…

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Top Ten Countdown – Music Blogfest!

January 24, 2011 — Rebecca Enzor

“Counting down our top tunes of all time! Music moves us. It inspires us! Now, tell the world YOUR ten favorite songs of all time. The Song, the band – why does it move you?”

Welcome to the Top Ten Countdown Music Blogfest! I have a feeling that my list is going to be wildly different from most on this blogfest, if only because I listen to different music than most of the people I know in real life. And since all of my favorite songs remind me of a character or a scene, you aren’t likely to find Casey Kasem’s Top 40 in here.

#10: Baby Blue – Dave Matthews Band. Much like Wilco’s One Wing (which didn’t make the cut) this song makes me cry every time I hear it. It’s this line: “I confess I’m not quite ready to be left”. I can’t help but think of Lane watching Rebecca die (over and over and over in all those worlds, but mostly in Lane’s Girl). And if I try to stop thinking of Lane and Rebecca then Gar and Kindra crowd in and that makes me cry doubly hard. So while most of the other songs on this list make me happy, Baby Blue makes #10 because it tears my heart out and leaves it sobbing on the floor.

#9: See The World – Gomez. On to something a little happier. For years I had no idea who sang this song but whenever it came on the radio it made me think of Gar. It’s still his song, as far as I’m concerned, although I can imagine him singing it to Kindra (or, you know, thinking it at her, since she would make merciless fun of him if he sang to her).

#8: What I Wouldn’t Do – A Fine Frenzy. This song sounds like spring to me. It sounds like going on a trip with your best friends and walking in patchy sunlight under spring-green trees. It makes me think of the beginning of Book of Souls, when Neona, Sean and Alicia begin their journey and their spirits are high.

#7: Sprawl II – Arcade Fire. This is the only song on the list that doesn’t remind me of a specific scene or character. But I like it. I Love it. It’s the beat, and the slightly-wavery voice of the lead singer, and the lyrics, and the fact that it makes me want to dance circles around the living room in a frilly skirt with my dogs.

#6: Come Alive – Foo Fighters. This song started out as Holly’s for the scene when she finally snaps and attacks the manticore. Then it became Karigan’s for the scene when Bar attacks her. Then everyone started sharing it and now this song can be used for any character and any novel (although it still makes me think of Kari and Holly first). I love songs that can do double-duty like that. Plus, it’s one of those pump-you-up-and-get-you-out-of-bed-in-the-morning songs.

#5: Whoa Mule – Black Crowes. I like the weird songs on albums. The ones that most people don’t really care for or against. They tend to be my favorites, and Whoa Mule is one of these songs that most people probably don’t think about. But it’s one of my favorite songs ever.  It sounds happy, day-dreamy, like everything is going to be good if you just give it a little bit more time. It’s also Holly’s happy-song.

#4. One Sweet Love – Sara Bareilles. Before any story or character this song makes me think of my husband. He travels a lot for work, and it makes me think of sitting outside on the beach, watching the sun go down and the waves come in, and waiting for him to come back. “No ordinary wings I need, the sky itself will carry me back to you” is my favorite line and it always reminds me of him when he is gone (or when he’s here and I’m at work).

#3: The Mystic’s Dream – Loreena McKennitt. Whenever I need to calm down I put this song on. It’s relaxing, it makes me think of mountains and Fie Eoin and the twins. When it’s time to start working on FE this is the song I play, and it is often the first song I play when I get to work in the morning. It’s an easy way to get into the business of the day and get my mind in-tune.

#2: In My Head – Anna Nalick. This song makes me think of Lane in a way that almost makes him real. When we first moved to Charleston and my husband was working all summer in a different city and was only home on the weekends this was the song that brought me through that horrible, lonely time. And I can honestly say that this song started me on the path to writing as more than just a hobby. It’s because of this song, and Lane, and my loneliness that I decided I wanted to do this writing thing as well as I could. That was six years ago, and I’m still struggling to fulfill that dream, but whenever I’m lonely, and feeling down about writing, or missing my husband this song can still pull me through.

#1: All Souls Night – Loreena McKennitt. I could fill this list with just Loreena McKennitt songs and call them my top ten of all time and it would be the truth, but the two in this list stick out in my mind. All Souls Night is the sound of a festival in Fie Eoin. Any festival. It makes me want to dance around a bonfire in the middle of the night and drink wine out of a clay mug and look up at a sky full of more stars than I have ever seen.

And those are my top ten songs of all time. What are yours?

For more top ten songs, visit the Music Blogfest on Alex’s blog!

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NaNo Prep

October 20, 2010 — Rebecca Enzor

Back when I was a practicing Wiccan (it didn’t stick, I really sucked at being a witch. I really suck at being anything with a set practice of rituals) I read in a book on Wiccan rituals that the circle started well before calling the corners and lighting the candles. It started when you got into the mind set. It started in the preparations. And it’s the same way for NaNo. Wrimos love November because they finally get to start writing, but I love October. I love the preparation and the anticipation. I love getting in the mind set of writing like a maniac.

One of my Wiccan friends told me that she uses a certain CD to get in the mind set for a ritual. Her ritual starts when she turns on the CD and begins to prepare for the circle. And her brain is now hard-wired to get into that mind set whenever she hears those songs, even if it’s the middle of a random Tuesday. So I tried that, and it worked. To this day when I hear the Prologue to “The Book of Secrets”, by Loreena McKennit, I am immediately put in the frame of mind of the ritual. And I can do the same for my writing. “The Mystic’s Dream” or “All Souls Night” (also Loreena McKennit) puts me right into Fie Eoin, wherever I am. Most of Loreena’s songs put me in Fie Eoin. Mat Kearney conjures up Apollo and his crew. “Come Alive” by the Foo Fighters makes me think of Holly and the Manticore, or Karigan and Bar depending on my mood. Many Dave Matthews songs make me think of Rebecca and Lane. And “What I Wouldn’t Do” by A Fine Frenzy or “St Stephen’s Cross” by Vienna Teng makes me think of Neona and Book of Souls.

It’s a convenient little trick, using music to put you in the right frame of mind. When I want to work on Fie Eoin – no matter what I’m doing – I can turn on the playlist and I’m there, ready to listen to Kindra and Kaye. And when I’m planning Book of Souls this month and writing it next month I’ll play A Fine Frenzy, Vienna Teng, and the Avatar soundtrack (I happened to be storylining BoS when I first listened to the soundtrack, so instead of reminding me of the movie it now puts me straight into Neona’s world. Unfortunately the CD doesn’t work in my car or on my work computer :/).

What about you? Do you have any rituals to prepare and get yourself in the writing mind frame? Are there any albums or songs that remind you of your characters and your worlds?

Don’t forget to visit the other Wrimos in the blogchain and find out how they prepare for NaNoWriMo!

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Writing Compelling Characters

September 24, 2010 — Rebecca Enzor

Today’s topic comes courtesy of The Great Blogging Experiment. Go check it out, because there are (at the time of this post) 174 bloggers signed up to write about the same topic in one giant chain of character blogginess. Shutup, spellcheck, that is too a word.

As anyone popping over from the Experiment may not know, this blog is almost all character-related. I talk about my characters. I talk about what makes them tick, why I love them, and why other people love them. I splash in a little bit of world-building and the occasional writing advice, but mostly this is a blog about the way my characters are developing. How I am trying to make them grow and learn and become compelling characters to read about.

So what do I think makes a compelling character? Struggle. There must be some internal struggle that lets you know they aren’t just a cut and paste paper doll. Kindra struggles with what she wants in life versus what she promised her father. Rebecca struggles with her secrets (so many secrets and lies). Apollo struggles with guilt, Holly struggles with stress of all sorts. Everyone has a problem that they have to learn to deal with, and none of them gets it right the first time. Or even the second time. They aren’t perfect. They all struggle with life and they all struggle with balancing what they want to do with what they should do. Just like you and me.

That’s really what makes a character feel real. That’s what makes them compelling.

For other takes on what makes a character compelling, don’t forget to check out The Great Blogging Experiment!

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Point of view. Or rather, a certain point that I view things from.

May 26, 2010 — Rebecca Enzor

I’m starting to think that I might be kind of weird.

No, hear me out now.  Really.

Last night I was writing some Fie Eoin, because I sorta, kinda, am really in love with it, and I realized that I always look at Fie Eoin from the southeast.  Whenever I see Fie Eoin in my mind, I’m looking from the southeast.  No matter where I am in the village.  If I’m in the center of the village then Kindra’s tent is directly to the left of me, the High Priestess’ two over to the right.  The HP’s tent is directly east (where the sun rises – woah boy the symbolism!), but I always kind of look between the two.  Even inside the tents I look from the southeast at the tent.  I never stand in the doorway and look into the tent – I’m always looking from behind a cot.  It’s the weirdest thing.  And I just realized it last night.

The only time I look from another direction is during the wedding scene (who gets married? I’m not telling!) when I look from the southwest.  I only do it for a moment before I’m back in the east.  I only look that way while Susan is being killed, because I wouldn’t be able to see her from the southeast (and who doesn’t want to watch someone being killed at a wedding?).  It’s the same in Aleda – I look from the southeast.  Same in Gaerlom (you would think I’d look at the village from the ocean, but no, I look from the forest which makes no real sense).  Same in Fie Obsid.  Same all throughout Pike’s Revenge.  What is this obsession with the southeast?

I started thinking of other stories, and what direction I look at them from.  Let’s see, Apollo? Southeast, unless you are in his house, where it changes to northeast.  After Ancient? Southeast until they get to the Mississippi Ocean.  Phooka Tales?  hmmmm, yep, southeast.  Even the manor is on the southeastern shore of the Loch Ness.  Lane’s Girl? Ah Ha!  I look at Lane’s Girl from the north.  I can prove it, just take a look at the drawing of Archein I made on a sticky.  The main gate is to the north, and the hidden gate to the west, and this is always the way I look at Archein – from the north.

So really this post has no reason behind it, other than to illustrate the face that I don’t like to look at things from the west.  Unless I’m standing on Sullivan’s Island Beach, which I will be doing all next week!  Don’t expect any posts from me while I’m on vacation ;)

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Sticky #55

May 24, 2010 — Rebecca Enzor

 

I’m pretty sure that everyone who writes has that one phrase that they rely on and always turn to in every story.  It’s kind of like having that one character that you kill in every story (what? I’m the only one who does that?).  It’s the fall-back phrase, or something that rings so true for one character, but then also rings true for another character…and another…and that one too.  In any case, I have one of those phrases, and mine is “I’m stronger than you think”.

I don’t know why that’s my go-to phrase of choice.  Maybe because my characters like to fight.  In this sticky, Kaye from Fie Eoin is saying it, but I know Lane Morgan says it in one of the Rebecca Stories, Holly Thompson may not say it in Phooka Tales but she could, and I’m pretty sure one of my newest characters says it also (whether it’s Anna or Neona I can’t say, because I keep getting them confused).  In any case, all of my characters are stronger than you think (except Rebecca, who is weaker than she lets on), and so am I.  It makes me feel good to write that sentence.  It makes me feel – well – strong.  To be inside someone’s head as they challenge another person with their strength – that’s how I’d like to think I am.  I’m the person who is stronger than you think.  I’m the person who has this deep well of strength (whether physical, mental, emotional, ect) that bubbles up at the least expected times.  I’m the one who can finish what you can’t finish and can plow through when everyone else sits out at the sidelines. 

I’m the one who is going to finish against all odds and write this book and EDIT this book and eventually get published.  I know I will.  Because I’m stronger then you think I am.

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