Hitting 50 followers! Thank you!

So a couple days ago, I hit 50 followers on my page, and all I can say is a massive thank you to all of you! Your support is profound and very very appreciated! I’m very happy to have all of you on board with this project, and to follow means you’re interested in its progress, which is a really awesome and lovely touch! So thank you so much!

In response to the awful terror attack last night, my thoughts are with all those affected. Let us come together and be stronger, and rise above those that do harm to our families, friends, and society.

My thoughts and sympathies to all those who have lost loved ones.

My recent absence from wordpress and writing…a hiatus

So some people may have noted my recent absence on wordpress, this is partly because I’m revising for my exam (singular) and it’s coming up to the zenith of the cycle season, plus, I’ve been planning my dissertation, which I’ve been focusing my efforts on and prioritise. This has meant I haven’t done much writing recently, which I feel very bad for, so I’ll try and get back on it after next Wednesday when I have officially finished 2nd year! Whoop!

At the moment, in terms of book progress, we’re still in Integer, with lots of revealing stuff going on, which is relatively fun to write, but mind wracking since I need to make sure everything is coherent! I do miss writing fight scenes at the moment, so maybe should hurry up and get to some!

Anyway, here’s to another reminder of the competition giveaway!

“I know I said a few posts back that I’ll be doing a giveaway at 100 followers, but that might not be for a very long time, and have got myself excited to make some cool stuff (t-shirts). So, as a way to speed things up, I’m posting this to try and encourage people to follow my progress, as it means a lot, AND, would like to think I offer some sort of inspiration!

So, if you’re interested in having a chance of getting a t-shirt, hit the follow button (as I’m only offering this to the first 100 followers), then, I will post a series of questions of which you have to answer. First person to get them right, gets the t-shirt!

PLUS! You get to choose your t-shirt design, as I have a great many things to offer! So defo worth it, since they’re bespoke and not mass produced!

Get on it people!”

Someone help! I’ve hit a mind bonk!

I’ve had these before, but today, it’s pretty bad. My head, for once, feels heavy and overused. How on earth did this happen? Well, it’s exam season, assignments have been finalised and submitted, I’ve been busy with cycling, and I’m at a scene where I have to really think about the story. I do anyway, but this is intricate, like the bottom of Jenga, f*ck up the bottom, and it all comes crashing down. Plus, there’s a lot of explaining to do and I want write about the scenery and stuff, but the cavalcade is in the middle of plains. So that’s a bit boring. Anyway, my head hurts and I’m stopping for the day. I only wrote four pages! This is slow progress!

100 Days of Watercolor: Artist Soo Nathan Aims to Conquer a New Medium

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With watercolor, “you have to place a little more trust in the medium itself,” writes Soo Nathan, but that doesn’t always come easy for the artist, writer, and designer from India. For months, Soo neglected her blog, and as it gathered dust, she realized she needed to get back into the habit. “There’s something a bit escapist about art,” she writes. “I had left these sanctuaries forgotten for too long.” With her 100 Day Project, Soo dives back in and takes on watercolor. Here are some of her daily creations.


Day 27: Orphan Black?s Sarah Manning

Orphan Black is my favorite TV show. It is, in my opinion, one of the smartest and most nuanced televisions series ever made, dealing with complex issues like the moral and ethical implications of human cloning, along with family, personal identity, and the lines between science, religion, and their effects on…

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GIVEAWAY – RE-POST

I know I said a few posts back that I’ll be doing a giveaway at 100 followers, but that might not be for a very long time, and have got myself excited to make some cool stuff (t-shirts). So, as a way to speed things up, I’m posting this to try and encourage people to follow my progress, as it means a lot, AND, would like to think I offer some sort of inspiration!

So, if you’re interested in having a chance of getting a t-shirt, hit the follow button (as I’m only offering this to the first 100 followers), then, I will post a series of questions of which you have to answer. First person to get them right, gets the t-shirt!

PLUS! You get to choose your t-shirt design, as I have a great many things to offer! So defo worth it, since they’re bespoke and not mass produced!

Get on it people!

The bonk (a cyclist term) but for writers

I’m write in assuming that fellow writers who will read this, experience something called ‘the bonk’ or ‘the wall’. For runners who are writers, or vice versa, or cyclists who are writers, or vice versa, will know what I’m talking about. It’s something that happens that you’ve exhausted all your energy, and can’t go on (runners, for you, the wall you can break through, but for cyclists, the bonk is…well think of the worst pain you’ve had, convert it to muscular that runs throughout your legs, and on a completely empty stomach, and you still have 6 miles left to ride…up a hill, without water, or food, or money to buy stuff…yeah, horrible!) For writers, the bonk is something that (should be given a different term) is where you’re writing and BANG, no more ideas surrounding that scene. This happened a couple of times in the last chapter I wrote. So, what do you do, move on to the next chapter with a fresh set of ideas and new scene. It’s a frustrating thing, because you may be well into writing, getting into the zone, finish a sentence, then realise that there’s nothing left in that brain of yours, except emptiness and the need for a cuppa. Then you look back over what you’ve written, only two pages…BUGGER! Oh well, time for a break and a cuppa and a biscuit…fixes pretty much everything!

One last note: competition! First 100 followers of this blog are automatically entered into a ‘Right of Legions’ competition giveaway and get to choose a RoL design of your choice! All you have to do is click follow, and then when I hit that tonne, the questions to those loyal followers will be released!

GET ON IT PEOPLE!

GIVEAWAY! GET YOUR HANDS ON SOME UNIQUE GOODIES WITH A DESIGN OF YOUR CHOICE!

I know I said a few posts back that I’ll be doing a giveaway at 100 followers, but that might not be for a very long time, and have got myself excited to make some cool stuff (t-shirts). So, as a way to speed things up, I’m posting this to try and encourage people to follow my progress, as it means a lot, AND, would like to think I offer some sort of inspiration!

So, if you’re interested in having a chance of getting a t-shirt, hit the follow button (as I’m only offering this to the first 100 followers), then, I will post a series of questions of which you have to answer. First person to get them right, gets the t-shirt!

PLUS! You get to choose your t-shirt design, as I have a great many things to offer! So defo worth it, since they’re bespoke and not mass produced!

Get on it people!

Andlow Lirtha – The Advisor of the World

As chief advisor to the Ghadia family, Andlow Lirtha is the most considerate and apprehensive persons in the world of Faraday. The caring nature makes him the most comforting person to go to when in need of advice or sanctuary. Swearing a life of chastity, Andlow has no experience of engaging in sexual activities with men or women, but leads a life of tranquillity and endeavour. Although he walks with elegance and calmness, his mind is a torrent of ideas and complications, mostly that of serving the King of Integer. There has been many a moment where he has been in need of solitary confinement, locking himself from the mad world that is the land of Integer; he prefers to work alone when assigned tasks to fulfil for the king. The Free Lands of Integer mean that there is much to control, and as the king’s primary advisor, the weight on his shoulders is more than his colleagues, but his mind still thinks rationally while serving the Dominant Lion.

GIVEAWAY! GET YOUR HANDS ON SOME ‘Right of Legions’ GOODIES!

I know I said a few posts back that I’ll be doing a giveaway at 100 followers, but that might not be for a very long time, and have got myself excited to make some cool stuff (t-shirts). So, as a way to speed things up, I’m posting this to try and encourage people to follow my progress, as it means a lot, AND, would like to think I offer some sort of inspiration!

So, if you’re interested in having a chance of getting a t-shirt, hit the follow button (as I’m only offering this to the first 100 followers), then, I will post a series of questions of which you have to answer. First person to get them right, gets the t-shirt!

PLUS! You get to choose your t-shirt design, as I have a great many things to offer! So defo worth it, since they’re bespoke and not mass produced!

Get on it people!

Maral Ghadia – An excerpt from ‘A Monarch’s Gamble’

It was the late afternoon, and preparations were well underway for the dinner celebrations. After Faizel had announced that his daughter would be his successor, he called for a momentous celebratory dinner in honour of the future queen of Integer. Maral, the petit, long ginger haired, blue eyed, girl was sitting quietly in her quarters looking out beyond the capital city to the large plains that seemed to be never ending. She had requested that she be left alone to consolidate on the events of today until she was ready for the maid to prepare her for dinner. By her right side was a small round wooden table, with a glossy coating, with a glass and a jug filled with her favourite wine on top. It was a gift from her mother after she had been named her father’s heir, and hadn’t been touched. Maral wasn’t crying, she didn’t know how she felt, she was neither happy nor upset about the decision, her mind was a void and she couldn’t quite compute what had happened in the Great Hall. Wearing her favourite dress, an embroidered purple and white dress that hung loosely over her legs, and tightly around her chest, leaving her arms and shoulders exposed. She looked over at the jug of wine and the glass next to, wondering about having a drink, her mouth dry, she didn’t feel particularly thirsty, or hungry, but reluctantly leant over and poured herself a large glass of red wine. Holding the bottom of the glass between her middle fingers in her right hand, she swished the wine about and took a big gulp. The taste softened her throat and calmed her nerves slightly. She continued to drink the wine until her throat was no longer dry. Feeling slightly better that she had drunk a couple of glasses of her favourite drink, she stood up from her chair and walked over to her armoire to look at her various outfits. Loose and tight fitting dresses along with her night-gown and horse riding outfit, so many, so pretty and elegant, and yet, she had still not found someone to admire her wearing them. She stroked the width of all her dresses when there was a knock on the door.
‘My lady, are you ready?’
Maral looked over and closed her armoire doors, ‘Yes, do come in Beth’
Maral’s maid walked in, closing the door behind as she did, ‘How are you feeling now my lady?’
Maral sat at the end of her bed, he hands clasped between her legs, ‘Better now thank you Beth’, she said, forcing herself to smile
‘I’m glad to hear it my lady. It’s always worrying when you’re not yourself’
‘I’m fine, I just needed some time alone to compose myself…I can’t quite believe father chose me to become his heir’
Beth gestured for Maral to stand up so she could be undressed and dressed in her dinner clothes, ‘You are a strong woman my lady, and he is proud of you and what you’ve achieved in your life’
Maral looked reflectively at her maid, ‘And what would those achievements be Beth?’
‘You have followed in the footsteps of your father, you have represented him when he is away from the city, you have proved yourself to be a strong woman’
Maral smiled at her maid, this time genuine, ‘Thank you Beth, you are ever so kind’. Maral always liked the company of her maid, even though it was her job to serve her, she always appreciated Beth’s kind and considerate words of support when she ever went through rough times.