Characters - His story.

In the post before the last, I shared a little glimpse into my head, into my writing process. Today I’m going to share a little something about where the Mortal Monsters series will be heading.

The first three books are Mackenzie and Eli’s books. It’s their story. Beyond that, there will be several stand alone, offshoot books that are the stories of some of the characters you’ll meet in the first three books.

I’ve been thinking of these characters for a long time. Some of them I’ve even begun their stories. One in particular has my heart. It torments me with want for me to tell it. This one particular character, he has a theme song. A song that puts me in his world, in his story, in his life…

I am not sure if his book will be the first to be released after Mack and Eli’s arc is complete or the second, but he’s in my head, in my veins, this morning and I want to share him with you. So, I thought I’d give you a short, cryptic glimpse and let you know what is to come, what you can expect from the series in the future. So there are no surprises when you pick up book four or five and maybe six.

This particular character’s theme song is: In My Veins by Andrew Belle

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vlcrjw1ZISE

Here it is on youtube – I’d use the one from Andrew Belle’s youtube channel, but the image this person used when they posted the video captures the tone in my head perfectly.

I dreamed him and his story up before Eli and Mackenzie came along. When I was weaving him into their story, I had moments when I wanted to rebel against the course his story has already taken. I thought, maybe I could just change it up, but his path is already set, and if I didn’t follow it, his story wouldn’t be the one I have to tell. I wouldn’t be able to tell it, and show you his life, who he is and why I’m completely in love with him.

If I were to change his course, you’d never get to meet the other’s in his story that have stories of their own, ones that also deserve to be told.

I think I love him and his story so much because it’s so personal. There is so much of me in it, of the people who have come into my life and left their mark. One in particular stood out to me this morning. He has shaped parts of this character, and I can’t wait for you all to meet him. I hope you’ll fall as deeply for him as I have… both the character and the one who exists in real life that’s colored parts of him.

 

 

Colder Than a Witches Tit

In Alaska sometimes we have what is called Ice Fog. What that means is that it’s colder than a witches tit, as my sister always says. (Really that amounts to anything below 14 degrees F., usually here it's far below 14 or even 0 depending on the time of year or where you live.)

You might think Ice Fog is a terrible thing and decide to remain indoors till temperatures return to above cackle worthy levels. But you’d be missing out on the most amazing phenomenon, or at least one of them.

When Ice Fog occurs the ice crystals in the air attach themselves to all the things around them, transforming normal bare brown, dead looking tree branches into natural sparkling crystal covered works of art. Everything in its path is also coated but it’s the trees that, to me make it worth standing outside to admire natures hand in temperatures that are able to transform you into a humansicle in seconds flat.

(Please excuse the blurry, less than amazing quality of the pictures. They were taken with my cell phone.)