Wednesday, April 21, 2010

What's Happening Now?

Well, another seven days have flown by, and it's time once again for our midweek update – a chance for characters to reveal their current whereabouts. In this way, authors can share what's happening within their stories by speaking through their characters' unique voices.

So, let's hear it, characters. It's time to share your pleasures, your pitfalls, your ambitions, or whatever else is on your mind – and hopefully, by revealing where you are in your story, you'll help inspire your authors to keep moving forward with theirs.

Remember, this is for characters only!

55 comments:

Marenya said...

My author is sick this week, and hasn't done anything new. She's been working very hard also.

I wonder why other work is more important than working on our story? Is it not her sole purpose under the sun?

Faldur said...

You've never had to earn a living, so you don't understand, Marenya.

I, for one, am glad of a reprieve. Things were getting rather stressful.

Marenya said...

Perhaps I haven't worked for wages, but I work very hard at home. I am constantly taking care of Pelwyn's things, smoothing over family differences, and patching up the boys. But, you are right, I haven't worked for a living. These things I do out of love, and to earn my keep.

Faldur said...

Our author does it out of love for her family and students also, but she must put food on the table as well.

I hope she feels better soon, and can resume teaching. It is rather difficult to teach without a voice. I believe she is going back to bed now.

candy said...

I'm sorry your author is ill. It is such a bore when that happens and I hope she'll soon be better.
Mine has had me reading my great aunt's diary.Such a sweet, innocent love she had with that boy, until one night... well, it was still innocent really. Such dreams they have of their future but even though she says she'll marry him she takes off and flies back East. She knows he won't come back. I don't know why - pretty mean if you ask me.

Candy said...

Supposed to be "she" won't come back. Sorry!

Kaelin said...

My author is trying to decide if I have a gambling problem.

I don't, if you were wondering...

Aidan said...

Faldur, dude. Not cool. I mean, you'll never get her to like you with talk like that.

Olivia Harper said...

Oh, Marenya, I'm sorry to hear that your author is sick. I echo Candy's sentiments and hope she gets better soon. Being sick is no fun when you're a grown-up.

Faldur said...

Who ever said I want her to like me? For Heaven's sake, man, I want her to forget about me and find someone more suitable.

Why does everyone assume I want to marry her? Just because I looked after the girl, after her father died, implies nothing romantic at all.

Gryphon feathers! It's impossible.

Marenya said...

I wasn't offended, Aidan. I mean, not until his last comment.

Now I'm offended.

However, since he seems to go out of his way to be offensive to nearly everyone, I don't take it personally.

It is very kind of you to be concerned, however. I am grateful.

Have you ever been to Belhanor? I think you would like it. It's very restful (most of the time) and would make a nice change of scene for you.

Aidan said...

Marenya, I would like to come there very much. And since, you know, Faldur isn't interested, and I'm not seeing anybody...anyway. It doesn't have to be like a real date.

Marc said...

You suck at asking women out, mate.

And Faldur's going to kill you now. And I shall have to defend you, even though I'm on his side in this.

Marc said...

And Kaelin, you DO like to gamble. Makes a lad wonder...

Kaelin said...

It's only a problem if you lose, Marc.

Aidan said...

WTF Marc? I just asked her to hang out, that's all. Sheesh. Faldur said she should see other people.

Marc said...

No. Faldur said she should find someone SUITABLE.

Massive difference, my young padawan.

Marenya said...

Oh, my! I was only inviting Aidan to come and visit. And Kaelin, Marc, Jason and Lucy, too, by implication. I have no designs on the prince. I just thought it would be a nice break for him. I mean, for all of you.

And besides, Aidan is already promised in marriage, is he not? So I would certainly never mean to imply anything other than friendship. That would definitely be "unsuitable."

All the same, you are all most welcome to visit. And Candy, too!

Marenya said...

(And I rather doubt that Faldur could kill Aidan, anyway, since he's about two feet shorter and lacking in supernatural abilities. It would be interesting to see him try, however.)

Aidan said...

That whole promised in marriage thing is just a technicality, Marenya. Ignore it. I do.

Besides, Cassidy won't even talk to me. I'm too young, I don't wear the right clothes, and I'm not serious enough about my work, apparently.

Do I have to bring everyone else?

Kaelin said...

Nice, bro.

Aidan said...

Hey! They don't take turns sleeping with you. I never get a break.

Marc said...

Trust me, chasing you down when your sleepwalking is no picnic for me, either. Hell, Jason was ready to handcuff you to the bed after the third time you wandered off the other night.

And you hog the covers.

aidan said...

Marenya, ignore them. And I'd be flattered if you had designs on me.

Marenya said...

Well, I, um. Well.

I don't quite know what to say. I'm flattered that you're flattered. Not that I do have, um, "designs" of any kind. But, well, how did "sleeping" come into this conversation?

And, well, we should have a chaperone(s) present. So yes, I'd like it if the others came. But I can put a containing spell on your room, if you like, to keep you from sleepwalking. Or we can set Nighfala as a guard. I guarantee you won't get far with her draped across your feet. She is a house cat at heart, but not in body.

Nighfala said...

Did someone call me?

Faldur said...

Marenya,
You know quite well that you can't "contain" a person any more than I could.

I think she's just trying to impress you, Aidan. And no, I don't want to kill you. I find this whole flirtation highly amusing.

Marc said...

You and me both Faldur.

Aidan said...

Why do we need a chaperone? We're both grown ups. I mean, I have to have guards because of the whole Lord Seer thing. But I wouldn't do anything. Not with you, Marenya.

Wait, I don't mean it like that. I mean...shit. I mean not unless you wanted me to. Not because I don't think you're hot and all but--seven hells. Just, that's not just why I want to hang out with you. Not just why, anyway.

Maybe Nighfala can chaperone us. When she's not watching me sleep. And I mean just sleep, Marc, not the other kind.

Marc said...

Jase and I wouldn't miss this for the world. Of course we must chaperone our young prince to see that he has no untoward intentions--or at least that he doesn't act upon them.

Faldur, we'll bring the whiskey.

Faldur said...

That sounds more than satisfactory to me, Marc.

Aidan, what Marenya means by "chaperone" is that our people avoid being alone with the other sex when unmarried, to avoid even the appearance or faintest suggestion of impropriety. It does not imply anything negative about the other party, rather the opposite: a desire to protect the honor of both parties.

It does, however, make it deuced inconvenient when trying to have a private conversation.

Marenya said...

I don't recall inviting the Captain to this gathering? But I suppose if you want him, I cannot refuse.

Marenya said...

Aidan, it is quite possible to discreetly have a quiet conversation if one desires, as long as we are within view of others. Such as a walk on the balcony in the moonlight, or sitting in a quiet corner by the fire.

I am quite pleased that you wish to come. I think that we could find much to talk about. And you aren't too hard on the eyes either, my Lord. I wonder sometimes what a Seer sees when he isn't "seeing?" Or is your inner sight always plaguing you? And can you read the thoughts of a Hanorja? I would be interested to find out.

Marc said...

You've gone and done it, Marenya. The lad's redder than a rose.

Nutmeg Cross said...

Ooh, can Indy and I come, too? This sounds too promising to miss!

Aidan said...

Ignore him, Marenya. He's only here because he caught me sneaking out to see you.

Let's walk over here where no one can hear us, all right?

Um, Sight. See this Celtic Knot brand I have? That's a lot like Sight. Lots of interlocking paths. Sometimes if I'm lucky, most of the paths are blurry and one is clearer.

Kae's always there though. We can telepath too. (I can telepath to others but he's the only one who knows how to answer.)

Other than that, I can sense an enemy when he is near. I can see auras. I sense feelings, really strong immediate ones but more often the sort of feeling that makes a person who he is.

Like with you, Marenya, I can tell how strong you are. It's sort of hidden, but there. It shows up best with Faldur, when he makes you mad.

Now you tell me about you. I can't remember, isn't the Queen your cousin? Is that why you stay with her? Are you happy here? Or would you rather have your own place?

Aidan said...

I have to add, I'm not sure why everyone's so interested in watching us talk, Marenya. Faldur, I get, but the rest of them? Nothing better to do, I guess.

Marc's whiskey is pretty good though. Maybe that's why.

Marenya said...

I am very impressed that you think I am strong. I sense that you are... alone... despite being constantly surrounded by others. Is that accurate, do you think?

My situation is a bit unusual, I suppose. My cousin will be the Queen one day, after she marries Mel, who is the crown prince, and his father dies. But he will probably live another sixty years, so that won't be for a long time yet.

After my father was killed - he was a Ranger - my mother's cousin (Pelwyn's mother) invited us to come and stay for a while. She had four sons and one daughter, Pelwyn, who is my age. We all got along so well, and my mother was such a help to Lady Tarnbel (who never was strong), and Pelwyn was so plagued by an excess of brothers, that everyone thought we should stay.

So we did. And it worked out quite well after Lady Tarnbel eventually died, because my mother continued running the household. It was she who guided Pelwyn through her courtship with Mel. And now I'm going with her to be her maid-in-waiting.

So I can't really imagine being on my own, because it would mean being separated from Pelwyn, who is dearer than a sister to me. I suppose I will be a sort of spinster aunt to her children and help raise them. I really don't want more than that for myself, deep down, though sometimes I wish I could stay here where things are familiar.

But then, there are some things that are too familiar, if you know what I mean.

Aidan said...

How did you know that about feeling alone? My dad and I never got along, but at least he got the whole Sight thing. Now it's just me.

You remind me of Jason. When I was a baby he Swore himself to me. So now he dies if I die, and I'm in danger all the time. I hate it. Marc did it too, but at least he asked first. (And honestly, I think he did it more to impress Lucy than anything.)

Sometimes I try to get Jason to have some fun, hook up, you know... ah shit, now you're blushing again. Sorry. I keep making you do that. Sorry.

Anyway, I'm not trying to offend you or anything, but it seems like you're living Pelwyn's life, not yours. Do you get to go to parties and stuff? Out to pubs, maybe, to meet new people? What do you do for fun?

Marenya said...

Jason and Marc must love you very much, Aidan. It must be of immeasurable comfort to you, despite your teasing of each other.

I suppose you could say I'm a bit like them. That is to say, I have chosen to serve my Kingdom by serving the future Queen. If Faldur can spend his life serving as a Ranger, why should I not have a way to serve also?

As well... and this is very difficult to talk about, because I'm not... accustomed to discussing such personal things...

in our society, when a hawin reaches the age of choosing that means that she can be chosen in marriage by a haman, but she cannot be the chooser. It is... unseemly... for her to put herself forward so. She can reject a suitor she dislikes, but at the cost of knowing she will be a burden on her family until she does marry.

So, by committing myself to the royal family, I have removed that burden from my mother and my uncle, as well, who has been more than kind in supporting us so far.

And since no one has chosen me yet, nor is likely to, this is the best, most useful path I can see for myself. I would... I would be lying if I said that sometimes, when I am alone with my thoughts, I wished it could be otherwise. But I must be realistic. And it's not such a bad thing, really, to be surrounded by those who love and value you, now is it?

At least I have a choice, and you, I fear, do not.

What do I do for fun? We do have parties at the castle. My uncle is a very important person, and gives dances and feasts at certain times of the year. My cousins are very merry. And Pelwyn and I love all those things that females enjoy doing together, and riding, of course. And I'm quite passionate about my garden.

It must all sound very dull to you! You lead such an exciting life.

Faldur said...

Marc, Jason, I think they've been talking alone long enough, don't you think?

Hello Indy, hello Nutmeg! Aden Fath! You look thirsty. Would you care for a drink? Whiskey or lemonade?

Aidan said...

I don't understand why no one has chosen you. You're really pretty, you're strong and you think about things a lot, you're not just a... well. Anyway. It seems like someone would break some rules and come after you. I might, if I weren't stuck with Cassidy, who already hates me.

You want to know a secret about Jason? I haven't even told him. When he touches me...ok, this sounds all wrong. I don't mean it like that. But when I wake up in the middle of the night and he's got hold of my wrist, or when he shoves me or spots me on weights, I get warm all over. It's really weird.

Faldur keeps looking at me. Heh. Wonder what he'd do if I kissed you? Come at me with that knife I bet.

Jason said...

Faldur, have another drink and let the young ones be for the moment. Aidan isn't going to try anything. He knows what I'll do to him if he does.

Marc said...

Worse, he knows what Dad'll do to him if he makes a muddle of it. Did you get a load of yesterday's "behavior unbecoming a prince" and "representative of Sentinel" lectures?

I've never seen Dad so adamant.

Jason said...

Indy, Nutmeg, yeah. Join us. We've got the live entertainment walking over there in the garden.

Notice how Aidan has his hands behind his back at all times. What Dad told him to do I bet.

Marc said...

Ha! Get himself a bloody muscle cramp I'll wager, and he deserves it. It really is too adorable, isn't it? Our little lad is growing up.

Jason said...

Yeah. Right into Cassidy's claws.

Everyone got enough whiskey? Good. We can settle in for a bit then. What's news in these parts?

Faldur said...

You know, gentlemen, I really do think that they are standing too close together for propriety, and have been doing so for quite a long time now. I can't really see their faces... does it seem to you as if he's leaning over her? I know that she is shorter than he and perhaps he is just talking to her, but all the same... I do think that I should go bring them back here.

Excuse me a moment.

Marenya said...

Aidan, Faldur's coming over. See that little smile pasted on his mouth, and the way he's walking so stiffly. That means he's upset. And he likes you very much, too.

Thank you for talking with me. I hope you can visit again. I'm afraid our time alone is over. (puts her hand on his wrist)
Aden Fath, Aiden. Verbril kelfa. Have faith, and the stars will light your way.

Marc said...

(later)

How was that then? Have to say, I though you were going to kiss her there for a minute, mate.

Faldur would've blown a gasket.

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Aidan said...

I was not trying to kiss her. We just talked. She's really nice is all.

Jason said...

Look, our young Lord's got a crush now.

Have to say, I like that Faldur very much. We could use a man like him in the war. Got the kind of determination that puts notches on a belt. Can handle his whiskey, too.

Marenya said...

(I wonder if my touch warmed Aidan's wrist. I'm sure my hand felt warmer to me, but perhaps it was just my nervousness.

I shouldn't have done it, but I couldn't resist the temptation to see what would happen.)

Faldur said...

(I wonder what those two were really talking about? And the other two trying to get me drunk! And implying I'm too old for her. I may be a little older, but I'm not that much older. When I'm a hundred and fifteen and she's eighty-five, will it really matter?

I certainly could use some tall, strong, experienced men like them to help us take care of the nightstalkers once and for all.)