FA+
Shop
What I'm Up To...
10 years ago
-I've been asked to not post the commission piece I've been working on, and after finding out why, I've agreed to keep it private. The commissioner has stated they plan on buying a few shorter, less involved stories from me that I can post. This commission progress is in final draft fine-tuning at this point, so that's good.
-I've finished rewriting, expanding, and editing all of the existing chapters of Symbiote. They can be found, fully formatted, here: https://www.sofurry.com/browse/fold.....p;folder=48933.
-I have the next 5 chapters of Symbiote outlined and will be attempting to release them by the beginning of February when I start back at my job. Here's their titles to hold you over: Symbiote IX- From Ashes, Risen, Symbiote X- All The Pieces, Symbiote XI- Memorium, Symbiote XII- They Hear You, and Symbiote XIII- In My Mind A Monster Slumbers.
-My plan is to finish telling the story of Vexie by the end of 2016, and I'd like to commission a painted, iconic scene from each chapter. This will allow me to put together a packet with visual reference to hand out to artists at cons, and hopefully find someone to help me realize my dream of making it a graphic novel.
-I will be writing a short Christmas piece for myself and a few of my close friends. If I have their permission to post work involving their characters, I will post it here and on SoFurry.
-I will be expanding my character study of Ozan Riverwhisper (found here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/938822) by about 500 words and using that as my piece for the RMFC conbook.
-I'm consolidating Leap 1-2 into one chapter, and am currently 2000 words into chapter two, entitled "Rodeo". Here's an excerpt:
In the city proper, there was always a haze. When this had still been Tokyo, it had been one of the biggest, busiest, most heavily populated cities in the world. With good reason: it had been the world's capital. The UN had been situated here since the fall of America, and the United Global Parliament had been housed in its highest 'scrapers too. But then, the world fell apart.
The bombs had fallen, lashing out across the continents with such vigor and blood-lust that for a few years, Zeia and her family had honestly thought they might be the last in the world. But slowly, over time, more had emerged, crawling and clawing their way from beneath the ruins and finding each other and rebuilding. But it would never, ever be the same as it was. The people had devolved into an anarchy, a post-holocaust daze that rewarded the strong and devoured the weak. The strongest led tribes and constructed little kingdoms for themselves where they could sit in safety and wage war with bodies that weren't even their own, bathing in the blood of the conquered and living lavishly in the wealth of their stolen lives. It was ironic, Zeia thought, that the largest of these kingdoms would eventually spring up where the old world had died, and the strongest of these leaders would build his throne on the bones of dead kings and call himself their Emperor. So Hibiscus was born, the Flower of the Pacific, and people flocked here in droves to seek shelter from the hellish world beyond. The Emperor offered a community, and structure, and some semblance of civilization; it was too tantalizing an offer in the midst of the hubris. Through promises of utopia, the man had built it up to something like what it had been before the skies had burned, and it had only taken him a decade. Only after the walls were high and the structured hierarchy in place did the desperate masses realize they had been baited into slavery.
That should be finished and out either tomorrow or Tuesday morning.
-I'm recording all of the chapters of Symbiote as well, still need to do 2-8.
-Lastly, in life, got my appointment set up for HRT (January 25th), got my referral letter from my therapist, so that should all work out well. Looking forward to it, but also realizing just how slow time crawls when you're an adult and anticipating something. =P
-I've finished rewriting, expanding, and editing all of the existing chapters of Symbiote. They can be found, fully formatted, here: https://www.sofurry.com/browse/fold.....p;folder=48933.
-I have the next 5 chapters of Symbiote outlined and will be attempting to release them by the beginning of February when I start back at my job. Here's their titles to hold you over: Symbiote IX- From Ashes, Risen, Symbiote X- All The Pieces, Symbiote XI- Memorium, Symbiote XII- They Hear You, and Symbiote XIII- In My Mind A Monster Slumbers.
-My plan is to finish telling the story of Vexie by the end of 2016, and I'd like to commission a painted, iconic scene from each chapter. This will allow me to put together a packet with visual reference to hand out to artists at cons, and hopefully find someone to help me realize my dream of making it a graphic novel.
-I will be writing a short Christmas piece for myself and a few of my close friends. If I have their permission to post work involving their characters, I will post it here and on SoFurry.
-I will be expanding my character study of Ozan Riverwhisper (found here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/938822) by about 500 words and using that as my piece for the RMFC conbook.
-I'm consolidating Leap 1-2 into one chapter, and am currently 2000 words into chapter two, entitled "Rodeo". Here's an excerpt:
In the city proper, there was always a haze. When this had still been Tokyo, it had been one of the biggest, busiest, most heavily populated cities in the world. With good reason: it had been the world's capital. The UN had been situated here since the fall of America, and the United Global Parliament had been housed in its highest 'scrapers too. But then, the world fell apart.
The bombs had fallen, lashing out across the continents with such vigor and blood-lust that for a few years, Zeia and her family had honestly thought they might be the last in the world. But slowly, over time, more had emerged, crawling and clawing their way from beneath the ruins and finding each other and rebuilding. But it would never, ever be the same as it was. The people had devolved into an anarchy, a post-holocaust daze that rewarded the strong and devoured the weak. The strongest led tribes and constructed little kingdoms for themselves where they could sit in safety and wage war with bodies that weren't even their own, bathing in the blood of the conquered and living lavishly in the wealth of their stolen lives. It was ironic, Zeia thought, that the largest of these kingdoms would eventually spring up where the old world had died, and the strongest of these leaders would build his throne on the bones of dead kings and call himself their Emperor. So Hibiscus was born, the Flower of the Pacific, and people flocked here in droves to seek shelter from the hellish world beyond. The Emperor offered a community, and structure, and some semblance of civilization; it was too tantalizing an offer in the midst of the hubris. Through promises of utopia, the man had built it up to something like what it had been before the skies had burned, and it had only taken him a decade. Only after the walls were high and the structured hierarchy in place did the desperate masses realize they had been baited into slavery.
That should be finished and out either tomorrow or Tuesday morning.
-I'm recording all of the chapters of Symbiote as well, still need to do 2-8.
-Lastly, in life, got my appointment set up for HRT (January 25th), got my referral letter from my therapist, so that should all work out well. Looking forward to it, but also realizing just how slow time crawls when you're an adult and anticipating something. =P
