Monday, November 21, 2011

Alive and moving along...

It's definitely been a while, and for those of you who actually keep up with the blog I'll apologize yet again.  Unfortunately I've been up to my throat with revisions.  I've also been spending a lot of time finding motivation because let's face it these days you have to keep yourself up so you don't fall.  To be entirely honest I want my book to be more than "good," and that's what I suppose you could say has kept me.

However, I will announce that revisions are in progress and new scenes are being added to Cursed with Power as seen necessary.  Oddly enough, I've felt extremely close to Celestria these past couple weeks or so and I've really been able to express her character more easily.  Alaire has also been a reason for me to continue to the book; if there's one character I'll always come back's him, without a second's hesitation.

On a sadder note, you all know I'm never one to be a downer, but I didn't create this blog so I would seem like a robot without any emotions.  I've recently lost touch with my best friend, and alas there she and I have stopped speaking.  This may seem irrelevant, but that also clouded my thoughts for my book.  She'll never see this, but I hope one day she knows I miss her.  And I wish that forgiveness could exist in her world...

Back to writing, though, I can't say I have news on New Life.  The book is up on inkpop, but only the prologue and maybe the first chapter are public.  Thankfully I got up to chapter 32 in outlining for the book.  My plan is to outline the entire book, and then go back and work through little holes here and there and anything else.  It's a work in progress, but right now my major concern is Cursed with Power.

Too all my writing friends who have recently been published: Congrats.  Just when I get to thinking that publishers are rejecting everyone, someone's being published.  Your work is excellent, and I wish you all the very best.  Thank you for inspiring us "little people."

Lastly, I'd like you to keep this in mind.  Should you ever fall, stray from the path you're on, or lose your way... I pray that someone always finds you.

For now that's all.  I'll try my best to update again sometime soon when I have more news or I can catch up with revisions and additions.  Just in case, I wish you all a very happy Thanksgiving.
Lindsey R. Sablowski

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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Prologue: Reworked, rewritten, all new

The prologue to Cursed with Power has been rewritten, as I might have mentioned several days ago.  The new prologue has also been uploaded on inkpop for any of you inkies interested in reading it.  I also will say I've got catching up to do with myself, but let me worry about that and I'll worry about you.

In the original prologue, Celestria wrote a letter to Adam, expressing her fears of the new, dangerous world she was entering into.  While this letter was meaningful to Celestria, it wasn't quite for the readers. So after a publisher reviewed my book I started thinking about the prologue.  This time it's drastically changed.

We know Celestria is a Dark magician, but does she have any good in her heart?  She is as human as everyone else in her world, but then there must be something that separates her from the others.
When Celestria hears that a child is in danger something warns her to chase after the child.  Can this end well for her, or is this only the beginning of Celestria's long and torturous journey to an unknown fate.
Heat rose from the floorboards of the church the moment I entered.  I covered my mouth with the sleeve of my dress, but a dark cloud of smoke struck me in the face.  Falling against a board, I struggled to regain balance.  I gathered my dress together and took another step toward the fire, but I could not see a sign of the child’s presence.  A piece of wood dropped from the ceiling, nearly hitting me.  I ducked and glanced around the room, but in the blaze of the fire I could not see anything.  A cross near the altar lit up in flames as a pile of wood toppled it.
“Hello?” I cried out in a muffled voice.  Coughing, I backed away as the fire spread.  Tears swelled up in my eyes, and an overwhelming nausea swept over me.
Suddenly there was a faint cough and a girl whispered, “Help.”  My ears perked up as I tried to determine where the child was.  There was a crack, and when I glanced up I was horrified to realize another part of the ceiling was falling apart.  The board came down at me, but before it hit me something else did.  My face slammed into the wooden floor, and something heavy lifted off my back. 

An update on the Magicians series blog is posted as well.  I look forward to your thoughts, and I will say I worked hard with this new version of the prologue.
Lindsey R. Sablowski
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