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Study Abroad: First Day in Kyoto

Look, Leafy’s Studying Abroad!

Leafさんの夢が。。。

I only knew that Kyoto was a tourist city and it was famous for its older buildings, but now I’m here. And we’ve been able to pick our way out of tourist traps to enjoy some of the hidden delights of the city!

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Christian Mihai on Writing

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Just a little bit earlier yesterday, Christian Mihai, author and blogger extraordinaire, posted in his blog, sharing a little bit of his world with us.

I was going to reblog it because it really resonated with me, but I figured I’d go a little further and just kinda discuss the beauty of To Whom it May Concern.

If you don’t know about Christian Mihai, he’s a twenty-six year old who has tailored six short-stories and two novels (one of which is sitting on my kindle waiting to be read. I’ll get there, I promise!!) He’s a shameless advertisement plugger, youtuber, and has this voice in his daily blogs: he has that way of writing that penetrates your soul. His biography says he was born in Romania and can’t draw a straight line (me neither, Chris, me neither…)

I’ve met a few authors here on WordPress. I’ve read beautiful prose that brings tears to my eyes, giggled with cat memes, bounced up and down in excitement at shared titles in writing playlists, and discussed how to handle those characters that sneak up on you.

I’ll talk about those later. And surely, all of these encounters have struck me in a certain way. No ifs or buts, I feel blessed to have met and shared some of your world with you in these small interactions.

So here’s my and statement:

Christian Mihai, I get you. I never thought of it that way before.

To Whom it May Concern (link above, if you haven’t read it yet.) is an 870 word exploration into Mihai’s philosophy on life and writing that really struck me. Now, I’ve read his other blog posts, such as the one about Atlas , that also struck a chord with me. (Who can’t respect a quote from Ayn Rand?)

Anywho, if you haven’t read his stuff, please do. He’s a gem.

This was my favorite part.

Every once in a while someone asks me for writing advice. “How do I write a good story? What makes good writing good?”

There is only one answer.

Find the thing you’re afraid of the most, rummage through your brain until it hurts, and write about it.

Because in all those years that’s what I did. I wrote about what I had and lost, about what I never had, and about all that I was certain I’d never have.

And I wrote until all my wounds healed. Now I’m working on inflicting myself new ones.

As much as art is a constructive process, in which we play God, at the same time is also a destructive process, in which we break pieces of our soul and throw them on paper.

I kinda relate to this a lot.

If you ask my mother, I was writing before I knew letters, and would present to her these squiggle tales in such detail, read aloud in my mickey mouse voice.

I’d always wanted to write.

It really wasn’t until I lost large and very important things in my life that my writing began to be filled with substance. Before shit hit the fan, my writing was empty.

So while my methods certainly may not be the same, I can’t help but empathize with Chris.
I’d like to add to the suggestion that writing is a constructive process, because while writing breaks down our psyche for the readers in sometimes unknowingly (to them) intimate ways, and builds worlds and allows us to “play God,” as he wrote, writing can also act as the construction of scar tissue.
Food for thought.
If you agree or disagree, let me know in the comments. And visit Christian Mihai’s blog, read his books. The link to his page was hyperlinked above. If you’d like to discuss his quote, comment on the original post, also linked above.

Thank you all for your support 🙂
-Poppy
***battle buddies will not resume this week. University is kicking my you-know-what. I’ll return next week with some more lovely merrikh.****


//Discussions of Inspiration and Muses.. (Plus some Kpop..)

So, I’ve been meaning to talk to you guys for awhile now about inspiration and my muses. I’ve created and (accidentally) destroyed two or three different drafts of discussions and I’m deciding I should just combine them.

So… Let’s talk about my muse, shall we?

My Writing Muse

My writing muse is literally my OC. He’s a fiery (literally… and, of course, stereotypically…) and brooding individual that really (ahaha) fires up my world… Which makes me seem a little crazy but bear with me.

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Cover art of the Celldweller album, End of an Empire. I do not own this artwork.

So I’ve been writing The Book since middle school. Long before Celldweller dyed his hair red and published his album, End of an Empire. But let’s be fair… he looks like Merrikh. sans hair flip. sans… well… actually… he’s pretty close to how I’ve always envisioned Merrikh. Merrikh just has more tanned skin… and fancy ears. Cuz… he’s an alien.

He’s the first-mate of the spaceship–but really in name only. He’s just best buddies with the captain and actually manages the “boiler” room of the ship. (more…)


//To My Sisters

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Dear Sisters,

There are a lot of times I do things that I wish you didn’t see; because they’re not things you’re supposed to do.

So I’m going to lay it out for you as well as I can so when you’re older you’ll read this and say, “Huh. Guess she really did think of us all the time like she said she did.”

Yeah. I do think of you. All. The. Time.

First off:

Once you find your passions, stick to them. You’ll have more than one, usually, or you’ll have one thing that you’re absolutely obsessed with. Stick with it. Whether it’s you have a love for medicine, film, flying airplanes, science, caring for animals. Whether you’ll love archery or fencing. The world is your oyster, girls. We live in a magnificent time where “woman power” is a real thing. Take advantage of the opportunities that will be open to you that weren’t available to me at your age. (more…)


Battle Buddies Part Three

***This is a continuation of the Battle Buddies fan fiction. If you have not read parts One and Two, I highly recommend it. However, part One was mostly a short, irregardless piece–Part Two leads into this piece. Again, I do not own these characters or setting. This is based upon the game Rune Factory 4 and is a Dylas x Frey pairing. Please comment, like, and follow if you enjoyed~***

Battle Buddies

The insect was as large as a small car. Every swipe of his sword yielded no breach to the iron-hard husk. Dylas grunted, and flung his magic attack forward at it. Frey finished with the gate and hurled herself into a flurry of spear-cuts, her body moving faster than his eye could make out. When she’d finished with her rampage, she hoisted the large shield over her face just in time to deflect the brunt of a push that sent her skidding through the dirt at the slam of the insect’s hull flinging itself at her.

The sound of iron rang through the air, and Dylas jumped into action again, hurling himself at the monster. Aim for the head, aim for the head. He twisted around the backside of the monster and took a running start at a stalactmite, launching himself into the air above the bug. He hoisted his carrot over his head and threw it downward, catching the bug between husk and skull. The insect flung itself about, squealing in its atrocious voice, throwing its assailant off. Dylas was lucky to have a tight grasp on the hilt of his carrot, and landed a few feet away with sword still in hand.

This had given Frey enough time to resituate herself, and she flung into action as she had just moments before. This time, after her flurry of spear-thrusts, she flung her sword arm out with a fling of earth magic that cut a line of green from the insect’s neck.

Just a little more…

They’d been in this same room for at least an hour, taking their turns at the single large insect. Their arms were growing weary, sweat ran into Dylas’ eyes; it was only a matter of time before they were injured and would need to use the escape spell Frey had learned when she had first come to Selphia. Dylas took his turn at the insect, slashing and hacking at the soft parts of the insect’s armor, chest heaving and legs shaking. (more…)


Partners in Fiction: Writing Duos of the Dynamic & Non-Dynamic Variety

Check out this insightful post by Charles Yallowitz, author of Legends of Windemere. I need to really work on this in my own character relationships.

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Cassidy and Lloyd differ from most of my other stories because they aren’t part of an ensemble cast.  They’re a duet with neither character having a true claim to the main protagonist role.  Some chapters have Cassidy doing more than Lloyd and others have her along for the ride.  Typically, we have a main hero and a sidekick, but these two didn’t turn out that way.

I have to admit that writing a duo makes scenes easier to keep track of.  In Legends of Windemere, I have 6 champions and Fizzle at least.  In the Bedlam Series, I have only the two at minimum, which might be another reason why I find these books a lot more refreshing than the others.  Less juggling in that respect.  Yet, it’s also hard to make sure they stay on equal footing.  A sidekick is easy to push into…

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//2016 Writing Endeavors and Rants\\

So, the semester comes to a close, another six months of a young life at a new place with new people. Endless piles of homework that make the future seem abysmal at best. A few interesting animes, some switching in mmorpgs, some brutal battles in and for relationships… And I haven’t written anything but mostly half-intended smut. And some editing of The Book.
You’d think that with so much going on, I’d have more fuel for my fires, but there are a few problems with that idealology:

  • I have a boyfriend
  • I have a boyfriend
  • I have full time torture imeanschool
  • I have a part to full time job

So, writing has been pretty much a no-go, no-time, no-want, no-fuel.

And after a few weeks of recuperation from the grind, I think I’m ready to write again.

But first,  let’s take a look at what I’ve done… (more…)