Mattias & Jayne – Part One

Your first thought reading that title might have been “Why is this part one?” and if it was, good on you for catching that! Life has made my weekend a little more packed than I’d like and unfortunately, my writing suffered for it. It took me all weekend to come up with my character blurbs and they’re still a little rough. It’s still hard for me to write outside of my own personal style and mannerisms, so I probably tried too hard in a couple spots. That’s okay though – This whole experience is about making sure to practice and to have fun! With that out of the way, here are my two character summaries:


Light – Hearted, not too serious, happy. Resonant – introspective, intelligent, well spoken, knows what he wants. Charming – friendly, easily makes friends, knows what to say in most situations.

What do you like to do on a rainy day?

I like to sit on the back porch with a good novel and read for a couple of hours. If I’m outside, I like going for walks in the rain if I’m feeling active and stomp in the puddles like I used to as a kid. It’s the perfect weather for hot chocolate too! Inside or outside, that’s my drink of choice!

What is one weird or quirky thing about you?

I’ve never told someone that I hated them, because I don’t think I’ve ever felt hate before. I barely feel anger. I didn’t think that was strange when I was younger, but I’ve been told more than once that I’m too happy and it made me think about feelings a lot. I think it’s important to be introspective fairly often.

What was an event that shaped your life heavily?

When I was 11, over summer break, we found out that my younger brother had a lung disease that was pretty much incurable. It was incredibly hard on the whole family and the person who kept us all together was my brother. He would never let us see it when he was frightened. His humor was contagious and we spent more time smiling than crying because of him. It made me realize how important a good attitude was. I try and carry that attitude with me wherever I go.



Unequal – Prideful, unbalanced. Harsh – Overly aggressive, cold. Homeless – out of spite/pride/misguided sense of machismo.

What do you like to do on a rainy day?

I’d probably be at the library or a diner or something. I don’t wanna get soaked and the library lets you use those computers all day if you make a fuss. I don’t really care though.

What is one weird or quirky thing about you?

That’s a dumb question first off. If I had to answer though, I’d probably pick something about my desire to live without a house to shackle me down. The rolling stone gathers no moss, right? I like being free and people don’t get that.

What was an event that shaped your life heavily?

I don’t know. These questions are ridiculous. My dad’s ex used to flick her cigs at me when she got mad and she pushed me around a bit. Had to grow up quick in a dump like that. Is that touchy-feely enough for you? This is boring, so if we’re done….

Okay, so there you have it. I would say that trying to get into character was harder on Jayne’s questionnaire since he and I are less alike than Mattias. Also, I kept thinking of Jayne Cobb from Firefly and Serenity which didn’t make it any easier. If you’re a fan of the show and/or movie respectively, we’ll clearly get along. It didn’t help that the character in the show was pretty abrasive and harsh at times. It might help to use character references to base your character’s actions on. Observing someone act a certain way can help you write about it if you’re stuck. On the reverse of that, some could argue that it becomes a crutch if you never develop your own ability to make and interact with different types of characters so be wary! In the end, pick what works for you and make sure you’re comfortable with your characters.

I will be putting up part two – the interaction between Mattias and Jayne – tomorrow. As of right now, my plan is for it to be based around Mattias wanting to give Jayne some money and it not going as expected for either of them. I haven’t developed more than that, because I’ve been trying to practice impromptu writing instead of my normal “outline everything” mentality. This is being posted as of 12:06 on Monday morning so I was a tad bit of a liar when I said it would be posted on Sunday. I hope that as I iron the hiccups out in my routine, you all can bear with me! Thanks for being here and I’ll see you tomorrow…. ehhhh technically later today, but no one’s going to nitpick that right? Good, it’s settled then! Tomorrow it is!

It’s Thursday! Time for a Prompt!

Hello companions! I hope your week is wrapping up nicely and you’ve been feeling productive. If it makes you feel better about your various levels of productivity, I’ve had an iffy week – I just couldn’t get up the energy for a ‘gung ho kick butt’ kind of week. It’s important not to let that kind of stuff get you down and I have to remind myself of that fairly often. That aside, I want to introduce my next writing activity to you! I will be doing mine tomorrow or Saturday and WILL be posting it on Sunday. I’d say drumroll please, but who just carries around a big drum set just for this kind of setup? Now… I’ll have you know that joke was funnier in my head and after typing it, I cringed. However, we’re all friends here so I’m gonna leave it there for you to enjoy (you’re welcome). Moving right along to the rules!

  • Pick a random name [I used so shout out to them for being the first Google result. I went with first name only, but if you want to get full name-y, be my guest] – For me, it was Mattias.
  • Pick three adjectives [ is my google result – set the quantity to 3 instead of 12] – For me, they were light, resonant, and charming.
  • Thus far, I have created an individual named Mattias who is light, resonant, and charming (whatever that means). I’ve chosen to make this person male, but you can decide on their gender or nongender or even species if you enjoy animal or alien typed fantasy stories. (nudge, nudge – the point is to have fun, don’t forget!)
  • Ask this character these three (I was going to randomly generate those too, but I think you guys need a constant) questions:
    • What do you like to do on a rainy day?
    • What is one weird or quirky thing about you?
    • Pick one event that shaped your life heavily; what was it?
  • Make sure that each answer is at least a couple sentences. That is the brunt of the prompt. It seems simple at first, but you really need to try to understand the perspective of the person you are writing rather than your own. I know we often write from what we know, but it’s good to try and shift into other pairs of shoes. When answering these questions, answer them from the perspective of the character and try not to influence them from your own personal life as much as possible. This is their backstory we’re creating.
  • You can leave it there and pat yourself on the back for a job well done and I will be so happy and proud of you guys and I’d love to read some of your characters! ORRRRRRRR
  • You could play on hard mode and do it twice……. Having your characters meet in/at [INSERT YOUR CHOICE OF LOCATION HERE]. Write a one-page interaction between those two characters. This is harder since you have to be two separate people at the same time. You might already know how the conversation or interaction is going to go, but you can’t lead your characters too heavily. They have to be able to fall into a natural rhythm of their own. That doesn’t mean they have to be charming or get along – they can be awkward, angry, or just plain rude – but they shouldn’t be forced into a one-dimensional rapport just because it would be easy to do!

Now, I picked my first character in the course of explaining the instructions and I’m going to now pick a second one (I typed that and then went and made my selections hence the present tense): Jayne – unequal, harsh, homeless. I will be writing my answers to those three questions for both characters as well as a page-long interaction between them and I will post those on Sunday. This gives any of you fancy-pants readers out there a chance to do the same. Once again, feel free to comment or ask questions or message me with your submission. See you Sunday!

Three Word Wonders- Bear, Office, Page

Greetings everyone! This post is getting uploaded riding on the coattails of an enjoyable three day weekend (yay Labor day). I hope that you all had a great weekend and that you weren’t too upset that I hadn’t uploaded yet. If any of you wrote or started your stories this weekend, way to go! It’s always hard, but it’s worth it. If you want to share, I’d love to read some of them! As promised, here is mine:


As Theo stood outside the brawling circle, he thought about why he had agreed to this ridiculous plan. It would, without a doubt, get him killed. In a sense of wayward pride, he had agreed to serve as a Page to one of the knights in his region even though he was a few years past the age that they started training (13 to their 8). It hadn’t been his plan when he was forced to relocate to the Capital City, but it was happening and he needed to remember his place. His infernal pride was the only reason that he was up before the crack of dawn for the third day in a row, tired and bruised. His mentor, Lord Becker, knew that most knights trained pages in numerous arts, activities, and skills to round them out for an eventual graduation to squire and knight. His mentor also knew that most pages would be ahead of Theo in every regard, because of his age difference. Unfortunately, that training was not Lord Becker’s whim and so it did not happen.

If Theo had been given a choice of Lords to follow, Becker wouldn’t have been his first choice. He had a no-nonsense attitude that was jarring to say the least. He was known for his combat skills and not much else, but he was well-known and that mattered in this life. His trainees ended up fighting in Arenas more often then they ended up reaching knighthood, but he wasn’t breaking any rules so the Capital allowed it. Theo was startled out of his thoughts by the sound of a shrill whistle. The day’s training had begun…


*Six Years Later*


“I will never get used to this sight” Theo muttered quietly, looking up at the vaulted ceilings. The Palace of Capital City was one of the most intricately designed buildings in the entire Nation and many people came to the Capital just to see it. The ceiling stones were inlaid with flecks of metal that formed spiraling designs extending down the walls. His reason for being here, unfortunately, did not include gawking at the ceilings and soon he was called before the King.

Although he was busy, King Matheson took time to speak to all those who needed guidance from his Council. Most of these meetings took place in an ornate office to the side of the throne room so that participants may discuss their issues in private (or relative private considering that the King had a number of guards stationed with him to protect him from attack). Today’s meeting was held here before a small audience of Lords, Knights, and graduating members of the Knighthood. Theo would soon stand next to them as today was his Marking ceremony.

He walked forward to stand mere feet from his King, bowing as was customary, with his heart pounding. The King instructed Theo to kneel, starting the ceremony.  He had seen this ritual a dozen times before and could perform the rites in his sleep. Just as the King was about to begin his speech, a war horn sounded from far off. The soldiers and all but two knights ran to the main room, while the knights and knight-elect stayed behind to protect the King and Lords. Theo finally snapped out of his shock and turned, rising and drawing his sword in one motion. Before anyone could make it to the Palace doors, a dozen lightning bolts erupted from nothingness, arcing from person to person. Each person touched by the lightning vanished as if they had never been. The lightning bolts cracked out of existence without any more bodies to strike. The doors groaned as they swung inward.

Through the doors came six hulking men surrounding what Theo could only describe as a massive phantom bear. It had to be two to three times the size of a regular bear and was mostly see through with specks of light and swirling darkness intermittently flashing within it. The only comparable image that he could associate with it was the night sky, but even that could not hold a candle to the sight of roiling blackness within the creature. The men circled until they held the perimeter of the room between them. As they did this, the bear lumbered forward until it reached the center of the throne room. A deep echoing laugh rose up from within the creature, followed by a low voice.

As men fall before me and your world falters, would you draw steel across me? You protect avarice and pride, wrath and gluttony. Why not change the fates instead of falling before them?

No one else seemed to react and, with a jolt, Theo realized he was the only one who could hear the voice. He turned and looked at those behind him. He could see that everyone looked afraid, even the knights guarding the King. Why had he heard the voice when no one else had?

You are the only uncorrupted mind in this wretched hive. You believe as no one else believes. I would have you stand beside me instead of falling with the rest. You, as all the others I deem worthy, have a choice. Only six have chosen to follow me out of all the pure-hearted. Would you be my seventh son?

Without realizing it, Theo had wandered from the office, sword hanging limply from his hand. The voice was so powerful that he could not resist the urge to get closer. As he stared up at this great beast, he pondered the words. He had sworn loyalty to both his Lord and King until death took him to the Beyond. Would he break that oath for a phantom? Could he break that oath? As he pondered this, he stared into the swirling darkness before him. He could see himself in those stars, strong and immortal. He realized what power he would be given if he stood beside this phantom-god. Almost as quickly, the images faded.

“I must decline”, Theo declared loudly. Tightening his grip, he raised his sword and began speaking the rites of Knighthood under his King. “I swear to follow my King through this life and into the next and I sw-”

YOUR OATH IS SETTLED! The bear swung its paw, straight through him. Looking down, he saw where the bear had touched, his body was crumbling. Instead of pain, he felt relief. As his body fell, he heard a small whisper in his mind, just before he faded completely.


A hard choice, and yet the right one. I will see you soon young one.


I hope you all enjoyed my story. I was trying to keep it short since my writing tends to take a turn for the long if I let myself run away with a story. I didn’t have a plan when I sat down to write it, so my plot formed as I went along and I wasn’t quite sure how it was going to end until I got there. This was an uncomfortable experience for me since I usually write with an outline, but it was good practice and I’m thinking I should do more of these.

If you have any critiques, questions, or comments, just let me know! Any advice you want to give, would be received happily and any advice you’d like from me will be imparted just as happily. I will have another post up on Thursday. That one will be the setup for this weekend’s writing and some musings. Stay well everyone!