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Genres The World Doesn’t Need Right Now

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Romance…and Stuff

The world doesn’t need another steamy romance novel.  I’m sorry, we really don’t.  The average citizen can hardly escape from our pornified culture of objectification, use, and abuse.  We don’t need false representations of love coming from our literature too.  We don’t need our conception of romantic love to be warped even further.  Pushing the culture’s agenda for “love” will help no one, not even yourself.

The world doesn’t need another paranormal-fantasy romance novel.  It’s a worn out idea–curious, innocent young women falling for hot vampire men.  Or vice versa.  I’m not impressed.  Create something new.

The problem with self-publishing (which I am a part of!) is that so many people just add to all the crap that’s already there.  If you’re going to produce crap, at least make your own pile.

Just…why…?

LGBTQ/Diverse genres.  I’m seeing such a push for these genres in publishing companies, and the reason why is because they are underrepresented.  Well, not to come across as a hater, but maybe they are underrepresented for a reason.  They don’t appeal to everyone; in a way, they shouldn’t.  That’s fine.  The marginalized people deserve a voice, but that doesn’t mean that they should rise above everyone else just because they are marginalized or considered the minority.

Mystery.  EVERYONE WRITES MYSTERY.  How many who-dun-its can we produce?  If you’re going to write in this genre, you better make sure you stand out!  There’s a lot of competition.


What genres are you growing bored of?  Are any of them timeless?  What are your favorite genres?

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Elithius: An Excerpt from the Revised Edition

So it’s been 9 months and the revised edition of my book is finally finished!  The characters have different names that suit their culture, every culture is more defined and developed, and the plot (hopefully!) flows a lot better.  I’m excited to share this with you!  Here’s a sneak peek at what you can expect.  Let me know what you think!


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PROTAGONIST: FEAR HEDEKIRA (THE MAIN CHARACTER)

Begin excerpt

“It’s Fear, right?” the Knight speaks.

I hesitate, squinting.  “Uh-huh.”

“Do you know where you are?”

My mouth opens.  I can see—through the ever-moving torrent of rain—my house behind him.  But I bow my head.  No…it just doesn’t make sense.

“You’re dead, Fear.”

I wince at the words, keeping my head bowed and closing my eyes.

“You know this.”

Tucking my chin to avoid as much water as possible, I open my mouth, breathing deeply.  Dammit.  I have no response…because I know he’s right.  Dead…I’m…dead.  I just can’t believe—

An image of Aislin stumbling away from me in the cave, her blood spurting, flashes in my mind.  Then an image of Arik, roaring at me.  The feeling of the arrow ramming into my back.  Being alone in the forest, feeling cold, losing feeling in my body.  The darkness suffusing my vision.  It all comes back to me.

A harsh, burning sensation fills my chest…my heart aches, so depressed, so full of regret, so lonely…

“I’m here to make a deal with you.”

I grunt, raising my head and opening my eyes.  I regard the figure before me, fully attentive.

“You can call me Alitheo.  I can rescue you from here and give you a second chance at life…but you need to promise me something.”

I swallow, staring harder at the Knight.  Alitheo?  What does that mean?  Finding my tongue, I blurt, “Okay!”

A second chance at life.  Can he really do that?  Can anyone really give me that?  I’m certain I’ve never met this person before.  I have no reason to trust him.  But, at this point, nothing else really matters to me.  I have nothing to lose.  I’ll give him anything he wants!

Nodding, Alitheo seems satisfied.  His voice once again comes to me from the shadow beneath his hood: “I need you to give me, when I ask for it, your heart.”

The sound of the rain beating against the ground, splashing against puddles, pervades the air.

I frown.  “My heart?  What do you—?”

“In every way you can think of.”

I exhale, staring into the darkness beneath the hood.  Does he mean literally?  Like cut it out and give it to him?  Or does he want me to fall in love with him?  I don’t get it.

“When the time comes, I’ll show you how.  Do you promise?”

Lowering my gaze, I shift, scratching my head and wiping off several rivulets of rainwater that were headed for my eyes.  I really don’t even understand what I’m promising.  My eyes rise to the figure before me.  But…does it really matter?  Am I going to turn him down just because of uncertainty?  “I’ll be alive again?” I ask.  “In the same place where I died?”

“In the forest, midway between Sunnan and Noroan, less than a league from the cave where you left your friends.”

I grunt, deciding not to question how he knows all of this.  What…are you?

“Do you promise?” he asks.

Swallowing, I look over my shoulder, back to where the glorious, wonderful version of myself had been standing.  Then my eyes fall once again to the puddle.  An image of what I saw fills my mind.

I look back at Alitheo, my face tight and brow narrowed.  “I promise.”

The Path to Writing Success

The path to success is never easy for a writer.  He must constantly choose between whether he will conform to society’s ever-changing market, or whether he will pursue the story he truly wants to write.  He must fight against the tides of competition.  He must stand up to doubt, look anxiety in the face, and break down the door of loneliness until he breaches the world of networking.

Friendships to be gained.  Trust to be earned.  Audiences to excite and please.

Traditional publishing.  Self publishing.  Blogging.  Journaling.  It doesn’t matter which.

To be a writer, one must be free enough to express their imagination and innermost thoughts.

But to be a writer is also to be a slave.  A slave to the journey, a slave to the stress.  A slave to the loneliness and the bitter chains that society wraps around our necks.

Only those that are strong enough will succeed.  Only those who are resilient will pull through.

Being a writer may never be compared to a “ride”.  This is not a rollercoaster.  It’s a war-zone.  Only the brave survive.

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Liebster Award

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A BIG thank you goes to Nicolle over at Stories of a Highly Sensitive Introvert for nominating me for the Liebster Award.  If there was a Supreme Follower That Every Blogger Wants award, she would win it!

The rules are simple!

  1. Acknowledge the blog who nominated you and display award.
  2. Answer 11 questions the blogger gives you.
  3. Give 11 random facts about yourself.
  4. Nominate 11 blogs and notify them of the nomination.
  5. Give them 11 questions to answer.

So, without further ado, here are my answers to Nicolle’s questions:


  1. What is your favourite memory?

It’s kind of personal, so I won’t go into detail, but my favorite memory is the moment I realized that my girlfriend is the most amazing person in the world to me.

2. What is one thing you regret, and if you could go back what would you do differently?

This is an interesting question because it actually haunts my the books I write.  A regret I have is not standing up to a guy who was clearly harassing a girl (albeit in a public setting), and I just walked away.  If I could do things differently, I’d punch him!

3. What are your goals at the moment?

Pretty much what they’ve always been!  I’d love to have my book become world famous (of course), I’d like to continue pursuing my girlfriend, and become a successful engineer at the same time.

4. How are you feeling right now?

Pretttttty gooooood. 🙂

5. What did you have for dinner today?

It’s 1:52 PM.  Haven’t had dinner yet!  I think we are having some form of chicken though…

6. When was the last time you cried, and why?

A couple weeks ago because I was seriously missing my girlfriend.

7. The funniest joke you heard?

“Why can’t Helen Keller drive a car?  Because she’s a woman.”

Sexist plot twist 🙂

8. Do you have any pets!

I don’t actually!

9. Who inspires you the most?

God.  My girlfriend.  God and my girlfriend.  They work wonderfully together 🙂  My girlfriend is literally one of the most inspiring people I’ve ever had the blessing of knowing.

10. Your favourite song?

Ahhhhh…tough one!!!  Too tough, actually!  How about this one?

11. What are your hobbies?

Uhhh….WRITING!  Reading, blogging, playing football, snowboarding, and talking to people.  I like talking to people about interesting, deep things.  It’s the spice of life!


11 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT MYSELF

  1. I’m color blind.  Yes, it’s true.
  2. I’m the only red-head in my family.  Don’t ask how that happened!
  3. It says on my drivers license that I have green eyes but my girlfriend insists that they’re blue.  For obvious reasons, I will agree with my girlfriend 🙂
  4. I’m a devout Catholic.  Does that make you uncomfortable?  We tend to do that sometimes…
  5. I’m actually 5’11 and three quarters but I tell everyone I’m 6’0.  Who wants to be 5’11 and three quarters?
  6. I prefer sausage over bacon.  Sausage is more…fulfilling.
  7. I’ve had two knee surgeries, both of them football-injury related.
  8. I’m one of seven children (note fact #4)
  9. I’ve been homeschooled all my life until now.
  10. I attend Villanova University for engineering.  GO CATS!!
  11. I got a concussion snowboarding and was really loopy for several hours…I had been convinced that the Ski-Patrol had performed mouth-to-mouth with me in order to resuscitate me.  Go figure!

Thanks again to Nicolle for nominating me!

My questions for you are the same as Nicolle’s!  Here they are:

  1. What is your favourite memory?
  2. What is one thing you regret, and if you could go back what would you do differently?
  3. What are your goals at the moment?
  4. How are you feeling right now?
  5. What did you have for dinner today?
  6. When was the last time you cried, and why?
  7. The funniest joke you heard?
  8. Do you have any pets?
  9. Your favourite song?
  10. Who inspires you the most?
  11. What are your hobbies?

Cheers!

Half A Million Marching On D.C.

Not many people even know that there is a March for Life every January.  Hardly any news or media sources ever cover it, because it’s “unpopular”, so I’ve decided to.

Over half a million people attend each year, men, women and children alike.  The cause?  Ever since the infamous decision of Roe Vs. Wade in 1973, abortion was legalized in the United States.  Half a million people in Washington D.C. alone, not including the march that occurs in San Francisco, peacefully protest for the Supreme Court to overthrow Roe Vs. Wade.

Why?

We believe that life is sacred from conception to natural death, and this deeply includes the life of a child during the earliest stages of his or her life.  We believe that a “person is a person, no matter how small”, and that “our worth is not based on circumstances, but in our shared humanity.”

We have nothing against the rights of women, and the right to privacy of a woman’s body.   Nothing at all, in fact.  Many great women are supporters of the pro-life movement (can you argue with Mother Teresa?).  The problem is, we believe (or know) that we aren’t talking about the body of the mother, when it comes to abortion.  The body in question is the baby’s.  Women don’t have two heads, two hearts, and eight limbs during pregnancy.  The baby is attached to the uterus, and his/her cells have their own genetic code/DNA.  We aren’t talking about the body of the woman/mother, who DOES have a right to her body.  But that woman/mother should NOT have the right to kill and dispose of the body of her child, who is another human being.

I know there are cases of abortion where the line between right and wrong seems to get blurry.  “What if a woman is raped?  Don’t you have any sympathy for her?”

Yes, absolutely.  In fact, I don’t think it would be right to condemn a mother who was in a desperate situation, without anyone to help her, and she chose to have an abortion.  But that doesn’t make abortion right; it doesn’t mean you can kill a completely helpless, innocent person.  Abortion is objectively evil, even if it is sometimes subjectively understandable…unfortunately, that still doesn’t make it OK.

I understand why some people view abortion as a “necessary evil”.  But that’s why SO many people in the pro-life movement are there to help mothers in need.  Whereas Planned-Parenthood doesn’t offer women any true assistance or prenatal care (if you don’t believe me, just call PP!), there are plenty of Crisis Pregnancy Centers where women are given the help they need.  Adoption is an option, too!

There is a need for change in America, and that’s why we march.  Babies need us!

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What do you think? Also, if you disagree with this article, let’s have an intellectual DISCUSSION, not a biased rant where we attack each other.

The Brightest Star

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Back then, she didn’t know what stars were.  She was just a little girl.  Stars seemed like something far away, something literally out of this world.  They were something different, something that you could look at and just wonder.  Mysterious, and yet so simple, everyone knew of them.  But no one knew what they were.

Now the girl is standing alone before the world.  Bright and clear, the sky does nothing to hide itself.  Like an open chest of jewels poured out into the clear waters of the ocean, the treasures of the universe glow before her.  Some of the gems are big, some are small.  But they all make up a greater whole.  They all have a place in the boundlessness, the seemingly unending deepness of the night sky.

And before the stars, the girl doesn’t feel so alone.  She doesn’t know what stars really are.  But in that moment, she knows who she is.  Stars are beautiful.  Stars are bright.  Stars can be seen by all.  And, even though she’s still just a little girl in comparison to these jewels, she already knows that she is a star too.  And if she’s a star, she’s the greatest one; she’s the brightest one.  Because she’s more beautiful than the stars.  She shines brighter than the stars.  She is worth more than all the stars.

How does she know that she’s a star?  How does she know that she’s worth more than all the eternal, beaming crystals of the night sky?

How can she, a little girl, be seen by all, just like the stars?

She doesn’t know what stars are.  And she knows that she can’t actually be seen by all.  But she knows that she is seen by Someone.  That Someone can always see her.  And that Someone can’t stop looking at her.  Because that Someone knows she’s more beautiful than the stars.  She’s brighter than all the stars.  She doesn’t need to be seen by all, because she’s seen by that Someone.  And she’s worth more than all the stars.

She is worth more than all the stars.  She is worth more than all the treasures of the universe.  She is worth all of that Someone’s blood.

Because the girl knows this, she doesn’t need to know what stars are.   She knows who she is.  She knows that she is loved by that Someone.  She knows what she’s worth.  She knows that she’s that Someone’s star.

And that makes her the brightest.


Saw that picture on http://fujinsei.com/ and I knew that I had to write something about it.  It’s crazy how something beautiful, but so simple (like a picture), can move us and inspire us to express deep feelings.  That’s what this picture inspired me to think about.

How does it make you feel?

Stay awesome,

Dominic

 

Well Hello :)

I know I haven’t really posted anything in a while.  It’s been a rather busy time, of course.  I hope everyone enjoyed their Thanksgiving and shopped responsibly on Black Friday.

Things have been pretty busy for me, as far as the book series goes, and my own personal life.  I’m preparing to undergo surgery on Wednesday (I tore my ACL playing football [prayers are not suggested, although they are recommended :P]), and I also have rehab every day.  I actually could work on The Golden Lands while I do my rehab (which is basically just some simple stretching), but the exercises are too distracting, and my writing tends to lack very much emotion.

So I’ve been reading!  If anyone wants a nice, long fantasy novel to read, check out Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson.  A friend recommended it to me…and dang.  I mean dang.  It’s a great series.  And it keeps me in good, fictional company during my periods of rehab.

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What’s going on now that the first arc of The Golden Lands is finished?   Well, revisions are being made to the presiding book covers, as promised, and I’m looking for literary agents for Volume 1.  I’m also writing Soul Bleeder, a behind-the-scenes novella set in the world of The Golden Lands.  And Volume 5 is also being written (just finished the first chapter yesterday!).

ALSO…although I’m not going to tell you what it is, my sister and I are working on creating something else for The Golden Lands…something very special.  It’s sort of a surprise…but just to get you excited, here’s a little teaser:

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Yes, that’s John, the main-character.  This is a screen shot from the program I use to color all of our pictures.  I believe this will be the most epic piece of artwork that Clare and I have created…I can’t wait for you to see it!

So that is what’s up with me!

Stay awesome!

Dominic