Waves of Not-So-Great Writing

After tomorrow, I'll have all the time in the universe to write!

Wed, 06 Jun 2012 19:36:15 -0400

I’m still looking for someone to proof-read/critique for me.

Send me a message on either of my accounts if you’re interested. My only request is that you be at least 17 years old.. preferably older, but I don’t want to get nit picky.

I solemnly swear that I will get a chapter of Burgeoning done today

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 11:37:27 -0400

Writing Project Day 01 → Your favorite writing project/universe that you’ve worked with.

Wed, 30 May 2012 14:28:40 -0400

I may be a little bias because I’m working on it right now, but I would say the Pellinor universe is my favorite to write. Alison Croggon’s writing style is so different than my own that trying to make a fanfiction sound like something that she would right is really challenging.

She goes into such depth in her universe that it paints such a vivid picture. When I first thought of writing a Pellinor fic, I was really daunted but after a while I get into the swing of things and it comes easier.

30 Day Writing Meme

Wed, 30 May 2012 14:22:32 -0400

heckyeahtumblrchallenges:

Day 01 → Your favorite writing project/universe that you’ve worked with.
Day 02 → How many characters do you have? Do you prefer males or females?
Day 03 → How do you come up with character names?
Day 04→ Your first stories/characters.
Day 05→ By age, who are your youngest /oldest characters?
Day 06 → Where are and you most comfortable writing? Use the 5 W’s.
Day 07 → Do you listen to music while you write? What kind? How do you relate music to your writing?
Day 08 → What’s your favorite genre to write? To read?
Day 09 → How do you get ideas for your characters? Describe the process of creating them.
Day 10 → What are some really weird situations your characters have been in?
Day 11 → Who is your favorite/least favorite character to write?
Day 12 → In what story did you feel you did the best job of world→building?
Day 13 → What’s your favorite culture to write, fictional or not?
Day 14 → How do you map out locations, if needed?
Day 15 → A writer you admire, whether professional or not!
Day 16 → Do you write romantic relationships? Are you good with those? Do you write sex scenes?
Day 17 → Favorite protagonist.
Day 18 → Favorite antagonist.
Day 19 → Favorite minor that decided to shove himself into the spotlight.
Day 20 → What are your favorite character interactions to write?
Day 21 → Do any of your characters have children? How well do you write them?

Day 22 →Tell us about one scene between your characters that you’ve never written.
Day 23 → How long does it usually take you to complete an entire story?
Day 24 → How willing are you to kill your characters if the plot so demands it?
Day 25 → Do any of your characters have pets? Tell us about them.
Day 26 → Do you draw your characters? Do others draw them?
Day 27 → Do appearances play a big role in your stories? How you go about designing your characters.
Day 28 → Have you ever written a character with physical or mental disabilities?
Day 29 → How often do you think about writing?
Day 30 → Best source of inspiration?

Author's Note on the status of Burgeoning

Tue, 29 May 2012 17:47:38 -0400

I’m sorry that I’m taking up a chapter to give you an update on my life, but actually I’m not. I’ve been extremely busy these past few weeks and haven’t had nearly as much time to write as I usually do. Being a full-time college student and a writer of fanfic is a tough business. It’s nearly finals week so, my professors have been assigning all the homework they forgot about. Once I’m finished with school for the summer, I’ll post more.

In the meantime, if you’d like to see previews, have an opinion on what goes on in the fic, and meet other Pellinor fans, please feel free to follow my writing blog at www(dot)wavesofgreatnesswriting(dot)tumblr(dot)com

As always, I appreciate your patience, reviews, and subscriptions.

Much love,

Amber (Wavesofgreatness)

There’s this things that happens to me quite often when I think about writing: I get really...

Mon, 28 May 2012 20:40:50 -0400

There’s this things that happens to me quite often when I think about writing: I get really discouraged. What do I have to say that hasn’t already been said by someone much more eloquent than myself? I’m just a girl, who, at almost twenty one, has the life expirences of maybe someone half her age.

Granted, I know that I’ve done some things, or have been through some things that others have not, but sometimes I just get so..stuck in my own head that whatever thoughts I had wanted to express, cling to the recesses of my brain like a child being taken home from a McDonald’s Playland: screaming, crying, and begging not to leave.

Happy Memorial Day!

Mon, 28 May 2012 10:31:40 -0400

Because it’s a national holiday here in the States to celebrate those in our Armed Forces, more specifically, those who have passed, I may not be home long enough during the day to write.

I’ll get something up tonight, I promise.

If Jane Austen can write a best selling novel at twenty one; I can finish a few chapters of a...

Sun, 27 May 2012 20:44:03 -0400

If Jane Austen can write a best selling novel at twenty one; I can finish a few chapters of a fanfic. C’mon, Brain!

I need caffeine…..

In which I open the dialogue between reader and author. Feel...

Tue, 22 May 2012 22:46:00 -0400

In which I open the dialogue between reader and author. Feel free to ask me things about the stories or anything I’m working on. I may even give you sneak peaks as to what is coming up..

Sorry I haven't updated today. Hopefully it will come tomorrow. Otherwise You'll get 3 chapters next week

Sun, 20 May 2012 19:56:05 -0400

Burgeoning Chapter One: Part II

Mon, 14 May 2012 10:10:13 -0400

Burgeoning Chapter One: Part II:

wavesofgreatness:

The second part of my Pellinor fic is up!

Do I have to tell you to review and stuff?

Amber, you should be writing more: people are waiting for you to update..

Sat, 12 May 2012 15:50:00 -0400

I know, I know, Self. I’m trying. I have a page written so far..I know it’s not much but sometimes little plot bunnies come along and instead of giving you ideas, they eat your motivation and work ethic. :(

Got another review on Burgeoning this morning!

Sat, 12 May 2012 10:01:30 -0400

Have I mentioned how happy it makes me when I get reviews? I just wanted to say thank you to those of you who have reviewed it and been patient with me and my weird update schedule.

You are amazing and I wouldn’t be doing this without you.

Got my first review of Burgeoning on ff.net

Fri, 11 May 2012 10:46:17 -0400

They also subscribed!

Hopefully getting two chapters up this weekend!

In the process of writing more

Tue, 08 May 2012 14:58:42 -0400

Burgeoning Chapter One: Part I

Mon, 07 May 2012 21:32:01 -0400

Burgeoning Chapter One: Part I:

My second Pellinor Fic!

Burgeoning

Set three months after The Singing. While Maerad and Cadvan’s relationship blossoms, there is much work to do in order to restore peace in Annar and the Seven Kingdoms. On the brink of civil war, will relationships stand strong or crumble?

(This part is the sneak peek that I posted over the weekend. I liked how it ended but it felt too short to be it’s own single chapter.)

I CANNOT stress this enough: PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE leave reviews or comments. If I know people are reading I’m more likely to update!

My second fic has a title!

Sat, 05 May 2012 22:16:04 -0400

From this day hence forth it shall be known as: Burgeoning

This excites me because I hate having untitled stories. It’s like a baby without a name…

fanfiction-dot-gov replied to your post: Sneak Peak! Mentally screaming DEAR LORD. PERFECT...

Sat, 05 May 2012 14:21:00 -0400

fanfiction-dot-gov replied to your post: Sneak Peak!

*Mentally screaming* DEAR LORD. PERFECT BFHJASDBFHJSBF. GIVE ME YOUR WRITING SKILLS.

asdfjkl thank you. It isn’t too cheesy or anything? Everyone’s in character? It flowed okay?

Sneak Peek!

Sat, 05 May 2012 14:09:00 -0400

A/N: Okay, so this is about half of the first chapter of my second fic. It hasn’t been edited by anyone but me so if you see any errors please let me know. Also, to prevent someone from stealing this please don’t reblog it. I trust the two of you. I love love love hearing feedback from you girls so let me know what you think.

Maerad groaned, letting her head fall onto the desk in front of her with a thud. “This is ridiculous, Cadvan. Nobody should be forced to study on their birthday.” She sighed and clasped her hands over the back of her head as if to hide herself from the piles of parchment that were sprawled out before her.

“Well, if you hadn’t insisted on taking another bath this morning, we could have gotten here sooner and been finished by now,” he teased, while lazily thumbing through a book that was left on the shelf in Dernhil’s study.

Three months ago, when they returned to Innail, Maerad had taken on the task of cleaning out the cluttered room that she once studied in. It was no small task: there were still copious amounts of books stacked as high as the ceiling, and Cadvan often wondered how his friend could have studied in such a place without feeling as if the walls were closing in around him. She insisted that if she were to do any studying that it would be in this room, and Cadvan, not wanting to argue, agreed to help her.

Since then, the pair of them spent every morning pouring over books and scrolls; occasionally Cadvan would ask Maerad to read one of them aloud and she would nervously oblige, stuttering and sometimes mispronouncing a word but understanding the basic thought. His heart swelled with pride when he thought of how far she had come since their first meeting in that Light forsaken cow byre: she had trusted him without question and followed him into the wilderness on a perilous mission to save all of Annar and the Seven Kingdoms.

Of all possible outcomes, he never imagined that he would fall in love with her, but the ways of the heart are not easily understood. Maerad had saved his life on more than one occasion; more importantly he felt as if she saved his being. Long ago, he had sworn off the world and condemned himself to a life of solitude and desolation. It was easier than reliving the nightmare of his past in the eyes of every person he encountered, but Maerad, she was untainted by the venomous tongues of others; even when she learned of his dealings with the Dark there was never a glint of malice in her eyes. He was shaken from his thoughts when she looked up at him,

“Cadvan?” she called, a look of concern creased her gentle features, “Are you alright?”

“Yes, yes, quite all right,” he answered quickly in an attempt to cover his momentary daydream, “Just tired is all.” He yawned and stretched his arms above his head for good measure; from the corner of his eye he could see that Maerad was smirking skeptically. She pushed herself away from the table and strode across the room to where he was lounging, legs outstretched on another chair,

“In all of the time that I have known you, never have you been described as a day dreamer,”she quipped, pushing his feet off the chair and pulling him to his feet. A familiar warmth trickled down her spine as he wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her close to him.

Their relationship hadn’t progressed much farther than private kisses and the flirtatious glances at dinner and Maerad often found herself feeling insecure; Cadvan was a man of great stature: he was a very powerful Bard and with his looks and charm, he could have any woman he chose. Surly one day he would tire of her and run into the arms of another woman who was much less damaged and maimed than she. The thought of one day living without him hurt her more than any other physical pain she had ever felt, but before she could think any further on the matter Cadvan’s lips met hers and all thought vanished,

“Then they do not know me,” he answered quite a few moments later, his voice no louder than a whisper, “Not as you do.” Maerad smiled but found herself unable to hold his gaze, for it held too many emotions that overwhelmed her. To say that she loved him would not do her feelings justice; if she were to lose him someday, she would enjoy every day fully until then. Reaching up, she stroked the scar on his cheek,

“Spend the day with me,” her voice filled with a gentle pleading, “We could go to market and eat pears in the garden…”

“Oh, I would absolutely love to, my dear,” Cadvan said, his brow knitted in contemplation as if denying her caused him pain, “But Malgorn requests my presence at the meeting of The First Council this afternoon and I must speak to Hem before, if I am to make it to your birthday feast tonight.”

At the mention of Hem, Maerad raised an eyebrow. While Cadvan and Hem were friendly towards each other she could not fathom why Cadvan would seek him out; he was just a boy after all,

“What business do you have with my brother?” she asked, stepping backwards so that he was holding her far enough away to see her suspicious expression. Cadvan looked as if he had been caught in the cross-fire of a heated battle with no chance of escape.

“Oh..I..Erm..just have to ask him about..healing..something.”

“You are lying. You would never ask Hem for advice.”

He smiled weakly, looking crestfallen, “I am, but I promise you, I mean no ill will. I must be going. I will be late.” Cadvan kissed her quickly before bolting out the door.

“Oh!”, he exclaimed, turning on his heels and peeking around the door frame, “Happy birthday, Maerad.” Cadvan flashed one of his brilliant smiles and was gone before she could respond.

Now that I've started writing this fic..I sort of can't stop

Wed, 02 May 2012 19:47:05 -0400

welp.