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I think it is raining in Khaldenthea

07 Wednesday Jul 2010

Posted by André J. Powell in Disgusted, Observation, Writing

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“The cohort stands ready, m’lord. The wagons are assembled; the livestock are prepared. The invasion force but awaits your command.”

Wouldn’t that be peach?

The reality of it is I am most decidedly not ready. My research is not finished and my reading is not done.  My month has been compromised. Too many interruptions have occurred and are pending; in an hour and 48 minutes I’ll be at the SCOE for a second day of the HOLT training seminar. The time is not right and I am just not a writer.

I suppose though that is exactly what really is…if I allow it to.

“Your focus determines your reality.”

The “time” will never be right and I am a writer. For crying out loud, what have I been doing all summer if not writing? I’ve just not been writing what I hoped to.

Oh shut up and just write…

Originally posted in the now deleted “Marchers of Khaldenthea” blog and The Salamander’s Quill 1.0

Hurry up and wait…or “A train bound for Nowhere and we have arrived.”

05 Monday Jul 2010

Posted by André J. Powell in Rant

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“Yes, m’lord; my belly hurts!”

Like any other military campaign the writing of Marchers is still in limbo. I finished Finn’s project last night after almost four days of non-stop work. Though it ate up writing days, my product responses were kick-ass and I’ve finished HOL for another term. Will I sign up for Fall? Shrug. We’ll see. It depends on how Marchers is going by the time September ’10 rolls around…if it is going anywhere at all.

I feel like Draco from the Warlord.

I cannot believe how naïve I still am after all these years…all of July to write–what a ridiculous notion. No one told me that it was going to be a working (read “evil-empire-School-District-infected”) vacation, but I guess I should have assumed it after all the silly things that happened last year.

Turns out my first set of seminar in-service trainings begins tomorrow and not day-after-tomorrow as I was told. Why is it that I never seem to get accurate information out at the SD-from-hell? I do not have any of the materials—surprise, I need materials? Why are we paying $425.00 each? For what? No materials? Ah, you see? Naïve. I’ll probably have to go out to the school and see if I can find anyone who can help me get said materials. Then after the seminar its two-day’s break and I’m off to Tahoe for five more 8:00-3:30 working-vacation days. Hey, but for an additional fee, I can go see the sights and use the Olympic sized pool!

Forces of darkness score eight days out of 31. Forces of SNAFU (all military campaigns have them; just ask Gunny) score four days out of 31—and probably another today, so make that five days. So the score so far? 13 for the bad-guys and 18 for the good-guys. To put that into a word-count perspective that’s 39,000 to 54,000…can you say, “loser”?

“But…but…but…” stammers all who most decidedly do NOT understand what it takes to write.

No; fuck you. A 54,000 a 93,000 does not make. It was so over—long before it started.

“Well, with that attitude…”

Again, I say, ‘Fuck you.’ I have waited and worked hard behind the scenes to get ready for this. It is not easy to write while I’m working or trying to (settle the state of our finances for the foreseeable future), so don’t give me this song-and-dance about, “Well…you’d be 54,000 words ahead if you wrote with what time you have. If life gives you lemons make lemonade. Then, maybe next summer…”

I completely understand why people go “postal”. Yeah, but, don’t you get it? Don’t you see? It’s always. “…next summer…” And every summer for nearly 20 years a manuscript has never been finished.  I’m almost 50 years old. How many “…next summers…” you think I got?

My life is such a blade of grass.

This was first posted in the now deleated Marchers of Khaldenthea blog and The Salamander’s Quill 1.0

Today is day one…and we’re marching to no where :-T

01 Thursday Jul 2010

Posted by André J. Powell in Rant

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Originally posted in the now deleted “Marchers of Khaldenthea” blog

July.

A month I had hoped would be without interruptions. What a joke…no, what a lie I believed. On one hand how could I be so naïve as to believe that I would be left alone. My anniversary is today (but I planned that); the 4th of July at A’s (I did not plan that); my birthday is the XXth (but I planned that too); my wife’s vacation is this month (I did not plan that); school–intrusive, despicable, invasive school–requires my presence at a, “How to use your new text book three-day seminar” (something I did not plan—who knew the not-so-old texts books weren’t good enough?) and a five-day seminar to Tahoe to learn how to teach a class I will not be teaching. Well, what of today? Sorry; unforeseen circumstances make the next few days non-Marching days too as I have to finish my Wizarding Culture and Society project (yes, my choice, but one I do not so much mind making—Finn has been very affording and I will honor that trust). Thus, I have lost at least 10 days out of the 30, I had hoped for. That means less 30,000 words.

What cracks me up is how unsympathetic those who are doing the interrupting are. When I told folk I wanted an uninterrupted month and why, they sort of looked at me with a glazed look and said, “oh, that’s nice”, but then proceeded to act like they did not hear what I said. Do they all think I am some sort of super-human? That words simply flow off the pen or through my fingers to the page? Writing is hard work, people; it is not magic and it takes time to do well. I swear, they all think that anything artistic just happens. These are the same folk who are going to ask, “So…did you get your manuscript/novel/writing done?” It is going to be so hard not to resentfully tear into them. No wonder writers have to go to such lengths to get folk to leave them alone and do their thing.

Lord, I hope this blog/journal is not simply a list of daily excuses and I can find time to at least do some of the manuscript. Today’s entry, however, does not bode well.

Well…Finn’s project will not get done here. I am off to expand Wizarding culture and society.

A Lifeline Cast In A Wild, Wild Sea

15 Monday Feb 2010

Posted by André J. Powell in Writing

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In a little less than five months I will attempt the JulNoWriMo and in 30-days finish my first true novel. Four storylines in various stages of completion. The one I have settled on for this project is the one that, though it is arguable the least complete, I ironically have the clearest idea of its arch: exposition, rising action, climax and resolution. Over the next 19 weeks I will be getting all my ducks in a row preparing for the effort. I am using Victoria Schmidt’s  Book in a Month system as a guide and am presently building character profiles for my main characters and working on an outline of events. Both the outline and character files will be detailed. I am deeply concerned with creating believable, dynamic and round characters which are interesting and sympathetic enough to keep a reader concerned and curious for the course of a book. I believe this is the key to a successful story. I believe there are no “new” stories out there, but there are old stories told in new ways. Critical to this philosophy is solid characterization. Further, I know my own strengths and weaknesses and without an clear outline of where I am headed, I will flounder or become distracted with some tangent and fail to reach the mark in 30 days, thus a detailed outline will also be a critical component to my success.

What then is the goal I intend to reach in 30 days? I want a complete novel of between 50 and 80,000 words by July 31, 23:59. The former number is the stated goal of the JulNoWriMo and with it comes with  certain bragging rights. I am not so much concerned with the rights as I am with being part of something larger, a community of writers who support, encourage and inspire each other to reach a mutual goal: a rough novel manuscript in 30 days.

To what end this site? It has many purposes. First it gives me a sense of audience; even though it is not available to search engines or the public at large, it is still “out there” and therefore, even though the idea of an audience is partially illusionary, I will write in a more public rather than personal way. Second as I plan to post each days product—with all its blisters and boils—and the site will act as a chronicle of my efforts, a measurement that even if I do not ultimately reach my word count goal will serve as a testament of effort. Third, I plan to invite some of my closest friends and relatives to “watch” and witness the novel’s genesis. They will be my “sense” and “continuity” police, both my guardian angels and my harrowing hounds as knowing they are “watching” will goad me to reach my goal. They will NOT, however, act as editors in the classic sense. They will NOT correct my grammar, punctuation or usage. Writing 50 to 80,000 words in 30 days will involve a serious amount of time at the computer hammering out 1667 to 2667 words a day. Considering this post alone is 950+ words and took me almost two hours to compose, without continuity or contemplative concerns to slow me down, such breakneck speeds can and will produce errors. With 30 days in which to compose, I will have little or no time to proof read or correct. If the Hounds want to be part of that process, they will have to wait until the appropriate time after the JulNoWriMo project is over.

Finally this site represents my effort to finally do something that I have always dreamed of doing but believed that I did not have the time or discipline to do. Honestly I still feel I do not have the discipline or time; I still have my doubts and negative thoughts, but it is time to make the attempt despite my misgivings. This attempt is a very real and true life-line. It is more than just writing a novel, it is an attempt to regain a sense of self and well being I have recently lost.

After almost 20 years of teaching—placing my family second, neglecting my interests and sacrificing my health all in the name of doing a “good job”—in less than a year the administration and board of the N____D have robbed me of the joy of teaching. Members have gone out of their way to belittle and destroy any sense of positive civic contribution or belief in myself as a professional. At one time I truly felt that I was “called” to be a teacher just like a pastor is, but after the mauling suffered at the hands of those who have the power to do so, their professional consultants telling me point-blank that the creative dedicated teachers of the past are not longer needed, teaching is now simply a job. It pays the bills and provides me with sustenance, but it is no longer my calling. I need something else, but there are few places one can market a degree in English. Hence, this novel will be this life-line.

I have no illusions, however, about what will come of this first concerted attempt. I have no unrealistic expectations about its quality or its publication, none at all. Indeed, I expect it to languish on a shelf or in a computer file somewhere, viewed only by family and friends, a monument to effort more than anything else. A “normal” novel, say Sanderson’s Mistborn for example is nearly 300,000 words in length and almost 600 pages long and that is considered a medium length novel! An 80,000 word target would only yield 175 pages (at an average of 11 words per line and 450 words per page). At the very least, however, it will be the first step on an evolutionary scale, a beginning. It will not be my last novel, but it will be my first, and that in and of itself is something. As for the future, I just have to keep writing …who knows what the tide will bring in?

Originally posted in the now deleted Marchers of Khaldenthea blog and The Salamander’s Quill 1.0

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