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Character in Depth: Karu

Posted by nightphoenix on May 18, 2015 in Novels, Process |

This is a series I hope to do more of. To pick a particular character from a story of mine and talk about them…where and how they were born/created, how their personality evolved, interesting facts about them, etc. There are basically two ways that I come up with characters. The first is when I have […]

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A cycle of three birds

Posted by nightphoenix on May 10, 2015 in Art, Life, Music |

“don’t give me love, don’t give me faith wisdom nor pride, give innocence instead don’t give me love, i’ve had my share beauty nor rest, give me truth instead a crow flew to me, kept its distance such a proud creation i saw its soul, envied its pride but needed nothing it had” The first […]

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How the percolator works

Posted by nightphoenix on December 6, 2012 in Process |

A writing book I read a while ago compared a writer’s brain to a coffee percolator. Ideas are like coffee grounds…sometimes you have to gather a bunch and let them sit in there and soak for a while, maybe even multiple soakings, before you get something, er, drinkable. And even though I don’t drink coffee, […]

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Disney, Hanson, and Being Trapped in the Imaginaerum

Posted by nightphoenix on November 14, 2012 in Art, Input, Music, Output |

“But Nightphoenix, that all happened, like, (looks at watch) four weeks ago! Why u wait so long to update??” Short answer: More squirrels. To continue the ramble:

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Night(wish) to End All Nights

Posted by nightphoenix on November 14, 2012 in Input, Music |

I wrote this review over on the OSA (Oceansouls of America) forum, and I’m pretty much just going to paste it here. (I apologize in advance for the swearing. Sometimes, though, it’s appropriate.)

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A Confusion of Squirrels

Posted by nightphoenix on November 14, 2012 in Art, Input, Music, Output, Process |

We’ve made an observation in our small group: distractions are like a dog spotting a squirrel. It can’t focus on anything else for that brief moment, until it spots the next one. And so on, until before you know it, you’ve been chasing squirrels for an hour. I feel like I’ve been chasing squirrels since […]

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Can’t help it…

Posted by nightphoenix on April 17, 2012 in Process |

Whenever I listen to Writing Excuses and they talk about making magic systems and worlds from mundane ideas…my brain interprets this as a challenge. So when they said in passing, “you could totally make a city or a world or a magic system centered around book-binding”…well, I bit. My first inclination was to approach this […]

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Introducing a question to which I don’t have an answer

Posted by nightphoenix on September 17, 2011 in Novels, Process |

I am about to rewrite the knife battle between Avalgo and Othau, which is, in a sense, the climactic moment of my characters’ stay on Dheu. The original fight was in my first draft of the whole trilogy (back before it was a trilogy), and it was one of those awesome, completely unplanned moments. The […]

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Fantasy and chamber pots

Posted by nightphoenix on August 25, 2011 in Books, Input |

Currently I’m about 3/4 of the way through A Dance With Dragons by George R. R. Martin, and I’ve got to return the book to the library by tomorrow. That is, of course, if Hurricane Irene doesn’t do a quick loop-da-loop and hit us after all. I have mixed feelings about A Song of Ice […]

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If I don’t want God’s job, why do I write fiction?

Posted by nightphoenix on May 11, 2011 in Process |

Writers often speak of “playing God” with their characters. Because of course, the writer must have a better grasp on that character’s strengths, flaws, past, motivations, fears, hopes, goals, etc, than anyone else in the story world, even the character himself. You can’t write a convincing person if you don’t know who they are. But […]

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