Magnis' Truck Ride

This is a test to see if an otherwise unexciting and boring scene will still hold the attention of a reader. Please leave comments! This is still somewhat rough, so don't expect expert grammar and the like.


INFO: Magnis is traveling by foot to a town on an information gathering mission for Nowhere by pretending to be a traveler. After being covertly taken out of Nowhere via a 50-gallon drum to a dump, he figures out that he is going to use a fake name while in the town, Sinbad. (Explains why he says his name is different without copy/paste'ing the previous scene with him premeditating things.)

The walk was extremely boring. He muttered some of the songs he knew for a while, but soon exhausted the list of ones he knew the words to. It wasn’t long before he just zoned out and didn’t think of anything except what the road looked like.

Dirt. Rocks. More dirt. Oh hey look… more rocks with a hundred percent chance of dirt.

Unexpectedly Magnis realized headlights appeared behind him. They were already too close for him to duck into the ditch and go unnoticed. No problem, I’ll just act natural, if the wrong sorts of people happen to be in whatever type of vehicle that is, I need to not seem like a threat. If worse case happens, I can fight. With the training Nowhere has given me I’m certain I can fight even a few normal people if I have to. Unless… unless they are the people I’m looking for. In that case it might be very bad… or very good, I’m not sure.

Laura's Spark Unlocking

Here is a excerpt from Spark: Evolution that I just finished doing my recent edits on. The only thing you need to know is a man named Lazarus made Laura kill her husband Magnis before taking her to The Institution.

This is not a final copy and may still contain some technical or grammatical errors, please excuse them and read the story as intended, as entertainment. As always, enjoy!
 

Laura looked tired and unenthusiastic sitting in a cubical with several brain activity sensors attached to her head. One of The Institution’s mentors continued working with her trying their best to help her gain access to the spark and tap into its power. After a week and a day, the disappointment took a toll on both of them.

Her mentor Glen looked rather nerdy Laura thought. It must be the way he styles his short hair and the thick-rimmed glasses he wears. Although his physical build would not be typical for someone with that description. It’s hard for me to believe he is over forty when he doesn’t look any older than me.

“Laura,” he took off his nerdy glasses and tried to ease her mind, “it’s a new day. New chances for possibility. Today can be the day you find your spark, so think positive.”

Laura looked down at the floor, “Glen, how many times do we have to go through sitting here? How does The Institution even know I have the spark?”

Frustrations and Jubilations

I haven't blogged in a long while. It wasn't because I didn't have anything to say, it has been because I am working on "the craft" No, not witchcraft. The finer craft or writing. As I'm sure anyone can plainly see with any post with my actual work on it, it is very rough. Like it in that form or not, I'm learning how to turn it into something much better. One of these days I'm going to polish up Spark of the Dead as practice with my new skills.

The biggest problem I am having right now is fragmented focus. Rather than sitting down and working on Spark: Corruption I have been getting a random assortment of different book ideas. Most fit more in a short story setting vs an actual novel. This time I'm typing up each of my ideas and adding any extra thoughts to them I can at the time.

So with this frustration of trying to hone skills and scattered interest has come also means for excitement. I have been taking a hard look at Spark: Evolution and I found some areas needing improvement. Most of these realizations came with finishing the book Writing The Breakout Novel by Donald Maass. During the whole course of the book nothing is forced on you. There wasn't a time I felt ideas or concepts pushed on me. Instead it showed me how Donald Maass perceives the breakout novel piece by piece from his many years of success.

So, after reading this book and getting a lot of great help from the wonderful peeps at Writer's Digest forums I have been refining myself as a writer. I've been struggling with things, but am very happy with my progress at the same time. I was a fool to think I could naturally have the ability to write a novel and have all the technical aspects down right away. Though, from reading the book stated above, it did make me smile a lot because a very large if not all the things that breakout novels have... I'm proud to say I have already incorporated into my novel. Plot is great; normal character growth is great; pushing them to the limit and taking everything away from them in order to build them and conflict is great; theme may need to be expressed louder; emotions in place to really feel and care for my characters will be under a microscope.

To the last part above, I know I fall in love with my characters each time I read my story as if I don't know what is going on, but I'm sure being the creator has a good amount to do with that. Anyone who has read this so far has been in love with the characters in the ways I hoped they would. What I do need to do is make sure that those tension filled moments and emotion filled moments are indeed just that, tension filled and emotion filled.

Well enough from me for now, wish me luck on my very large task set before me. With my last words of the day, I say that writing a novel was easy, going after agents has been difficult (on hold for now), but nothing could prepare me for the magnitude of difficulty that making my novel technically sound has been with my limited education.

Spark: Corruption - Chapter 8

So I'm introducing a new main character to the world of Spark. Lazarus was easy to introduce because he had already been a part of the story.

Here is a rough draft on my 3rd out of 4 people who will be main characters in Spark: Corruption. I may add more onto the end of the chapter, I'm not sure about it yet. As always and as stated at the start of ALL my posts, I won't have perfect grammar, and any mistakes that I find later I won't come back here to edit.

Comments are highly appreciated. 3,068 words by the way

Chapter 8

The cold snows of winter set in full force on New DC and in a few short months it gave way to the thawing of spring. Spring descended upon land and prepped it for summer. Summer ended later then normal and fall was creeping in with its cooler temperatures and the changing of green to something less lively.

Two guns fire simultaneously; a third gunshot leaves the barrel of one of the first guns.

Deep in a back alley between two local businesses three men lay on the cold and dirty ground in puddles of their own dark crimson blood.

Spark: Corruption - Chaper 1

I'm very proud to post the project I'm working on now. This is the 2nd installment in my Spark series in this trilogy with 6 novels planned.

Things to know before you start reading:
Spark: An evolved part of the brain giving those in possession of a spark to do amazing abilities such as telekinesis and teleportation to name the common ones. The abilities that people can have are limited to not being able to change your body or alter the elements (wind, water, fire, earth) 

The Institution: A school for people with sparks. Its goals are to build its numbers and eradicate all humans without a spark in order to evolve humanity.

Nowhere: An underground facility that houses some of the most elite fighters around. They use engineered enhancements in their body that multiply their already amazing strength and agility. Them and The Institution are at war with each other.

At the time Corruption starts Nowhere has invaded The Institution. (Tail end of the 1st book) The story starts backtracking very early into the battle with the twist being Lazarus as the main character instead of Laura.

I'm sure there will be a lot of questions with a lot of you not reading the previous book. This being the first chapter I'm wondering how well it flows and how well it keeps interest. ALSO! I'm trying to pay attention to tense, so let me know how well I did or if I need to be more observant still. This is a bit longer of a read and I thank anyone who reads it. I hope to get a good amount of feedback as well.

Spark of the Dead (Part 11)

Laura and Hillary ran to the end of the block and saw the barricade that Joe was talking about. The barricade was just the wreckage of a house collapsed into the street and would only slow someone or something down rather than be a true barricade.

The girls ran up to it stopping only momentarily before they scaled over the broken cement and wood.

Laura was the first to get to the top and stopped.

Hillary asked, “Why did you stop, keep going?”

Laura was motionless with her mouth open in disbelief; staring at the spot where there vehicle should have been. Finally she answered the question, “The SUV is gone!”

“What?” Hillary struggled to climb forgetting again that she could have just teleported to the top of the wreckage to look for herself.

She clasped her hands to her mouth gasping. “I bet those old people took it!” She sat down with her head hung over. “Why did I leave the keys in the ignition? Why oh why would I do something so stupid?”

“Hey,” Laura leaning down to hug her friend “don’t beat yourself up. I’m glad you came to save me.”

“What do we do now?” Hillary asked.

Laura smiled deviously. “Not that it pertains to leaving the town, but I have an idea. Stay here at the top and wait for Ken.”

Spark of the Dead (Part 10)

Fish knew right away who was out there.

He grabbed the radio from Officer Perry and yelled into it, “Frick’n drive! Don’t give him a chance to attack!”

The trio of Laura, Ken, and Hillary walked at a quick pace avoiding the windows as they slinked from house to house.

Ken and the two girls traveled for two blocks before stopping against the back porch of an abandoned house.

Back over where they came from Magnis came bursting through the front door of the house he fell down into. For a short time he looked for them each way down the road before taking off the wrong direction. From watching him they noticed that he was now limping.