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Happy April!

Good morning everyone,

I say good morning, but it may be later in the evening when I actually post this entry. I am currently typing it out on my phone, in my car, ten minutes before work starts.

Some minor updates, I was out of town for the entire first week of April working at a conference. I haven’t had the chance to do a whole lot of writing in recent months. I’m both itching to start revising my last novel and working on a new one. The hardest part as always is getting started and keeping that momentum going.

We also just celebrated my dad’s 69th birthday over the weekend! He had a lot of fun, he loves his chocolate cake.

Another fun thing that happened recently was that I picked up an old mechanical typewriter at Goodwill. It’s a Smith Corona Galaxie Deluxe. The fact that it was called a Galaxie made in instant call out to me. Luckily in terms of functioning, it has been working nearly flawlessly. It just needed some heavy cleaning and a new ribbon of ink.

It is my first time really using a typewriter, and it is so much fun to type on. It requires a lot of pre-thought that I don’t normally have when typing on a computer. I’ve mostly been using it for short notes and letters, but yesterday I decided to try starting some actual story writing. See the attached photo for a peek.

Typewriter with a page

Its both freeing and limiting to type on it. On one hand, I am not constantly looking at word count(though I do have to make sure I don’t go off the page). However, I have to make sure that I know what I’m typing, otherwise I end up with blocks of strikes out words and so on. In that way it is a lot slower, though seeing a physical page with your words typed out appear in front of you makes it worth the extra effort.

Well I better actually get to work before I get in trouble! Thank you all for reading!

Oh and a shoutout to my writing buddy Alexander Vailencourt for reminding me to not go over thirty days without posting!

Frett dooodlee

D&D Character Backstory

Hi everyone,

Today I have something a little different. My wonderful SO, whom also drew the doodle of my character above, and I were talking about making up backstory for our Dungeons and Dragons characters. So, I thought it would be fun to write a quick little introduction for my character. Up until this point he only had a few traits. A Tiefling, bard, with some magic spells, and a pet donkey named Brad. In true pantser style, I wrote the whole thing in under an hour without any further planning. Since I have yet to show any writing, I thought it would be fun to share. It is pretty random and silly but that’s kind of what our group dynamic is.

 

Frett the Bard and Brad the Donkey

Hi, my name’s Frett and I’m a bard. I travel from village to village playing shows, and trying to become the best musician this world has ever known! That may be a little over-ambitious but Brad’s always told me if I want to be a star I should aim for the stars. Oh, that’s right, Brad is my companion, my manager, and my mentor. He’s also a donkey. According to him, he was once a famous Oscar-winning actor, whatever that means, in some other universe before being reincarnated into this world.

 

My story begins several years ago in a small village near an active volcano, not the safest place for a village, I know. The village and the mountain it was on were known across the land for its concentration of extremely rare minerals and precious metals. It was especially lucrative for our village, being mosty Tieflings, we could stand the heat where no other species could. So for generations our village mined and sold the finest materials on this side of the Bearavo River.

 

I’d always expected to become a miner myself at some point, as was expected of my family lineage. However, one thing set me apart from the others in the village. I loved music. Now, I’m not saying the rest of them didn’t enjoy music, but for me it was something special. When I was younger a traveler came through the village looking to trade for some precious metals. He was a salesman but also a novice bard. It was the first time I’d ever seen a musical instrument. It had a large wooden body, larger than even my own at the time, and several tightly wound strings. The sounds it made were like the voices of the celestials. Not that I’d ever actually met a celestial.

 

My parents saw my interest and to their later dismay, convinced the man to part with his instrument and teach me how to play it in exchange for a discount in the materials he needed. As if blessed by the deities themselves, I was absolutely terrible at it. However, that did not discourage me one bit, for I practiced everyday. In the mornings and in the evenings, the sound of my song could be heard throughout the village. Eventually, I became quite adept at playing songs and creating them. My lute became a part of myself. While they suffered quite a bit in the early years, the villagers came to quite enjoy my music.

 

Sadly, I eventually came of age where I needed to start working in the mines. It was grueling work but I did learn quite a bit. While music didn’t come as naturally to me, I did have a knack for certain spells. Including healing and some low level fire and ice spells that were fairly useful in the depths of the mines. However, music was still my first love and it broke my heart to not be able to play as much as I once had.

 

Before heading to work one day, I decided I would not go without my beloved instrument any longer. So, I took it with me into the mines and began to play whenever I had a few moments to spare. During our breaks the other miners would gather around as I sung songs of far away lands and heroes of old. At the time I believed it was the closest I’d ever get to fame, and honestly, may have been okay with that. The happiness and energy I was bringing to my fellow miners and what they were feeding back to me was something I’d longed for. Then one day the foreman showed up.

 

What sort of awful things could have happened to make a man so bitter as to despise the joy of others. “If you ever bring that thing back into these mines, I’ll have you removed from them permanently.” The other miners turned away and went back to work. Not that I truly blame them, the mines were the only way to make a living in this village and no one wanted to risk losing that.

 

“Hey Kid,” a voice called out to me. “You’ve got talent, and it’s wasted down here in these mines.” My eyes wandered the cavern but the other miners had all disappeared into the tunnels. “Over here,” he called out. A short gray donkey, packed with supplies and a small wagon appeared in the light of the fire.

 

“Did you just speak?” It was the first time I’d ever spoken with an animal and I was quite confused.

 

“I did,” he responded. “That thing in your arms belongs in a mineshaft as much as you do.”

 

“Meaning… Not at all?” I asked.

 

He nodded his head and sniffed loudly. “That’s right. Get outta here, go share your gift with the world.”

 

Somehow the words of that donkey telling me to follow my dreams sparked something deep inside of my heart. If this wasn’t a sign of bigger things to come I don’t know what is. “You’re right, mister donkey.”

 

“Call me, Brad.”

 

“You’re right, Brad. I’m going to become a musician and bring my songs to the world.” I turned back and looked at him. “You should come with me.”

 

He tilted his head. “It’s been a while since I’ve been in show business but it sounds a lot better than spending the rest of my life hauling ore to the surface.”

 

I grinned and unhooked the wagon from his back. “Let’s go,” I said, removing my helmet and tossing it to the ground.

 

“So, Brad and I left the village with what little possessions we had and set off on the journey to become famous. That’s how we ended up here. “

 

The girl sitting across from me at the table sipped her drink nodded slowly. “Thanks for the backstory but all I asked was why there is a donkey in the tavern…”

 

Look at that, I can write a thousand words in an hour! Are they good words? I don’t know, but it’s a start. Thanks for reading!