As the beta roll-out looms, it’s about time I had a sit-down with myself and addressed some of the important questions that you, the readers, have about my upcoming novel, Gardens of War & Wasteland: The Ruptured Sky.
And so 2017 draws to a close. I for one can not be more relieved.
This year has been a tumultuous one indeed: I moved countries, got married, began a new day-job, bought my first car, and moved again (domestically this time); I said goodbye to my Grandmother, a second mother who raised me alongside my own; and lost two public figures (Chester Bennington and Kim Jonghyun), who have been a source of love, comfort and inspiration, to this terrible illness called depression, of which I also chronically suffer. It really has been all over the place–I have been all over the place. Personal rollercoaster aside, though, and my writing career(?) has been a pleasantly stable fixture. Let’s take a look.
I’ve never been one for character building through questionnaires or other short-answer type activities. However, while browsing tumblr, I happened upon a list of unusual questions for MCs (or muses as it was originally postulated) and I actually found myself–and my characters–responding to them. Below are a collection of answers, featuring the full main cast of Garden of the Gods: Ami, Kriah, Kio and Rei.
- Does your MC prefer to sleep under many layers of blankets or only under a few?
Ami always likes a blanket of some sorts for security and comfort. Even if it’s stifling hot she will want something on her to feel relaxed enough to sleep. She doesn’t like too many though, as it makes her feel trapped and worries about becoming entangled should she need to rise quickly.
Dear Kriah is a man of minimal simplicity: his bed consists of a pillow and blanket, no more no less. If it’s a particularly frosty night he may add a fur throw for extra warmth but that’s it. Due to his mixed heritage, Kriah sleeps but once a week and associates bed with an irritating necessity rather than comfort.
Being a traveller, Rei spends more nights sleeping on the road than in the comfort of an inn. As he is required to keep his supplies to a minimum, he tends to not burden himself with blankets or a bedroll. Training has taught him to ignore his desired comforts and to rest sitting upright. Rei, however, is a naturally cold person and whenever afforded the joy of bedding, piles as many blankets atop of him as he can find.
As a prince, Kio has grown up with an abundance of comfort, including beds layered with plush quilts, furs and silk sheets. While he is quite content to snuggle down under all this luxury, more often than not he wakes to find them thrown to the floor. Kio is a hot, restless sleeper and although he would love to sleep buried under all that comforting weight, his body does not agree.
The Holanian capital, Adria. Rei-Hai Shaw knew it like the back of his hand. For the Tower to mark the city as his next hunting ground was both fortune and cruelty. Two years had passed since he last walked the streets of his homeland; he’d been a shadow then too, lost amongst the crowds gathered for the royal wedding of heir apparent, Crown Prince Kiokharen. But this time, Rei was not here for a celebration.
The Grand Cathedral of Nirhana stood nobly behind the castle proper. Secured within the gated domain of Upper Adria, it was not open to the general populace; the cathedral was the wedding chapel and worship venue of choice for the Holanian highborn. Rei had visited it a number of times in his youth—being the son of the reigning Swordmaster, Rei was privy to the inner circles of nobility. He was of age with the wayward Princess Amikharlia and had more or less grown up alongside the royal siblings. They’d often come to the cathedral to play, to see who could climb the highest up the ivy-coated walls. Rei always won.
Holly Black takes something so ordinary, so relatable to the modern adolescent, and juxtaposes it against the profoundly extraordinary.
After a dismal run of DNF and one-star reads, Holly Black‘s The Darkest Part of the Forest was a pure delight. I have to confess, ten years ago, I never would have picked up this book: I was strictly a high-fantasy or slice-of-life contemporary literature kind of girl. I had no interest in magical realism or the blurring of lines between our world and others. What a wonderful thing personal growth is!
The biggest tragedy facing 2044 is that LGBTQI+ women of colour are still experiencing inequality to the point they need to masquerade as straight white boys in an online simulation.
I really don’t know what to say about this one. Although late to the party, my inner geek was excited to read Ready Player One due to the overwhelmingly positive reviews floating around the internet. Some even go as far as to laud it as the ‘best book ever’.
This is not one of those reviews.
Warning. There will be spoilers.
Hello again readers,
I’m excited to say that July has actually been an eventful month with life, reading and writing all moving along with leaps and bounds. Still haven’t managed to get a regular updating schedule on this things but I’m pretty optimistic August will see more content coming your way. Well then, let’s get into it.