world building

Unleashing the Words

For the record: I don’t believe in writer’s block.

I do believe sometimes it takes more effort to get the words on paper (or screen), but this six sided, three-dimensional bogey man that plagues writers from under the bed or in the plumbing or wherever it hides? No, I don’t believe in that.

But most people would argue that whatever you call the manifestation known as “writer’s block”, or whether you believe in it or not,  is irrelevant. It exists, and it’s a real problem.

When I feel a little stuck or stultified (a brilliant word meaning: cause to lose enthusiasm and initiative, especially as a result of a tedious or restrictive routine), I draw.

More specifically: I draw maps. Without a clear picture in my noggin of where the story is taking place, the words get flat and shallow. More importantly, they become sluggish, and this is not good.

Currently, I’m working on the first draft of book five of the Guardians of the Path series, taking off to a new region of my world, and I was having trouble getting the words to flow as opposed to merely trickle. So I sat down and worked out a simple schematic of where the story was taking place. This may not be “simple” for some, but quite a bit of time was spent browsing the interweb, looking at pictures (also a good method of invoking the gods of inspiration) of European cathedrals and prestigious English college campuses, buildings which were reduced to squares on my diagram.

I give you: the Coven of White and Black –

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This probably doesn’t mean anything to anyone at this precise moment, but take my word for it, it’s awesome!! And yes, Laboratorium is now a word.

And away we go!

Just a little something for you to try if you get particularity desperate 🙂

Good writing!

❤ DragonBeck

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Omens teaser I – “Under the Waves”

The Guardians of the Path Omens, published by Witching Hour Publishing, is to be released on 23 November 2016. I thought it would be fun to give you a few teasers to whet your appetite!

This first excerpt is a song. I like to put songs in my books for two reasons. One: because my book is based heavily on music, and the magyc thereof. Two: It rounds out the world I’ve created.

World-building is a crucial part of writing a fantasy or sci-fi story. It orients the reader, and if you don’t let him know the rules, he won’t have stable point to evaluate what’s happening. I think it’s important to maintain a balance in world-building, though. It’s easy to get lost in the details of the world, so much so that you never write the story! The story is a sequence of events that take place (the plot), involving certain people (the characters), and where the story takes place should enhance it, not detract from it.

When I first started writing Guardians of the Path, I had a very rough sketch of the world, and as I wrote further, I fleshed it out with more details: of history, of people, places, the currency they use, and so forth. I tend to just make up names and dates on the spot, and figure it out later. This works for me, and I find that it just fits together. Some people may find that they contradict themselves too easily and often, and they will work out another method for getting the facts of their world in order.

All cultures, from primitive to modern, have music, songs, and singing. In truth, songs are just another way of telling a story, with poetry and lyric instead of prose. This song has three titles: one is the name of the song – “Under the Waves”. It was written by a man named Wind, whom we will meet briefly in Omens, and get a glimpse into his life, hence the second name. Wind was a big influence on the dark Guardian – Luca Lorisson – and this is Luca’s favorite song, and thus the third name.

“Under the Waves” (“Wind’s Lament”, or “Luca’s song”)

The sun rises cold
upon my final day
Calling me home
to the wind and the waves

All of my friends
Have forgotten my name
The don’t hear me speak
And they don’t know my face

All I have left
As the sea takes me home
Are memories I’ve stolen
From the places I’ve gone

Ghosts and pipers come back to haunt
And collect their due
But my coffers are empty
I’ve nothing to give, and less to lose

All has gone and faded away
Ghosts and pipers
They care not
They come anyway

All I have left
As the sea takes me home
Are the memories I’ve stolen
From the places I’ve gone

The paths that I’ve tread
are claimed by Time
In His sands they lay
Out of sight, out of mind

Scars cover hurts
That I’ve made my own
They are my friends
And I’m never alone

The sun sets with fire
On my final day
Where I go now,
I cannot say

Death stands a-waiting
In the wings of my stage
To His Realm I will go
And in His Realm I’ll stay

The deeds that led here
To this place, and my fate
Are times I fought, and times I cried
When I loved, and when I lied

Now these golden things
They are no more
Than faded paintings
On someone else’s wall

Ghosts and pipers come back to haunt
And collect their due
But my coffers are empty
I’ve nothing to give, and less to lose

All I have left
As the sea takes me home
Are memories I’ve stolen
From the places I’ve gone

All I have left
As Death takes me home
Are the memories I bring
and these songs that I sing

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Look for Omens and other great books from Witching Hour Publishing coming soon!

❤ DragonBeck