Tag Archives: fantasy

Last Post – New Blog

22 Mar

Typewriter

Hello to all of you beautiful people who have followed me from the start. I’m sure you have noticed the lack of posting in recent months, and I didn’t want to leave you all high and dry without the news of why that is.

I’ve started a new blog: christinakaylenhart.wordpress.com

I need to focus more on writing, and actually building more of an author site. Thank you for sharing this journey with me, and if you’d like to stay in touch, click the link above to follow my new blog.

Much love to all of you!

Book One in The Rosebush Series Now Available!

19 Aug

So, the series I was working on for years is finally being released into the wild. Book one, Lavender and Smoke, is now available on Amazon as well as the createspace estore.

Links: Lavender and Smoke – Amazon

Lavender and Smoke – Createspace Estore

The second book, Woods and Ash, will be released by the end of September. And finally, the third book, Rose and Dust, will be released by Halloween.

For those of you who followed me during this journey, thank you so much. I have not been posting blog posts on here lately, and I will be starting a new blog – more of an author website – and as soon as I get that running, it will be my final post for Daily Rants with the Bitch Next Door. I love you all. Happy writing!

Thoughts On Finally Finishing a Trilogy (and Hooking up my Brother with my Protagonist)

16 Oct

Hello bloggers! I know my blogs have been sporadic for a while, but I swear I have a good excuse. As I’ve mentioned probably a thousand times (and you’re most likely sick of hearing about it but I’m going to say it again), I was writing a fantasy trilogy. Well people (and maybe aliens, dogs, vampires, werewolves, shape shifters read this blog too), I’m thrilled to report that I finally finished it.

Wait, I’ll give you a minute to take that in.

I finished the trilogy. Complete. Donezo. One series. Three novels. 225,000 words. However you want to break it down, I’m done! You heard me?!!

I’M FREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Woah, sorry about all of the exclamation points. I don’t want you to feel like I’m yelling at you. But, I feel slightly insane and mentally exhausted. I wrote 60 pages in the last two days, and I’m recovering.

I finished it yesterday, I’m just editing the last 50 pages of the third book right now. Ah, sigh, it feels so good to finally be free of this series. I thought it’d never end. And in the beginning, I never wanted it to end. I had a blast writing it, but after a while, other ideas started blowing around in my head and I almost felt like a prisoner to this series at times. I know my characters didn’t want the books to ever end, but I had to shut them up. I had to kill some of them (I still feel bad about that). But, now that it’s over, it’s truly bittersweet.

I had so much fun living in this world the last two years. But, towards the end, it became less fun and felt more like a chore. I did several crazy things throughout, like changing the perspective (I’d rather not remember that), but they were things that needed to be done.

You know what that means. It’s time to start querying agents again. But, I’ve decided this will be my last hoorah in querying. Originally, I had too much faith in this series to ever resort to self-publishing, but after a solid year of querying (far too early, so I understand the rejections), I’m going to try one more time. If I get rejected by an exhausted list of agents, I’m either going to self-publish or self-destruct. Either way, this series will be available to the public to read. I just want to share it with the world, no matter which way it happens.

I just have to give a shout-out to my fellow writers who have written or who are writing a series. Damn, talk about WORK! So much time, effort, work, brain farts, and actual farts go into this process. And it is truly a process. One that takes over your entire life, basically. I have a newfound respect for writers who write series. I can’t imagine writing, say 13 books for one series (shout out to Charlaine Harris, love you & your Sookie Stackhouse novels!).

Hmm, other exciting news…

Well, I started writing a new book. It’s…wait…don’t kill me. It’s a vampire book. I know! I’m so sorry! Some of you are probably so over the vampire thing. But, I have to admit, that I’m not. I love vampires. You probably noticed because my mention of Charlaine Harris. And I’m making it my personal mission to write a fresh, new vampire book. I know, I know, you’re probably thinking it’s almost impossible to come up with a fresh idea for a vampire book. But, I looked it up online, and nothing like it has ever been done before. Sorry, can’t spill the beans on what the idea is (because I’m afraid someone will steal it and I’m just so protective over my work in progress!). But, hopefully one day you can read it.

Umm…anything else…

I saw a black dog today wandering around the streets. I have a black dog, so, obviously I chased it down just to make sure it wasn’t my pooch going on a little adventure. Luckily for me, it wasn’t my dog. Unluckily for someone else, it was their dog. He didn’t have a collar on. And he was wet (rain). Some lady came running and I thought it was her dog, so I told her where he was. But it wasn’t her dog. Sigh. Where is this dog’s owner!??! The lady caught him and stayed with him, so I went home and ate French fries. What else was I supposed to do??? He was in good hands! And I was hungry!

Oh, also, I just have to share this because it was the highlight of my night yesterday. My brother came home and asked me if I had any hot new friends (a question he likes to ask every few months just to check) and I said yeah, my new protagonist. She’s hot as hell and such a smart ass. His response?

“Do you work with her? Who is she?”

….I’ve never laughed so hard in my life. I really thought I was going to pass out or pee in my pants. After I pulled myself together, I was thinking yeah, I just started working with her. And I can’t wait to get to know her better. But sadly for him, she’s fictional and won’t be having sex with him anytime soon.

Sneak Peek into my Fantasy World

20 Sep

Rose and Dust

So, I figured it was high time to give you all a little sneak peek into my fantasy world I’ve been living in the last two and a half years. When I’m writing a novel, or a lengthy short story, I like to make collages of the characters and places I envision in my mind. And while google image can come close to providing images similar to those I see in my mind, it could never be exact. Still, I pull whatever is closest to what I see in my head, and I put it all together so it can inspire me every day when I write.

I wanted to share the collage I made with you all, so you can meet some of my characters. The roses are quite symbolic here, as my protagonist gets dragged through a rose bush into another world. As of now, I’m querying agents trying to find representation for the fantasy trilogy. I’ve had two requests for material, and plenty of rejections.

Ah, rejections. They taste so sweet anymore. I expect them. But do these agents understand I will never give up on this series? I will be relentless in my search for representation. Because, while I’ve self-published three books, I refuse to self-publish this series. I believe in it too much.

Do you believe in magic? In supernatural elements? While it may seem quite ridiculous, certain wondrous events happened while I was writing this series, and that’s precisely why I will never give up on it. Extraordinary things are real, whether you believe it or not.

Are Vampires Dead? Or are you still Thirsty for More?

19 Sep

Okay, honestly, I never thought I’d even consider writing a novel with even one vampire in it. For two main reasons: 1. Interview with a Vampire by Anne Rice. Can anyone top that??? I never wanted to even try. 2. It’s been done, and done again, and then done so many times that the initial gothic horror and intrigue of the creature has almost vanished in the wee hours of dawn.

But…I must admit…after beginning to watch True Blood, I find myself once again fascinated with the vampire allure. I haven’t been this excited since I watched The Lost Boys years ago.

So, here is the question of all questions. And please comment, because I want honest opinions here. What are all of your thoughts on vampires? Are they dead? Undead? Are you still thirsty for more blood or are you over vampires/vampire novels/vampire movies and even vampire fangs at Halloween?

Let’s start this conversation! I’d love to know what you all think. Now that I’m ending the road to the trilogy I’ve been writing, it’s time to start kicking around new ideas for my next novel. Until my next idea kidnaps me, I’ll be considering to consider writing a fresh vampire novel, although writing anything completely fresh and new is a bit of a struggle, it still can be done in one way or another. So please, help a sister out here! Fellow writers, I beg of you! Drop me a line or two or thirty in the comments.

My eyes are burning red with curiosity.

Writing, Wishing to Write, or Wondering if You Should Have Ever Written at all?

19 Sep

After finally revising the first novel in my fantasy trilogy for the, oh I don’t know, thousandth time, it’s finally time to start querying agents again. But, now that I’ve started, and I’ve received a request for a partial manuscript, it’s starting to terrify me. I’m writing the third and final book in the series as we speak, which I’ve been wishing to write for some time now. Before I could, I knew I had to go back to the first book and give her an old fixer upper. A SERIOUS revision. I’m not talking about simple editing for mistakes here and there. I mean…I changed the entire POV. The first book was written in the first person POV, and the second book was written in the third POV. By the time I sat down to write the third book, I realized how wrong it truly was.

I looked myself in the mirror one day and told myself it had to be done. It needed to be changed. So, I dreaded it for a few weeks, and then I got to it. A few months later, I finally finished. I re-wrote the entire first book, not only changing the POV but strengthening each sentence the best I could. When I tell you it felt like it would never end, I mean it. However, I’m glad to report that it is done, and I am so much more satisfied with the first book than I ever was before. I smartened up my main character, and was able to add in certain foreshadowing for events and characters that are introduced in the third book. It was easier because I already know what’s (basically) going to happen in the third book.

With all this being said, I still have to revise the second book, but I’ve decided to put that on hold and just finish the third book already. Honestly, I can’t consider revising another novel right now. It gives me a headache to simply think about doing it.

I’m about to start chapter 5 of the third book. I am confident that the final book will be the best one, which is starting to frighten me a bit. I ask myself, shouldn’t they all be equally as exciting? Are they? Now that I’ve revamped the first book, I know I owe it to the second book to make it just as page-turning, but it’s daunting. The third book is off to an exciting start, and I have people waiting to read it who have been pressuring me for months.

This leads to me to the most terrifying aspect of it all: the dreaded series in general. I started watching True Blood, and although I’ve never read any of the novels, I started looking up on the internet which was better: the books or the show. This was the worst mistake I could have made. First, let me just state that typically I think the book is better than the movie (although sometimes the movie can be better). You just get so much more out of reading the book, mainly the character’s inner thoughts or desires. You also get to have more fun imagining what the character looks like in your head. I’m going off topic. Let me get back on it.

When I started googling about True Blood vs. the novels, I found all of these websites with chats and discussions and interviews. But one site I pulled up made me feel quite sick, actually. It said that the author had been receiving death threats for the way she ended the final book in the series. I don’t mean a few, I mean, A LOT. It said she even wasn’t going on tour for the final book to basically avoid the hatred coming her way.

This is the problem with a series, for me, and why I never wanted to write one. First of all, I’ve been hooked on series, and when they end, I’m always so…sad inside. I want the author to write more. I want it to last forever to fulfill my desires to read more of the characters and/or the world they live in. I never wanted to do that to my readers. And, if it’s a good series, readers will want more. And if you end it in the way they don’t want it, then what? Seriously, death threats??? Second, when you begin to write a series (as I’ve discovered), the world you create and the characters that inhabit it have the potential to go on forever. And I mean forever. Hell, I could probably write a book on each of my characters’ lives before my protagonist stumbled into their world. Third, I keep reading that you should never pitch a series to an agent. Pitch the first book, and that’s it. IF it ever gets published, mention the idea for a series. But, I can’t grasp this idea. For starters, because some agents take months to get back to you. By the time I finished my first book, queried agents, and then heard back from them all, I had already written the second book. So, all of those rejections kind of stung. But now, I see why all of the agents said no. The book was a baby. It wasn’t ready to be born. It was so new, so early in its stages of development. But I have to say I disagree with the notion of holding back your story on the hopes that the first book will be picked up. Aren’t we writing to tell the stories that must be told? Aren’t we writing what inspires us, and aren’t we inspiring others with what we write? If so, why wait? If every writer who wrote a series waited to hear back from agents before they wrote the second, third, fourth, or even fifth book, I wonder if there would have ever been a second book. I can’t lie, the rejections that come in don’t necessarily inspire you to continue to write the book that continuously gets rejected. But, I can’t help it, I believe in it. So every “no” I get makes me feel closer to a “yes”. Cliché? Sorry.

But now…now that I’ve started querying again, I can’t help but feel terrified. What if the agents reject it this time after all the work I’ve put into it? Try again in five years, maybe? With a different title? The worst question I ask myself in my head is: is this all a waste of time? As soon as that thought enters, I kick it out. I actually punt it like a mental football. Because, well, writing something you love is never a waste of time, even if it never sees shelves in a bookstore. I write because I love to. Because I want to. Because I need to. And even though right now, and for the past two and a half years, only people who are close to me have read it, it’s more than enough. Because they’ve enjoyed it. I’ve seen them grow to be attached to the characters and love them as much as I do, even when they weren’t as mature as they are now. And if I can make one person’s day and/or night more thrilling just by reading one of my books, then it’s all been worth it. Not to mention, if I wasn’t writing this trilogy the last few years, I’d have no excuse not to be in a relationship right now. Christmas in sweat pants, here I come!

Writing a Trilogy

24 Mar

I’m about to start the final book in my trilogy, and I must admit…it’s bittersweet. Writing the first book was an adventure, it was an introduction to my world and my characters. At this point, I feel like my characters have a life of their own. The story has the potential to go on forever.

While I must admit, when I realized this- I was terrified. What if they never let me end it? What if they take over, and just want to keep on going? Keep living? Keep surviving? What if there is no end? Only more and more beginnings?

It’s a good position to be in. It’s both scary and beautiful at the same time.

On a few legs of this journey, I found myself frightened. Frightened of the possibilities. Frightened of the reality that strange things have occurred while I was writing the tale. Frightened of the divine intervention that took place. Frightened when an agent asked for the full manuscript for the first book. Frightened when more rejected it.

Sometimes I wonder, am I more afraid of failure or success? Am I afraid that the world I created is alive? Am I frightened that my characters are so real? So deep? Am I afraid that I won’t do their story justice?

Where does the underlying fear come from? Fear of hard work? Fear of hours and hours into one whole piece of work? Fear of it finally coming to an end?

I know one thing. The first book is a baby, the second book is a greedy teenager, and the third book is an elder. But in the realm of fantasy, sometimes, creatures are immortal.

That’s just the way it goes.

I hope one day I can share the trilogy with you all. I hope you can come to know and love my characters as much as I have. I know one thing- I’m not frightened to set them free from my hands. I only wish them luck on their journey into your realm.