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Wednesday, March 30, 2022

[Tag] All About You and Around the Blogasphere

 


Greetings.

I was tagged in the All About You and Around the Blogasphere tag by the most Marvelous Mattie May of The Blossoming Writer, the lovely authoress who wrote and published the delightful  debut historical fiction novel Everlasting Gold

I am greatly in debt to Mattie for this, because as you can see I haven't posted in ages and really needed to get something out soon. Thanks to this tag, I can at last do that! Well I "could have" done it without the tag, but if I'm being honest, I would not have.



P.S. I would like to inform any bloggers who should happen to read this post that I am not going to be doing any blog tags that aren't themed around writing or reading, with some occasional exceptions. So if you by chance see this and stash away my blog name for future tags so you needn't go hunting later (it's okay, I do it too), please keep this in mind. Thank you!


Onto the tag!


Rules 

-Answer the following questions

-Tag at least a couple other bloggers

-Have them answer these questions


Questions

What's your favorite book/book series and why?

Wellwellwell, if it isn't the question I'm never capable of answering...
Alright I'm going to cheat and divide this up into very specific categories so as many of my favorites can fit into this as possible (if the NY Times can do it, so can I).

My favorite standalone would be The Last Dragon by Silvana De Mari. 

    I have loved this book since the very beginning of Bleeding Ink, and some time before it. I would say that it's the first book that showed me what my taste in books is.
I had read books that I loved before it (many a historical fiction novel and The Hunger Games trilogy being the ones that come to mind), but while I loved those books none of them were me. But in The Last Dragon, I really found myself in the voice of the book, in the world, in the characters. All of these things in ways which I really would not have expected. 
It also was one of the very first fantasies that I read, and so it also introduced much of my very favorite genre to me.
So many kudos and cookies are due to the translator who brought Mari's wonderful story to english-speaking readers such as myself.


My favorite MG fantasy series is The Ranger's Apprentice by John Flanagan. 

These books are so much fun. They're just loose adventures with endearing characters and a healthy amount of emotional issues. Halt and Will's mentor-mentee relationship is one of my favorite things ever, the horses are precious, the world is easy and fun, and the action is pretty good too.
I love them so much and I am delighted that they exist (though I am only in the third book so far). 

 
My favorite YA fantasy trilogy is the Dragons' Bane trilogy by Melody Jackson.

    This trilogy catches a lot of flack and is generally disliked by many people who read it. But it will forever hold a very near and dear place in my heart. There's so much depth to it, so much intention. It's easy to miss when you read it the first time, or even if you just read it without the willingness to see things a bit differently from how you're naturally inclined to. 
But once you see it, and once you follow the breadcrumbs of all the hidden amazingness, it is so, so cool. Not to mention, the emotion and humor and characters are just wonderful.
I have so much respect for what Jackson did with this trilogy, for the careful execution of the story and for one character and their arch in particular. 


My favorite adult fantasy series is The Stormlight Archive by Brandon Sanderson.

This series. It is phenomenal. 
 

My favorite YA sci-fi trilogy is The Fire Rain Chronicles by Miranda Marie.

    This trilogy was so. good. It's got a few things I really wasn't big on, but as a whole the characters, the overarching story, the prose - they were so solid. Marie did a great job on this trilogy and merged sci-fi, dystopia, and just a hint of fantasy together in such a delightful way.
This story is also very intense at times and I quite literally zoomed through all three books because of ye olden "I have to know what happens next" feelings in addition to the general fast-paced nature of it all.
Talking about this is making me feel that a re-read is due...


My favorite classic novel is  Great Expectations (I say, having not finished it even after five years)  or the Jane Eyre.

    But see this isn't even accurate because I read a lot of classics. So many. Because they're so easy to get a hold of in audiobook or physical copy, I probably read more classics than anything else. Besides that they're just so good, and have so much to offer that modern fiction doesn't.
I just really love classics.
Sherlock, Austen, Tolkien, Lewis, Twain, Montgomery, Alcott... I don't know, there's just so many books to love! Even getting into oddly specific categories won't fit everything in...

But anyways, I'll at least talk about the two I mentioned. Just know that there are many, many more and these are only two of them all.

Great Expectations - I just love this book so much. The atmosphere, the foreshadowing, the characters, the prose, the meaning, the depth, Joe Gargery. One can't not love Great Expectations. Well, unless you hate it because of the pain it gives you, but even then, that's still loving it. 

Jane Eyre - Another one of my favorites that catches much flack! Why must my reading taste be so controversial... Anyways I love this one not for the gothic appeal (I didn't even know this book was paraded as a gothic romance until after I read it, and only picked up on the occasional gothic feeling when I was reading) nor the romance (though it is there, I didn't see it as the focus at all, and also don't find it to be problematic as so many readers seem to) but for Jane. Jane is so very precious. She's so strong and endearing and beautiful, an absolute treasure of a character. 
She stands for what she believes, she- ... oh wait that's a spoiler. Basically she sacrifices things she loves, things she wants, for what she knows is good and right. She is such a good role model and definetly one of those characters I can think back on and find comfort and courage in.

(slipping in an extra here because talking about controversial opinions reminded me...) Dracula - I loved Dracula by Bram Stoker. Loved it, I tell you. And I hate vampires. So why did I love this book so much? The CHARACTERS. Oh my word did I love these characters. The bond they all had for each other, the deep love and care they had as a group, the strength and endurance they all showed in such traumatic situations- AH I just LOVE IT. 

Now liking Dracula isn't the controversial part. The controversial part is me saying that I didn't find it to be a deep conversation on the role of womanhood. Granted, I haven't studied Bram as I have other writers, so I really wouldn't know. But I read the book just as the book, and found the ladies to be lovely and strong (though they weren't my favorite characters), and the way the men treated them made lots of sense given the story and also just seemed normal and sweet? They all cared for them in different ways, as people tend to. 
But that is, perhaps, a conversation for another post in which I can talk full spoilers. 


My favorite children's novel is either Peter Pan or Alice's Adventures In Wonderland.

    I really love both of these books so much. They have two very different approaches to very similar topics. They're both about a child who goes into another world filled with magic and adventure.
But Peter Pan is a bit more dramatic when you think about it, and a bit tragic though in a good sort of way. It's full of fun and swashbuckling, little boy mischief and magic, and all sorts of wonderful things. But there's also quite a bit of deepness to it that hits every so often.
Peter Pan is definetly good just as a story, but it's also a very good conversation with young people about childhood and growing up (and even adults). 

Meanwhile, Alice In Wonderland is literal nonsense. Not in the romantic gothic way which people insist upon depicting it, but in a crazy, wacky, funny, absolutely perplexing way. Jam-in-a-watch sort of way. March-around-in-a-circle-while-water-washes-over-you-to-dry-off sort of way. Talk-to-a-stoner-caterpillar-and-take-his-advice-about-eating-mushrooms sort of way.  
Alice In Wonderland is pure fun nonsense. That is literally why Carroll came up with it - he was telling a story to a little girl named Alice, her sisters, and his friend, and Alice requested a story about complete nonsense. 
It's not a deep conversation, it's not got symbolism, it's just unhinged lunacy. It's funny and delightful, but it isn't deep (though you may say it's deep into madness). 

So I love both of these stories very much, for two very different reasons.



What is your favorite food?

Food is largely an unfortunate necessity for me and I don't really care for it as a whole (excluding chocolate. That does not count).  But I quite enjoy rice and various ways in which it is prepared, especially with bell peppers. 


Who is your favorite author?

I- I don't know.
I... don't know.
*returns to my crisis from earlier* 
I love so many authors. I have consistently enjoyed the majority of Jane Austen, Miranda Marie, Brandon Sanderson, and L.M. Montgomery. I know there's more but I'm just gonna cut it off there otherwise we really will be here forever.



What gives you inspiration for your books?

I always find this to be a bit of a silly question. What doesn't inspire me? A literal jar of soap inspired me once. Here I might actually have a picture...


Yeah that's poor quality but there it is. Literal cylinder of soap.
It inspired a mermaid story.

Anything and everything has the potential to inspire me. Once I heard a lady's name, and that sparked a whole story. Sometimes a random phrase will pop into my head and I'll turn it into something. Sometimes I'll hear a song and get a story out of it. 
There's no exact source, it's just life itself, really.

Though I suppose visuals are something that tend to generally inspire me. I have a collection of pictures of things that just sparked something in me, but those things haven't been turned into stories. 


If we want to be more specific, what inspired the stories I already have established and am working on, then that's still a wide variety of answers. The original spark for Roslyn was a prompt that said something about a character being turned into an inanimate object, the example being a chair or something. "Well that's weird," thought I, "and sounds like it'd be the makings of a comedy."
Then I paused and was like "WAIT." as the story of Roslyn was born in my mind.

The Rising was sparked into existence via the Bible. I have long stood on the perspective that the Bible is a high-fantasy story that is real. There's a magic system - it's God. There's dragons. There's battles and wars. There's kings and queens and princes and princesses. Rival kingdoms. Blessings, curses. Angels, demons. Swords.  Mountains. Sacrifice. Love. Passion. Honor. Duty. All that good stuff. 
And now I'm working on a story all about that. Using these amazing people as characters, using this amazing story as inspiration. It's not a re-telling nor is it a novelization. It isn't allegory. I don't know how to explain it. It's kind of its own thing, but it would be nowhere without the Bible.

Unnamed (yes that's its actual name) was inspired by a game called "Off," and a few personal things.

The Experiment was initially inspired by a song.

The Little People of Their Place was inspired by the true story of the girls who "invented" fairies (they didn't actually invent them, but they're credited for it. They're two sisters who basically faked photos and stuff. Long story) as well as the novel The Silver Donkey


So once again, anything and everything has the potential to inspire me.



If you could live anywhere, where would it be?

Like Mattie, I will say the mountains. Mountains or tucked away in Ireland's countryside, surrounded by trees and possibly a marsh not too far away. Basically somewhere green and cool with privacy, away from roads and man-made noises, and somewhere that I can keep a garden. Preferably in a cabin or cottage.




Are you an introvert or an extrovert?

I dislike these terms as people use them for their identities, which is silly. But I am indeed an introvert; I introspect and gain energy from time apart from people via reading, creating, and praying. 
As all introverts are required to say (similarly to how all extroverts are required to say they do like time to themselves), I do love people and quite enjoy spending time with them. I also often "borrow" the energy of other people (an interesting survival tactic that comes naturally to quite a few people), but have a warm up period and can grow tired fairly easily depending on the time of social interaction I am having.



If you had a warning label, what would yours say?

I do not know. I live with me 24/7,  you see, and am desensitized to my own ways. Based off of my dear sister Liana's descriptions of me, perhaps something along these lines, "Caution: Appears to be a regular human. Is in fact a goblin. Goblin side will only come out after you have gotten to know the human very well with plenty of face-to-face interaction. To avoid exposure to the goblin tendencies, refrain from becoming close with this creature. Goblin is not inherently dangerous but can behave in spontaneous and occasionally hazardous ways." 




Ye Whom I Tag:

Julia from Julia's Creative Corner

Allie from Of Rainy Days and Stardust Veins

Libby from Thoughts from a Stumbling Saint



Alright my inky friends, that's all for now. I hope you enjoyed the post. If you're a blogger, please feel free to tag yourself and write out your answers on your own website. If you're just a reader but have your own answers you'd like to give, please feel free to do so in the comments below.


Until next time.

- E.P.

Tuesday, January 4, 2022

'22 Ideals and Goals

 

Hello, my friends! 

Welcome to the New Year. I had intended to write a post about looking back on the previous year in reading here, and then a "2022 Indie Releases" post over on NoQu, but the holidays interfered as they so often do in the ways which we all know and love despite what we say. 

That is to say, I never did write that post on looking back at the year. I did touch on it in my anniversary post, but not in any great depth. So I do still hope to write and release that post, it will just come on a little later. 


I don't actually have any goals for this year. There's a few factors that are making it very uncertain and so I don't really have any clue where things will be headed and where my time will be most needed.

I have a tentative goal of reading sixty books that are either currently on my physical list of books to read, on my list of indie books to read (I have to buy all of those), or a combination of the two.

I won't be counting books that I began last year and am finishing this year as part of that challenge, but they will somewhat be "bonus points." What those points will add up to, I don't know. I was thinking of making a sort of reward system, where for every certain amount of points I can [fill in the blank], but I have no idea what that reward would be. If you have any ideas, please do share them. 


Other than that, I have no goals. However, I do have some ideals, things which I'd like to do and will try to do but that are not things to complete and the like. These are more things that are to keep up good habits or to start good habits, things that don't need to be completed in order to be good.  


My On-Topic Ideals For The Year:

Consistently support Indies and bloggers as much as I reasonably can 

I've been over how important this is to me in the past, and now I want to really invest in more small-time writers. I've been finding the new bloggers I've interacted with lately to be so... alive, for a lack of better words. They're so ambitious and excited - so are many new authors - and I want to fan that flame as much as I can. 

I really want them to know how valuable their work is and can be. And if I can show that by being a consistent participant on their posts, or by buying and reviewing their books as soon after their release as I can, or even just dropping them a note of encouragement every now and then, I want to. 

And I don't wish to do this with the approach of a writer. I don't want to seem condescending or anything of the sort. I just want to be one of the audience members that cheers them on. So that will be my approach to them and to their work.


Stay in practice with audiobook narrating 

I have dropped this since around October, and I really don't want to lose the good progress I was making. So I want to start narrating free-domain works in hopes of maintaining the habits and the like. I'm considering volunteering on Librivox for this reason.

If I do this well, I may even share samples here on Bleeding Ink.


Make serious progress on one of my main writing projects

I'm notoriously bad at intentionally doing this, but I would really like to nonetheless. Likely, this would be on The Rising, which I believe I mentioned before, as I don't think I'm ready to return to Roslyn yet (though I might be doing so by February or March; I'm still not sure). 

I haven't really been feeling much like a writer lately, and that's because I haven't been one. After all, you have to write to be writer. I would really like to change that, and to stay productive even though my leading project is halted.

The difficult part of this is that I'm not drafting The Rising, I'm plotting it. And that goes much slower than drafting does for me, for the most part (I usually plot a story as I draft it, but given the nature of The Rising I haven't been able to do that).


Actively look for part-time/freelance writing jobs

I love the job I have, but it isn't bringing in enough income for me to actively pursue the things which I intend to, so picking up an at-home job would be lovely. 

In addition to that, I think having a writing job would help me stay focused on writing.

So that's something I'd like to look into.


Begin the office renovation

This will be costly, which is why I want to begin it and not do it. I'm not just painting and decorating; I'm actually intending on making holes in the wall and whatnot for my purposes.

But I want to get started, because getting this room done as soon as I can is a priority for me. Once that is done, I may be able to start doing videos and the like, and I definetly will be able to do audiobook narration far easier.


And that's about it. I've been doing a lot of introspecting lately, learning more about different aspects of myself and my processes, my ultimate goals and my temporary dreams. This is one of the reasons why I want to keep my goals loose, but still have a general direction to wander in. 

If you want more details on what Bleeding Ink is going to look like in times to come, I recommend reading my anniversary post from December; it has many more details. I generally do my "yearly wrap up" and "yearly goal" things in that post instead of in separate posts. 


Thank you for reading, and have a happy New Year.


- E.P.


Tuesday, August 24, 2021

I Return From A Very Aesthetic Adventure


Greetings, reader.


Did you miss me? Of course you did. 

Well, not really. Because honestly my posts are usually this spread out anyways so surely you've come to expect this by now. 

Anyways.  

I have recently returned from my ten-day unofficial writing retreat thing with three of my good friends. It wasn't exactly meant to be a writing retreat, but more of a writers' retreat, and yet in between the occasional sword fight and long walk in the woods we spent most of the time writing together in our cozy cabin. It was quite nice. 

Over this vacation, I (as I've already mentioned) wrote, bought books, read, and generally had a good, cozy adventure.

Except for the time when we had to walk from nigh five miles by the side of a street after accidentally snubbing a semi-rude coachmen. That was a less cozy adventure and a more "questing to Mordor" style adventure. Except for it was only 4.7 miles, we had no cursed jewelry, we were headed home, and we actually did have an eagle (well, sort of) come rescue us about halfway through and take us back to our cabin. We also had a lovely conversation with a darling human who allowed us to stay on her porch whilst waiting for said sort-of-eagle. Looking back on it, it reminds me of the Hobbits staying briefly with Tom Bombadil. Though this human was just a human (not to insult the human race or anything) and she was a she, and she also was not magical (although it is very possible that she in fact was magical and simply had no reason to use said magic while we were present). 

That was quite fun, all things considered, though I was having a dreadful time breathing as I have two dreadful curses: exercise induced asthma, and a lack of athletic ability in general. Supposedly the former can be solved with breathing exercises and a legendary artifact known as an "inhaler" (which I don't have any great desire to go on a quest for any time soon), and the latter with something called "exercise." Though as you may have noticed, my asthma is the kind that is induced by exercise, and so I can't rightly exercise without the legendary artifact, and so I won't. 

(*cough* this is only semi-true as I can actually get through most physical things without the legendary inhaler so long as I can rest before it gets too bad and drink lukewarm water, but we won't discuss that part as it makes too much sense and will expose me for the *lackadaisical goldbrick that I am.)

*Why yes, I did find this words through a thesaurus in attempt to make my lack of physical strength more amusing, and yes, I do intend to use these two words far more often as I find them hilarious.


In any case, we survived the half-trek to not-Mordor, my companions fairing better than I as one is an elf, one an immortal who I am convinced can face anything with only the mildest of "oh dears" and tilts of the head, and one a quite muscular *she-hobbit **shadeslayer. 

*Forgive me for making another joke regarding your size, ***Arya

**Yes I did just merge Eragon and LOTR, what of it?

***I can neither confirm nor deny the fact of whether she is or isn't a descendant of Arya, or if she is Arya herself, for I don't rightly know. If she is the former, she is a combination of hobbit and elf, which is intriguing. 


How I managed to secure such whimsical friends when I am a mere man, I knoweth not. 


Moving on from that ramble, the she-elf and I had cause to visit a grand collection of documents, scrolls, and legends which may or may not be true. That is to say, we visited a book shop. Two, to be precise. The first was large, and in addition to being a place where one could purchase and study documents, it was also a place in which scribes sat to write down their various prophecies, legends, record the happenings of the world, and weave the key to existence into words which they printed on paper. 

We then visited a smaller one, where I nearly purchased a rather pricey yet pristine, finely-bound copy of Great Expectations. But the she-elf, having the wisdom of her kind, helped me to later choose a different and inexpensive copy of the book, which worked out wonderfully later on as I bought two more classics which were all in the same series. 

Later, when our trip was moseying on to its close, our Immortal had need to return to... well, wherever Immortals go. I think it highly likely that she needed to fade into a crowd, lest her immortal-ness be noticed (I can speak of it here for I have not used her name, so you do not know that Jane is the secret immortal. Wait. I just. Drat.) 

As I was saying, the Immortal needed to go do immortal things, and once we had seen her off on her dragon, we elected to go to another bookstore, similar to the first one we attended, whilst we were out and about. 

There, the shadeslayer bought an excessive amount of books while the she-elf and I encouraged her to (we are wonderful influences as you can see, and I reminded her many a time that one simply cannot have enough books, and that indeed books should not be counted as material items and an overflow of them is perfectly acceptable). 

She she-elf struggled, through each of these visits, to find a book which contained information on phoenixes (I do believe it highly likely that she is attempting to locate, tame, and fly a phoenix, though you didn't hear that from me). While she didn't find any (perhaps the archives are incomplete), she did manage to find another book which I hear tell she has become quite smitten with. 

I myself found three books (tallying up each bookshop trip) which made fine additions to my brand-new classic collection (for I didn't start collecting them until that copy of Great Expectations crossed my path), and one action-adventure low(?)-fantasy potentially-fiction novel (for you never know when a work is fictional and when it is actually a retelling of true adventures in a different light, aye?) which contains several things that made the shadeslayer, the elf, and myself all agree this book may very likely have been made for me. 

These are the books which I obtained on this fine expedition: 



The top three are my classics, which I am quite happy to possess as they are three of my favorite classics! I am debating whether or not to remove the sticks of Alice and Her Adventures in Wonderland and Pride and Prejudice. I think I'll remove them since Great Expectations doesn't have one. 

(By the by! Did you notice that the clock on Great Expectations is stopped at a certain time that directly relates to a certain cooky old woman in the book?? BECAUSE I MUST SAY THAT I DID AND I FEAR MY COMPANIONS THOUGHT ME RATHER RIDICULOUS FOR BEING SO EXCITED ABOUT IT.)

The book below them is the curiously me book, which I have only begun but am quite enjoying.  


What else do I have to tell you... Oh, yes, writing. 

As I said that I said that I said earlier, I wrote on this holiday. And what did I write, you may be wondering (though you probably are not as it's quite obvious if you have ever received my letters before or know me personally). Why, Roslyn, of course! 

I have made significant progress. It turns out that having three of my favorite humanish creatures together actually made me more productive, not less. The occasional sword fight and walk as a break was especially helpful, as it cleared my mind right when I was starting to need it to.

I have so far condensed Roslyn's amount of chapters and cut a few scenes, and yet somehow the word count has still managed to increase. I do believe that reading so many classics has effected my writing, and that Tolkien, Austen, and Dickens (and to a degree, Carroll) are largely to blame for my very lengthy document. 

Still, progress is progress! And I am now about at the halfway point from my old draft (which you may recall was unfinished when I stopped it). I have changed up quite a few scenes, gotten to know my world even better, and seen my characters grow significantly between drafts. Although this doesn't always show; I believe at times my scenes have actually become worse than they were before, which is rather discouraging. But still, this is only a rewrite of the first draft, so I am hopeful! 

My current word count is now 60,364, which about 5,890 more words than the last draft was at this point. And once more, we're only about halfway through, with the last bit of the book being unwritten, so I cannot even guess at how long it'll be once it's done. The ideal length will be 300k (ideal for me, not for my poor alpha, who was a member of my adventure's party). 


While on this adventure, I got practically no reading done. I read a bit of the Curse of the Specter Queen, and I also read work of the Immortal, the Shadeslayer, and the She-Elf, but that aside I read very little other than my Bible and my own work (for the sake of rewriting said work). 


Now then, what's the plan for moving forward? Well, I need to get back into my grove of regular existence, which hasn't been too difficult. I've been working on cleansing my disastrous living quarters, writing nightly with the she-elf via magic mirror (for she, the shadeslayer, and of course the Immortal have all returned to their sadly distant lands), and today is the first day I will be returning to my job as the keeper of schedules for a local business.  Oh, and I really must return to my studies, for I am pathetically behind on them.

And of course, I will be continuing Roslyn throughout this journey of routine life. And I have some exciting things for Bleeding Ink as well, which will hopefully be ready in time for the anniversary this December. 

Speaking of, happy anniversary to R.M. Archer of "Scribes & Archers." Her blog is now four years old, and you should absolutely go read her post in honor of the exciting day. 

Mary of Wild Writing Dreams  and Julia from Julia's Creative Corner both had anniversaries recently, as well! And Julia has started a writing channel, which you should most definetly go observe with your lovely eyeballs.

Also, Christine Smith has returned from her hiatus, and Maple//JHD Paul's last post was a really beautiful, unique poem that you should go read!

Lastly, Fae Crate has announced that Dragons' Bane by Melody Jackson will be September's featured ebook in the coming month's crate! How exciting for the slowly growing fandom!! 


Is that enough links for you? No, well then, have one more.


I do believe that is all for now. How has your existence this past week been? Have you any exciting news? Would you like more links? What have you read recently? Do you know how to yodel? 

I'd love to hear from you. 


In the meantime I remain, most strangely and humbly, 


- E.P. 


P.S. Will I ever include thumbnails in my posts again? Will I ever continue to actually read through and edit my posts before I post them? Who knows. In the mean time, I make no apologies. 



Monday, March 29, 2021

oh, look, it's been another year (more importantly: updates on "Roslyn" and a new page to BI)

 





Hello reader,

Yet again, I have forgotten that Bleeding Ink's anniversary exists (well, more accurately the anniversary of when I first posted; I can't remember the day that I officially considered the construction of the site"done"). It was back on December first. 

I am quite late. 

And I am still not doing anything to celebrate it. But I'll wear a party hat while writing this to pretend that I am. 

Instead of doing anything festive (because I don't see reason to), I want to have an intellectual conversation regarding various events this year that are related to Bleeding Ink. 



A Book Collection + Recent Indie Reads

Early last year, I began an exciting adventure to collect all of the books from certain indie authors. Those authors include...

-Miranda Marie

-Mattie May

-Melody Jackson

-R.M. Archer


And I did it. Almost. I got all but two. And I didn't just get them, I read them. I read all of them. Which isn't saying too much, as that's only nine books, but I still did it. And a fair amount of those books were books that had been on my TBR for years before hand, so this is quite the personal accomplishment. 

These writers all have very different styles and themes and genres, but in good ways. I enjoyed all of them, and I'm very happy to have been able to support them. I also acquired the respective signature for almost every one of them. I only have one that's yet to be signed and I hope to remedy that erelong. I also intend on getting those last two books quite soon. 

I highly recommend you read as many of their books as possible, starting with any one of these authors and with any of their books (though if it is in a series of some sort please for all things decent start with the first book). 

Another indie author I've really been enjoying (thanks to R.M. Archer's recommendation) is Hannah Heath. I've read all of her The Terebinth Tree Chronicles, and I absolutely loved them! I also read her short story Skies of Dripping Gold, which was also very good. 

I also read Healer's Bane by Hope Ann recently, and it was pretty good as well. I did a review on Goodreads, but I may do a more thorough one here explaining why I wasn't a huge fan of Kynet's. Maybe. I don't want it to seem as though I'm dogging on Hope Ann, because I really enjoyed the story, but I think it would make for an interesting discussion. 



A New Page to Bleeding Ink

I was going to hold off sharing this one until I'd read all of the indie books on my TBR, but it's been over a year since I dreamed up this idea and so I'm going to share it now. It's a birthday (sort of) after all. 

The new page will be called "Independent Book Recommendations" and (if you couldn't tell) it'll be a page of indie recs. I'm going to update it every time I have a new indie book that I recommend, and you will be able to give me recommendations, which I will read, and if I like it I will add it to the list in the proper genre and whatnot. 

The goal of this page is to support indie authors, especially (but not limited to) younger authors. So, that page will be up no later than a half hour after this post if it isn't up already. Then tomorrow I will release a post concerning it that I'd appreciate your help with.



Booktube?

A family member suggested that I start a booktube channel (a YouTube channel in which the host talks about books, reviews, releases, interviews, and in some cases their own books). As you can likely tell, I have a hard time keeping up with posting here, so I'm not sure if I'd be consistent on booktube. 

But it might be fun. So I'm tossing the idea around. If you've got any thoughts on this, please do voice them. Well don't voice them, because I can't hear you, but write them. 



The Path to Publication

Would you believe it, I actually have made genuine progress. My novel Roslyn is officially in its second draft! I didn't finish the story all the way through in the first one - so much had changed that it was driving me crazy to continue on. 

So, per a certain wonderful writer's advice, I said "forgeteth this" and promptly began the second draft. Now my alpha is no longer swamped with 119,648-ish words that she has to plow through, and is instead taking it scene by scene as I write it. Which is more fun for me personally, because it's easier to talk about that way. It's also helping me stay accountable with writing, because I'm supposed to have a new scene for her every day. Which is much easier than writing the first draft, because I have something to go off of (though as I said, many things have changed). 

With the momentum I've been carrying, I believe that I may have the rewrite portion of the draft done a little over a month. For finishing the actual story, I'm not sure, but I'm hoping it won't be over a few weeks. For the sake of having something to work towards, I'm going to try to have it done in two months and one week. 

Before we move on to the next subject, here's a comparison of word counts between the first and current drafts as of chapter four:

Draft One: 19,749

Draft Two: 23,144

That's an extra 3,395 words. They literally grow up so fast.


Another Anniversary

Recently, it was also Maple Quill Penning Magic's birthday! So go check that out and wish Maple a happy-belated blog birthday, *or else! 

(*Or else I will be very sad that you didn't because Maple is wonderful and her posts are always lovely and deserving of attention.)


Other Bloggers:

Last year (well actually not "last year" because we're in the new year, but the last anniversary), my anniversary post said something along the lines of

"So let the day go on, and if you can find a spare moment, think of this humble page and use it to remember and appreciate all the writers and authors who started small, and all the writers authors who are, now, still small."

(actually it wasn't "something along the lines of" this, this is exactly what I said, typos and all.)


Well this time I'm not asking you to think about them. I'm asking you to actually go support them. By buying their books (when applicable and if you can), by sharing their blogs, and even just by leaving them a nice comment on their blogs. 

So for that, here's a list of writing bloggers worth your time.

Sarah at The Sarcastic Elf

Christine at Bright Words In Darkened Worlds

Julia at LitAFlame 

Mary at Wild Writing Dreams 

Ariel at Scribes & Archers

Maple at Maple Quill Penning Magic 

Allie at Rainy Days and Stardust Veins 

Adria at The Works of Adria Avalon

Elyra at A Beautiful Journey (Wandering To Find My Way Home)

Mattie at The Blossoming Writer

Jane Maree at Jane Maree Author


A Surprise 

There's something BIG - *clears throat* sorry, I meant BIG - coming this July! July 1st, to be exact. So please do make sure to come back then (or possibly the day before), because I mean it, it really is a pretty big thing (for this Bleeding Ink, at least), you may benefit from it, and I really truly am going to post it on July 1st. 

So.

Come back then if you don't come back tomorrow. 


Conclusion

So I actually didn't wear a party hat while writing this because I did not have a party hat. I did try balancing something on my head for a bit to pretend that was a hat, but it didn't work. So this anniversary goes very much so uncelebrated on my end. Oh well! 

Do you have any thoughts about the above matters? Do you also forget/don't care enough to celebrate birthdays/anniversaries? Do you follow any of those writers I mentioned?  (*eyes you suspiciously* Are you one of those writers I mentioned? If so, you are a good writer/blogger human! Carry on being your awesome self!) If so, I would love to hear from you in the comments.


Ever, 

- Edna Pellen (author of Bleeding Ink for two uneventful years)


P.S. I sadly didn't get any spam comments this year (not one), so I don't have any of those to go over. Please share this blog and post and whatnot so that we can get the attention of scam companies and bots so we can review their comments next anniversary.



Thursday, August 13, 2020

The Sound of Silence and How It Applies to Today

 



Greetings, friends! 


I generally try to avoid posting about the world around me. I like to keep this platform as one for escaping the world into creativity and hopefully uplifting those who read my words simply by having a good attitude and good words, especially now.
But today, I wanted to talk about something directly to do with this world. 

The Sound of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel has been a song that I loved since I first heard it, and I could never quite explain why, except for the fact that it is what I believe to be a prime example of an artist portraying what is in their head perfectly.
But now, in this hectic year, I've found the song proving itself even more relevant, as well as sad.  

So here I am to pull apart this song, and show you the meaning that I've found in it, verse by verse. 


Verse One

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence


This first verse gives the setting.
Humanity seems to be attracted to darkness, or maybe darkness is attracted to humanity (maybe even both). And this year so far has been very dark. 

And that vision is the vision of what we couldn't see, and of what we can see. While these months of solitude were dragging by, months of loneliness, months of fear, months of listening to the government and to the CDC without consideration, while we were sleeping, others began to speak. 
Those people are the doctors and scientists and even every day citizens who are speaking truth, but who are hidden away, being silenced. 

And so, the "sounds of silence" is the absence of truth.


Verse Two

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence


We were all alone in the quarantine, trying to find our own way through it amidst debates, hate, contradictions, logic, a lack of resources, confusion, frustration, fear, and so on. 
And when we 'turn our collars' to this, when we're done and ready to just give in, there's that flash of light, that quick reveal, the glimmer of hope, that leak that let the truth slip out. 
And that light broke the sound of silence, that light of hope and truth, but not enough for everyone to see. Just enough for those who were looking. But then, it was taken down again, removed because it "violated" some community standard, or because it offended someone.
So no, it didn't break the sound of silence, it just brushed its surface, it just touched it. 


Verse Three

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence


That flash of light opened some eyes, and to those who listened to the truth and hope that just barely got out enough to assure them and to quiet fears, they began to see things as they were. 
They saw people, thousands of people, who talked without speaking, conveying their thoughts in a double-sided post, in a passive aggressive statement, not speaking outright directly. 
And they heard each other without listening, they let their words come out, maybe even uninterrupted, but they didn't listen to what they had to say, they just let it play until it was their turn. 

People writing songs, people writing posts, people saying truth, people challenging the norm, but their songs were never shared. No one would repeat them, no one would echo them, no one would spread them, because they didn't dear disturb the sound of silence. They didn't dare disturb the absence of truth. 
Because really, truth is a scary thing.


Verse Four

"Fools," said I, "you do not know,
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you 
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

Within the sound of silence


Those who listened, those who saw that hope and truth before it was gone, grew angry. They called those who wouldn't listen 'fools' and 'sheeple', their frustration escaping as they reminded the others of how the absence of truth grows tyranny, control, compliance, lies, and fear. 
Then they shift into nearly pleading with them, begging that they would hear, no listen, to their words that they may explain their stance, that they may give their evidence, and assure them of the truth that is so hopeful, that they would work together to continue to uncover truth. 
But their words fell on deaf ears, just more words in the well of hidden truth. 

Just more words hidden in the sound of silence.


Verse Five


And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made 
And the sign flashed out its warning 
In the words that it was forming 
And the sign said "the words of the prophets
Are written on the subways walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence.


People have begun praising select faces, claiming only their words are the truth and the only truth despite given evidence. They've made them and their stances into an idol, nearly.
And warnings are all around, so many red flags have been raised regarding those select individuals as well as others and the arguments they raised, so much has been proven wrong. 
And the words of truth and of what is to come and of what is here now, they're all said not by great individuals, but by the people who are being kept silent, the nobodies. 
But their words are no more than a whisper now, for if they were any louder, they may very well be silenced permanently.
So their words are whispered in the sound of silence. 

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I'm not sure of what I hope you take away from my posts this time around. I suppose just these two things: 1.) The Sound of Silence is a brilliant song, and 2.) Listen, don't just hear.
I do hope you enjoyed this post and my take on this wonderful song. 


Until we meet again, I remain,


                             𝓔𝓭𝓷𝓪 𝓟𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓷 


P.S. Check out the song The Sound of Silence and tell me what your take on it is, I'd love to hear it.




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