Hallo! How’s things? Well, we’ve made it to Chapter Four, which means we’re a bit over 1/3 of the way through Comrade! Let’s get into it!
A beam of sunlight shining in my face woke me a few hours later. At first, I could not remember where I was, or why I was in so much pain, until it all came rushing back. Where had Simeon gone? He’d treated and bandaged my ankle and head last night. But where was he now?
Panic gripped my stomach and I twisted over, nausea washing over me. What if Ben Simeon hadn’t wanted to help me at all? What if this was all a trap that would end with me thrown into a prisoner of war camp? What if he wasn’t coming back? Continue reading
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! Continue reading
This was supposed to go up two days ago, but I ended up being sick and have slept away most of the time since then, so it didn’t. My sincerest apologies. 🙂 Anyhow, you lucky people, you’ll get two posts today!
A Small Introduction By The Author:
As I was reading this over, I realised that my writing style has changed a lot since I first wrote this all those years ago (2015, in case you were wondering). I’ve grown a lot, and changed, and because of that, I was considering not publishing this story, like I said I would months ago.
But I changed my mind. Sure, this novella (if it can even be called that, it’s only 16k long :P) no longer reflects my style, or even really me, but it’s still a part of my history. It’s a part of who I am as a writer. I think too often we writers shove our old works to the bottom of the proverbial drawer, dust off our hands and exclaim: “Phew! At least no one will ever, ever see that!” This is usually a merited response, but the problem with it is that it makes us ashamed of growth. We cringe when we look back on old writing, and I think that comes, a lot of the time, from a feeling of insecurity. We don’t need to be ashamed of growing up and changing and we should be proud to show (some) of our old writing to the world.
And even though this is old, it’s still one of my favourite works. Not all our old writing is as bad as we think 😉 And even if it is…well, we all had to start somewhere, no?
So, in honour of growth, I will share my writing with you, in the hope that it inspires other people to be more proud of their writing heritage.
Good morning/afternoon/day, whatever you like! There’s good news and bad news today. The good news is that we’re here with another Beautiful People post hosted by the wonderful Cait and Sky! The bad news is that this is going to be the last Beautiful People post for the foreseeable future. I’ve had a lot of fun doing these posts over the last year or so, but massive thank yous to Cait and Sky for hosting (and we hope that one day, the Beautiful People will return 😀 ).
So, let’s get on to the questions! Continue reading