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Hello WINDOWS LIVE, I’ve avoided you like the plague even though you came pre installed.  I suppose a marker of getting older is opening ones mind to youthful prejudices.  But you are an offline blog editor and I need that.

Today while avoiding the laundry…(its been a race between the dishes and the Laundry as to which pile will gross me out first.  The dishes won) I let my mind drift amid my chores as it often does and I'm bouncing from the new Anita Blake novel I started reading, the Millennium Trilogy, Jim Butcher, and write what you like to read, and I started thing about werewolf stories and how they never seem to get them right, and then to my own coven witch stories that I never seem to plot.  I have all these pieces and no story.  And the characters are flat.  No amount of syrup will make them tasty they are that flat.


then I realized its cause I nether like or trust adults.  as a group mind you. thus except for my view point character I don’t believe in the other characters.  But a solution is simple.  Each character needs to be a shade of me.   I trust myself.  I am significantly NOT flat.


This is such a simple and elegant if self centered idea that I wonder if I knew this and just forgot it.  But the scene in my head is the young witch and her mother going to the coven.  And I have all these ideas and details about the young witch and nothing on the mother.  Unless I'm the mother.  suddenly I know what’s going on with her.


I need to try this.  I need to sit down and write out a story and see if this is one of those missing pieces of my writers flow.  But it will have to wait till I get back.  Although I have to admit its been a while since Ive been itchy to write.  It makes me feel pretty good.
Hopefully there will be another post today.  Its also Dalys Day.  I get to spend dinner with my daughter and hold my grandson.
-kat

5 of 1000 Crescent

Radiance opened her eyes.  All around her was darkness.  She reached out and felt nothing around her.  Then she began to weep.  She was afraid of the darkness.  A voice in the darkness asked her what was wrong.

"Its dark and I'm alone and afraid." she confessed to the darkness and in the darkness she felt a hand reach out to her and hold her own hand.

"Dear sister.  You are not alone.  I am Crescent one of your many sisters.  We were all bound in darkness until you came and now, because of your beauty we can all see."

"But all I see is darkness." Radiance said sadly.  She felt her other hand get held and she knew she was not alone.

"It must be because you can't see your own beauty."Crescent  realized. "You must look into my eyes.  you can then see yourself in them."

Radiance looked out in the darkness and Crecent opened her eyes.  suddenly there was light.  and then as her sisters turned one by one there were lots and lots of lights.  Then the light from crescent grew dim.

"what is wrong?" Radiance asked worriedly. but she felt herself hugged.

"Its just me blinking." Crescent laughted.

"Will you always look at me? to keep the darkness away?" Radiance asked her sister.

"Always."  

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She was to be Queen Radiance.  She who gave her light for the moon.  There hadn't been a Radiance sing the Dragon Wars.  The stars, the watcher lights, the tides, and moon all whispered with excitement to those who could hear such things and wrote down what they learned in the Archive. These passages were then read at and argued over in the Great Arc as each of the twelve houses sent their wisest or at least cleverest minds to weigh in on the meaning behind the meaning of the scribbles taken from those claiming to hear the whispering of the stars.  Tiara knew she should feel a sense of respect and awe about the Great Arc and the work done their but it seemed nonsensical to her.  She did not hear the stars.  And she was supposed to the Radiance.  This bothered her.

Because she was Radiance she was always looked after but given her way with everything.  This made her savage at times.  She had no limits.  It made her lonely.  Today she had walked away from the Keeper of the Sacred Dance.  Something clicked in her head as the lovely and lithe instructress was helping her bend her back to make herself Crescent from behind.  "The last Radience made this up?" Tiara asked although the Dance was supposed to be in silence. The Lady of Dance kept her hands firmly on the younger body and answered without looking at Tiara "But of course.  All we know of Dance comes from Radiance."

"But I am Radiance." She said standing up.  That made her lovely Dance Keeper uncomfortable.  She wanted to frown but this was the Radiance.  Tiara could see her struggle.  No one was to contradict her or tell her no.

"You will be when you walk the Moonlight Path."the Dance Keeper told her walking over to begin the stretch again.  Tiara shrugged the woman off, she turned to face her trying to get eye to eye contact but no one was to look her in the eye.  "And when I walk the Moonlight Path we will have a dance."

"Yes."the Dance Keeper turned away to face the windows that opened out to the city. "All of Crescent shall dance."

"This Dance."

"Yes.  This is the dance of Radiance."

Tiara walked away.

"Princess!  You must continue to study."

Tiara ignored her and she was not pulled back. She was untouchable except in instruction.  It made her feel fierce inside.  She wanted to break things.  Everyone would watch her, but they spoke to the future Radiance, not Tiara.  They saw the future Radiance but Tiara felt invisible ever since the her father and the Great Arc agreed that The Radiance had come and The Radiance was her.

Tiara stalked lonely halls and was smiled at where ever she went, or at least the future Radiance was.  At the Archives she found a man who finally said no.  There was a door that stretched from the ceiling to the floor.  The guard before it was rune tattooed that he never needed to sleep.  He had massive purpled arms were folded across his chest.

"I wish to enter" She told him expecting him to stand aside.

"No." The runeguard said.  Only the O-men were permitted in the archives.  As Tiara was obviously not a pale castrated man shackled in silence by runes and oaths she was not permitted inside.  She knew this already but now that she was Radiance none of that seemed to matter anymore.  Besides the Whisper that made her Raidiant was in there some where and she wanted to look at it.

"Open the door!" she demanded.  The Runeguard ignored her.  Realizing that he was really not giving in to her demands she felt her passions raise inside her.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Why? Have you forgotten?" The Runeguard smirked with slight amusement.  She didn't know they could do that.  Realizing he was mocking her, a fire ignited in Tiara's eyes.

"I am the Future Radiance!" she roared like a lion cub trying her best to sound fierce at the massive tattooed giant before her.

"Then come back in the future." The Runeguard suggested unimpressed.

She launched herself at him loosing her claws to rake his face but the Runeguard swift grabbed her wrists then turned her and dropped her. Tiara was on her knees facing away from the door. "You...You touched me." astounded she was slower to stand and turn around.

"You not a ghost.  Nor am I.  Touching will happen when you launch yourself at me.  What will not happen is you getting past me, Princess."

Tiara blinked a few times in startlement.  He knew who she was and he was still refusing her.  He had grabbed her not the future radiance,and was mocking and scolding her.  She should have been enraged.  A smile found itself blooming deeply inside her and the one on her face almost matched.
"I am not a ghost.  I am not a ghost at all." she decided looking up at him.  The Runeguard had returned to his original position but she thought there was still a smile in his eyes.  Despite the magic that locked him in place he was not a ghost either.

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I've felt like I have too many twins in my stories but Michael said I do interesting things with twins.  I don't know what it is but as a kid twins seem more magical.  There is Tarrence and Sarra, non identical twin girls, Talon and Vandle (Im not sure they count.  they are identical twins but they were born as a brood of dragons so depending on how many eggs there were in the clutch...they might have been identical sextuplets? Brina and Justice. male female twins.

and whatever their names end up being Talon and Vandle have to stay identical males otherwise vandals scar makes less sense.  Before he is scarred he lacks an identity of his own.  He stops being a monster after his face is scarred.

And Tarrence and Sarra could just be sisters. but they are my two halves whole.  and I need that.  There is something in this relationship I guess especially now that Im older and having seen my little sisters Kacy and Cory grow up together that makes me rather attached to this idea of two souls who make eachother stronger.

And again Brina and Justice could be regular siblings.....I suppose.  But I don't know.

Ive discovered Ayla and Aylin which mean Moonlight and Moon halo.  Which I thought I could use for Tarrance and Sarra.  I'm going to steal from my hubby's world and name the Moon god Crescent.

I suppose I could call him the smiler.  lol.

There are so many things and Ideas.  Chaos = Night?  This might be interesting.

Tiara and Sera Niekiss.

I could name Tarry Fiore. I thought it meant fire but it means flower and that works for him.  He is Love, Compassion, Wisdom...but he is also Retribution. Will. Opportunity.

Thing is Tarrence or Tiara is in a strange place when she has her son.  She had killed her father to save her sister.  She had lost her sister to a man even worse and that was the father of the child she carried. She hated her life and the hated the child's father but as she got bigger with child she wasn't alone anymore.  She knew that the baby would need her to protect it.  She had been adored for all the wrong reasons until Sera.  She felt like she had lost Sera and was all alone.  But the baby would only love her if she earned it, the baby would only live if she loved it.  The baby gave her a new reason to live and one thing not to hate.

She names him after herself for at the point he is born she is the only thing she can trust.  So if names peel back to something meaningful Tarry should mean love.

Actually I think Heart might work.  Heart Niekiss.

Sera Niekiss  

Vane Garrison?  this makes me giggle with like.  His Name will be Vanguard Garrison.  And his is a one man army.  and he will be reffered to as Vane.  and Like it.  Thats the new Rill.  and its delightful.

The twins will slightly alter.  they were originally girls back in the day when this was all freeform roleplay between myself and my stepsister.  Lydia and Sabrina.  Lydia was the action hungry heroic twin and Brina was the shy quiet healer twin.  Meh.

Then they became Garrison and Brina and gained life.  Sera named the boy Justice, but Vane only calles him Garrison. He barely talks to his daughter at all.  Brina will become Hero.  Named for the sister Sera misses.

So Justice and Hero Garrison.

and Freehold?  That needs some thought.

Perhaps better left to page 4

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One of the things I love about fairy tales is the good ones are distilled down to the universal parts.  Yes this was a long time ago but the underlying tale is about things that need to happen.  Cinderella gets a lot of crap these days for teaching girls that a rich man will be the answer to her life.  But to me I hear that the world is unfair.  That you will be put in helpless situations where the best you can do is take the abuse but don't let it break you.  You never know who might be looking out for you.  You never know who might appreciate you and change your world.

The best thing is that the tale gets reskinned over and over into different cultures.  Its telling a kind of truth that may not be true everyday but we need to believe.  We need the hope that in our hopeless moments were are all cinderella.   We will be aided in our lives and we ultimately will be loved.

So the thing to do about Illiberith is to look at it from its story tale elements.  because the rest is just color.  What are my base themes, what are my important truths.  What am I trying to say?

Tarry is my favorite character.  He is this "way more powerful than you" little guy, who is underestimated because of his lack of height, and his feminie qualities.  He is a heart reader, a powerful empath.  Wiser than his years and a stubborn idealist.  He learns early that when he chooses his battles, he must fight to the death for them, so he doesn't get into conflict unless its worth dying over.   And I love him.  He is the center of this universe.  The fixer.  and all he really wants is a family and a safe place for his children to grow up in.  All the power he welds and he'd be a happy fisherman if the world would let him.

Ive changed his name to Piper in some of the role playing we do and it fits. because of his empathy he can be the pied piper of hamlin.  And he loves music because music makes people feel happy.  I might keep his name as Piper.

Physically he was 4'6" tall slender darkbrown hair with a thick swath of silver over his brow.  Because of Polgara.  It was the sign that he was marked with power.   Over the years he has grown a bit taller.  In fact these days he's about 5'3" and his hair is all silver.

and elfy.

but I don't want to use elves in my book.  Ive developed so much with them that they are not the same race as my sorce material.

Plus this worlds history...Once upon a time the world was ruled by Dragons.  and only the strangest in magic could shelter comunities.  I called them wizard kings and I might still call them that.  Although you merely had to be strong or smart enough to avoid the dragons so not all wizard Kings had magic.  funny that.

So Ive been thinking about many things today.

Elves is such a short cut word.  its a hodge podge word.  It means better than human.  Or Spock.

Now in the mythology of my world.  Because I have a mythology.  Elves may have been created as servants of the Dragons, or the Wizard Kings....but the Chaos elves (yes I know...but I was young and easily influenced)  The Chaos Elves were decendants of the Earthmother and her mother the Goddess of Chaos.

There is the All Father and everything that was not the All Father was the Goddess Chaos,  and the first children of their union included the sun, the moon, Demonkind...and finally the earthmother.  And the Allfather was enchanted by his perfect daughter.  Fearing That Choas would destroy her he sung His wife to sleep and Locked the early children, the demons into her dreams, which is the nature of hell.

The earth was raised by her brothers and eventually wedded to the All father, giving birth to the animals and people of the earth.  Some of those children are hers by her brothers, the sun and the moon.

But when she realized she was the only goddess she went looking for her mother, slipped into her mothers dream and made Dragons.  Thats why the All father has no power over dragons.  Thats why Dragons can fly in and out of Hell.  They are born of the world and chaos.

But they were greedy children and they took too much.  And the Earth wept.  The Father the Sun and the Moon could not help.  Chaos heard her tears and communed with her daughter one last time.  She kissed her daughter as she slept and the kiss rooted and blossomed into the first Chaos elf.  Born to sooth the earth and punish the dragons.

I love this little mythology of mine.

The different Gods have thier favored races.  and maybe thats where I should look to rename my races.  For elves are children of the earth.  somewhere in there lies my answer.

Perhaps my "elves" (not the chaos ones) shall be the moons children.  There are the Ocean's children.  There are the Sun's children.  Perhaps religion needs to be more important to my world.

Actually that would work well because Tarrence and Sarra would be the Moons Daughters.  They would represent both the light and darkside of the moon and they are two who are one.

There names will come from this.

This is the beginning of 1000 crappy pages so I can get to the good stuff.  Today I was listing in my head how my tales of illiberith born from 10th grade dnd games and fantasy movies of the 80's has some translation problems.

My influences were Dragonslayer the movie, The Conan Movie, Dnd of course, A set of Gor books I bought at a yard sale.  Lord of the rings.  and minor crushes on people who never even knew my name.  I'm talking to you Dale Mathews!

Ive developed a rich world thats frankenstitched with other peoples goods and names.  Andrew Cromwell the King of Crom. King Mathew of Dale.  Freehold.  Illiberith.  elves, humans, halfelves.  Vandal (ah billy idol as a dragon blooded slavelord) Talon (his twin because everyone needs a twin)

Tarrence Lightfoot my first dnd character (I wanted to play a princess and was told that was back story.  So we made her a theif)  Rill Garrison (my stepsisters attempt at cloning Aragorn) and then I Mary Sue'd myself when I created their son Tarry (cause in the McCaffry novels you merge the names of the parents)

This is the stuff I amuse myself with.   This landscape fills my thoughts as I shake the world around and make storylines.  Ive introduced my closest friends to this and we have freeform roleplayed through it changing the landscape

Now I want to write about this world.  But its full of slavery. some of it kinky (thank you John Norman and your Gor books.) And ive gotten uncertain about being a woman, white, and priveledged writing about slavery especially the kinky stuff.

Its also full of other peoples ideas.  but I think I can just strip off the names and rethink the ideas.

Like Switching Andrew Cromwells name to Talon.  I think would be fitting.  Maybe Talon Wyrmbane.
Because he is the son of a king and a dragoness.

Then his sons Talon and Vandle can become Oliver and Andrew although it might be worth changing oliver to a female to get a powerful womans perspective in a land of oppression.  Andrea and Victor then.

This has to be thought about some because lately Talon tried to raise an army to defeat his father by mating with the Drakes of Dragonridge and spawning shorterlived dragonmen.  His first brood have been really interesting as characters.  Im sure Andrea could do the same thing.....the cromwells need more thought.

Meth has opened the world of the fay and I like that and intend to keep it as is although Seth will need and new name (Seth of Meth amused me but says nothing of the King he is)

Freehold.  well the Whole name has to change.  It's too New Jersey.

Rill could stay the same but thinking about who he is and what he does he needs a name that means something.

Same with Sarra and Tarrence.  which means Tarry will also need a new name and a rose by anyother name will smell as sweet.

Im keeping Ruska.  Yes it is Russia complete with a Tzar.  It is the loand of winter and baba yaga and my mental accent of the Ruskan peoples makes me smile.

Bywater stays

But Dale may become Valoria.  they are almost the same place really and land of magic and wizards and homeland of the dragon king.

Not touching the dragonlands or even referrancing them for all I know the dragons were pushed to the moon.

Persia has obvious problems and will likely be completely erased.

Dwarves, elves, magelings, helfelves. giants.

Mountian folk, Gifted, Valorian, Tainted.

names should have more meaning.  Im not sure if reskinning my world will be enough or turn it into something new. good or bad.

But now I have things to say and I think I can say them from this place Ive devolped over time