So, Binara and the Amethyst Storm is done after over four years of being worked on. A lot of that was having to focus on school and trying to find steady work, but a lot of it also was what happened in my life from then until now. I took over my mom’s responsibilities when she was unable to cook any more, then saw as she slid faster and faster into poor health, and her eventual death in December of 2017. My dad got a (now ex) girlfriend not six weeks after mom was cremated and tore a rift in the family who was still raw from grief. The same father got kicked out and left for Louisiana to live with her while my aunt and uncle took over managing of the house. He returned home later that year, a broken man from something medical that we couldn’t pinpoint at that time. Now he has had recorded mini-strokes and is working to get function in his left side again.
Change came with my aunt and uncle’s stewardship of the house, in both attitude, and physical surroundings. The house looks a lot nicer now that the floors have been redone and the walls painted. We even got new couches that don’t have their coverings ripped to shreds. I’ve taken a shine to sprawling on the two seater like a cat while I have meals or watch youtube.
We lost Snickers to liver failure at the tender age of five just over a year ago. I miss that cat. If you can, I’d suggest donating to your local SPCA or no-kill or fostering some kittens as we did for her siblings. I really would love to start up Snickers’ Sanctuary, but that’s not financially feasible right now.
But there was not all doom and gloom in my life. I finished Psycat’s solo stories for workshop and they’re now into the second draft stage. I even submitted the first one and got a personal rejection, which is the next best thing to an acceptance for us writers. It means that I can tweak it for other markets should I need to. I also graduated back in 2018, a little over a year after my mom had passed, with a bit of fanfare from friends and family. It was my first time getting to decorate my cap (my high school didn’t allow it, nor my community college) and I placed a favorite quote from Final Fantasy 14 on it: “For those we have lost, and those we can yet save.”
Stories can save people, as I have known first hand. I was the bullied bookworm for most of my childhood and if I didn’t have it and my voracious appetite for a certain anime, I probably wouldn’t be here, writing to you now. These stories can help the lonely feel less so, the vulnerable escape for a little while, and encourage the masses to take that leap of courage forward to be the heroes they need to become. They are part of what makes us human, and it is a tragedy that the system sees the heart of it as not worth anything, because it can’t exploit it. Not that it doesn’t try.
But while I have been stuck on the job search for a while, I figured it was time to return to my own stories and not leave them abandoned any more. I feel that it is especially pertinent now, with all the pandemic stuff going on. This included finishing up Binara and Ami’s story. Long ago, I said that this blog was for practicing my writing, and that still holds true today. But I want to make sure that my stories have the same heft and value as they should, even if it is technically a first or second draft on here.
This is why, several years ago when I was first entering the creative writing program at my university, I formalized the Confessions universe’s timeline with general story blurbs of what story contained what, and where my heroes would crossover with one another. Binara and Ami’s story was caught in the middle of this formalization process. When I started it, I didn’t know where I was going to go with it in detail for the most part. It took writing the condensed story out to gather my thoughts, running with a small plot bunny to further the story (also known as Medhi) and pulling Chekov’s gun more than once to get this piece finished. There were also some sleepless nights a lot closer towards the end, as I wanted to get the climax out to ya’ll ASAP. Oh yeah, the total length for this piece is 29,624 words. It’s the longest piece I’ve finished so far, even beating out Psycat’s first story by 9k.
There will be more Binara and Ami, but only once I’ve cleaned out my backlog on Confessions and other stories (my Psycat muse has been poking me to do her stuff recently) starting with Rod of Years. I’ve left the summary into scene paused for over a year now, and I do really need to get back to it. Of course, I’ll probably write a blurb for Psycat so that it takes the pressure off for a bit.
Rod of Years probably won’t be featured up here, as it’s a different animal than what my supers are (and if it’s good enough, then I’ll be submitting it to agents once polished) but I will have other confessions stuff coming down the line in the near(ish) future. Other than Psycat’s blurbs, I think that it’s time to jump to a more futuristic character and start working on their piece for the blog when I’m ready.