Stanley – 33


 STANLEY

Season 2

Part 33

Rated M for mature content.

Previous Chapter


“Uh oh…”, she said.

Michel looked up at her, his eyebrows frowned. he appeared not to have noticed anything.

“Trouble…”, she simply added, discreetly pointing to the three men.

As hard as she may have been thinking he would, the bearded man did not turn his head immediately, instead he stared at the window, looking at the reflection of the restaurant to see what she meant. Wow, he’s not as thick as I imagined, she thought. Well, not up there at least, she added with a smirk which, unfortunately, quickly disappeared as she remembered what was going on. The three strangers had entered the restaurant like cowboys entering a saloon, completely confident and proud of themselves, and they had reasons to be so! They were tall, buffed and all seemed extremely intimidating with their black suits, their black glasses and their neatly combed short hair. A normal person would have done everything they could to avoid even having eye contact with them, one could feel the strength of their gaze even through the tinted glass. They took a look around, slowly scanning the perimeter, as if they were looking for something. Or someone.

Stephanie had almost hoped that they weren’t there for Michel and her. Perhaps they are just coming here for a simple meal, she thought as she took a sip of her soda, still discreetly looking at them. Unfortunately she was wrong, they were there for the two of them, for as soon as they took a look at the whole room, making sure the way was clear, they approached their table without even a hint of hesitation. Damn it…, cursed the young woman. How did they know we were here so fast? How did they even know it was us? We made sure to cover our faces when we escaped and the cops following us weren’t able to see us clearly, I’m sure of it. Plus we were careful not to leave any DNA on the scene. So how?! She couldn’t explain this. Somehow the government -because these guys were clearly not cops or private goons, they belonged to the government, probably a well hidden branch too- had already heard of them and was tracking them.

“Do you think we should try to run?”, Michel asked quietly.

Stephanie shook her head.

“No,” she replied as discreetly, “we still aren’t sure they are here for us, plus I’m sure they’re armed. Let’s wait a bit more. But be ready to act when I give you the signal…”

“Le signal? Quel signal?”, Michel asked, confused.

The young woman did not reply, moving slightly to get in a more comfortable sitting position as the government agents closed in on them. She was racking her brain to try to find an explanation to their presence so soon and a plan to get out of there if things went awry. Was it possible they were from… No, she thought, impossible. Or is it? She couldn’t say. She had heard things, rumors, about a special branch of the government, a very very very VERY secret agency that took care of… special cases. Cases involving events that weren’t really explainable with normal logic, mysterious disappearances, etc. But these were all heresays, and bad hearsays at that, nothing more. She had no assurance that it was linked to them. They couldn’t… they couldn’t have known about her, could they? No, it had been so long… She had the urge to get up and run away immediately, she didn’t want to see if what she had heard was true, but she couldn’t. If she did they’d surely catch her. She had to wait and take them by surprise if she wanted to make it out… But how?, she thought as the three men stopped besides her and Michel’s table. She didn’t know yet, she’d have to improvise… In the meantime she turned her head towards them and smiled.

“Hello! Is something wrong?”, she asked as innocently as possible.

To be continued…

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Stanley – 32


 STANLEY

Season 2

Part 32

Rated M for mature content.

Previous Chapter


She had the impression they had been running for hours as they finally slowed down to a normal walking pace. They entered the fast food, trying to act as normal as possible despite their heavy breathing and the fact that both of them were drenched in sweat. They sat down at a table after ordering something to eat; Michel had insisted he “fill his belly with the sweet delight of fast cuisine” and she hadn’t had the heart to say no, her stomach rumbling at the smell of those delicious fries. Her partner started devouring his meal immediately and she followed in turn, both famished after having to run away from that horde of cops.

They had been halfway through the second rooftop when they had heard the shouts of police officers telling them to stop coming from the stairway behind them. How they had managed to get up there so fast was something Stephanie couldn’t explain but they had managed it. Of course neither of them had hesitated even a single second before starting to run faster, she couldn’t get caught, especially not after what she had done. She didn’t manage to stop herself from cringing at the thought, it had all been for naught… Plus she didn’t have a very fond memory of prison cells. Apparently Michel wasn’t too keen on letting himself get caught either because he lead the way without slowing down.

Where the shouts of the police officers had not even fazed her a bit, the first gunshots had almost made her freeze on the spot, almost. It had been surprising, she had never heard a gunshot from such little distance and the whizzing of the bullets as they rushed past both of them was quite surprising too but, since Michel didn’t skip a beat in his run, she didn’t stop and kept running. They had cut it close, very close even, she had to admit that. Even with all her good will and the energy she put into moving her legs one in front of the other at the highest speed possible she couldn’t help but being a little scare, or, more precisely, a bit apprehensive. Being on a rooftop wasn’t that dangerous in itself if one knew how to keep one’s balance and not to do anything stupid. The problem is that they were doing all the stupid possible at that moment: running at full speed, not caring where they stepped, running away from cops and being shot at. Not the most clever thing she had done in her life…

She had barely felt anything as the bullet had grazed her on the right side of her chest, making a hole in her jacket, it had been the feeling of wetness and the dizziness that had come after that had alerted her that something was wrong. She hadn’t said anything though, not before they had managed to get back down to the street. Then, and only then, as the cries of the police officers on the rooftops could still be heard, she had told Michel.

“Let’s get to the car first , we’ll see that then,” she had replied as he had advised to check her wound.

They had driven off as quickly as possible, somehow evading all the police cars on the way and had finally ended up in the commercial zone. Michel had parked the car near a mall and had bought a few supplies to treat her wound while she was evaluating the damage. In the end it hadn’t been to serious, a gash on her side and nothing more. Still hurting but with a clean wound and a reassured mind, they had walked in the nearest fast food to grab a quick bite. And here they were, unsure of what to do next, if they had been tracked by the police or if they were now fugitives. After all, the cops hadn’t been close enough to get a look at their faces so they most likely were safe, but one never knew. Stephanie was starting to relax, thinking back to the apartment and the clues they had found as she ate her chicken burger, when she saw the three men in black suits walk in the room.

To be continued…

Stanley – 31


 STANLEY

Season 2

Part 31

Rated M for mature content.

Previous Chapter


The dark-haired young woman and her more-light-colored-hair friend were about to move out of the apartment towards the staircase when they suddenly heard the police sirens that had been in the background since a few minutes ago ring out much closer and tires screeching as cars came to a halt in front of the building. They both stopped in their tracks as they were about to walk towards the elevator and looked at each other.

“Do you think we should go check it out très chère?” Asked Michel after a few seconds spent trying to figure out what was indeed happening.

Stephanie simply nodded before rushing back into the apartment and looking out the window. She immediately froze as she saw almost a dozen policemen in uniforms rush out of their cars and enter by the front door. The young woman somehow immediately knew they were coming exactly where they were, how she knew that would remain a mystery but somehow she did.

“Damn it!” She swore as she backed away and looked at Michel who had looked out the window too.

“What do we do maintenant?” He asked with a tense expression.

“I don’t know…” Replied the young woman as her brain fumed, trying to come up for a solution to get out of the hellhole they were trapped in.

They couldn’t leave by the front entrance, it would seem to suspicious but they couldn’t very well stay there either because it would almost certainly insure their capture and their prosecution as The Duck’s murderers. No one would believe them if they tried to explain what they were doing here, especially not her. Plus everything would come to light, everything she had had to do. The young woman shivered at the thought. No, it couldn’t happen, they had to get out.

“This way?”

She turned towards the bearded man as she heard his voice, he was pointing towards the window. As her eyes followed his well muscled and tanned arm she imagined herself being wrapped in it and relishing the moment as her mind went back to the previous night. Then she saw the staircase and it all became clear, the fog clouding her mind seemed to go away and she let a smile spread across her face as she understood what he meant. Of course! She thought. The emergency staircase! 

“Yes, you’re a genius!” She exclaimed as she gave him a kiss on the cheek before rushing towards the red metallic structure outside the window.

Michel followed her closely after closing the window as best as he could behind him. They ran as fast as they could up the stairs, hearing the sounds of policemen entering the apartment soon after they had exited it. The young woman thanked the upcoming summer and all those sessions at the gym for her cardiovascular system’s good shape. They finally arrived on the roof after a few seconds of silent effort and she didn’t have time to catch her breath as they started moving again.

To be continued…


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Quotidian n°100 – We’ve done it people, we’ve done it!

This is the post of the century!


Yup!

We have officially done it people, the hundredth Quotidian has finally been reached! It’s taken me a few more days that what I would’ve like to get the nerve to write it but it’s been a strangely difficult decision (keep reading, I’ll explain myself), I didn’t have much to say during the last few days and I had no motivation whatsoever to just write about something random. I wanted to do something about something interesting, or at least a subject that interested me. But as days went by and I still had no idea I finally motivated myself to just get on with it and finish this simple yet complicated task. And I also decided myself.

As I have finally reached this peak, this important step in my blog (reaching the hundredth post in a daily category is awesome and really amazing!), I was also plagued with a question and a decision to take. I have realized, over the course of the last few days and weeks, that it was difficult for me to write the Quotidians everyday. One, because I had to get into the habit of writing a bit everyday, but that became easier and easier as time passed, I got sort of used to it. Two, because I had to find subjects that were interesting enough to talk about, my life being what it is, is not always the most interesting thing to talk about and finding other things to talk about is hard… And thirdly, I realized that I had indeed become a daily writer, I started the Stanley series, hoping to make it as regular as the Quotidians, but that went not so well.

Since I’ve started re-writing Echoes of Power in the form of daily short chapters though, things have become a lot easier, I have almost no problem writing a chapter a day, sometimes two or three, and posting it regularly. That is how I realized that the Quotidians had reached their goal, served their purpose, they made me write every day and become used to it. I have become able to write a little every day without much problems. And that is awesome! But at the same time I realized that I didn’t really need the Quotidians anymore, and since they were becoming harder to make (finding ideas and things from my daily routine to talk about is NOT easy, believe me!) I understood that I maybe would have, or at least want, to stop them soon. And that made me a bit sad. That’s partly why I haven’t written it earlier, because I wanted to preserve the series as long as I could? Because Quotidians helped me more than I can imagine. And because, when I started, I was hoping to make it last as long as I was active on this blog. sadly it did not seem to be the case.

Then I realized I was being stupid… Why stop Quotidians when I could simply begin writing them when I wanted to and not make it a daily thing anymore? Yeah, that’s me, an idiot. I can just write them less regularly, that solve the problem. As easy as a snap of the finger. Stupid Soar! Ahem, anyway, so yeah.  Quotidians will not disappear in the end, they’ll just become a bit rarer, Echoes of Power having replaced them with the daily post. I for one, think that it makes things a bit more interesting and I will be more motivated to write a story daily than just talk about my life… Yah, that’s almost certain! I will however post unrelated things from time to time, like when I see a good movie or hear a great song, I’ll share it with you!

So, to conclude, yeah, happy anniversary to me! Happy Hundredth Quotidian! Yay! And also not-goodbye to them! (Phew, that’s a relief!)

Thanks for reading and for having followed me until now! I have many things in store for you people, many projects I want to make come to life so be on the look out for that! And also, I will resume posting Of Shadow and Feathers soon, I promise, I’ve been so taken in other things that I haven’t even written one word of that story for a while… But it will be back on your screens soon, I promise!

Ps: The Hero’s Mask and the other stories will also be updated in due time, don’t worry. Just wait for me a bit please! :)

Quotidian n°84 – Creating a story is hard

Nein Hans! Ich bin dein vater!


 

Thinking is quite easy. At least it is for me and I dare hope it is also for others as well! Imagining things is a bit more difficult but still not that hard. No, the complicated part is turning that imagination into a story. Making it come to life, creating the characters and settings, arranging the plot and making up the events and links between each of them. Finally, telling that story in an interesting way is the hardest steps of all. To me, it’s something that I dread and dream of at the same time. It is both my ultimate goal when I start a writing project and my bane because I have a lot of difficulty writing something good. Or at least that I consider to be good.

I believe I’ve read somewhere that the writer is his own most severe critic, or something like that. I believe that saying, for me it is entirely true. I have ideas in mind that I want to write and I want to make become as awesome as what I planned. That’s insane because it won’t ever happen, never. One might get extremely close to doing that but ultimately, the author will be the only one to fully comprehend and fell the depth, the hugeness and the awesomeness of his own story. A good writer will pass down a good story. A great writer will pas down the story and its whole universe. But even if one is able to do that they never will be able to share everything with the reader. And that is quite sad…

Anyways, what I wanted to say is that I have great ideas for Echoes of Power and I have an awesome plot (or at least I believe it is awesome, only time will tell if it is liked or not). I want to make not only a good piece of writing with this but a great one if I dare hope. I want to be able to share with you readers the awesome feelings I feel when I am thinking about this story. I have been thinking over and over again how I would be able to do that. Did I need more description? Did I need to make my chapters shorter? Did I need different characters? Older ones? More girls? More frequent publishing? Ask you guys for ideas and feedback? I had so many questions in my head and so little answers…

It took me some time mulling about it but I think I finally have the answer I was looking for, or at least part of it. I have to make the chapters as long as I think they need to be but shorter chapter are easier to publish often. I have to make characters that feel real and make the reader react to them, whether they are young, old, girls or boys doesn’t matter as long as it is part of the story. More descriptions? No. But shorter and simpler sentences yes! I tend to make things tooo complicated and too long so I’ve been working on that for Echoes of Power. How to turn this great idea into something good? Work on it, as much and as often as I can and keep working on it until I deem it good. Perfection is not an option.

Finally, I managed to decide myself on the course of action to follow, which I believe I talked about yesterday as I introduced the introduction to EoP : I am writing in the form of a serial web novel. This means that I will publish chapters (or parts of chapters) which might be of varying length but that I’ll always try to keep over 500 words at least, more regularly (one everyday is my goal). And the complete text will be available on the blog at all times under the same form as a novel (or almost). This is what I call a serial web novel. I think I somehow got the idea when I started thinking of creating a writing blog (when I was still on the Skyblogs, blogs for teens usually if you haven’t heard of it), I had seen many great examples of fan fiction blogs and what I now call web novels and I wanted to do the same.

I decided myself after some time, wanting to get some feedback, and as the years passed I kept going. But it is only recently, with the debut of Stanley, that I started doing shorter but more regular chapters and I have taken a liking to this format. Therefore I am officially declaring the beginning of the serial web novel Echoes of Power today, monday the 23rd of June 2015. Yup, it begins now. You can already go check out the first chapter (or part) that is online here!

I really hope you enjoy reading it and I would also love some feedback on my ideas and writing so if you have things to say, don’t hesitate! ;)

That’s all for now, good night folks, see you later!

PS: Chapters from Of Shadow and Feathers and The Hero’s Mask : Forging will also be coming soon, don’t worry!

PPS: Stanley will continue… one day! x)

Stanley – 31


 STANLEY – 31

Rated M for mature content.

Previous Chapter


The dark-haired young woman and her more-light-colored-hair friend were about to move out of the apartment towards the staircase when they suddenly heard the police sirens that had been in the background since a few minutes ago ring out much closer and tires screeching as cars came to a halt in front of the building. They both stopped in their tracks as they were about to walk towards the elevator and looked at each other.

“Do you think we should go check it out très chère?” Asked Michel after a few seconds spent trying to figure out what was indeed happening.

Stephanie simply nodded before rushing back into the apartment and looking out the window. She immediately froze as she saw almost a dozen policemen in uniforms rush out of their cars and enter by the front door. The young woman somehow immediately knew they were coming exactly where they were, how she knew that would remain a mystery but somehow she did.

“Damn it!” She swore as she backed away and looked at Michel who had looked out the window too.

“What do we do maintenant?” He asked with a tense expression.

“I don’t know…” Replied the young woman as her brain fumed, trying to come up for a solution to get out of the hellhole they were trapped in.

They couldn’t leave by the front entrance, it would seem to suspicious but they couldn’t very well stay there either because it would almost certainly insure their capture and their prosecution as The Duck’s murderers. No one would believe them if they tried to explain what they were doing here, especially not her. Plus everything would come to light, everything she had had to do. The young woman shivered at the thought. No, it couldn’t happen, they had to get out.

“This way?”

She turned towards the bearded man as she heard his voice, he was pointing towards the window. As her eyes followed his well muscled and tanned arm she imagined herself being wrapped in it and relishing the moment as her mind went back to the previous night. Then she saw the staircase and it all became clear, the fog clouding her mind seemed to go away and she let a smile spread across her face as she understood what he meant. Of course! She thought. The emergency staircase! 

“Yes, you’re a genius!” She exclaimed as she gave him a kiss on the cheek before rushing towards the red metallic structure outside the window.

Michel followed her closely after closing the window as best as he could behind him. They ran as fast as they could up the stairs, hearing the sounds of policemen entering the apartment soon after they had exited it. The young woman thanked the upcoming summer and all those sessions at the gym for her cardiovascular system’s good shape. They finally arrived on the roof after a few seconds of silent effort and she almost didn’t have time to catch her breath before they started moving again.

To be continued…

Quotidian n°68 – Today I went to the zoo.

And just where are you giants from? We’re from New York and we- All hail the New York Giants!


I have finally come back to my sweet home after this awesome week spent with my girlfriend!

As I said in my previous posts we had planned to go to the zoo this week and we finally did yesterday afternoon. It was awesome,

Well, not today actually, more like the day before yesterday. I came back home yesterday after an awesome week with my awesome girlfriend. It was great and it passed so fast!

As I said in my previous posts we had planned to go to the zoo this week and we finally did on Thursday and it was awesome. It’s a not a big zoo the atmosphere there and the scenery are great, it’s like being in a labyrinth of vegetation in the beginning and then in a huge garden with animal roaming around almost freely. Almost, because most of them are in cages, or rather big pens (I didn’t now that word also meant the animals’ houses in a zoo before writing this post), even if it seems like they’re in them of their own free will. But they have a lot of space and that’s really awesome!

Plus the zoo is not just a zoo, it’s also a natural reserve and a place where animals species that are endangered are protected and helped to, well to put it bluntly, not go extinct. I know the weather is not always great here and that it’s perhaps not the usual habitat/climate they’re used to but I believe the animals are taken care of very well there. Plus they have great pens, where their natural habitats are recreated as best as possible, they try to make it as  close as what they would be faced with in the wild.

There were tigers, white panthers, lemurs (which were funny to watch), wild dogs (which were really cute), wild cats (which we sadly didn’t see), a red panda (that we almost missed too), porcupines, camels, prehistoric horses (like the ones we can see on cave paintings), a lot of strange and cute birds like flamingos, ibis, ducks and a demoiselle crane that kept following us when we entered the aviary(the bird-cage). There were small bears too, I don’t know if they were young or just usually small but they didn’t seem as big as what I imagined. There also were goats and baby goats (which were soooo kawai!) and cloud rats (which live in the dark I believe and are like coypus).

We had a great time discovering all these animals and walking around their pens, the water points and the trees. The scenery was really enjoyable and, what was even better, it didn’t rain! It was cloudy all day and we feared it would rain but it didn’t and that was really nice. Plus the temperature wasn’t really low, it wasn’t warm but it wasn’t cold either. The only two down sides I could find to this visit is that we missed the events with the animals, which was a little disappointing even if we got to see said animals later, and my feet hurt after three hours of walking around. But other than that it was really awesome! We had a great time! It’s great to be back home but I miss my other half already.

While I was at her place I managed to write a bit, as you may have noticed; I posted a few Quotidians and I also managed to work on my other stories, even if I thought I wouldn’t be able to do much. I made progress on the next chapter of Of Shadow and Feathers and despite not having finished it yet, I’m more than halfway through so it should be online soon. Also I’ll start working ont he second part of Stanley, which isn’t over yet, and part 31 should be online soon too!

In the mean time, I have things I want to do and places I need to be (namely eating and my couch) so that’ll be all for today, see you around people! ;)

Quotidian n°61 – What if the earth was square?

Imagine an invisible sandwich. Like, you’d be eating it and everybody would think you’re crazy!


What if it was flat instead of round? Would people fall over the edge? Or would we just have to take a step and we’d find ourselves on the other side of the cube? These are really interesting questions and if you wish to get the answers to some of them, well, I’m not going to give them to you ’cause I want to talk about other things. But you can always go take a look at VSauce’s video on flat earth theory! ;)

Today I watched Big Hero 6, the animated movie about the San Fransokyo team of super heroes. I had a good feeling when I decided to watch it earlier this evening, I had heard good things about the movie and I had found the trailer really funny! Plus I quite liked the art style in which it was made. The only thing that remained was for me to watch it and earlier today I decided myself to do so. And. It. Was. Awesome! :D

I really love it from beginning to end! The art is awesome, the characters and backgrounds are beautiful and the colors… wow. Plus the story is really cool, the characters are fun and the plot is really enjoyable despite being a bit predictable. There were a lot of smiles from my part all along and quite a number of laughs too so I can safely say that the movie is funny, but that’s not all, it has also got suspense and a good dose of action, all the things a movie needs to be awesome. In three words : I liked it! A lot. (Okay, that’s five but who cares.)

Now I really want a Baymax with me, because :

Okay, yeah, it’s also useful if ever I get injured but the white robot is so funny (that’s mostly due to his clumsiness), both in appearance and in personnality. He’s a big lovable ball of hot air!

Also I loved the movie’s few plot twists (don’t worry, not spoiling here), especially the one that revealed that the movie was adapted from a Marvel comic book, which I didn’t know at all, that little node to the Marvel franchise was awesome and made me laugh! I did a bit of research after the movie was over to see what the comics were about but in the end I didn’t read much, I didn’t want to spol the story for myself, especially since I learned that there would apparently be a Big Hero 7! :D

Anyway, I loved it and so should you so, whether you like animation movies or not, give it a try, it’s really worth it!

Finally, I’d like to end this Quotidian on the fact that I posted Stanley chapter 30 today which marks the end of the story… at least this part of the story! Ha! Gotcha! Nah, just kidding, I wouldn’t end the story this way. It was in my plan all along to make you think I’d do it though, plus it doesn’t seem so farfetched considering that the whole thing is completely stupid to begin with. Anyway, yeah, the first part of Stanley has ended, part II should begin soon and don’t worry, it’s not over yet! ;)

Okay, that’s all for today folks, see you later!


 

Dang, I wanted to post this yesterday but I didn’t have any time to finish it after dinner, that was so annoying… Anyways, sorry for the delay and enjoy! :)

Stanley – 30


 STANLEY – 30

Rated M for mature content.

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“What the fuck…?” Silently voiced the young woman as she noticed what he was talking about.

A large black feather was stuck to the yellowish substance. How could that have gotten stuck there? She couldn’t expain it to herself, unless a bird had been kept alive in that fridge, but why would anyone do that? Unless… Unless it was the one who had beat her to her revenge, unless it was a message he had left behind, a signature ot mark his passage. Stephanie looked at the feather, it was as black as night, no, even darker than that, as if it was darkness itself.

“What do you think it is?”

Michel’s voice shook her out of her thoughts and she looked at him for a moment, registering his question.

“Uh… I don’t really know… Maybe the one who did this to him left that behind to mark his passage here…” She replied, not sure of her answer but unable to formulate any other logical explanations for it.

“Peut-être…” Commented Michel more to himself than to reply to her.

“Are you finished here?” The young woman then asked, looking around to see if anything else needed to be checked.

“Oui, pretty much. This appartment is really nice though, it’s vraiment dommage that we have to leave…” Commented Michel with a sigh.

“Yeah, well I don’t want to go to jail, or worse, for this. Especially since I didn’t do it so I think it’s better we don’t stay.” Said the young woman as she looked back at the fridge.

She frowned, hesitant to do what she had in mind. It was probably a bad idea, as reckless as it would be useless, but still she was thinking about it. She looked at Michel once more and saw that he too was frowning, before eciding herself. The young woman carefully reached inside the fridge, past the cold corpse, and carefully took the feather in her hand without touching anything else.

“What are you doing ma chère?” Asked Michel, curious.

“I’m angry at the one who did this ’cause I wanted to do it myself but I don’t want him or her to get caught for this either, if I could I would rather thank them for it.” She replied with a small smile.

“Oh, intéressant!” Exclaimed the bearded man as he smiled back.

“Yeah, well in these few days I’ve realized many things and the fact that I can’t always be in control of everything is one of them, even I need help sometimes…” Said the young woman as she straightened herself, putting the feather in he pocket. “In our short time together I have at least learned this, I can thank you for that. Merci.” She added, smiling, before giving the older man a peck on the cheek.

“Mais de rien mademoiselle.” He replied with a broad smile.

“We shouldn’t stay here too long, someone might see us.” The young woman said as she walked towards the door, waiting for her new found friend.

“Coming!” He exclaimed as he looked around one last time and making sure to take the small notepad he had found before walking towards the door.

The sun was already quite low in the sky and even though the faint sound of cars and police sirens could be heard coming from the street, Stephanie somehow felt okay again. Perhaps she hadn’t managed to get revenge but now she could put all this behind her and start her life once again, perhaps even with a handsome, though a bit stupid sometimes, bearded man. Who knew? Life had its mysterious ways…

The end.

Or is it?

Quotidian n°60 – Mo mo mo monster kill!

It’s not the sea who takes the man, it’s the man who takes the sea!


 

Today I began writing yet another story.

Yeah, as you know, I have this problem where I work on too many projects at the same time, and that makes finishing anything very hard if not almost impossible.

But diversifying my writing is also something that helps me be more creative and try new things. Also I dare hope that it somehow helps me improve myself in my story telling and my writing. Perhaps it doesn’t but hey, a man can dream.

Anyway, this one is something special I have been working on in parallel of another project, namely Tales of Ore, as it is a story that takes place many years before the events of Of shadow and feathers (and the books that will follow). It’s not linked to that story per say but there are some ties, things that explain some other things in Tales of Ore.

I won’t tell you much about it right now as it would spoil a few things both in that story and in Tales of Ore, but what I can tell you is that I’m trying to vary my writing style a bit with this one (very slightly but still, I’m trying something a bit different). Also the main character is older than the usual ones, which will also be a challenge to make it seem realistic, and the way I want to tell the story is a bit more complex so it will require a bit more work on my part.

I haven’t written two pages yet but I believe that this story may be a good way to distract myself while I work on the translation of Of shadow and feathers and of Echoes of Power because, although I love these two stories and I have so much ideas to work on with them, I find the translation part soooooo annoying and I hope to be done with it as fast as possible. Unfortunately I have a lot of work to do (12 more chapters for Of shadow and feathers and about 40000 more words for Echoes of Power) until I finally can work on the creative sides of each of these stories.

So, yeah,I’m still thinking about the title I could give to that story but I’ve already written a third of the introduction chapter so I should be done with it pretty soon and once I’m done with it I’m thinking about posting it on the blog and perhaps updating regularly if I feel inspired. I’d really like to get feedback on this one so once I do decide myself I’ll notify you guys if you want to know more about it. Tell me if you’d like that!

Apart from that I went out for a walk today and it was nice to breathe some fresh air, the weather wasn’t great all day, it poured down by moments, but it was sunny and warm, even if a little wet, when I left the house and it remained that way until I came back so it was fine!

Finally I wanted to end this post by saying this: this is the Quotidian number 60 (give or take a few for the days I didn’t bother to post one) and I am proud to have gotten this far in this adventure! For me, the Quotidian is less about talking about interesting things, to give you news about the stories or to update you on my personal life than to find a pretext to write every day. Writing every day is a habit I have to get into and I think that slowly but surely I’m getting there. Five hundred words per day isn’t much but that done every day starts to amount to a little bit.

If I only count the Quotidians, admitting that I have written a minimum of 500 words for each of them, multiplied by 60, it means that I have passed the 60 000 words bar today! That is something that I couldn’t ever have dreamed of if I had tried to keep going as I had been before. Writing every day is way harder than what I had thought but it is possible and I have made it this far so I’m sure I can keep going much farther!

I’m really tired tonight (you’ve probably noticed this was posted a bit late) and I can’t wait to go to bed so I’ll simply wish a good night/day to all of you and see you again tomorrow!

Bye for now!

PS: Also I’ve posted two chapters of Stanley recently, numbers 28 and number 29, go check them out! Number 30 is coming tomorrow! ;)

PPS: I’m addicted to this song since yesterday evening, can’t stop listening to it…