Drafting Like A Boss

Total Word Count: 1228 words

So I decided to attack my horrible first draft of Chapter 1 of Chain Reaction. I’m so much happier with my second draft. However, I’m really regretting posting the prologue and chapter 1 as fast as I did. Because now, I want to go back and add things. Especially some more characterization on Aster’s part or maybe some scenes where Aster has some British-American mishaps. And I honestly think that would be cheating and not fair to my readers. Lesigh, we all have to play with the cards we are dealt I guess.

I really love this second draft though, and honestly working on this draft really confirms my feelings that this is a story that needs to be told despite the lack of kudos and attention. Honestly, I think I need a strong grammar nitpicker and maybe a britpicker as well. However, I don’t want to ask because I’m so grateful for DLE for betaing. I don’t want to disrespect her, I might have to go over it with a TTS reader just to be sure and I’m totally going to hold off posting it until I can make sure my last chapter syncs up with my new chapter.

Anyway, I’m done for today and I’m so happy with what I got right now. So I’m going to just say ttfn and go on my merry way!

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New Fanfic: Chain Reaction (Criss Cross #1)

In the midst of whining about my disappointments, I actually forgot to post the story here. *headdesk* I actually posted it on Archive Of Our Own and Wattpad and I’m considering posting it to Fanfiction.net as well.


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Title: Chain Reaction

Author: justaddgigi (Gigi Kiersten)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Transphobia, Transgender Themes, Queer Themes, Implied Rape/Rape Threat, Mystery, Snark, Harry/Batman pre-relationship.

Summary: After a tragic and emotionally devastating mission, Aster Jane Potter decides to leave the Auror Corp and The Wizarding World and moves to Gotham City in hopes of making a new start: free from the paparazzi and the pressures of being the Wizarding World’s savior. Unfortunately, for Aster she quickly encounters a cranky superhero, insane costume villains, and a haunted building that wants to kill her.

Archive Of Our Own `~ Wattpad 

 

 

 

 

Getting Used To Disappointment

Total Word Count: 1010 words.

Today the words came at a slow crawl to 1010 words. I was distracted and more than a little bit discouraged at the lack of interest in my trans harry potter fic. It seemed like I got hits but I didn’t get enough interest to even get a kudos. It really makes me sad. Especially, since all that work I went through to get this thing off the ground came to nothing.

Although the problem might be because it was a story I rebooted three times, but still, I have zero kudos on Ao3 and that fact is eating at me. I had to push past my disappointment, give myself a prep talk and carry on.  The part of being a writer comes with the disappointment when people don’t love yor work as you do.

And yeah, I admit right here it might be legimate probelms with my story, I will never be that type of writer to think everything I create is perfect and without flaws. I’m quite the opposite in fact. I’m hypercritical of every word I write, and that is why the mess of a first draft always bothers me. I want everything perfect now, but the logical part of my brain keeps telling me that works are polished over time. *le sigh*.

I’m also coming agains the wall of being afraid to take what I learned in my description book and applying to my current projects. I don’t know, maybe it is my fear of something new.

Anyway, that’s enough for now. I’m off to eat a late dinner. I will be back tommorw.  Ta Ta For Now!

Writing Exercise: Description #2

Exercise: one or two paragraph each describing four to six people who have enriched your life. You don’t have to write full stories, just make the descriptions vivid. 


1. Nikki, was tall for the age of three, all legs like a colt.  She had pretty caramel color skin and oval shaped dark brown eyes that were bordered with rings under them. Her eyes glared into the camera, a scowl marring her usually pretty little face.  She wore yellow ribbons in her pigtails, that almost seemed practically wilt under the sure amount the girl’s aura of irritation.  Her matching cute little yellow shirt, jeans, and crocs instead of cheering up the overall picture just made it seem all the more miserable.

2.  Mary was an old woman, but still spry and lean muscle. Her short wig was slightly crooked through, dark and wavy.  Her large oversized glasses were thick as a coke bottle, and the center bridged tapped together with ducktape that she stubbornly retapped them instead of buying new guys that her kids often begged her to replace.  As old as she was and despite the glasses, she was objectively pretty.  Her mix African and German heritage can be seen in her light cafe au light colored skin.  She had a warm husky laugh, that lit up her warm brown eyes and sassy personality that drew people to her and charmed everyone she came across.

3. Mrs. Crow was a short and squat woman.  All round curves and long and straight pretty wheat colored hair, and blue sparkling eyes.  She had a long Roman nose and a bright smile that did nothing to hide her slightly gapped tooth. She often wore colorful exotic looking tunics over long broomstick skirts that reached the bottom of feet. Today, with it, she wore her favorite strappy geeky sandals that poked a tiny bit out of the skirt.

4. Bruce walked into the store, with a jaunty walk that did have the bearing of a military man. He’s bald head and his dark brown skin seemed to shine in the bright daylight as he walked.  Bruce had a bit of a five of clock shadow that had long turned gray.  His beer gut slightly filling out his ‘I have no fucks to give’ t-shirt that he wore with his green camo pants, his white socks peeking out of his sandals.

Writing Exercise: Description #1

This exercise comes from the new book I found on Kindle Unlimited The Heart and Craft of Writing Compelling Description’ by Sharon M. Lippincott.  You should totally check it out, as I said in my earlier post it’s pretty fantastic for writers like me who have the damnest time trying to write a vivid yet precise description. 

Well, enough lollygagging. Here is the writing exercise:

Scan the room around you and find one specific item that catches your eye, then write about it. Describe it in an unusual way and strive to involve one or two senses. Find other things to describe until you covered all of your seneses at least a couple times in several variations. 


 

1.The tall bookcase stood in the corner in the room, well into my eyesight. It was a dark honey brown, the wood was smooth to the touch. There was a mix of hardback and paperback books were an organzied half hazard by size, biggest to the smallest. The spines differing in colors and fonts, and genres. A self-help book here, a book about mermaids there, and everything in between.  I opened one of the thick books, a book about herbs and I could smell the faint smell of ink and paper that always seemed to comfort me.

2. The licorice was long, tiny narrow stands of the confectionery tweet twisted together to form a larger thread, the threat felt sticky on my fingers. I tore one of the strands of the larger thread,  the strand was smooth and reminded me a bit of rubber, but as I popped the treat into my mouth my tastes buds  It was a bit tart, with a strange sweet aftertaste

Nose To The Grindstone

So no word count today. These last few days I have been editing. First the prologue and chapter 1 of Chain Reaction. Both are off to my beta DarkLadyEris who is currently whipping it into shape Now, I’m working on chapter 11 of FSOBE.  I still have to finishing that by the way. I have also noticed that now that my word count is up to 1k a day most days that my chapter word counts are getting longer.

Chapter 1 of Chain Reaction was almost 3k long and this latest chapter of FSOBE was 2.5k.  This is a lot when most of my usual chapters I have done are about 1-1.5k in length. So good on me for that.

Also recently, I have decided to work on my weak spots as a writer. Description.  I got a great writing exercise from my friend Jordan S. Brock and it’s going to be awesome when it comes to fight scenes. I actually have an illustrated book of martial moves that will diffidently come in hand for that.  I’m also working on description, I actually borrowed a book on Amazon Unlimited called ‘ The Heart and Craft of Writing Compelling Description by Sharon M. Lippincott about description and quite frankly it’s pretty brilliant. It gave me a lot of things to think about and writing exercises as well.

The book gave a wonderful idea about highlighting and taking snippets from the books I read  and inputting them into a word processor and using them as inspiration. Which is a great idea and I wish I had thought it up myself. It’s a wonderful way to learn writing and I already highlighted this book that I’m reading The Omega’s Secret Baby (Oceanport Omegas, #1) by Ann-Katrin Byrde which is by the title you already know it’s romance and mpreg romance to boot.  However, it is fanatically well written and compelling and I’m almost halfway through.

The thing is alternating POV between the two characters Matt and Elias and it’s in first person. I thought about doing first person, but organically my best POV is third person limited POV. It has the intimacy of first person without the hangups, and omnipresent is just too confusing for me sometimes.

Anyway, I’m off to bed you guys. I will talk to you later. I probably will be back to Chain Reaction tomorrow. So stay tuned for some teasers later on.  Ta Ta For Now!

ETA: So just after I finished proofreading this post who shall IM me, but my kickass beta DLE. So guess what I will be doing again tomorrow after I’m done with FSOBE? Yep! I will be editing for a third day in roll, but the good news for you guys there are diffidently more teasers ahead.

 

Writing Execrise: Transcribing Action Scenes

My biggest problem area as a writer is a description and that covers action and sex scenes. I tend to over describe and describe every body movement every action. Which can be annoying to a reader, which as a writer I’m trying avoid. My good friend author Jordan S.Brock gave me a suggestion of transcribing an action scene and try to make it interesting.

So I took this fight scene from John Wick Chapter 2. I found this clip on youtube and I hope that it is not too boring.  After this, I’m going to actually go to edit the Prologue and Chapter 1 of Chain Reaction.  So stay tuned for my writing log.


 

Unedited Verison: 6/18//2017

John Wick was limping down the escalator as fast as could, wincing at the pain in his arm as he cradled close to his chest. As he got closer to the subway, he spotted two men pointing their guns at him. He quickly pulled out his gun and shot the first man and then the other. The first man stumbled out of his crouched and lunged for John, John snatched the man arm and yanking it back to deliver, the man tried to punch John with his free hand but John ducked on the ground hit him with a rock solid punch to the groin. The man screamed and fell down onto his back.  John stabbed the man in the chest with a knife.

A tall bald black man walked down the escalator,  lifting his jacket he took his gun and took off the safety with a click. He walked off the escalator, his gaze darting around the subway.  He stops as he sees John crouched over the dead body of his attacker. John spots The African American man staring at him, he stumbles onto his feet.  John and the man stare at each other.  Not taking their eyes off each other they start walking towards each, both of their movements almost parallel to one another.

Once they are standing across from each other, John pulls out his gun, taking off the safety with an audible click. Suddenly, another subway train drives between blocking the view of one another.

The doors of the subway open and people start spilling onto the platform. The  African American walks inside the subway train.  On the other side of the subway train, John walks into the train and over the heads of the crowded train car John turns to see the African American man standing on the other end of the car.

Incredulously their eyes meet, and John turns, started to maneuver through the various people on the subway car. The subway stops, and more people spill out onto the platform. Eyes locked in a look of steely determination, they both make their way through the crowd of people exiting the subway car. Finally, they are face to face only a few hundred feet to one another. John finally turns to gaze around the other subway goers who seem to not be paying the weird tableau in any attention. Unattricuabouly as possible, John takes out his switch knife and flicks the knife on with a click.

TBC