So, I realise that the heading makes me sound like I’m trying to put together the Infinity Gauntlet or something, but there’s an actual reason for the name and it’s fairly simple. My trilogy all contain the word “infinity”, in their title, so I call the trilogy “Infinity”. Thus, my notebooks are called “The Infinity Notebooks”, and today I’m going to present to you some absolute gems that I’ve found in my scouring of these notebooks.
Note: Most of the things written in here were written during a) NaNoWriMo or b) Camp NaNoWriMo (only slightly less stressful), and they were fuelled by caffeine and lack of sleep and that is probably why they’re so…odd.
Anyway, let’s jump into it!
Justice has a German accent
Who forgot to inform me of this? For the record, Justice is part French, part Scottish. Why would he have a German accent?
“You are a jerk, Justice.”
Justice’s mouth fell open. “Excuse me?”
I put my hands squarely on my hips. “I said,” I repeated, a little more forcefully. “You are a jerk.”
Sass. No idea if the “I” here is Sapphire or Chessy though. Either way, this is fun to read 😀
“Imbeciles, it’s for you too, that I die.”
An inspirational quote from an executed member of the French Resistance in World War Two.
“A revolution is a simple thing!”
The immortal words of Comrade Gleb from Anastasia.
What happens next? I literally have no idea:
Chessy could do something silly.
Justice could do something silly.
Inspirational plotting. By the way, all three of those things ended up happening
actually, the whole book is made up of those three things.
Sapphire has an emotional break down and cries a lot into Quillon’s shirt, which is super romantic but also kind of awkward. And all this time, Quillon’s being Cool and Collected™ but inside he’s basically having a heart attack.
This is a sample of my whole outline. A+ outlining skills.
And then more stuff happens. Like, Justice figures out a highly sophisticated plan to break Chessy out of jail.
More A+ planning skills on the part of Justice and myself.
Quillon is also shot, but doesn’t die. Jean grabs him and drags him out of harms way. Quillon regains consciousness and is a bit confused. Like, who even is this random bloke cradling my head and weeping over me? To be fair, that would be how I would react in a similar situation. And Jean’s like, hey, boy, you were courting my daughter without me even knowing it, but I’m cool now and I’m here to save your life.
I don’t even know what to do with myself.
Justice…comes up with a Fiendishly Clever Plan™ to help some of them escape.
Ten points if you get the How To Train Your Dragon reference.
WE IS HERE!!!!!
The Newsies are here, people. In my notebook, scribbling on sticky notes.
“We’d have nothing at the end of the story if we had everything at the beginning.” The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Victor Hugo’s wise advice.
Justice essentially “friendzones” Chessy, but that’s okay and she actually copes with that and thinks of him as a friend and for the first time in the history of YA, their relationship does not end in romance. I’ll be executed for heresy.
(Do you get the feeling I was a bit salty at romance?)
I admire my ability to muff everything up. Jean Verde has to have been a friend of Manly’s father, because there’s no way a forty-one-year-old and a sixty-two-year-old were at school together.
*headdesk* Who hired me?
Instead of becoming a shoemaker, Alex Manly makes:
Seriously though. Who hired me? (Just so you know, I went with shoemaking.)
“I’m going to ask you to marry me one day,” Justice whispered.
“I think I might just say yes,” I returned.
Um, no?? This didn’t end up in the novel, since…well, yeah. (No more attempts at romance, hey Chelsea?)
Give Chessy and Justice more window scenes
The story behind this is quite interesting. In the first chapter of the second book, Chessy gets upset and goes into her room, locking the door. Like a sensible man, Quillon leaves her alone, but of course, Justice has no social skills whatsoever, so he comes to her window and starts trying to talk to her through her window. This was not meant to be romantic at all, and yet it apparently was, and an alpha reader asked if I could include more window scenes. So I did. But I had to make a mental note first. 😛
Quillon sometimes refers to Dae [his sister] as “Ladle” and she sometimes refers to him as “Egg”.
Because its hilarious to wonder how toddlers would pronounce the names “Augustine” and “Adelaide”. (All credit to my alpha reader for “Ladle” though).
Phoenix is a fiery ball of passion who wants to stab everybody.
And does, in fact, stab someone. #spoilers
A ball scene just needs to happen because I love undercover ball scenes.
Like Lord Grenville’s ball in The Scarlet Pimpernel.
Could I do like a crossover retelling: The Scarlet Pimpernel/Little Dorrit. Am I insane or a genius? We know not.
I’m insane. That’s been established already. (Just so you know, I didn’t go with the Little Dorrit idea, cool as it would’ve been).
A laiqa alcar
Oh ehtele lisse
Um, doesn’t everyone write Elvish songs in the notebooks of their dystopian novels? By the way, these are the lyrics from “Lothlorien”, in The Lord of the Rings musical, but I have no idea what it means.
“See, look at them, they don’t fight!”
“Actually, they’re probably having a telepathic fight as we speak.” #siblings.
This was actually a quote I overheard (and the words about telepathic fighting were directed at me and my sister). I scribbled it down because my third and final Infinity book features some siblings–a lot of siblings actually–and I want to hedge that concept in there somewhere!
“You disrupt the balance of my life!”
This is something I said. I was at the park with my sister and lying in a swing, basket thing which was very comfortable and I was just beginning to doze off when my sister ran and jumped into this basket next to me, which sent the whole thing rocking and spinning wildly. I shouted this at her, and then it struck me as something an annoyed Justice might shout, so I wrote it on a sticky note and stuck it in the notebook.
“Try being called Augustine in high school.”
As far as I can remember, I haven’t used this line but I’m pretty sure that this was a comeback of Quillon’s, probably after hearing Justice moan about his terrible childhood. Instead of being a comforting friend, the only sympathy Quillon can offer is that Justice’s rather neglected childhood obviously wasn’t as bad as being teased for the name Augustine.
Nancy, Harriet, Cal and Wil, homeschooled Ohioan geek pilots
I’m not sure if these even exist, but the characters are fun and amusing. Let me know if you’re from Ohio and can confirm the presence of a large homeschooled family of geek pilots? I’m not even sure what makes them geeky. As far as I know, they’re just Americans who fly planes.
Also, they totally aren’t named after famous pilots and Wil’s full name definitely isn’t Wilbur.
“The bond between a brother and sister is sometimes tightly woven, some loosely held, but never broken.” (quote not mine).
I love this quote and it really is at the centre of the third novel (and the first two as well) brothers and sisters (and cousins) sometimes adore each other, sometimes despise each other, but underneath it all, they do love each other and would do anything to save the other’s life.
I think when Kai grows up he’ll be a super talented musician and also trying to make it as a playwright but kind of failing. Still, he can play Chopin, Mozart, etc.
The last thing I imagine Kai as is a failing playwright. However, it is canonical that he becomes a talented musician.
Random plot bunny: contemporary retelling of Northanger Abbey where whathisname reads too many sci-fi/superhero novels.
Very descriptive. Still sounds like a fairly entertaining idea though
“We’re homeschooled, that’s why we’re crazy.” –The Wrights [those geek pilots from earlier] at some point.
On this note, I’ll leave you to ponder the inner workings of the brain of an author and the things she spouts at random.
Your turn, guys! How much planning do you do before writing a novel? Do you sometimes write crazy things and then forget them? Have you ever given a character an accent and…forgotten that too? Tell me all your embarrassing secrets!