Rissa Renae

Author of Teen Paranormal Fiction

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Autumn on the West Coast

As you may know from a previous post, we packed up the family in July and moved from the foothills of the Canadian Rocky Mountains to settle in the foothills of the North Shore Mountain range–aka the greater Vancouver area.

We expected many things to be different after moving from prairie country, and I personally have been most excited to welcome fall. The Alberta prairies are dry, and whether that contributes to the limited diversity of the boreal forest, I’m not sure. All I know is that autumn in Alberta is yellow due to the trembling aspen and poplar trees.

Trembling aspen in the fall.

However here in Vancouver, we have a wider variety of trees and a wider colour palette for fall. The variety of maple trees lend bright reds and oranges, and there are even sherbet coloured trees of which I have yet to learn the names.

No idea what these trees are but they look like orange sherbet.

To break it down, the colours on this side of the mountains are gorgeous!

Daily walkies with Mochi take us through a rainbow of foliage.

Adventures to go grocery shopping or to visit stores offer up bright colours.

A burst of red on a residential street.

It’s just so “not Alberta” over here, from getting more daylight in the fall months to weeks of endless rain and mist. The sun is definitely a rarity on the west coast.

Our existing family here warned us that fall and winter were wet and rainy, and we are experiencing that. The river is running high and swift in time for salmon spawning season. That’s our next “local” attraction to check out.

A sign posted by a river where salmon spawn.

And, I dunno… I still haven’t seen a bear, but I’m not too disappointed aboutthat.

As always, fall means Halloween in Canada (our Thanksgiving is also in October, but is quickly trumped by all the ghosts and ghoulies). With Halloween right around the corner, that means a few things for me.

First off, next month is NaNoWriMo. This will be my 11th year in a row participating… 11 years! In those years, I’ve published 3 novels and have another 3 in the waiting room . This year I hope to add a book #4 to the waiting room by completing the first book in a fantasy series I’ve been actually planning and not pantsing.

This aptly named bigleaf maple leaf is bigger than my head!

And secondly, while I’m pounding away at that 50,000 word goal, I’d like the 4th book in my Rose Cross Academy series to be visiting with my editor to get polished up for self publishing early next year.

Aaaaand third-ly, if you’re a big epic fantasy nerd like me, you’ll know November 19th is when the first three episodes of Robert Jordan’s The Wheel of Time series comes out on Amazon Prime. I’ve got my popcorn, my angreal, and my Black Ajah shawl all ready for the occasion!

November will be busy, but it’s a good kind of busy. I’m also curious to see how the seasons play out on this side of the Rockies. By Halloween, Calgary would already have had snow falling for a couple weeks. Halloween costumes are typically worn over snow suits or multiple layers. This year in Vancouver, we’re expecting a balmy +13 (about 55F), just warm enough to keep the snow suits and thermals at bay.

New Westminster Quay in autumn.

And thus the countdown begins. Four more days to go until November!

Is anyone else participating in NaNoWriMo this year? What are your plans for that month-long session of keyboard pounding? Good luck on all your endeavours and I hope to see you soon!

– Rissa.

A Change of Scenery – Moving

I think we can mostly agree that COVID-19 has changed the landscape of the modern workplace. Whether that be office work, service work, or health and safety, where we work has changed. For me, the biggest change was going from working eight-to-five in an office to working eightish-to-sometime-in-the-evening hours from home.

For about thirteen months starting in 2020, Real Life Rissa (that’s me!) worked from home at an I.T. job in the Alberta environmental services sector. During these thirteen months, I went through various hardships, from dealing with a bloom in my anxiety, to struggling with immigration to the U.S. for my family, and the death of a family pet.

At least my home office had a great backdrop!

Then my husband’s company was acquired, and his job situation went into flux.

Then my company was acquired, and my job situation went into flux.

Then the capitol riots happened in Washington, D.C.

Over the span of a few months, our emotions went from “What are we going to do?” to “Okay, we better do something fast!”

The only good thing about lockdown was the daily walks.

Low-and-behold, the hubs settled into a new job with a real estate company that wanted him to work out of their Vancouver office in the lower mainland of British Columbia. Now, if you know me, you’ll know my family and Vancouver go way back. Naturally we jumped at the opportunity to relocate from the prairies to the west coast.

We sold all but one property in Alberta to afford the move to the Vancouver area. It’s frickin’ expensive to live on the west coast, but we squeaked into a new development in Coquitlam, one of the tri-cities of metro Vancouver. We secured a deposit on a temporary rental until construction on our townhouse complex could be completed.

We had the best view from the breakfast nook year-round.

Now, we knew well beforehand that we’d be moving from an estate home just under 3,000 sq-ft to a cozy little 900 sq-ft apartment for the next nine months of our lives. A sacrifice we were all willing to make to live in one of our dream destinations. And sacrifice we did.

About a month into moving plans, we lost our Boo. She had been battling untreatable kidney problems for years, and they all came to the inevitable end in June. I got to hold my Boo for one last time before the vet sent her off to that big scratching post in the sky one sunny afternoon.

She will forever be my favourite co-author.

So it seemed losing my country view and awesome writing space was suddenly no big deal. I had to believe we would make new memories in Coquitlam, we’d inherit a new view, and we’d adopt another cat.

At the end of July once all the frustrations of selling multiple properties finally worked out, we packed up the SUV (and boy did we pack the SUV) and hit the road.

Just enough room for 3 yahoo’s and a Shiba.

After battling through the height of fire season in BC and Alberta, three days later, we rolled in to our rental in Coquitlam and got a serious dose of reality.

A travelapse of our move to BC

We thought we had donated or sold enough of our belongings to downsize into our apartment, but three storage units and one crowded living space later, we came to realize just how much stuff we really owned. Fifteen years of accumulation . . .

It’s like one of those hidden objects game. Can you find the Shiba?

We’ve been here for about 2 months now and have settled in (not to mention organized a bit). Now that the relocation is complete, I’m hoping to dive back into my writing.

Although my main concern should be publishing The Rose Cross Academy book #4, I’ve had a sudden creative streak that’s put my time towards yet another WIP. That’s three I have going, now. And each one demands a different corner of my already crowded brain. I prefer to write whatever’s in my head so I don’t loose any ideas, but I’m also a year behind on my 4th Book. COVID certainly didn’t help with that.

With NaNoWriMo fast approaching, I’m counting on that being the kick in the pants I need. I want to get my 4th book off to my editor before November so I can focus on NaNo. 2020 was the first year I didn’t complete the month-long writing challenge, so this will be a redemption year for me!

Alrighty. So now that I’ve dusted off the ol’ blog, it’s time to get back to some writing!

I hope the last year has treated you well. Stay healthy everyone!

  • Rissa

RCA Book 4 Cover Reveal

Well, it’s been a trip! Ya know, working from home for over a year now, I thought I would have accomplished so much more by now. Instead, I feel like I’m at least a full year behind my own publishing schedule on my first published series, The Rose Cross Academy.

That’s not to say I haven’t been writing at all since COVID hit. Just the opposite, actually. I just haven’t been writing a singular story. I’ve been writing four.

Bad writer!

But the fourth book in my Rose Cross Academy YA series is coming along, mostly because I’m forcing myself to sit down and work on it several times a week. It’s tough to do, especially when my other works are drumming at my brain. So yes, I must force myself to work on RCA.

With that self-imposed slave labour, I have conquered the self-edit in about half of the book, I think I have completed about 85% of the novel, and most recently I have nailed down the cover art.

Tah dah!

With the fourth book in the series, I’m continuing on with the “mirror” silhouette.

I split previous covers between Above and Below. The top portion of the ‘reflection’ so far has always represented Above, or the human world. The bottom portion has always represented Below, the demon world. I made this choice because much of the novels took place in one of these two realms.

Up until this installment.

In the fourth book, Blood & Water, a location known as the Bastion takes a more prominent role in moving the characters and plots around. In this cover, the human world portion of Above is replace by a scene from the Bastion.

The Bastion

As I’ve mentioned before, I modeled the Bastion after the Ukrainian city of Pripyat, a city evacuated after the Chernobyl disaster. When the population of Pripyat abandoned the city, the buildings, the bus terminals, and even the amusement park had been abandoned as they were.

One of the creepiest aspects of this ghost town is the amusement park, so much so that Pripyat and the amusement park have been featured in movies and video games. I added the amusement park into the landscape of the Bastion, but not just because it’s spooky. The amusement park plays a role in the fourth book, and as such I feature it on the cover.

Below

My stand in for the demon world, Below is a world much like our own. Just inhabited by creatures you wouldn’t want to find under your bed.

As June Bae, the main character of the series, flees false persecution from the Rose Cross Academy, he teams up with the Faust brothers and travels through Below—the demon world known as Eops. Throughout the series, Below has always carried a negative connotation. In this installment, Below will provide the only safe haven for much of the cast.

When Elan Zeal, our troublesome antagonist, kidnaps one of the Fausts, the remaining brothers, Petra, and June take refuge in an abandoned tavern in the forests in order to organize their rescue mission. This tavern, which I modeled after an old Victorian-style house in my city, serves as their home base and thus deserved a place on the cover.

Each cover also featured splash of colour to break up the monotony of the black-and-white art. For Blood & Water, I chose green … mostly because I had already used red and blue on the other covers.

This is also the second cover designed 100% by me with my own catalogue of images, whereas the previous two used the silhouettes of Vancouver and Washington, D.C. used under license from Shutterstock.

So, let me know what you think! I’m really hoping to get back on a proper schedule with this novel, and then start churning out my other works in good order.

Until next time!

– Rissa

I wrote everyday in January. Here’s what happened.

Strange things happen when you make a goal and stick with it. I can’t believe it took me ten years to figure this out!

The Backstory

When I set my New Year’s writing resolution for 2021, I vowed to write every day this year. I would allow myself to “skip” days only in extreme or special circumstances. Seemed simple enough.

Then, well-established crafter of words, Brandon Sanderson, released a video explaining how one could write a book a year just by writing every day. Totally coincidental, but this hit home so hard for me that I had to write about my experience doing just that in January: writing everyday.

January in Review

I’m happy to announce I only missed one day in January (and that’s because we suddenly had to buy a car… long story, totally uninteresting) Other than that day, I buckled down and committed. Every day I wrote.

Truth be told, some days were easier than others, some days were a challenge altogether. Some days it took me literally hours to write two paragraphs.

But I wrote.

Even when I wanted to throw an adult temper tantrum . . . even when I had to take a drink every time I churned out a sentence . . . even when I spent more time delaying the inevitable by cleaning, or making another coffee, or forcing the dog to play (no joke!), I wrote.

The first week was a breeze. I’ve got this, I thought. I’ve done NaNoWriMo for nine years in a row. I’ve got this!

Wanna be my writing buddy? I’m RissaRenae!

The second week was a bit of a slog, but not too difficult. The writing quality took a hit, but still, I wrote.

The third week suck-didily-ucked.

But the fourth week. Eureka! Something clicked. Suddenly writing every day wasn’t like a chore. Suddenly I was cranking out 700-2,500 words a sitting as opposed to my measly 200-400.

So What Happened?

I developed better writing habits.

  • I turned off my phone and my tablet. At times, I disabled the wi-fi on my laptop.
  • I beat the sh*t out of my internal editor and told them to shut the eff up!
  • I didn’t worry about writing “crappy” sentences. I just wrote.
  • I became a willing participant in my ‘write every day’ goal.
Image courtesy Imgflip‘s Meme Generator

I became a willing participant in my ‘write every day’ goal.

  • Throughout the day, I would think about the scene I wanted to write.
  • I stopped procrastinating and distracting myself with other work—cleaning, organizing, etc.
  • I set aside a specific time and dedicated that time to writing for one hour.

I stopped seeing writing as ‘work’ and turned it in to ‘fun.

  • I didn’t stick to one story. I mix-and-matched.
  • I allowed myself to write whatever-the-heck I wanted, even if it would never make it into a novel. (I even dabbled in Romance.  Ooooh, the forbidden genre!)
  • I found music and other inspirations to keep things interesting.
Image courtesy Imgflip‘s Meme Generator

As I’m writing this blog post, I have an ATEEZ dance mix playing on YouTube to keep things peppy and interesting.

What did I accomplish?

For months since pandemic lock down started in Canada, I’ve been in a creative rut. My next novel was supposed to come out at the end of 2019. Now I’m aiming for winter of 2021, a full two year delay! Ugh!

I got stuck in the middle of the novel while getting my characters to a critical turning point in the plot. I had written that plot point already, I had gotten my characters out, I had them suffer the consequences already. But getting them to that point had me throwing adult temper tantrums.

So for January, I was hell-bent on getting over this hump! It’s not like this point in the story was boring, far from it. Something in my brain kept me from writing this transition. So when I sat down to pound keys on Jan-One, I was determined to complete this scene, even if it was complete garbage.

And I did!

As I worked through my road blocks, the ideas started flowing. I hoped in January I could complete 3 chapters in my Fourth Book, and I did that and more. I figured out plot points in my epic fantasy, I reworked issues in a sci-fi/speculative fiction I had been writing. As January came to a close, I had written close to 9,000 words. Sure, that’s no NaNo, but I thoroughly impressed myself!

January writing progress as recorded in my bullet journal.

Plans for the Future?

Now that I know my crux and how to get past it, I think this write-every-day thing is gonna be a breeze.

If I could give one piece of advice that I’ve learned, it is this:

Even if it sucks, just write it. You can’t edit a blank page.

Rissa renae

Until next post!

– Rissa

2021 Resolutions

Before we begin, a little song . . .

Image from Imgflip

More on that later.

As we kiss 2020 goodbye (more like kick its sorry ass out the door), 2021 has a head start on being a better year for the simple fact that it’s a new year. We won’t get into the deets on why, that’s already been established. With a new year comes new chances, new adventures. And the dreaded New Year’s Resolutions.

To cut to the chase, this year I vow to write everyday—be it a sentence, a paragraph, an entire chapter. Every day I will write. Something. Even if it’s garbage. Even if it has nothing to do with anything.

At times, my writing may closely resemble this. (L, Death Note)

I vow I will write for ten minutes every day in 2021.

I will allow myself to break this resolution only in extreme circumstances—illness, special occasion, my birthday. This should be an easy resolution to keep. Every night I have my computer on my lap (I guess that’s why they call it a lap-top, duh). There is nothing keeping me from opening a new document and spilling out the digital equivalent of word vomit. Resolution met!

Read More

It’s gonna cost me precious writing time, but I’m gonna read more than I do already. I typically go through a book a month. I’m no marathon reader, for sure. This year, I’m going to try to double that.

So to meet that, what’s the first thing I did? I splurged. I bought myself a monthly subscription to a book box. I’m a bit bummed to see only YA available in monthly boxes, at least those that will ship to Canada at a reasonable price. So my monthly sub will provide my YA fix, and my monthly trip to the book store will have to continue to provide my Fantasy fix.

I chose FairyLoot‘s monthly subscription box, approx $36/month USD. Image owned by FairyLoot.

Dream More

80% of my ideas come in those long hours it takes me to fall asleep at night. Insomnia’s kinda a jerk that way. Since the pandemic began and I’ve been relegated to the confines of my house for medical reasons, my anxiety has shot through the roof. As a result, I’ve sometimes refused to dream up ideas for my novels.

This year, I’m going to throw that out the window. That is because I’ve figured out why I refused to dream. Fear. I was afraid that if I dreamed up a really good idea, I wouldn’t be able to write it. Working from home during the day means just that—I need to focus on the real world. I’ve learned that’s much easier to do in an office environment, but takes an effort at home where there are so many distractions.

Image from Imgflip

My number one fear was getting a great idea and either shrugging off work to write it (and risk losing my job) or doubling-down on work and forgetting the idea completely.

Then I realized something.

Admitting my fear was the first step to getting out of this writing rut! From there, I could only go up. So once I get to spewing out the word vomit, I figure I also need to take care of the stuff I’ve already written.

Edit More

I have two novels that need to get out the door. They’re in rough draft-mode. I need to get them through self-edited mode and out the door to venture into the world of The Professional Editor. Dun-dun-dun.

Editing, especially the professional stage of the art, is something I’ve come to figure out is more like smoothing out the icing on the cake. It’s not meant to be hurtful or painful. It’s not meant to feel like you wrote a piece of crap. I’ve come to realize that I’m great at spilling out a story—I can mine the gems but I can’t polish them. That’s what my editor is for—polishing up the chunks I’ve dug out of my mind and organized onto paper, digitally speaking.

I need to get those novels out the door, and they won’t get anywhere until they’re edited. So above and beyond my reading and writing resolutions, I will also edit my novels and get them out into the world to be come grown-up novels.

Pay Attention to my Muse(s) More

Okay, okay. That is not grammatically correct, but nothing in my mind is. Least of all, my muses. And of those, I have an army.

My army’s not as cool as the survey corps from Shingeki no Kyoujin / Attack on Titan, but close. Image owned by Hajime Isayama and Kodansha

Now, I’d like to think my army of muses is well-put together, mildly behaved, and perhaps just a little introverted. But in reality, they’re just as messed up as I am—prone to silliness, absent-minded, and definitely less mature than they should be.

One of the things I need to learn is how to organize my army into a strategic, plot-killing armada. When writing, I often pull out one muse at a time, put them through hell, and then put them back in their cage. I’m not too good with making them work together. Each muse is a one-man/woman-show. If my army is gonna write a novel, we all have to work together.

Team work! Gif found on Tenor.com

I suppose that means I need to start with organizing my own brain first. I’m far too obsessed with making lists, organizing things, and putting pen to paper. This is exactly the opposite of my pantser tendencies, and I’m fairly certain I do this just to procrastinate. So that leads me on to my last goal.

Ease up on the journalling

I have five writing journals. FIVE! I’m certain they’re enabling my procrastination and lack of actual writing. This year, I’m going to retire three of them and allow myself two: my reading planner and my writing-journal-slash-bullet-journal.

I’m keeping my reading planner as a way to organize my reading. If you’re interested in one, you can find one in your local book store, or download templates for free with a simple internet search. This planner is something I couldn’t come up with on my own (that, and I just love the quality of a mass-market planner).

I’m using OwlCrate’s 2021 Reading Planner, $14.99 on OwlCrate.com

I’m also keeping one of my writing journals for the sake of jotting down ideas when I get them. This journal will also double as my bullet journal to track my day-to-day. Keeping my writing journal whittled down will force me to type out more of my thoughts rather than writing them out by hand. I have so many ideas stuck in my journals that organizing them and typing them out is taking away from my actual writing time.

I use Jingu Stationery’s “Sakura Cat V3” journal, $17.99 on AliExpress

Keep up with the Wiki

This one was a pleasant surprise for me. Although 2020 was the first year in a long time I didn’t complete NANOWRIMO, I did keep the wiki on my latest WIP alive and growing. One of the hurdles of picking up an old work and continuing it was trying to figure out what the heck I was doing in the first place. What is this character’s motivation? Why did I make this bird talk? Was Number Five really the shooter on the Grassy Knoll?

Netflix‘s The Umbrella Academy‘s writers are amazing!

When I kept my wiki up-to-date, I found I wasn’t back-tracking as much to figure out what in the world I was thinking when I wrote scenes or chapters. It was also a place to keep track of the little details, like eye colour. As I wrote my scenes, I’d take notes on the purpose of the chapter, where I wanted to go, and any little Chekhov’s Guns that may need to be fired somewhere down the storyline.

I use an open-source product called wikidPad, available at SourceForge, which I think I’ve mentioned before. I believe there’s a scaled-down Android version but I haven’t used it. In any case, I love it to pieces. In place of my library of notebooks, I’m going to strive to use my wiki more often. Keeping things digital instead of analog will be a challenge in itself as I love writing things by hand. My pens and pencils will need to take a break this year.

Wrap it all Up

Finally, since I’m putting all my eggs in one digital basket—aka my computer—I’ll need that most important of regiments, the backup. With a Gmail account, that’s easy. Google Drive is an easy place to drop off files I’ve been working on. With that I need to keep in mind that Google’s cloud storage isn’t infinite as they’ve recently implemented an inactivity trigger.

My Android tablet will serve as a secondary back up and will also double as a portable version of my works should I find myself stuck in . . . well, I dunno. In the “new normal” will we still be allowed to loiter in doctor’s offices and watch our children in karate classes? Those are questions for future me. For now, I’ll consider that as a ‘piece of mind’ back up.

I’ll set a schedule for these backups. Depending on how much I write, I’ll backup to the cloud at least once a week and backup to my tablet once a month. Backups won’t be limited to just my word files. I’ll back up my wiki and any Photoshop files I have on the go, such as cover art ideas and maps—betcha didn’t know I do my own cover art! Five years in website design before my current adventure in environmental services has taught me well.

Have you set your goals for 2021 yet? My advice would be to not go all-out. Start small. Make a small goal you know you can meet every day or every week. Write ten words a day, or write for ten minutes a day. Do ten sit ups a day or exercise for ten minutes a day. Small things. Baby steps. I find if my goals are too big they start to feel like work and obligations. My inner teenager rebels against those societal strangulations outside of my adult world and actual paying job, in which I thrive on deadlines and obligations.

Work-life balance, right? Or maybe real world, fantasy world balance fits better.

Until next time!

– Rissa

Go Home 2020, You’re Drunk

Well.

Here we are.

The end of 2020.

Let’s see. We had horrible murder hornets, horrible fires in Australia, horrible police shootings, horrible explosions, and presidents acting like horrible children.

Oh yeah, and that coronavirus thing.

With 2020 coming to a close (thankfully), I’ would like to hope I can look back on 2020 and say I’ve accomplished much. Well, you know what they say about hope, right?

In Canada, we were put into lockdown in March. Overnight, my “office job” became my “couch job”. That’s okay, though. I’m used to computer-ing on the couch. After all, this is where I’ve written and published my first three novels. Going off the fact Shakespeare wrote some of his best works while in quarantine during the bubonic plague, I thought I should at least be able to get my fourth novel out the door. Right?

Right??

Me and my workspace (aka, my couch)

Well, here it is December. I literally have not been into my office in nine months, and I’m not joking. My corner of Canada has been in strict lockdown to the point where we can be fined or even sent to jail for having a Christmas party. (Again. No joke). I leave my house for essentials only, because if crowds gave me the willies before COVID, they are a frickin’ hive of pestilence and disease now! Amazon has become my shopping destination of choice, food delivery apps keep the family from eating each other, and walking the dog is like a get-out-of-jail-free card.

I’ve been stuck at home for nine f’ing months, and what have I written?

Ten virtual cookies if you know this meme!

Well, I shouldn’t be too hard on myself. Given the state of the world, my anxiety has been through the roof. Although the dreaded panic attacks have been few, and the ocular migraines have been even fewer, I have developed mild claustrophobia. There have been those heart-pounding times where I’ve gotta get the crap outta the house or I’ll suffocate. Thankfully Mochi loves extra walkies. And I think she also knows when I’m having my moments because she gets super cuddly. We’ll snuggle on the couch and watch Netflix until I calm down. Of course, now she’s so used to getting pets and cuddles while I’m working, she thinks she can have them whenever she wants. So, we’re still learning.

Why work when you can pet me?

I have managed to start a new series—a fantasy series I’m planning on crafting into a multi-book epic fantasy set in a world that underwent an industrial revolution, promptly started a war, then lost all that revolutionary knowledge. The kicker is everyone can use magic in some form or another. Crafting that world has kept me busy. I’d say this is steampunk The Wheel of Time meets Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire.

My “trapped in a video game” novel has also received some love over the endless months of lockdown. I’m thinking of splitting it into two books . . . more of a “Video Game Novel, Part I” and “Video Game Novel, Part II” sort of deal, since the point where the manuscript breaks into the next novel by no means makes a cohesive story, nor does it allow the first “book” to tie up any plot threads. The manuscript is creeping up on 300K words. Seeing what my 120K YA novel looked like coming out of KDP, a novel at 300K would not only be a door stop, but a ridiculous doorstop at that. I got this idea from SAO and Alice in Borderland manga’s (Netflix has a live action adaptation of Alice, so you should go watch it RIGHT NOW!) Same premise as both: players are stuck in a game while the game is trying to kill them.

I’m a purist, so you get the Japanese trailer. Ha!

And the third novel I’m working on outside of my published series . . . well, how do I explain this one? I got the idea from a music video, of all things, and in all truth, the music video has nothing to do with the novel. I’d describe this idea as Pacific Rim meets Mad Max. (Like I said, nothing to do with the video… which bee-tee-dubs is NCT 127’s Superhuman). There’s the “giant robots” element of Pacific Rim, the post-apocalyptic collapse of society elements of Mad Max, and they’re all tied together by, who else, the United States military.

Yeah, work those welder’s gloves, Haechan!

I have, of course, been working on my 4th novel like a good little writer. The cover design is coming along, and the story itself is 75% written. About 50% of that has been self-edited, and primed and pretty for my editor to utterly destroy.

All the pieces I need are here. The real hurdle is finding the motivation. Lately it’s not so much a question of me just sitting down and writing, it’s more a question of wanting to write. Some days, I look at the file names and throw an adult temper tantrum because I just don’t want to write! The good thing is, tho, when I do manage to sit down an write, I pump out 10K-20K in a day. I go into ‘go away, leave me alone, I’m writing’ mode. Now I just need to figure out how to get more of the motivations and less of the temper tantrums.

With the holidays fast approaching, I think I’ll ask Santa for a streak of creativity and perhaps a strong cup of coffee. I hope that’s not asking too much of the jolly ol’ man. After all, there will be no milk and cookies to be had, at least in Canada. Sharing food is now taboo even though COVID isn’t a food-borne illness.

Until next time, keep bundled safely in your homes and keep your “social distance”. After all, people are scary when it’s NOT a pandemic. Or maybe that’s just my anti-social-ness talking.

Happy Holidays!

– Rissa

Creating a Hard Magic System

The classification of magic into “hard” and “soft” systems was conceived by award-winning author (and author of my second-favourite series!) Brandon Sanderson. He theorized that magic fell into two general forms

1. Soft magic, where magic just exists and is loosely explained (like the Force in Star Wars, and Tolkien’s magic system in his Lord of the Rings series)

2. Hard magic, where magic and its wielder must adhere to rules and restrictions, with consequences if those rules aren’t followed (like alchemy in the Fullmetal Alchemist series, and bending in the Avatar: the Last Airbender series).

In short, hard magic is defined but predictable, soft magic is ambiguous but unreliable. Neither system is better than the other as long as it fits into the world you’re building. Think of how boring it would be if Luke Skywalker had to pause mid-light-sabre-duel to chant up a conjuring of the Force, or how uninteresting it would be for Edward Elric to transmute his often hilarious weapons from thin air and not topple a building in the process?

In my current series, The Rose Cross Academy, I use a hard magic system based on alchemy, but the system is not used as heavily as in most fantasy novels. In my world, the story centres on the war brewing between humans and demons. The magic system is a tool used occasionally to help the students of the Academy through obstacles.

The students are limited to transmuting only certain weapons. Higher-level alchemy, such as raising barriers or exorcising demons, must be done by way of a mote—a pre-concocted spell meant to do one task and one task only, such as exorcising demons using fire.

The transmutation abilities of the students of the Rose Cross Academy are used as tools for their day-to-day, but the magic system is not the underlying story. That will be different for my next series.

In my next series, I want magic to be the underlying struggle in the world I’m building. Magic and how it’s used or abused sparks tension, war, and eventually destroys an entire civilization. In order to achieve that, I came to the conclusion I needed a hard magic system versus a soft magic system. Breaking rules and going beyond limitations will be what incites the struggle in my next world.

The challenge I face: since my last hard magic series served only to arm my characters with weapons and not drive the story, I had to essentially start from the ground up with my next magic system. In my adventures doing so, I’ve learned a few things along the way I though I should share. But before we get to that, let’s look at how an improperly executed magic system can go wrong.

Pitfalls in loose magic systems

The biggest detriment to soft magic systems is that the lack of definition and boundaries tend to create plot holes. In worse cases, the lack of magic clarity is used a plot device for getting the MC through a pinch. Soft magic used in this way can feel like lazy writing.

Case in point, the novel (or movie if you wish), Eragon. The titular character, Eragon, learns he can use dragonrider magic just in time to escape the bad guys. In this case, the loose and undefined magic system creates a plot convenience which feels lazy.

The lesson here is: If magic is going to be used to solve a problem, said magic must be present and used or explored before the story requires it. Pulling magic out of thin air because the plot calls for a speedy escape can leave your audience groaning.

Hard magic systems on the other hand can be predictable. Each “spell” does the same thing with the same amplitude, and has the same outcome each time. That may sound boring at first, but what this creates for the reader is a knowledge of what to expect. But at the same time, if the author forgets the rules because the plot calls for it, then once again, the audience groans.

Take for instance A Letter for the King. After several plot points, it’s established that the magic Viridian has gathered can revive the dead. Later when Lavinia absorbs his magic, she’s unable to revive Jussipo.

I for one was yelling at my TV during this plot hole. Not only is it frustrating when the rules of magic are changed for plot convenience, it takes the reader right out of the story. When the reader is smarter than the author, you have problems.

So how do you avoid those problems? Simple. By setting up the rules.

Determine the rules (even if you’re choosing a soft magic system) and stick to them. Define the magic upfront to the reader and don’t conveniently make up the magic as you go.

Now, since this post is about hard magic systems, with those annoying limitations and rules, how do we make them less annoying? Let’s get on to crafting a magic system.

What happens when magic is used?

In hard magic systems, the effects of magic on the world being built can be as vague or as scientific as needed. The underlying point I had to keep in mind was that there must be some limit or consequence of using said magic. These constraints and complications could then be used to strengthen the story and its characters.

Take something as seemingly harmless as Fullmetal Alchemist’s Law of Equivalent Exchange: a mystical version of matter can neither be created nor destroyed. In order for Edward Elric to craft his famous pole lance, he needs metal and wood. Simple enough to find in post-industrial Germany, but not so simple to conjure in the middle of a desert.

But this Law and it’s hard and fast restraints sets the story into motion when the Elric brothers try to bring their mother back from the dead and it goes horribly wrong. All because they didn’t follow the rules. The Law strengthens the story and keeps its characters from becoming all powerful or creating plot devices.

Is there a cost to using magic?

Hard magic often has costs to use, or consequences of using too much of it. One of my favourite writing prompts for a hard magic system dealt with the dark and sometimes horrific cost of using magic.

In a village, the local healer could heal any ailment with magic, and there was much rejoicing. But in a poor village on the other side of nowhere, its residents were dying of these ailments. The cost of using this magic was that the local healer simply transferred ailments from one person to another. The world was all peachy-keen until the reader found out what was really happening. Then each spell came with a thought problem the reader knew but the magic user didn’t.

Once again, the Law strengthens the story and keeps its characters from becoming all powerful. Your hard magic system doesn’t have to go to this extent, but having consequences and costs keeps the characters on their feet and makes them think of resolutions to situations, rather than relying on a fireball or three.

What are the limitations of magic?

Just as magic should come with a cost, magic also needs its limitations, otherwise anyone can become a super-duper-magic-user with little-to-no training. And that’s boring. If there are no limits, no one is special. If all it takes is a couple chapters of tutelage and a rough idea of a spell, then it’s no longer special. (Harry Potter and your Patronus Charm, I’m looking at you!).

Limitations keep magic from becoming a plot device, and one of the most well-known limitations is mana, or the well of magical energy one possesses. Although not specifically created by the huge and rambling universe of Final Fantasy, mana limits most of this game series’ underlying magic systems. At the most basic level, users are limited by mana and spell “cool-downs” from casting the same powerful spells over and over again to vanquish foes, or from endlessly reviving dead party members.

The fifteenth installment in the series widdles down the magic system even further to only certain playable characters being able to use magic, like Noctis. Although born into magic by way of his nobility, Noctis’ powers are limited in strength and effectiveness by the number of Royal Arms he possesses. In turn, using the Royals Arms also depletes his health, so not only does this introduce the limitations construct, but the cost construct of magic as well.

Other characters in Final Fantasy XV can equip magic as a weapon, but you have to find that magic first. Magic can be harvested from the world then combined into a materia-like physical construct using elemency. If you can’t find the magic, you can’t use it. When you do find the magic, its power is only as great as the materials you use to craft it.

So where do we go from here?

In my journey, I’ve found that these were the first three questions I had to figure out before I could start building my magic system. In subsequent explorations, I needed to figure out the elemental structure and the wielder structure of my magic system, so we have two more adventures ahead of us.

In review:

  • Hard magic has rules and consequences if the rules aren’t followed. Find the rules, define them, and stick to them. If the rules need to be broken, what happens?
  • Magic has a cost, anywhere from the mundane (user gets tired) to the extreme (ailments get passed on to others). What happens when this magic is used? What happens when it’s overused?
  • Magic has limits, such as the amount of magical energy one possesses, or the items being used. What are the limitations for using this magic?

Next, we’ll look into the structure of the magic: what elements it uses, how the elements connect with one another, and how magic is acquired or learned.

Until next time, happy planning!

-Rissa

Isolation – Week 4 – Gone to the Birds

I’m sure you’ve heard the adage, April showers bring May flowers. This year, however, April has been snowy and bitterly cold. We should be seeing temps in the high single digits (that’s high 40’s for my fellow Americans), but we’ve had temperatures fall as low as -14C (that’s about 7 Fahrenheit). There have been no April showers, just big dumps of snow.

When the sun did manage to peak out, the puppers and I made sure we got out for walkies. And it appears the neighbourhood birds were just as eager to get out as we were.

Chickadees are the most common bird in my area. Their chattering calls echo from the forests. How-ever-in-the-world such a tiny bird can make so much noise is beyond me.

And the downy woodpeckers are out looking for bugs. Good luck, little guy. It’s too cold for many bugs.

I also spotted this sparrow building a nest in a neighbour’s trusses.

These past few weeks have been weird. There have been several nights where I’ve had to wake up and check my phone to see what day it was, or what day tomorrow would be. My ‘weekdays’ mean my alarm went off and I got up, assuming it was a work day. What day it was exactly, sometimes I didn’t know. I just got up and did whatever!

The only good thing about working from home is an odd thing probably unique to me. I suffer from secondary insomnia as a by-product of my anxiety. Those days when I’m tossing and turning at 3 AM can now be spent on the couch playing repetitive games until I get tired again, and I don’t have to worry about the 6 AM hangover. But now that we’re going past a month in isolation, I’d much rather have the no-sleep-hangover and go to work tired if I can leave my freaking house!

The cabin fever is real, yo! I’ve always thought I was a homebody. That was, until I had no choice. Now I’m pacing in front of the window, wandering back and forth through the house, organizing my sock drawer . . . I’m going insane.

Thankfully Mother Nature took pity on us poor folk and gave us one . . . count them ONE . . . day of seasonal temperatures. Beautiful clear skies and t-shirt weather drew us out of our homes for a day. We shielded our eyes from that giant ball of nuclear explosions in the sky and waded through streets that turned to rivers. All signs pointed to spring once again returning . . .

Until frickin’ Mother Nature dropped half a foot of snow on us the next day! I swear, there’s a conspiracy going on around here. “Let’s see how cray-cray the peeps go if we tease them with “normal” weather, but then BOOM! go full tyrant on them!.

Life is not normal, and neither is the weather in these times. End of days, indeed.

Hopefully next week will be better. Fingers crossed!

– Rissa

Isolation Week3 – Even My House Hippo Wants Out!

Well, March came in like a lion… but out like a jerk. Snow, frigid weather, nasty windchills. Like, what the heck Mother Nature? Yeah, we may be confined to the neighbourhood, but I still have to walk my dog! Instead of the hoodies and jeans I should be wearing, I’m still donning snow pants and my ski jacket. Brrr!

Why, Mother Nature? WHY!

This week has been, well, weird. After being in COVID-19 isolation for three weeks now, I thought I’d start to get used to being cooped up in the house, but the cabin fever has been worse than ever this week. One day, I laid out on the bonus room floor to plan my April bullet journal. Another day, I organized my nail polish collection. I’ve dusted the ceiling fan. I’ve probably eaten my body weight in Jello pudding and drank a gallon of coffee a day.

Can I help do a plan?

In a nut shell, I’m going nucking futz!

Even my House Hippo is getting cabin fever.

A piece of Canadiana: the House Hippo

And I’m hearing that this may be the new norm until at least July. That’s another three months. By that time, I’m probably going to be sitting in a corner singing French show tunes while I braid my cat’s hair.

Try it. I dare you.

Ottawa is suggesting we wear masks, now, but finding them is a literal needle-in-a-haystack exercise. So, I made some myself. A quick Google search came back with a pattern. Some miscellaneous fabric and my decades-old sewing machine later, and I had a couple of face masks.

I also had lots of scraps for my House Hippo to use as bedding.

Hopefully next week will be less snow-covered and less COVID-19-infested. Although we hit the grim milestone of over 1 million people infected, there’s hope on the horizon.

Until then, I will continue to stay inside, forget what day it is, and wonder where I’ve put my phone after coming back from walkies.

My phone’s boring. Here’s a snow-covered bird feeder instead.

Stay well, everyone.

– Rissa

Isolation Week 2 – Junk Journaling

The second week of COVID-19 isolation is done.

I think.

Why are you still here? Why is winter still here, too?

I dunno. Round about Wednesday or so, I lost track of the days. Every day felt like a Thursday. So after the third Thursday in a row, I started to loose my mind a little (not that I had much of one left, but that’s a discussion for another time).

There were only so many walkies I could take.

There were only so many belly rubs I could give.

I needed something to do with my hands that would also keep my mind busy.

One evening while trying not to climb the walls, I dug into the DIY side of YouTube. After a few videos, I stumbled across a set of videos from Nerdforge showing how to bind your own books. I won’t bore you with my processes of making the book, Nerdforge does a much better job. Go watch their videos!

Nerdforge on YouTube

I searched the house over for random stuffs with which to make a book and came across an old sketch pad I had bought for The Gibbs that he never used.

I repurposed the pages, repurposed a floor lamp to use as a binding jig, and proceeded to stab myself half a dozen times with a needle and thread as I sewed together the text block.

Oddly enough, I couldn’t find any Elmer’s glue at the time, but I did find Elmer’s Calking! Hey, when in isolation, the insane cannot be choosers. I think that’s how that saying goes.

Once I sewed together the text block and slathered the spine with caulking, I had to let it dry overnight. A box of Fresca served as a make-shift book press to keep it all together while it set up.

The next morning, I needed to make a cover. A pair of Gabe’s old jeans and a Ritz Crackers box soon got the Exact-o knife treatment.

Luckily I have an old sewing machine to stitch together the cover into one solid piece. More caulking later to ‘glue’ the cover to the text block, and I had a junk journal!

All in all, it took me one weekend to build the book. Now I need to find some junk to put in it. Shouldn’t be hard, what with my impressive hording capabilities.

Week Two, done!

Hopefully next week, we’ll get an idea of when we’ll be allowed to go back into the office. Granted, I think I get much more done at home, but I need to get out of this house and back into routine! That’s my Gold personality showing through. Structure! Schedule! Stability!

I hope you’re all doing well in this crisis. Remember to take time for yourself, get out for some Vitamin D, and wash those hands often! So far Canada’s faring well in this pandemic, but I know other countries aren’t. Health and Happiness to everyone out there! Take care!

– Rissa

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