Over the last few months, I've been berating myself about representation of queer characters in my world. Last year, I made a list on Twitter about some of the queers that I've already introduced. Those haven't changed but I realized that I'm had not made any of those characters obvious that they were queer despite the fact they are and have been from the beginning.
Hours later, Desòchu abandoned wakes up in the middle of the desert and covered in scratches. What is he going to do? How could he survive? He quickly figures out he has only two options.
Days later, Desòchu still struggles with his father's disappearance and the clan's silence. But how far would he go when he finally loses his temper?
When Desòchu wakes up, his father is still missing and now he is fully responsible for his brother. Without anyone to comfort him or allow him to grieve, what could he do?
Despite having a night away from his duties, Desòchu can't get over his guilt about leaving his brother with his father. He decided to head back before something went wrong.
This week I submitted chapters three and four of Raging Alone to the writing group. There were some good points made but one of the ones that the entire table brought up was the names. I figured that I could use the tool I just wrote to find out how bad it was.
With some of the teenagers from another clan leaving in the morning, Desòchu hopes to get a few more hours to enjoy before resuming his duties with his brother. That meant waiting for his father to come back and hope that he wasn't too drunk.
When it comes to projects that I probably will never finish, Author Intrusion is probably right up there. Most of the time, it is because I keep restarting because I learned significant lessons. This last week was one of those cases.
On the thirthieth day of National Poetry Month, I present a poem about battle and fighting for a cause.
For the twenty-ninth day of National Poetry Month, I wrote about poem about my son's first breath.
For the twenty-eight day of National Poetry Month, the theme is forbidden lesbian lovers.
On the twenty-seventh day of National Poetry Month, I wrote a poem about my marriage.
On the twenty-sixth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little poem about losing a child.
For the twenty-fifth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little poem about slavery and racism.
For the twenty-fourth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little spoiler for a novel I'm planning on writing.
On one of the few nights where Desòchu had a break, he spent it with his friends getting drunk. He figured he could get home before anyone noticed. He was wrong.
Content Warning for Suicide and Murder For the twenty-third day of National Poetry Month, I have a poem about the horrors of growing up.
For the twenty-second day of National Poetry Month, I have a poem about steam engines.
For the first and twenty day of National Poetry Month, I wrote a poem about attuning oneself to rock.
For the twentieth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little poem about flying. There is something about fliers I love, both the joy of losing oneself in the clouds but also the freedom to move.
For the nineteenth day of National Poetry Month, I wrote a poem about how telepaths view the world.
About four years ago, I started posting weekly chapters. As of this week, I've been doing that for two hundred consecutive weeks.
For the eighteenth day of National Poetry Month, I present a little poem about being immortal. Remarkably, I'm not fond of immortals as a theme.
For National Poetry Month, I present another poem for day seventeen: I Am Shadows. This is a little piece about assassins using shadow magic.
On his birthday, Desòchu is stilling alone on the edge of the cliff remembering his mother. But what will happen when someone arrives to dredge up the forbidden thoughts?
On the sixteenth day of April, I present another poem for National Poetry Month. Today we have a little piece about high society and telepathy.
There are three parts to the so-called war between the sun and moon clans: Mifúno. Mifúno is the personification of the desert, kind of a combination of bad luck and death combined into one.
On the fourtheenth days of April, I present another poem for National Poetry Month. Today, the poem is about the conflict between Tachìra and Chobìre, the source of most clan's magic. This also ties into the creation myth for the north western part of the desert.
On the thirteenth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little lullaby. I like cadence poetry a lot more than rhyming. In this case, you have 2/3/3/3 syllable pattern. It also fits the pattern I sing to my kids when they are feeling sick.
For a little sweetness, I wrote a little poem about a trans girl finding a boyfriend. I figured it was a good unicorn chaser to yesterday's poem but also because there are parts of my world that is accepting of trans and queers.
I've organized much of my planned ideas for future novels and stories around three phases related to a world war that marks the passage of Fedran from a world of magic to one of industry and steampunk.
For the ninth day of National Poetry Month, I wrote a little poem about racism.
Desòchu's friends try to get him a night away from his brother to relax and have fun, but will his obligations keep him stuck at home, alone with his brother?
For the ninth day of National Poetry Month, I wrote a little poem about racism.
On the eighth day of National Poetry Month, I return to one of my favorite topics: crafting.
For the seventh day of National Poetry Month, I have a little one about body integrity dysphoria or the feeling like a limb doesn't belong to yourself.
So, to contrast yesterday's poem for National Poetry Month, I have a poem about polyamory.
On the fifth day of National Poetry Month, I have a little poem about asexuality.
On the fourth day of National Poetry Month, I write a little poem with my least favorite pattern: rhyming.
On the third day of National Poetry Month, I have a littlie poem about martial practice.
Desòchu wakes up to his grandmother screaming at his father for how Desòchu put his brother to sleep the night before. Guilt and regret keep him awake but how does he deal with a grieving family?
For the second day of National Poetry Month, I wrote a little poem about the sexualization and biases of the dalpre as they integrate into society as "free" people.
For the first day of the month, I wanted to start with a poem about manifesting powers.
My high-level breakdown of 2018 incomes and expenses for writing.
I've decided to participate with National Poetry Month for the first time. In my case, this means I'm going to write a poem a day in April. As with the rest of my writing this decade, these poems are going to be focused on Fedran.
After hours of grieving, the last thing Desòchu wanted to come home to was a crying baby.
A scream wakes up Desòchu while he is watching his brother. The first thought was his mother who had gone out on a walk. Terrified, he rushed to find out.
Desòchu finally get a chance to sit down and meet his new baby brother, Rutejìmo.
Desòchu goes to check on his mother while she is sleeping. To his horror, he finds her bleeding out across the bed. He tries to call for help but panics.
Return home, Desòchu spends some time with his mother who is in the last few days of her pregnancy.
Desòchu is bored. He doesn't want to hang out with his friends or head home to his pregnant mother. However, one of the clan warriors, Kiramíro, insisted on a few words.
After the battle, the three recover in Rock River. Kanéko is shunned by the others but her two friends are willing to stand next to her.
Kanéko's weapons are finally done. The only thing left is to fight Damagar. No plan survives the enemy though.
As we are now coming to the end of Flight of the Scions, it's time to work on the next project. The next one is related to my first series, Raging Alone. After spending a week on it, the first chapters are up for patrons.
Kanéko struggles to finish her weapon against Damagar. Her father gets involved, interrupting her as he demand answers.
Racing back to the tower, Kanéko meets up with Garèo who is also heading back. To her surprise, it looks like he also had a number of battles before their fight with Damagar.
