I remembered this Tumblr post that said “writing for yourself is bad advice and we write so others enjoy what we create” or something like that. I actually think both are true. In my journey of writing I realized something. The saying “write for yourself” is true BUT you must also write for others to enjoy your work like you do. Let me explain: Continue reading “Write for Yourself but also…For Your Audience?!?”
Eyes are the window to the soul
and apparently when you wear glasses, your soul comes out in magic
My name is Shiro
I think it’s Japanese for “white”
My mom made me get glasses because I couldn’t see
Ever since then I could use a variety of magic spells!
Every morning when the mailman came he had to run super fast before I get outside to greet him. I may have…burned him a couple of times by accident.
But laser eyes isn’t all I can do! I can hover and make things fly! It makes my head hurt but it sure is a neat trick.
My glasses are the only reason I can do this. They’re special. The doctor said I can command my world with these.
If I can do that,
can I do anything?
Author Notes: #foureyesmafia! This story-poem is something I’ve had in the works for ages. Four Eyes Mafia was a thing I made up in 2014. The book’s premise is magical glasses. Expect a full release of the poetry chapbook soon! :3
I drew that dragon art the other night. It’s a chibi Ashuton! ^.^
I’m back with another flash story! It’s not for a weekly event or anything. It’s for a book I want to do called Eden. The writing prompt I used is “she sings” from a list of 400 prompts but I changed it to “he sings.” As always if you enjoy this, like and comment. Also support me on Patreon. You could name a character for a story! ^.^
The diamonds around his neck were the pride and joy of 55 Cancrie. Although worthless on Earth they were special to him for their beauty.
Whenever he danced in the club of the future he always wore multi-colored jewelry to give himself extra allure–extra POP!
Emeralds, Rubies, Lapis, Rose Quartz and even a few colored diamonds alongside the pure ones; he’d wear more than just those
He’d wear any gem that pleased his fashion senses but he always had a diamond visible somewhere on his body.
Diamond, Diamond, Diamond!
Oh, Cancrie, how I love you!
When a trader bought a red diamond to him for inspection he couldn’t help but blush at the sight of the pure gem. Impure or not, the diamond always had a place in his heart. He fashioned it onto his necklace and shone it to the light. Even it agreed the diamond was beautiful because the dimond’s red lights reflected beautifully on the wall.
“Even the world’s most worthless diamonds hold value in my eyes,” he held his necklace up to the sky and exhaled while nostalgic memories were uprooted. “If it sparkles and shines beautifully, it’s mine.”
He danced longer than usual tonight. Twirls, leaps, a few ballet moves and a few dirty ones were the crux of his performance. The red diamond sparkled and dangled as he moved. It swished about and klacked against the other diamonds it was nestled with on the necklace.
He could hear them chanting his name as he made every move
Rinaldo! Rinaldo! Rinaldo! Rinaldo!
He was so happy that he felt like he was on cloud 9
Or even better! Heaven!
The diamond was happy too.
If you look closely you’ll see it glow a little bit.
He felt the diamond’s happiness; it added considerably to his own
All of this was like a gematic climax
At the end of his performance he bowed to the audience.
They showed their admiration by throwing flowers and money onto the stage.
He collected them all and proceeded into the back room.
He took a moment to catch a breather
His gem was cooling down too. It’s glow was slowly dimming.
Gently he placed his hand upon his necklace of diamonds. He closed his eyes and breathed three words of appreciation to it–specifically the red one.
“Thank you, dear.”
“Anytime.” It responded back through feelings. “Let’s do this again! That was fun.”
“Don’t worry. We have plenty more years of this ahead for us.”
All things don’t end happily.
If he hadn’t been stabbed in the back by a barbed sword, he might’ve celebrated tonight by watching a movie with his gems.
The last words he heard were “Die.”
He collapsed onto the floor with his gems. Even in death he wouldn’t let them go because he knew he’d be back.
Still, it hurts to be stabbed out of spite.
Who did this? It’s all he wanted to know.
Before closing his eyes to rest he recited his words to the trader and many other people who asked about his beautiful collection of gems.
“If it sparkles and shines…it’s mine.”
Author Notes/Context: the fact that the boy, Rinaldo, is a dancer is my showing of how I want more boys in girlish roles. Rinaldo is also Ashuton’s son and he has his own blog! Prodigaldragon.wordpress.com
I plan on illustrating this for now but until then, have the boy in the featured image as Rinaldo’s face claim. I think some of you might think this story has references to Steven Universe and it does! There’s only one reference though: Lapis and Rose. The rest of this is not SU-inspired. I think it’s cute though if you think of Rinaldo’s diamonds as part of the Diamond Authority.
Going back to Wattpad today had the unexpected re-emergence of an old fond memory. Back when I was a budding teen author before I spent my hiatus on Instagram I was an avid user of Quotev and Wattpad. I didn’t use Quotev for long since I disliked the clunky interface but the site does have a (small) place in my heart. It introduced me to the only Internet-posted original fiction story that I’d ever read in full (or in its case, up to the chapter before it was deleted).
That story is My Bloody Little Kitty.
Yes the story had problems that some stories written by teens have (like word play or in some places a dry use of words) but it flowed nicely! Flow is incredibly important and the flow and pacing of the story is what kept me hooked. There weren’t a lot of useless descriptions either. It was straight and to-the-freaking-point. It flowed well.
My problem with most books is they take their sweet-ass time on descriptions and shit (excuse my French!) but not Meghan’s story. It was to the point, descriptions were minimal but you are able to visualize things. The chapters are short too which is good for someone like me: a person who clicks out with long stuff. The whole story was amazing and lusty and, if I remember correctly, sweet.
Meghan wrote a gem.
I loved Parker, the red-head Sawyer and the green-haired Wolf. I loved Sawyer’s protective possessiveness over Parker. I love the love triangle that was being set up before our eyes and threatened to break apart the Sawyer X Parker ship.
Then, one day, the story was gone.
Meghan’s profile was deleted too.
I lamented and hoped Meghan would return. It’s been 3 years and she hasn’t. The story was reposted on Wattpad by someone else but only the first two chapters are there. I and (after reading the comments on Wattpad) many others want this story to return. I personally don’t care if it’s unable to be completed. Don’t stress yourself if you lost interest, Meghan. I want all 21 (or 23?) chapters and any unfinished chapters to be posted back on the internet again so I can read it and enjoy it. If you finish it that makes it even better.
Meghan, if you’re reading this, please please PLEASE bring this story back. If you’re afraid to, use a pen name and pretend you know the author! It’s better to be yourself though because your fans outnumber the haters.
If you know Meghan could you please pass this onto her? I’m praying for this story’s return. Is she well?? Is she still alive?
If you are her parents, your daughter is a wonderful writer!!
Meghan, if you’re considering turning My Bloody Little Kitty into a real book through self publishing, please don’t change it too much. Don’t add words in or do those awful long rambling descriptions that authors do. Or do what you think is right.
I know there’s a remake of this story called Cheshire. I read the first chapter and it doesn’t flow as well as Meghan’s story and it has rambling descriptions in some places. I only read (or skimmed) chapter 1 and it couldn’t hold me.
Also, It changed Parker’s name to Aiden. To me that also ruined it. Names are important. Parker sounds like a baby name; a name for someone in the process of growing up. Aiden sounds like the name of someone growing up and into themselves. That name wasn’t suitable for Parker whom is basically a baby in the story. He’s so innocent and he’s still growing up.
Lastly, the picture for him didn’t fit how he acts.
I’m sure the story has some good points, though and if you’re curious go read it. I might if I can focus my attention onto it.
I want to do my own remake of My Bloody Little Kitty. When I complete some of my writing projects I totally will. Maybe I’ll even add my own characters in place of Parker, Sawyer and Wolf so I won’t lose interest in writing it. I’m thinking Sylvio, Josh and a young version of Prince Dragon will do.
Meghan, if you’re out there, please bring your story back. There are nostalgic fans dying to read it. Even if it’s the initial 21 chapters.
Today I am pulling all content from the D&C document and I’m now realizing how much shit (I use that word lovingly) I wrote. Seriously. It’s a lot and I CANNOT believe I unleashed all of THAT upon the world. I need to trim it and FAST o_o I haven’t a clue what to cut but God/Jesus will help me figure it out.
Swish, swish, the brush goes
Swish and swish and swish
When there is no more ink
–No more inspiration,
the brush becomes a knife
and the paint becomes blood.
Ohhhh, you did not deserve this
A victim of a man’s unspoken public crime
He needed to paint, he wanted to paint
Inspiration had gone but he thought–
He thought he’d make a painting of you.
I have begun a “flash fic a day” challenge and I swear to The Lord I will NOT fail. I originally intended to have only original fiction so I could expand upon my stories but it’s too late in the night to post the story I want. Instead I am opening up with fan fiction focused on my favorite gem: Lapis Lazuli. (Hence the reason this is #0) Since its at night and this isn’t tied to my original fiction I can craft this safely for posting. It’s based on a flash fiction prompt by Nancy Stohlman: #15: Write a story that involves a reoccurring and/or deep dark fear. This will be interesting. Please enjoy!
You are mine!! You are ALWAYS SUPPOSE TO BE MINE!!!!
No, Peridot. He is mine and I am taking him with me.
She stays on the cold ground and let’s her tears splash upon the solid-water floor. Her actions on that day disgusted her—forever ingrained, in her memory and their memory. She hasn’t spoken to the Crystal Gems since her embarrassing defeat. She wants to tell him sorry but all she can do is wallow in her pillar of water and cry.
“They still remember it. I know they do. It’s even evidenced on that Connie girl’s camera.
My past is not today. My past is not today.
I led him on, that’s what they think. I told him how I felt despite not knowing him truly—he knows it. He remembers. Will he hate me for it when I become a diamond gem?”
Lapis looks to the stars for guidance. She cannot ask Blue Diamond because Blue Diamond is dead and gone (trapped…in a bubble). She is alone on this issue and must guide herself by herself.
“What will my diamond think when—or if—I tell her?”
Blue Diamond used to say “Lapis, you are so sweet and kind. Don’t let other gems tear you down. Stand proud, as my gem.”
Whatever may happen, Lapis cannot risk it and she cannot let it rule her. She finally gets off the floor and stands on her own two feet. She has already decided what she wants to do. She will ask for an apology and then she will live as she always should have done.
“Okay, Steven. I am coming.”
With a strong push of her wings she sets off for Beach City.
Thank you for reading!!! I hope this wasn’t too weird. It is Lapis x Steven. He is older in this and she tries to take him away because she didn’t want to lose his friendship to Connie and the other gems. This cases her to act out and confess her love—which might not have been love to begin with. She fell in love with his character and does not truly love him.
As I was writing this I NEEEEED a sad song to listen to. That song is Heavy Price Paid from the original Halo 2 soundtrack. I swear that game has the best main menu music ever. Also, the picture used as a featured image inspired the story. That image + the song are a great combination. I would like to know who the artist is and if there is a full size version.
If you enjoyed this please support me on Patreon ^_^
http://www.patreon.com/oshidoshi you could get a cool reward like a flash story based on a character you name!
I’ve been getting back into the game on this blog and am ready to start posting TSODR fiction again! The frustrating thing about organizing all that fiction into book form is, when you’ve made a world so big you want everyone to see every possible story and drown happily in the lore—that was the cause of why Dragons and Cicadas is so huge.
However with that aside, I’ll post stories anyway and think about organization later. A writer needs to write and fans need to read.
I’ve been feeling lighter since coming back to all my old accounts to resume my mission of
shoving space dragons down people’s throats taking over the world with my bisexual killer trash can dragons. I haven’t signed back into Goodreads yet. I’ll do that once I complete a story prompt I owe. I did browse the dragon section for a hot minute and it’s still the same in the “top rated dragon books” part. There’s some new stuff like Romance, etc, but I didn’t read any reviews. Reading good and bad reviews is how I dissect the faults of other authors and try not to make mistakes that they have made. Lord knows I don’t want my dragons to be like everyone else’s -.-
Aside from that, I’m getting less and less scared of fame now. Recent events made me realize people will talk about you, especially online. Whether good or bad they will talk. It is your job to not take it to heart and know your worth especially. And stop Googling yourself.
Anyways I’ll stop rambling and get back to blogging. Here’s what to expect:
- A flash story about Sammy (or Sylvio. Yup I got a new dragon!) in the Italian countryside
- My thoughts about the Assassin’s Creed trailer
- GET REKT: my thoughts on Yugioh Arc V (yes I watch that shit) and its tumblr fandom (o holy hell)
- A post about my Patreon
It’s going to be exciting! Current mood:
This was reposted from my website c:
If you’ve been a subscriber to my blog and followed my (unpolished) stories on Smashwords, then you’ll know that I’ve been silent for a looooong time. A year and a half to be exact. Where have I been? I’ve been in many places (*_*
After my adventures in anime fandoms I found a “writer’s retreat.” Basically it allowed me to portray any character of my choice and write as them. I’ve made many friends at this retreat. I’ve also made MANY mistakes, had an embarassing moment and was almost thrown into a depression from a lack of understanding how the Internet and internet friendships work. Here I was thinking I had mastered the Internet XD
Anyways, I used to think that retreat was a curse because of how embarrassing I was when I first started but now I see it was a blessing despite the pitfalls. My writing has grown to such an extent that I can see all the errors in my stories and poems. Because of that I am dedicating this year to re-editing those stories and re-releasing them in a form I’ve been dying to do for years but didn’t know how to: anime chapbooks.
I’ve set up a Patreon because I want to earn a living from my work. I’ll also be posting new fiction and some older ones here. Here is my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/user?u=3280749&ty=h
Here are more details on what I want to do:
- re-release most stories in Dragons and Cicadas as individual chapbooks
- fix the whole book of D&C so it becomes a more concrete and easy-to-understand collection
- give more depth to all characters, including minor ones. each character would get their own backstory chapbook (think of it as Haruhi Suzumiya Character Albums as books)
I can already tell this is going to be a fun year •v•
I’ll explain more about where I’ve been a little bit later. Right now I need to work. Now if I could just learn how to forget the past and that humans make mistakes that’d be great.
Thanks for reading!
Today I interview another indie author – Adrienne Wilder, author of the urban fantasy dragon series Darwin’s Theory, Gray Zone and City of Dragons. She’s also the author of the Others Series, the God Code series and the book JACK. If I remember correctly, I found out about her City of Dragons book when I was searching “Dragons of Atlanta” because I wanted to see if anyone else wrote a ‘dragons in Atlanta’ story like I did. I tried reading it recently but I couldn’t finish it. Novels and I really don’t get along
Enough of my rambling. Below is the interview in all its glory!
When did you first begin writing City of Dragons/Darwin’s Theory (or whichever books you want to talk about)? What were your inspirations?
Most of the books I have written were started a while ago, I just never finished/published them. I have hyper creativity, so my inspiration can be anything from a dream to a salt shaker. Basically my ideas have a weird way of forming that often makes no sense. Keeps things interesting.
When did you first fall in love with dragons.
According to my mother I was 3. I escaped her arms at the showing of Disney’s Pete’s Dragon and ran down the aisle screaming “Don’t hurt my friend.”
Which scene was the hardest to write?
If you mean hard by difficult to construct? I don’t really have an answer because those kinds of things usually fall into place without me really even realizing it. As for a scene that was difficult due to content, I’d say a very large portion of the book JACK (a contemporary) would fit that bill.
Did your writing ever bring you to tears?
I am embarrassed to say, yes. Many times. I’m a sap.
What are your fondest memories of writing the book(s)?
Usually the actual writing of the story. That’s when I often go away in my head.
How has e-Publishing changed your life? Continue reading “Interview with Adrienne Wilder, The Urban Fantasy Author!”
Hello everyone! I bring you my very first interview with an indie author! Her name is Diane Astle, author of Ben the Dragonborn. I had the pleasure of meeting her in a dragon group I moderate. I love helping and I wanted to help her with exposure of her children’s book, Ben the Dragonborn. The interview is right below this paragraph!
When did you first start writing Ben the Dragonborn?
It is hard to believe that I started writing Ben the Dragonborn 14 years ago. I had not yet read Harry Potter and I had never heard of Skyrim when I started to write. When I started I was not fulfilling a life-long dream. While I had thought it might be cool to write, I never thought I would, so I didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about doing so. I had learning Continue reading “Interview with Diane Astle, Author of Ben the Dragonborn”
I have a new releeeaaassseee~! I announce the print version of Dragonworld ETC, originally published in ebook format, is now in print format so you can enjoy the feel, look and smell of the book and its poems! This new release comes with my transition back to print books and the ending of updating Dragons and Cicadas.
I really do love print books and I stopped making them because I thought the ebook market was where its at. The ebook market is still viable but I like to see my words on paper, inside a print book and I’m tired of seeing it on a screen. I don’t get that feeling of accomplishment I get with print books.
I was looking at a Code Geass doujinshi by Fuukatei that I bought and I realized “doujinshi is short. I like short.” And “People in Japan and other countries still enjoy print books.” Another reason that I stopped with print books was because I thought people wouldn’t like short books. Now I see length doesn’t matter. Just tell the story (or stories) that need to be told.
Along with Dragonworld ETC is the release of a special 70-page Doujinshi-inspired poetry book called Joan and the Mares. The book has poetry that was includes in Dragons and Cicadas but the book also has new poems and the final ending to the story Mare Council. Because of its length, Joan and the Mares is a regular poetry book and not a chapbook. (I shouldn’t say regular, its special!)
These books are only available at Lulu and won’t be at any other retailer.
I also have an upcoming poetry/flash fiction Doujinshi and I have a new chapbook series of historical stories taking place in the TSODR universe, titled HISTORIA.
Please support me and buy these books! One day I will sell these at Comiket and have all sorts of good merchandise to sell with them, just like my favorite Yaoi Trap Doujinshi artist/circle (they’re named after a plant).
Dragonworld ETC: Click here!
Joan and the Mares: Click here!
It was a mistake
I am sorry
The day I let you slip from my grasp, I wanted to take you back
I replay the moment, undoing time and ripping up a paper that should have never existed.
I kept saying “we will take her back” but they…they wouldn’t give you back.
It was a mistake, you see.
My heart–our hearts–are torn to shreds without you.
We try to recover, but there is no recovering.
No one can replace you
And only you can repair the gash in my soul that bleeds.
Hello Everydragon! I am doing a “Fresh Release” post for the super great author Adrienne Wilder. I first heard of her when I saw her City of Dragons book and recently I have been reminded of it and will be reading it very soon and even though novels aren’t my fancy, I will try my hardest to finish it. The new book she has just released, Seven, is a new Sci Fi tale from the Dragonauthor. There are no dragons/Kin in this book, but you need to give it a try anyway. Below is the Continue reading “Fresh Release: Seven by Adrienne Wilder (Cover Reveal!)”
These are my entries for National poetry Month. I missed out on Day 1-3 but I’m writing ’em anyway. The first one is a reference to Haruka Shimotsuki’s Yggdrasil and Yuragu Sora albums. The second is a reference to her song on a Doujin (self published) album she made in collaboration with Rekka Katakiri, Bassy and Chata (the Barbarian on the Groove group). The third is a cyberpunk/rainy day poem for my community story, Dragon Spire. The last one is a tribute to Ian M Banks (I read that he’s sick) and his Culture stories. I’ve never read a single Culture book (novels don’t bode we’ll with me) but I’m making a tribute anyway using the prompt from Napowrimo.net.
All poems use elements from Dragons & Cicadas.
Lui-Draghi xazso cilhy
K’lir voivel, neu-l-uogil
Camare, lasoyu Ellju
He felt the air filtering through his parted fingers
He loved the sky, and from his hill he embraced the breeze
The turbines swung and swung the wills of the Earth
The purification of air made the breeze come faster and harder like the snow
The airy boy was holding out both his arms
It was like a thank-you prayer to the air
The grass, in all their millions of glory, shifted and shifted in wake