You Ask Rathelm: The Answers

 Hey everyone! I'm late again... but I shall try to post Friday instead of yesterday. Of course... tomorrow I'm starting college, so hoping I'll get my blog post up. Here's hoping!

 Anyway, I think we have waited long enough for Rathelm's answers to the questions we asked a while back. I guess there is a reason he didn't get as many as Elric. (I see that glare, Mr.) But here they are. May he have mercy on your heads.

Your majesty is too kind to answer the questions of us mere peasants. I would ask if you two things: the first, how many people have you executed in your illustrious career, and what is your preferred method? (William Cloud)

 I see you have a smooth tongue. Many with smooth tongues have had a sharp blade beneath it. In my time of king, the execution rate could be varied. There are certain crimes which are punishable by death that could be done without my knowledge, and taken care of. For personal execution... perhaps less than fifty... perhaps more.

 For my preferred method, the method with a message is the most suitable to get the word across to others in the kingdom. Therefore, often the most violent way is the most practical. For example, leaving traitorous generals high on towers in the sky to be dehydrated, and eaten by our lovely death birds.

 How long has he reigned as king and did he ever want to do anything else besides be king? (Victoria Grace Howell)

 I have been king for almost twenty-five years. Why do you wish to know this information? I never wanted anything else. It was what I was groomed for. It was what I always wanted to be, whether it was my choice or not.  Me: That totally makes sense...

What is his highness' favorite color, meal, and, if he were to have free time, what would he do? (Anna Three)

Purple for royalty. Roast duck stuffed with green peppers and cheeses. I used to hunt, but no more. The hobby has lost its appeal. A game of fencing gets the blood flowing. But if you think I'll tell you my schedule so that you can attack, you are gravely mistaken.

Is there a particular reason his highness is such a grouch? (Anna Three)

Insolence! If we were in Linaeus you would be executed at once. A maid should not speak to her king in such a familiar and disrespectful manner!

Me: Eesh. Moving on...

What was your childhood like? (Athelas Hale)

 Like any other who is destined to be king. Tutors in all practical things such as swordplay and strategy and some less needed areas. I played alone, but that was how things had to be. When you are special, you are apart. You must stay special.

When you became King, what did you feel? (Athelas Hale)

 Like a king! The moment I had trained for twenty years for had arrived. I was excited, ready to make my kingdom the best.

 What do you consider an offense worth death? (Athelas Hale)

 Betrayal above all other things. This encompasses all things like speaking about the king in a derogatory manner, talking to the king in a disrespectful manner, etc.

What did you feel like when you first killed someone? (Athelas Hale)

I have never killed a person myself, but on my first ordered execution I felt in control. No one could undermine me.

What do you think of your son, Elric? (Athelas Hale)

 My weakling son? He wastes time. If he is to be king he must show more interest in the position. He must be more serious. Dreams are for the lower royalty to attain. Everyone wants to be king so I don't know why he resists it so. He needs a backbone.

Why does his highness not value book learning? (Imogen Elvis)

 There are a certain few books that can be advantageous, but there is only a degree of book learning that can help you rule. The rest must be learned with iron fist and attentive ears.

What does his highness value instead? (Imogen Elvis)

 I value decisiveness. Knowing your own mind. That is the thing about my son. He never shows he has strength of will. I value strength. My son Aren. He is a sight to behold. A talented, likely young lad. Unfortunately he was born last.

In his highness's opinion, are kings are allowed to have friends, and if so, does he have any? (Imogen Elvis)

 Friendship was a commodity I never was allowed. I have never needed it. 

 Who does his highness care about the most? (Imogen Elvis)

 Can I say myself? In this world you have to look out for yourself. But if not, my son Aren. He is no failure.

And finally, cats or dogs? (Imogen Elvis)

Cats. They are brooding and unpredictable. A somewhat intriguing match up.

 Me: Yes... I can see that... I wonder who that reminds me of...

 Well, I guess that wasn't actually a bad amount of questions. Thanks guys! I hope you enjoyed this interview! See ya later!

 ~ a rambling author


  

A Novel Idea: Past Influences

 So I'm terrible. I haven't posted in over a week, and that's bad. But this is the life of a soon-to-be college freshman. GULP. Thankfully, my college is a car ride away from home so for at least the first two years I'll be here, but still, so much stuff is happening! Crazy crazy. So, I'm going to participate in the Novel Idea thing I did last time.

 

 Today it is on past influences of a character. Once again I'm going to use Elric. 

 1. What do they consider the most important thing they’ve done so far in their life? That's the problem. He feels he hasn't done anything truly important. The most important would be spying for his father.

 2. What is their greatest regret? Spying for his father and betraying some people he cares about.

 3. When was the last time they were really, really frightened? When he was attacked by bearwolves and then bandits.

 4. What was the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to them? Being ridiculed for who he is is a constant embarrassment. One thing would be difficult to pin point.

 5. If they could change one thing about their past – and only one thing – what would that be and why? That his brother hadn't died, and he hadn't become the heir to the throne. He would have more freedom and not be more scrutinized. And he would have his brother back. 

 ~ a rambling author

A Novel Idea Linkup: Character Background

 I didn't post yesterday because I was gone for most of the day, so I'm posting today. And since I don't have a book I want to talk about specifically today, I'm going to try this fun little linkup that Ashley set up. It was supposed to be done Saturday last week, but... So you may get another one tomorrow. :P

 

 So the questions she posted this week have to do with character backgrounds. Because he's often my go-to, and his story is still in the works, I'm going to pick Elric Kingson from The Prince's Quest.

 

1. Where were they born? In a hospital, in their home, what city?

   

 Elric was born in his family's palace home in the city of Lorelin. 

 

2. Where do they live now? 

 

 He still lives in the palace at Lorelin. 

 

3. Who are the people they are closest to? Family, friends?

 

 He is closest to his mother, Queen Eloine, and his manservant, Winston. 

 

4. Where do they go when they’re angry and need to get away?

 

 He prefers the gardens and the safety of a good book. 

Okay, that was fun! I love these little linkups. :)

~ a rambling author

You Ask: Rathelm

 It's been a while since I've done a "You Ask." So today, I'm going to introduce you to King Rathelm.

I don't own this image.

King Rathelm is the father of Elric, who you've already met. He is the King of Linaeus, and a bit of a grouch. And when I say he's a grouch, I mean he's sentenced a lot of people to death. Some think that his mind is going. But no one dares to speak their suspicions. He shows obvious favor to his youngest son, Aren, who is much like his oldest son who died. He thinks of Elric's book learning as rubbish, and doesn't have a very good opinion of his oldest surviving son. But it's your turn to ask the questions, because I don't want to spoil anything. Enjoy!

~ a rambling author

On Writing the Second Draft

 Today I want to talk a little bit about where my writing has been going recently. Since I finished writing The Prince's Quest, I've worked on other various projects including Up the Scarlet Staircase and some short stories... Before Dusk, Do You Remember When We Met?, and Butterfly. I've had lots of fun with these projects-- I'm especially proud of Before Dusk, which is an experimental piece for me-- but I miss my 'baby.' So at long last, I began the process of writing the second draft of The Prince's Quest. 

 I'm only about 5000 words in, and I'm using the original as a formula, and making changes where they are needed. I am re-writing, not just revising, so I'm not using a lot of the original wording, and changing minor details in some cases.

 Here's my decision on re-writing. I actual have found it enjoyable in a way. There isn't the same feeling of adventure that you have when you are writing a first draft, when you sometimes don't know everything about the characters, and some pieces of the plot haven't quite fit into place. But that's also a pro. Because I know where the story is headed, I have more freedom to expand on my earlier ideas. I know what I'm doing, in a sense. I also feel like I can delve deeper into the characters.

 Like I said, I'm only about 5000 words in, so I'm not expert. And I probably won't ever be. 10,000 words down the road I might despise re-writing. I already have all these short story urges that I sometimes entertain since I can write them faster than a novel. But I'm hoping I can enjoy this process even more than I am now. If I can dedicate a little time to it every day, Draft 2 could be here in a short time.

 What stage are you at in writing? Do you ever feel like you've hit a block? Or are just too busy to write?

 Thanks for reading!


~ a rambling author

Prince's Quest Prologue

 As I said, I'm busy, and though it's technically not Wednesday anymore, I'm awake, so I'm posting. Since I am busy spending time with family, I'm going to share with you the most recent version of The Prince's Quest prologue. Hope you enjoy!

Prologue

Kaltine 23

 “Your Highness?”

 Elric stood from the threadbare chair, sending a cloud of dust through the air. “Yes? What is the news, Winston?”

 His manservant coughed before answering. “The girls have arrived.”

 Elric nodded, processing the information and what it meant. “Good.”

 He straightened the deep blue claok covering his tunic and followed Winston out of the room, empty except for the chair and an equally downtrodden bed.

 Had she come?

 He shook his head, hoping to dislodge the thoughts assaulting him. He would find out soon enough.

 A dark hallway with a faded purple rug running its length awaited him. He ignored the lackluster tapestries and the sad attempt at color they presented, intent to his purpose.

 Winston waited for him at two double doors that reached for the ceiling. “My Prince, the decision you make right now will affect your life in who knows how many ways.”

 Elric paused, inhaling the scent of the future. Mildew filled his nostrils. “I know.”

 “Are you read?”

 “As much as I can be.”

Winston bowed, giving his support as he always had. Without another word he pushed the door inward. It creaked on unpolished hinges, revealing those who waited inside.

 Elric strode through, attempting to show more confidence then he felt. He slowed when he saw the expressions of the townspeople and a prick of guilt wormed its way inside of him. He shoved it aside, knowing he had to let go of such feelings until he found her. That was all that mattered right now.

 “People of Redge,” he cringed inwardly at the cold tone of his voice. These were still the people he had grown to know over the last month, “I’m sure you are all wondering why I summoned your young women here on such short notice. The time is my own affair. I have but one question to put forth to you: is Anya, the daughter of Amos, among you?”

 His query sat unanswered for several long moments. He straightened, afraid sweat was going to break out on his forehead and ruin his collected façade. He was about to try again, using a more threatening voice, when a heavy man he recognized as a local shopkeeper stepped forward.

 “No. She is not among us.”

 Another man, the resident fool stepped forward. “Ah, but sir, we have many other young ladies… might you take your pick of them, and let us be? Eh?”

 Elric felt the thread of his authority being pulled apart, and he called for Winston to shut the doors. Recalling the cold voice he had used moments earlier, he hardened his face. “I will look at all of the girls.”

  There were a couple of fearful murmurings, but the handful of girls from the village and surrounding miles organized themselves into a line, most staring at the floor.

 That prick of guilt bit him again. They were afraid. He blinked. He didn’t want anyone to fear him. Fear was destructive.

 He walked to the end of the line, inhaling to keep focus as he walked by each girl, studying each face.

 A flash of honey colored hair caught his eye, and he held his breath, turning to find her. Two deep blue eyes filled with tears met his. She seemed to plead with him with her silent stare. She begged him not to choose her. He tried not to let the disappointment stabbing him show. He gave the girl a quick nod. “You may go.”

 He watched as if seeing through another’s eyes as she ran to the rest of the villagers, throwing her arms around the shoulders of a young man. He turned away. It wasn’t her.

 He walked past the rest of the other young women without much interest. The truth was hard to accept, but he knew. She wasn’t here. She was gone.

 When he reached the end of the line, he cleared his throat, staring at the opposite wall in an attempt to avoid eye contact. “You may go. All of you.”

 The villagers shuffled out, some casting curious eyes over their shoulders, some of the girls sending brazen smiles as if they expected he might accept the fool’s offer, and take one of them with him.

 He turned away, lost in thought once again.

 Honey hair, brown eyes. The thought of her smile sent a thrill through him. How could he have done such a thing? He clenched a fist. He would not make his mistake again.

 “Sire.” Winston’s voice was careful, as if he thought Elric might grow angry.

 He turned, giving his friend and aide a small smile. “Come. We must plan.”

 He led Winston to a small, unused room. He had chosen it for the withered map that hung on the wall. Pulling it down, he spread it on a short table, mindful of thick layer of dust covering the wood.

 “I must find her.”

 “Sire, are you sure? What will your father think?”

 Elric didn’t respond. What would his father think? He would deal with the answer later. He asked Winston for a pencil and set the lead against the old paper.

 “Where do you think she would go?” Winston’s question jolted him into action. He created a line from Redge to the Savage Lands.

 Winston gasped. “But sir! Surely she would not survive such a journey… to a horrible place like that. She’d have to pass through Snake Pass, and there are unknown dangers waiting.”

 Elric held up a hand, silencing his friend. “She is stronger than you think.” He glanced around the small room. “Bring the map. I must speak with my father.”

 ~ a rambling author

The Prince's Quest Re-write

 This post will be a little short, but since it's Wednesday for writing... I want to talk about The Prince's Quest. If you've been following this blog for a while, you know this is the story I've been working since 2011. I've referred to it as 'my baby' and it's characters are my favorites. But I hit a slump after I completed the story.

 You see, I had written most of the book by hand, and I have that in a giant binder. I've transitioned to doing more writing by computer now, and the idea of typing up all that hard work... over 50,000 words of it, made me balk.

 It wasn't as if I was trying to be lazy. The fact was, in 2011, my writing was... undeveloped. I mean, it isn't perfect now, but then... It just wasn't ready. So I imagined sitting for hours, typing up that book and wanting to correct the entire time. I felt like it would take too long, and drain me for the story.

 So I put it off. This isn't something you should do. Putting things off accomplishes nothing. But I did. I focused on other projects, while continuing my torturous deciding.

 Finally, when I knew I had made my poor story wait long enough, I put the question to my friends over at Go Teen Writers. I asked them if I should just type up what I had, or start fresh, remembering the plot I had written. These two choices were the source of my anxiety.

 Much to my actual relief, they all encouraged me to re-write, but use the old work as a guide. I didn't have to throw it out, but I didn't have to type up all those thousands of words either. Once I had someone else's opinion of the matter, I felt a lot better.

 And I can tell you now, that it was the best decision I could have made. I am loving re-writing this story. Now that I have further insight into the story and characters than I did as a fifteen-year-old NaNoWriMo participant, I can really dig deep, and tell the story like I meant it to be told all along. I am so happy to be re-writing, and I may even be starting to enjoy it more than the first draft process.

 So thank you, to everyone at Go Teen Writers for encouraging me to continue, even when I felt like it was a heavy load. Thank you to my readers for wanting this story. And thank you God for giving it to me.

~ a rambling author

You Ask Fanic: The Answers

 

This is the look he's giving me right now.

Last week, I asked you to send questions in for my creepy creep from The Prince's Quest, Fanic. Although he's such a weirdo, people seem to love him... something I don't quite understand. Anyway, here are the questions you asked. I'll try to keep him from being too... um... freaky.







 
What got you interested in blades and knives, and what was your first knife you ever got? 

 I like the way this is starting out. There is no reason not to enjoy the benefits of a knife. With my many blades, I can accomplish anything a bow or sword can with less work. Although, I sometimes use a bow, I much prefer knives. For example, you can run out of arrows, or grow exhausted with a sword. A knife brings the two together. You can throw them, or use them in hand-to-hand combat. And knives are the best choice for my profession because of the secrecy they allow. I received my first knife on my eighth birth celebration. It was a paltry weapon from my mother, but I put it to good use, and it began my love for cutting things.

Who was the first person you killed? 

 That would be the man my mother married when I was ten. He was a brute, and I should be thanked for his death. He lasted until I was fourteen, and then I grew tired of him.

Can you talk about how you felt afterwards?

 Triumphant, what else? To put down a man such as that can be described as nothing else. I discovered that killing is what I am good at.

Would you consider yourself more of a psychopath or a sociopath?

 My dear, are you questioning my sanity? (Me: I think he's a sociopath with psychopathic tendencies. But I don't know. :P)

Is there anyone who's ever been dear to you in life? Or have you always been more of a lone-ranger? 

Having someone you care for makes you weak. I had a mother, but she's dead now. When I was eighteen I fancied I loved a girl. She's dead too. Come to your own conclusions.

Who or what do you hate most, and why?

I don't think there's anyone left to hate. If I hate someone, they die.

What would you do if you encountered that person/thing/situation right now?

 I think I already made my answer clear, but I would kill them. Quite possibly.

What do you fear? Or will you admit to fearing anything at all? 

 *Yawn* Fear is my domain. I am the shadow in your bedroom, I am the dagger waiting to stab you. I live on fear. 

What's your favorite blade type/design? Tanto? Bowie?

I don't know what a Tanto or Bowie is, but if I understand the question, you're asking me my preferred knife? My favorite blades are the ones I make myself, or get through the black market weapons dealers. I like them to be long, so they're easy to slip between ribs. Or at least to wave around threateningly. Thin is also a bonus at times.

Which style of knife (ex. Throwing, dagger) do you prefer?

I enjoy all kinds. Each has its merit. To choose one would be like choosing a favorite child. If I had one.







How many knives do you own?

The answer varies. I carry a certain number on my person, and keep some in my dwelling. I like collecting a knife from every city I visit. I'd say nearing 200 at this point, though I only carry fifteen with me.

Which is your favorite?

 My serrated blade. It was created with jagged edges, and is the most fun to terrify people with.

 And would you agree that Damascus steel is the best? 

 I've never heard of such a thing as Damascus. The best steel comes from the mines in Linaeus. Also, Masin has good metal if they would bother collecting it. 

Do you prefer to work as an assassin or a scout and why?

An assassin's job is more fun. Though the pleasure isn't really from killing. When you're a scout you can terrify the people you are tracking, or even those you are working with. I'm at the middle of the road here.

Did you ever have a family? Where are they now?

 These questions are so repetitive. I had a family. I had a mother and a sister. They're both gone. It's none of your concern.

When did you find yourself first enjoying pain? How did it make you feel when you realized it?

 I broke another boy's arm when I was twelve. When you first find yourself enjoying pain it can be frightening until you transition into appreciating it. I felt powerful.


If you could change one thing in your life, what would it be?

I would have killed my mother's husband sooner.

Say you're sick in bed, trying stubbornly to rest, and have absolutely no intention of moving. If there was one sound in the world that would force you out of that bed to go chasing after the source, what would it be?

 I don't get sick. But one thing to make me leave my bed would be the sound a person. Because when I sleep, no people should stir.

If a stranger were to approach you and introduce themselves, any suspicions aside, what is the first thing about them that you would notice?

 If they carried a visible weapon. If they looked afraid.

Can you identify a single thing that changed your path in life, and would you change that if you could?

As I've said, the killing of my mother's husband. I was preparing to be a fisherman, but that changed it all. I wouldn't change it. Can't you see how happy I am?


 Has Fanic always enjoyed hurting others or was there a time when he didn't? 

 You make is sound so animalistic. And I'm right here. No third person, please. Hurting others... hmm. I suppose I may not have enjoyed it when I was young. But I was weak. I'm not weak anymore.

~

 Thanks for the questions everyone! Sorry Fanic was such a creep. You can read more about him in the future, I hope, in The Prince's Quest! And perhaps in more writing posts.

~ a rambling author

You Ask Fanic

This was the best I could do.

 All right, so you've met Elric and Anya, two of the principle characters from The Prince's Quest, so now you get to meet Fanic... Someone I'm not sure how to introduce as.

 Fanic, well, he's interesting. I suppose he's a bit of a sociopath. Or something of that sort. He enjoys pain... in doses. The first time you meet him he is shoving someone head under the water and enjoying every moment. He also takes great pride in his collection of knives, often using them as a tool to scare unsuspecting victims with.  His favorite is his serrated blade. He's very interesting. He likes to threaten people, but often is more talk than anything. He has a checkered past, and hires himself as an assassin or scout. There's a lot more to him, but I'll let you ask the questions.


~ a ramblign author
                                                                                      

You Ask Anya: The Answer

Found on Google.

 So here are the answers to Anya's questions! Thanks everyone for asking, we're very interested to answer. Well I am. Anya isn't exactly thrilled. So here they are!

  If a madman with a blue box showed up at your front door and offered to show you the universe, what would you do?

 I'm sorry. I don't really understand the question. I think if the man were truly mad I wouldn't want to go with him. I've met some mad people, and it wasn't a nice experience. (Me: Why all the Doctor Who questions? :P)

What kind of music or musical instrument is your favorite?

 I like the trill of a flute. Such a lovely sound. But I love all types of music and instruments, so it would be a hard thing for me to make a definite choice.

What is your favorite season and why?

 There is so much beauty in each season that I'm not sure I could choose. The One created them so unique. I do love Spring when things are starting to grow, but Autumn brings such interesting colors. Summer and Winter also have their merits.

Do you sing? 

 I do, but mostly in worship. I'm not a minstrel or anything fancy such as that.


What would you do if Elric asked you out? 

Asked me... out? You mean to go outside? (Me: She means it in a romantic way. What would you do if Elric wanted you to go somewhere with him because he liked you.) Oh. *Blushes* I... I do not know. He's nice, I suppose.

If you had the chance to travel, would you? Where would you go? Why?

 My father and I always talked about going to the Unknown Lands. I've always wondered what it is like there... what mysteries can be unfolded. I would travel if I get the opportunity. And I would go for the reason of discovering new things, hopefully.

 What would you do if you found out someone close to you betrayed you?

 Once again, I'm not sure. These are strange questions. The One asks us to forgive those who oppress us, but in the face of such an act, I'm sure it would be hard.


Why isn't your mother in the picture? 

 Ah. Well... my mother passed away when I was a very little girl. She had a sickness that our physician was unable to treat.


What are your hobbies? 

 Cooking, going on picnics, walking, working with my father, conversing.


Who is your closest friend?

Ryald, I suppose, though he can be overprotective to a fault. He's the stableboy who's decided to be my older brother.


What do you dream about?

 Many things. Seeing the Unknown lands, visiting Linaeus, a future as a wife and mother, many things.

Are you satisfied with your life?

 We can always wish for bigger things, but for now, I am happy for all The One has bestowed upon me.


Who would you die to save?

The Scroll of Wisdom talks about giving your life for a friend being the greatest form of love... Most likely easier said than done. But my father... Life without him would be so hard.

Do you expect to ever get married and have children?

 It is one of my greatest desires. Currently, our town has a shortage of honorable young men. Excluding Ryald, who I couldn't marry anyway. 


What is your fondest memory?

 There are many. Visiting the Worship Hall with my father as a girl, and having him read the holy text shines brightly in my mind. I also have some recent memories of picnics and new friends that I wish to remember always.


Do you read?

If there is a book to be found in my small town, I will be found reading it at some point.


If you could travel to any place in your world, where would it be and why? 

Everyone seems very interested in my travels. I would like to visit those I've mentioned, but I think I would also like to see the other countries surrounding Linaeus, more specifically Dagger Island and the Alven Isles. I've never seen the ocean.


What circumstances people make you get the most sad, angry, excited, and nervous? 

I am most sad at the thought of someone never knowing The One, and never wanting to know Him. I think I might be angry if someone was cruel to someone I loved. I would be excited to see new things, and to introduce someone to new things. I would be most nervous to accidentally betray someone. It is always important to be careful what you say.


What's your favorite food?

Fresh baked bread with newly harvested honey spread on top. There is nothing so tempting and delicious.


Would you ever consider killing someone? In what situation would you do that? Is there anyone you would never kill? 

We are taught that is the most precious thing there is, and to end a life is terrible. I know death is sometimes necessary, and the Scrolls of Wisdom tell of such things occurring, but I don't think I could. Something very terrible would have to happen to make me consider taking another life. I would never kill those I love especially.

How do you feel about your family? What do your relationships look like?

My only family is my Father, Amos. And I love him more than I can express. Our relationship is one of great closeness. Losing my mother caused us to cling more to each other. I am thankful to the One for keeping us together.  I have a normal relationship with those in my town, friendship with Ryald, and a new, different friendship with Elric.


What is your first memory?

My mother singing to me as a little child, stroking my hair, and talking to me in soothing tones.


A few of your favorite people?

My father, of course. Physician Brown and his wife are wonderful people. Ryald. And I'm enjoying getting to know Elric. I think there's a lot more to him than he realizes.


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Well that's that! I hope you enjoyed Anya's answers! Thanks for asking. And next week we'll get to see into the deranged mind of Fanic... Mwahahaa.

~ a rambling author

















 

You Ask Anya Part 1

Hello everyone! Last week you met Elric. Today you get to meet Anya, a girl with a pivotal role in The Prince's Quest. I found a couple photos of a girl that look almost exactly as I picture her, with the clothing being different of course. Most pictures of this girl are not Anya, but these two seem to capture her. Anyway, you've already heard the description of PQ, but I'll share it one more time anyway.

BCC: Living as Crown Prince of Linaeus isn’t so bad. Elric can live with the whispers behind his back, and the obvious dislike the servants hold for him. But, without warning, his situation changes when King Rath decides to test his son’s loyalty, and see if he really can be a great king one day.
Elric is on a quest, a quest he would rather avoid. Someone in the small village of Redge is publishing false information about the king. It’s Elric’s job to find the perpetrator and bring him--and anyone involved--to justice.
The prince is plunged into a moral dilemma as he evades bandits intent on his capture, searches for truth, and meets a girl who could change his view on everything. Life is filled with choices. The problem is, making the right one.

 If you haven't guessed, I'll tell you. Anya is the girl mentioned in the synopsis as changing his view on everything. Possibly. But really there isn't a lot known about Anya. She's about sixteen years old, with light hair, and honey colored eyes. Her father owns the "Two Moons Inn" and she helps him run it. She has a sweet disposition and encourages everyone who comes into contact with her. She takes an immediate liking to Elric, showing him around the town, and introducing him to the idea of a creator, The One. But like everyone in the town of Redge, she is on Elric's list of potential suspect, and that may affect their blossoming friendship.

 So that's all you're getting from me, though I'd love to say more. Please ask Anya questions in the comments. Multiples are welcome. Feel free to ask the normal, or more unique! Have a lovely evening!

~ a rambling author

You Ask Elric Part 2: The Answers

 As you can tell I took a bit of a blogging break yesterday, but I'm ready to get back to writing! :D Today, I'm going to answer the questions you asked Elric last week. The prince is standing by and ready to answer... well, mostly ready. He's a bit uncertain about this. Next week I may have Anya, or perhaps even Fanic to answer questions. Mwhahahaha.

What is his weapon of choice? And which variant of that weapon?

  Elric: I prefer swords if I'm training. I've never had true combat, but as far as sparring goes I'll take my long sword.

What is your biggest fear?

Elric: ...I... I'm not sure really. I suppose it's making the wrong choice and causing devastation.

Do you have nightmares, or have you ever had nightmares? If so, about what?

Elric: I normally do not experience nightmares, but quite recently I had one involving bear-wolves dripping with evil and consuming those I care for. *Shudder* I don't like to think of such things.

If you were to be locked in room for a hundred years (in which time you neither needed to age or eat or sleep) and you could pick one person to be with you, who would you choose?

Elric: That sounds like a story book. I would have to say my manservant Winston would be the best choice. He is loyal to a fault, and the only person I can trust in this world.

What do you believe about God, the afterlife, and religion? 

Elric: I don't know much about these things. All religious books were banned from the palace library because the king believed them to present false hopes and promises, as well as distract the people from their true sovereign. I've recently come into contact with people who believe in a deity called The One. I don't know much about that either, but they certainly seem to have something different. I'll investigate further. As far as the afterlife... who wouldn't like to believe there is life after death? The sciences don't seem to think there is... but... I don't know.

Can you dance? Do you enjoy it if you can?

Elric: *blushes* Yes, I can dance. If you live in the palace you are supposed to have a certain degree of knowledge in these areas for balls and such. I'm not sure I enjoy it. I can't help thinking that the girls I dance with aren't quite impressed. The music is nice, I suppose.

What is your favorite book?

Elric: I enjoy a variety of different books. If I must narrow it down to a favorite... Perhaps it would be The Song Bird of Masin by Duke Henley the III.

Do you prefer reading or mathematics? 

Elric: I like all types of learning, and I believe that both go hand in hand, but my definite answer would be reading.

What is your opinion on your author?

Elric: I'm not certain I even have an opinion. From what I've seen of her author friends, they are crueler than she could ever be. But she has given me my share of pain... not all undeserved.

If he could only save one and the others would die- who would he choose? The King, the brother, or the girl?

Elric: I'm certain this question is bordering on treason. And I'm not sure I can properly answer it. At this current point in time, I would save Anya. She is a young woman without weapon. My father and brother might be able to defend themselves. My brother is never without his sword.

Are there any girls in his life?

Elric: I'm not sure of the meaning of this question. I have a mother. There are the daughter of the nobles. Is this meant in a romantic way? If so, the answer is... probably not at this current time.

How does he feel about that sort of thing?

Elric: If I were a peasant I might think love were something beautiful. But being a prince I think every girl who shows interest in me is only wanting the position I would offer. And I don't want that to be my life.

Is he interested in girls? 

Elric: I'm a young man, of course I am, and as Crown Prince I'm expected to marry young. But as previously stated, most girls are looking for the power I may someday hold, and I don't want to marry someone who does not love me. There is one girl I've met, but I'm not certain about her yet.

Favorite book?

Elric: You all are very interested in my reading habits. But as I said, it would be The Song Bird of Masin. 

Why?

Elric: It is a beautiful tale of love that goes beyond all barriers and it takes place in Masin, a country I hope to visit one day. A princess who sings beautifully is turned into a bird by an evil man so her prince must rescue her. It never grows old.

Are there certain types of books he prefers?

Elric: I enjoy fiction the most because it takes me away from my life for at least a little while.

If, out of the blue, you were given a baby to watch for the day, how would you react to having to feed it, change it, and entertain it? What would you do if the baby started crying? How would you put the baby to sleep (sing, rock, etc.)? 

Elric: First off, I'm not certain why anyone would give me a baby to watch over. There are many nursemaids available. To feed it I would have to visit the kitchens and ask for some milk, I suppose. I don't know about the changing part... I'd have to ask Winston, but I suppose it isn't too hard. To entertain it, I would get Winston to act out a comedy as I read it. If the baby started crying I would return it to it's mother. The same with the sleeping part. If necessary I could rock it...

If a blue police box, containing a strange space man named... (what was it... Dr...who?) mysteriously appeared in your backyard, would you fight, flee, or invite him in for a cup of tea? (that totally rhymed!)
  
Elric: I don't know what a police box is. Some kind of carriage? If it appeared in my backyard... do you mean courtyard? If you do... the guard would probably apprehend him before I'd have a chance to do anything. You have to be cleared to enter the courtyard. If it were my choice, I'd ask why he was there.

If you could play a musical instrument what would it be? 

Elric: I've always wanted to play an instrument. But my father thought lessons to be trivial and unneeded. I would choose the violin because it makes such beautiful strains of music, and I could carry it everywhere I travel.

Would he consider himself an introvert or an extrovert?

Elric: I'm an introvert. Starting conversations is tiresome, and I'm not very good at starting them. I'd rather read a book.

~ So there you have it! Boy, I didn't expect him to open up this much, but I guess since he's done it before, it was easier! What do you think of Elric's answers? Thanks for asking! Tomorrow is Book Day!

~ a rambling author

You Ask Elric: Part 2

Hello everyone! A while ago, I did a character asking thing-a-ma-bib where I asked you to ask Elric, the main character of The Prince's Quest, questions. Read it here. I've decided to do it again.

Prince's Quest Back Cover:  Living as Crown Prince of Linaeus isn’t so bad. Elric can live with the whispers behind his back, and the obvious dislike the servants hold for him. But, without warning, his situation changes when King Rath decides to test his son’s loyalty, and see if he really can be a great king one day.
Elric is on a quest, a quest he would rather avoid. Someone in the small village of Redge is publishing false information about the king. It’s Elric’s job to find the perpetrator and bring him--and anyone involved--to justice.
The prince is plunged into a moral dilemma as he evades bandits intent on his capture, searches for truth, and meets a girl who could change his view on everything.
Life is filled with choices. The problem is, making the right one.


A little more about Elric: He's around eighteen years of age. As you can see he has brown hair. (I have trouble finding appropriate photos to represent my characters... these were probably the closest.) He isn't very athletic and would much rather read a book then participate in a sparring match. His younger brother is much more athletic than he is. I posted some more about him in the old post.


 Please post the questions you'd like to ask about Elric in the comments below, and please share!!!


~ a rambling author

Wednesday of Writing!

 Hey ya'll. Welcome to the first... Wednesday of Writing! This is the day of the week I talk about all things writing... whether mine, or someone else's. Today, I'm going to talk about the writing stuff that's been going on in my life.

 If you've been following this blog you know I participated in NaNo. I said I was going to update you guys on that, but totally failed. So see this as your extremely belated NaNo update.

I worked on my dystopian story, Up The Scarlet Staircase. (Which you can read part of here if you're so inclined... Not sure how much longer I'll have it up.) I did, in fact, win NaNo with a whopping 50,002 words. *Balloon deflates.* Yeah, it wasn't as big as some people's word counts, but it was something.

I was proud to get that much, considering it was show week for A Christmas Carol, and we had shows at the same time. I actually worked on the story during breaks, and took my laptop with me to a restaurant the cast went to hang out after the show on the LAST day of November. It was there, cheered on by the wonderful family that was the cast, I managed to whack out the last 2000 words or so. I don't know if I coud have done it if it wasn't for them. I finished it at about eleven or so, and we hurried to get internet so I could make it official. That night was crazy.

 The story still has a long way to go until it's complete, but I think I've given it a good foundation.

 As far as other things going on...

 I'm getting back to the editing of The Prince's Quest. I'd like to have that all ready in the next few

This graphic was made for me by Bryan McBride! :D

months. Here's hoping! I love this story. It was my first novel that was actually the length a novel should be. And though much of it was written before I knew the things I know about writing now, I really want this story to get out there. Even if I have to change every sentence. When author's talk about the one story that is special to them... this is mine. This is my baby. And I'm ready to make it happen.

 Remember The Pauper's Masquerade? That little story is currently submitted to a contest. I finished it, edited it, and sent it in. Now I'm just waiting to see what happens. But whether I win or not, I am content. Because if I don't win, I'll probably just develop it into a story.

 My most recent project is a short story inspired by a morbid thought. What would it be like to be the child of a serial killer? I mean, if you research, lots of murderers have been shown to have children. Imagine what kind of life that would be. So maybe it's my attempt to raise awareness, or just to give the subject some thought. It's titled Before Dusk and is almost completed.

Here's an excerpt: 

  Chills raced up my arms, and I peered ahead as a tall, broad shouldered man exited the vehicle.

 He approached, noticing me right away. I studied him as he did the same with me.

 My dad was… handsome. I mean, for an old guy. He must have been in his late thirties.

 His blond hair was parted to the side, and swept into a supermodel kind of look. Sunglasses rested on his nose, and his sculpted jaw opened in a smile. He was clothed in a suit and tie as if he’d just left a day at the office. I stared at his tan skin, thinking of my own pale complexion.

 He turned his flashy grin on me.

 Yep, definitely supermodel material.

 He lowered his glasses, his deep blue eyes looking at me over the rims. “Sophie.”

 My heart jumped at the sound of my own name, spoken in his mellow voice.

 Mrs. Simpson stepped up beside me. “Hello, Mr. Connors. As you can see, Sophie is all ready to leave.”

 I looked at my foster mom out of the corner of my eye. She was quick to get rid of me.

 He flashed her that perfect smile, and I was sure I saw his teeth twinkle in the sunlight. “Well, that sounds perfect.” He reached for my bag, but I instinctively pulled it closer to myself.

 Mrs. Simpson laughed and jerked it from my hold, handing it to my father.

 He pushed his sunglasses back over his eyes. “Well, then. You ready to go, kiddo?”

 ~~~

  By the way, Baby, It's Cold Outside is finished, but needing some massive revising. And Chasing Shadows is still on hiatus. Poor thing. 

   
But enough about me. What are you working on?

 Come back tomorrow for Book Thursday! Or whatever I decide to call it...

~ a rambling author

More Updates

 What to write about today? I've been so busy this entire Summer, I really need to think more about my blog posts. I suppose it's been a long time since ya'll have had an update on my stories?

 The Prince's Quest

 I finished my baby in a year and half, putting in much toil to bring it to a good end. I was ready to start the editing process when the large binder containing a good 50,000 words of the story went missing... I have the beginning and the end, but I'm going to have to rewrite. Yay. Like the facebook page for updates.

Baby, It's Cold Outside 

 Just finished this one! Took about seven months. It needs lots of editing, but I'm glad I'm finished. Also, I'm using this one for something called National Novel Critiquing Month. So a couple people will be helping me out with it.

The Pauper's Masquerade

 This is a new one I'm writing for the Five Glass Slippers contest Anne Elisabeth Stengel is hosting. It's a retelling of Cinderella, and I'll give ya'll some more info about it in future.

 Chasing Shadows

 This one's on a bit of a hiatus while I finish a couple of those I've listed.


 And those are the current one's I'm working on. I have several others up my sleeve, however, so keep an eye out!

~ a rambling author 

Elric Answers

Last week, you asked Elric, and this week, he answers! Thank you all so much for the incredible questions you brought! Let's see how Elric answers.

Victoria Grace Howell: So what's his fantasy world like? Is their anything unique to it he likes to do?

Elric: My world is normal. I suppose that's what you would say. Linaeus is just one of many countries. We are cut off from the world by mountains on one side, a dangerous pass, a valley... There are other lands around us as well. Masin, Braxland, Redvane, Animas. There are two islands off of Braxland- Dagger Isles, and Alven Island. There are also the unknown lands, and the Filian Desert ruled by violent tribes. We use horses as transportation.  We have standard weapons. There isn't truly anything spectacular about my home. We have a few interesting creatures, but nothing to boggle the mind. As for the second half of your question, I don't know if you would call it unique, but I enjoy sitting in the garden, reading, and occasionally watching the palace children play.

Karoline Kingley: If he could hold any position in the world, what would it be and why? 

 Any position? If life were so kind... I think I would enjoy teaching. Perhaps I could go to one of the universities in Masin, where knowledge is so treasured, and teach there. I think a simple life would be the most rewarding thing.

Heather Manning: Elric, what kinds of books do you like to read? 

 Hm. What a hard question! I've read just about every book in the palace library. They've covered a variety of subjects from fairy tale to medical. I think my favorites would have to be the stories. They make life look so simple and kind. 

Cari: Elric, how do you fix your hair like that, when you don't live in the 21st century?

 I don't understand what you mean by 21st century. Our land is very old, and if century stands for one hundred as I believe it to, our world is older than that. Perhaps, you mean the styling is similar to that century? I suppose I would have to look through my history books... My hair is a simple procedure. Apparently, a prince is not allowed to have out of place hair unless he is fencing. My family buys from a merchant who imports rala snails from the Alven Isles. It's rather disgusting, but they produce a thick gel that when applied smells terrible, but later fades, and manages to hold hair in place. It's very expensive, but it's insisted upon.

Katelyn: Elric, what do you think of your father? 

 I... what a strange question. Well. Will my father read this? (Me: No, I'll see to it.) All right. I respect my father as king. It is my duty to obey and protect him. That doesn't mean I always approve of his... ways. I don't always think what he does is just, and I don't understand his methods.  

Magic Violinist: Who is more in control: You or Bethany?

I'm not sure I understand the question. I believe I am in control of my functions. If you are speaking of the strange girl who is always harping after me... I am not sure. She normally lets me do as I will.

Magic Violinist: Do you like your name or wish you could change it? 

 I don't know. I've never truly thought about it. Elric is my name, and always has been. There's never been a time where I disliked it. Though I do not understand why my mother would name me such a thing, as I feel the description suits my younger brother much better.

Elizabeth: How do you feel about being one of the "highest minds in the country"?

*Blushes.* I do not know if I would call that true. My teacher may have simply been trying to make me feel good about myself. But I will say that knowledge is a wonderful thing, and I'm glad I have had the opportunity to read, discuss, and learn about many things. Mayhap they will come in use one day.

Elizabeth: How do people treat you?  

 These questions are... very personal. If I must answer... (You must.) Then I will say with truthfulness that I am not a much admired person. At least among the servants of the palace. They have openly spoken about me. It is a widely held belief that my younger brother would be a better king, and sometimes I agree with it. He seems like a good candidate. My father sees me as a weakling. The only people who treat me with love or respect are my mother and manservant and best friend, Winston.

Elizabeth: Do you wish they would treat you differently?

Yes. I do. I wish only that they would endure me. They don't have to like me, or respect me. I wish only that I would be accepted. If only a little.

Elizabeth: Have you ever been in love? 

Love. It sounds like something from one of the fairy tales. I have never known love of that kind. The only girls to notice me have been those wanting to be queen one day. But recently, I have noticed a girl who seems different. But if she found out the truth about me, I don't know what she would do.

Zachary B.:  Elric, is your Father's name reflective of his disposition?

I don't suppose I know. I think at one time it was short for something. Rathone or something. In years past it was shortened. It is tradition for the crown prince to be named after two weeks, so perhaps he was an unhappy infant.  

Micah: What real life person did you base Elric on?

 I don't know as I was based on anyone. I am myself.

(He was born out of a scene, and his personality just developed. His early physicality may have been based on one of my brothers.) 
~~~~

Well, that's just about all for now. Elric, any closing comments?

 Thank you for reading this... very personal interview into my life. I hope that you find your life fulfilling, and take advantage of the opportunities presented you, as I cannot. 

Ahem. Sorry everyone. I suppose Elric's a tad perturbed about the revealing of so many secrets. He's not always so testy. I hope you've enjoyed. See you next week!

~ a rambling author



 

You Ask Elric

 So, lately, a few writers have been introducing their characters and allowing people to ask them questions. I thought it sounded fun, so here's the post! I did a character interview for Elric awhile ago. (You can read it here.) But now you have the opportunity to ask him questions. For those of you who don't know him well, here's an introduction.
                                                    

 So... some of these photos make him look a little younger than he is, but I like the expressions. 

 Elric is the main character in my novel, The Prince's Quest. He's the second son of King Rath and Queen Eloine, and crown prince of Linaeus. Elric is smart, once praised by his tutor as one of the highest minds in the country, but this information doesn't please his father who is more of an action kind of guy. Because of this, King Rath tasks his son to find a traitor in a small town and bring him to justice, simply to prove he'd be a good king. But Elric isn't the most athletic guy. In fact, he'd rather read a book then get into any sort of confrontation, so his younger brother often beats him at swordplay. But before I reveal too much about my character... I'll give you the opportunity to ask your questions! 

 Can't wait to see them. And the answers should be posted next Tuesday! 

~ a rambling author                                                       

Ten Questions {Blog hop}

 My friend Emily Rachelle from Emily Rachelle Writes has tagged me in this Ten Questions blog hop! Thanks Emily!

In this blog hop, I answer ten questions about my current work in progress. This reminds me of The Next Big Thing blog hop  I participated in a couple months ago. For that blog hop, I answered ten questions about 'Baby, It's Cold Outside.' This time, I've decided to use the story I've been working on the longest- my favorite story: The Prince's Quest.

1: What is the working title of your book?

 The Prince's Quest. :)


2: Where did the idea come from for the book?

The initial idea for this book came when I joined wattpad.com . Many people use this website to post their books and stories. I wanted to post something, but I didn't want to share any of my writing projects because I was thinking of publication in the future. So, I came up with an idea. I only posted one scene of the story on Wattpad, and if you care to look, here's a link to it. http://www.wattpad.com/story/347751-prince-and-peasant

3: What genre does your book come under?

 Medieval fantasy. :D

4: Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?

Humm... This one could be a little hard...

For Elric, my main character, I've had a tough time finding a good match, but I think Luke Benward fits him pretty well.
                                                         

Anya was also hard to find. (Go figure.) She's supposed to be a very innocent looking girl with blond hair and brown eyes. I decided Annasophia Robb is the closest I'm going to get.
                                                                   

Boy, it's hard to find all of these. :P For Winston... maybe Jonah Hill.

 For Rior who would be a better fit for this crazed carriage driver with a glass eye, then Jim Carrey? Teehee.

                                                            

And for Arran, the talented younger brother... I think a youngish William Moseley will suffice.

                                                      

































My last one... King Rath... and I'll use Hugh Laurie!
                                                                           


 



















5: What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book? 

A prince goes on a quest to find a traitor to avoid his father's wrath, but finds more then he bargained for when he meets a sweet girl who stands in his way. (Not very good, but I just wrote it now. :P)


6: Is your book self-published, published by an independent publisher, or represented by an agency?

 The Prince's Quest is nearing completion of it's first draft. I hope to find an agent and publisher to represent this book.


7: How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?

 Still writing it, off and on. It's been to the side a couple of times, for other projects, but I keep coming back. I started it in November of 2011. It's almost done!!!

8: What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? 

 This is a hard thing to decide. I'm not very good at comparing my stories to other writer's.

  Perhaps, Jill Williamson's Blood of King's, and Wayne Thomas Batson's The Dark Sea Annals.


9: Who or what inspired you to write this book?

 I had a scene in my head of a prince looking for a girl who he'd betrayed somehow. I wanted something to write for NaNoWriMo 2011. I wrote the above mentioned scene before then, but things changed when I wrote the actually story. Annalise became Anya, Tomas became Winston, and the story changed from first person to third. Not to mention many writing changes.

10: What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?

 This story has so much in it. From a bookish prince, secrets, adventure, fights with giant wolves, kidnappings, and a hint of romance, I hope lots of people will be able to enjoy it.

You can follow my pinterest board for it, where I post occasional pictures I find to fit into the story.

 I also post bits and pieces, and fun stuff on the book's Facebook page.


And that's all. I hope you enjoyed it! Now I've got to tag five people...

Heather at My Writing Desk'

Leah at Apassionata

Rosie at Writings of Rosie

Sky at Further Up and Further In

Rachelle at Inspiring Daring

Thanks for reading!

~ a rambling author