The Mountain Man Contest Entries by Me

I have always been a fan of Emmett and as such I had two entries into The Mountain Man Contest.

The first was Any Given Day 

And the second was Schrodinger's Cat

Now both available on my account

Snoozing

Word Scrabble

So, occasionally I use really big words in my stories, things people aren't always necessarily familiar with. Words like vicenarian, bankophobia, situational storm, etc.

The thing is, I often spend a lot of time looking up the larger words in my stories, because in my mind I play word scrabble with words like thing, junk, shit, crap, etc.

I am rarely as eloquent in real life as I am in my stories

Rebirth and Affliction Sneak Peek

A brief teaser of Chapter 15 - Epoch:

I closed my eyes for a moment as I leaned back against a tree. Archie had gone with Edythe to get a pickup truck for me. I'd told them not to go overboard – I honestly didn't need a top of the line, state of the art, brand new vehicle – but I wasn't hopeful that she'd listened.

For some reason I still didn't completely understand, she felt the need to continually spoil me – and more often than not with things I would never get for myself.

Olympia was far enough way that I could have gone as well and been seen in public but she'd wanted to go pick it up and surprise me so I'd let her have her fun. After all, as long as she came back with a truck and not a muscle car, I'd be happy.

It still wouldn't be my old Chevy but I'd get used to it. I suspected I'd even get used to her constant desire to pamper me, though I had no clue how.

About My Stories

I have a lot of stories I'm working on and I want to assure people I haven't forgotten any of them, but I wanted to talk a little about where I'm at with each of them and why some haven't gotten updates in awhile - this is specifically with regards to my fanfics (I may do another for my three original fics later).

Most important, I want to express that I put my heart and soul into my stories, and because of that I sometimes get to place where I hit a stagnant standstill - as I don't ever want to put out something that I feel isn't a true (or at the bare minimum, decent) representation of the story in question.

The first one, and the one that I am most sincerely invested in, is my continuation of Life and Death. I'm currently about halfway through Rebirth and Affliction, which is my second book in this series. The third and final full length book being Affliction and Life. This series is very important to me as I want to do the characters and the plot justice which isn't always easy. Right now I'm in a section where I completed one story arc and am not ready to start the next arc. Fluff is not my forte though which is why it's taking so long to write.

The next, The Differences Between Fantasy and Reality (sometimes called TDBFR), has hit two of the most important chapters of the story. Because these chapters are the chapters that will show the heartbreak and grief after Edward left. This is something I always felt was missing from Twilight which is why I desperately want to show it, but it takes a very specific type of mindset to write those types of chapters and I haven't quite found that headspace yet.

Then there's The Emotional Roller Coaster Of Life (sometimes shortened to Roller Coaster or TERCL). I'm still fairly active and trying to get chapters out regularly, but this story deals with a lot of topics that are really close to home which makes it difficult and is why I haven't been getting a chapter a day out as well as I was at the start.

After that is RR (which stands for Russian Roulette, if anyone doesn't know) and it's over halfway done at this point. The thing is that RR is extremely painful for me to write, every chapter puts me through the ringer, I can't explain why unfortunately, but it is why each chapter takes so long for me to get done. 

Following this is The Hunter which is actually easier for me to work on than some of the others, but this is, by far, the most OOC Bella that I've ever written as it handles a Bella that is extremely of the supernatural and hates all of them - with a special and personal hatred for vampires. This story isn't super difficult for me to work on yet, but I am trying to pace myself with this story so I don't burn myself out.

The sixth, It's A Twin Thing (often shortened to Twin Thing), I have no pre-arranged plot for so I can really only write a chapter when I actually know where to take the next chapter. Unfortunately this makes for slow chapters.

This is proceeded by Necromancy in the Fifth, my newest story and I do have a plan on this story, but I want to make sure updates are paced in between a couple of chapters from other stories which is why updates will be slow.

The eighth, The Beast, is actually a Tie-in to one of the stories mentioned above but can be read completely as a stand alone. However, as it's a blog exclusive, I'm only going to write it as the mood strikes.

And finally, my last story is my continuation of Breaking Dawn. This is my extremely long game and it will get to where I want it to go in time.

Blast from the Past: The Difference Ten Years Makes

Five Years Later was my first ever posted story. It was removed from FF.net and Stars (then TWCS, I'm pretty sure) in August of 2015. Eventually, after this story has a major overhaul, I do intend to repost it. But for now, this is a comparison of the prologue from when I first wrote this story ten years ago, to my current edited version.

Prologue - Ten Years Ago

… “Mouthwatering,” he repeated, inhaling deeply.

I tensed for the spring, my eyes squinting as I cringed away, and the sound of Edward’s furious roar echoed distantly in the back of my head. His name burst through all the walls I’d built to contain it. Edward, Edward, Edward. I was going to die. It shouldn’t matter if I thought of him now. Edward, I love you.

He was at my side in an instant. He grabbed my hair pulling my head to the side as he forced me to the ground. His teeth sunk into my neck, and the searing pain was instant. I suddenly heard a loud crash right next to my ear. I forced my eyes open and saw the wolves ripping at Laurent. The pain of the fire burning through me on the inside was making it impossible for me to understand what was happening in front of my eyes.

One of the wolves ran off. A few moments and Jacob came running into the clearing. I wanted to yell at him to run away. But I couldn’t it was taking all my energy to not start screaming in agony. Jacob ran straight over to me. He bent down next to my head and saw the wound.

He turned around and faced the wolves. “Now she’s changing, we shouldn’t have waited till he bit her.” He yelled at them.

The black wolf turned towards us and growled.

Suddenly Jacob took up a defensive position. “No, she won’t pay for your mistake Sam. I will not allow her to die just because you wouldn’t do what’s right and attack before that leech attacked.”

Then my vision blurred and I couldn’t hear there argument anymore. The only sensation I had was the pain of the fire burning through every ounce of my body.

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Prologue - after revisions today

… “Mouthwatering,” he repeated, inhaling deeply.

I tensed for the spring, my eyes squinting as I cringed away, and the sound of Edward’s furious roar echoed distantly in the back of my head. His name burst through all the walls I’d built to contain it. Edward, Edward, Edward. I was going to die. It shouldn’t matter if I thought of him now. Edward, I love you.

Laurent was at my side in an instant, grabbing my hair and pulling my head to the side as he forced me to the ground. His teeth sunk into my neck and the searing pain of a fire I recognized all too well was instantaneous.

I suddenly heard a loud crash right next to my ear so I forced my eyes open, seeing through blurred eyes as a group of massive wolves ripped at Laurent. The pain of the fire burning through me was making it impossible for me to fully understand what exactly I was seeing – other than the fact that part of me knew it was completely impossible.

One of the wolves ran off and a few moments later Jacob came running into the clearing. I wanted – needed even – to yell at him to run away but I couldn’t as it was taking every ounce of my will to not start screaming in agony. Jacob ran straight over to me, bending down next to my head. I was pretty sure his hand briefly touched my neck but couldn't actually feel it.

He turned around in a move so fast that my pained focus was completely unable to catch, facing the wolves. “Now she’s changing, we shouldn’t have waited till he bit her,” he yelled at them in anger.

I was relatively certain if my face wasn't already contorted in pain than it would be contorting in confusion instead. How could he know?

The black wolf turned towards us and growled.

Suddenly, Jacob took up a defensive position. “No, she won’t pay for your mistake, Sam. I will not allow her to die just because you wouldn’t do what was right and attack before that leech bit her.”

Then my focus gave out and my vision completely blurred out as well as any other knowledge of the world around me. The only sensation I had was the pain of the fire burning through every inch of my body.

Muse is Off Chasing...

Oh look, an okapi!

Why the Title The Emotional Roller Coaster Of Life

The title of this story, The Emotional Roller Coaster Of Life, was a title that I originally decided on back in 2010, and I love the analogy of a roller coaster, because they are very complex. They've also been around for a long time, dating back to the 17th which is over a century before both the first known train and first known cars. 

But the thing with roller coasters is that they're an accurate representation of life. Modern day roller coasters very greatly in length, speed, height, number of loops and more. This is very similar to life, some people will live to be a centurion while others lives will cut abruptly short. There's freight, thrill, laughs, screams and more that occur depending on the roller coaster a person ride. And also, just like roller coasters, life is full of colors. Things are never black and white.

When I decided to write an AH story and put my emotional core on the line for it, I wanted to give an accurate representation to the highs and lows of life. That's why the title and it's a large part of the reason behind a lot of the events that have occurred. 

Took Day Off

Got distracted, UFO spotted in my mind.

Supernatural

As of yesterday, the longest running show of its kind has announced that it's final season is coming.

For those who don't know/have never gotten into it, Supernatural, starring Jensen Ackles (known for his roles as Eric Brady in Days of our Lives, Alec McDowell in Dark Angel, and Jason Teague in Smallville), Jared Padalecki (known for his role as Dean Forester in Gilmore Girls), and Misha Collins (known for... not much honestly) is currently in it's fourteenth season.

And yesterday it was announced that season fifteen would be the last.

I have watched Supernatural from the very beginning and own the first thirteen seasons of the show on DVD. I'm the first to admit that over the years the show somewhat lost me. My favorite seasons are still the first five, but I have continued to watch this show and in many ways will truly miss it when it's gone.

My one hope, season fifteen will recapture more of the "saving people, hunting things, the family business," which has been largely missing for a long time now.