Oh how I've changed!

I know a lot of you were really enjoying this blog and I'm so pleased that I've kept you all on GFC. I've taken a break from the creative writing side of things. I did work a bit on Heat of the Moment but just hit a wall around the 30k mark.

I know how I want it to end but I just don't know how to get there. I'm not inspired by it at the moment so I decided not to force it.

I started my own business, Jet Social, where I get to write wonderful things about cars, fashion, technology and marketing (as well as providing other services like web design, proof reading and PR) so that's taken up most of my time.

Ever since getting feedback about Sanctuary I've been itching to get writing but have just been stuck on the big bad thing that can act as something to rally against.

Last night I had a dream that just outlined everything perfectly for me. It cemented a character relationship, answered questions about the other people in the world I've created and inspired me to get writing.

NaNoWriMo is coming up so I'm going to use it to get the bulk of this rewrite done. Not much is staying the same, really and I'm going to be introducing a new story arc into it. In the first version there's a character that comes into it about halfway through but his back story is interesting with loads of angst so it's worth showing that.

It'll also give readers a valuable insight into the world and will show them how little the main character and those around her really know about the world they are living in.

I'm currently writing out the scene as it played out in my dream, although it is likely that it would never get into the final thing. For now, though, I need it out of my brain space.

What I've been up to

I've been off doing lots of stuff since I last posted. I went on holiday, watched fast cars drive round in circles, attended a wedding and ran lots.

Something I haven't really been doing is writing. I got a bit stuck on some of the more science-y elements of Tain's story. Stuff to do with temporal anomalies mostly. I seem to have got over that hurdle by chatting it out with my writing buddy.

Then I got stuck on a plot point and nothing seemed to flow. Over the last couple of days I seem to have pushed past the tough bits and I now have a 45k novel. There's still loads to write a bit more to work out but I'm much happier with this than I ever was with Sanctuary.

As for Sanctuary, I'm still putting off the rewrite. I've got more ideas to make it a bit darker, more technological and how to develop the characters more but I don't feel ready to write it just yet.

Zombies in Norwich is coming along. I've got three chapters done. I want to wait until I've got five completed before I begin posting. Then at least I have a five week lead time should I get lazy and no finish what I'm supposed to.

Anyway, onwards and upwards!

What have you all been up to?

An apocalypse of biblical proportions

I'm scheduling this post. So as it goes on the internet I may be in the throws of a rapturous apocalypse. Here is a piece of very relevant flash fiction.

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I’m on the hill overlooking our poor city. The night sky is bathed in a glow of orange from the fires, there's no escaping them. Almost all of the surrounding forest has been engulfed in flames and the sky is thick with smoke. My lungs are suffering, every breath in tastes like decay and burning. I'm watching our world die and I'm going to go down with it.

The sounds of panic are still rolling through the air. Every scream shocks my body and makes my knees weak, even though that's all I've heard for the past 15 hours.

Everyone had been talking about how the world was going to begin its end today. I laughed and joked with everyone else saying how I wouldn’t be involved in the ascent to heaven. I’d be going straight to hell.

I don’t know the particulars of heaven and hell or the mode of transport you’re suppose to take to get to either, but all the fire, zombies and earthquakes feels very much like hell to me.

I suppose I’m safe for now but all the lines of communication are down, people are panicking and no one is dying. The reanimated corpses (this includeds skeletons) are trying to kill people but they just pop back to life seconds later. I don’t want to be a reanimated corpse in hell.

This is the apocalypse, a hot, bloody, dark apocalypse of biblical proportions. Who ever thought the end of the world would be down to God.