In this final installment, Abigail and Quinn butt heads, and then Abigail goes to the hospital’s breakroom to cool off. It is still Monday and four days before Halloween. I have a feeling that the holiday is going to pair up Vree and Abigail before the novel ends. Have a happy and safe Halloween everyone.Continue reading New WIP Installment 4 [fiction]
We leave Vree in this installment and learn more about one of her nurses, Abigail Gentry. I based her looks on the illustration below. The hair in the illustration is curlier than how I described Abigail’s. I may need to add a new description when I sit down for my final draft. Oh well. Anyway,Continue reading New WIP Installment 3 [fiction]
Here’s more of the novel I have worked on for the past four years. It features 15-year-old Vree Erikson who wakes up in the hospital after lightning struck her and her neighbor Owen Avery. It is Monday and four days before Halloween when Vree awakens. Enjoy. And again, please don’t shy from leaving comments. 2Continue reading New WIP Installment 2 [fiction]
This is just a taste of the novel I have worked on for the past four years. I’m not a speedy writer since I only have a few hours each day to write. Okay, a fewer more since my surgery and sick leave from work. The intro of my novel is lengthy, so I’m puttingContinue reading New WIP Installment 1 [fiction]
My character, Vree Erikson, was born April 30 in Ridgewood PA (a town I call Ravenwood in my early stories) on Walpurgis Night, aka Witches Night. Her nickname Vree comes from her initials VRE from Verawenda Renee Erikson (also spelled Erickson in some of my stories). At the time of this writing, she is andContinue reading Vree’s Birthday [character development]
I think all young writers began telling their stories in first-person point of view. I did, fifty years ago. I wrote many of my stories at school, but I did it at a different level than my classmates by making myself a character in my stories. A few teachers suggested I replace “me, Steve Campbell,Continue reading Introducing Owen [character development]
Before Ravenwood became a place in my stories, there was Myers Lake, named after Alice Myers, an old woman who lived alone in an ancient Victorian mansion at the lake. She had no living relatives and was always alone—well, she had several cats to keep her company and there was the local pastor who mowedContinue reading Finding Gems in Backstory [character development]
Long ago, I typecasted Vree as a main character-of-interest with an INFP personality. For the most part, INFPs are highly curious, inquisitive, innovative, highly creative, and people who enjoy doing things by themselves … ALONE. Vree has always been an excellent artist, but one who enjoys working in solitude. It’s difficult to craft action storiesContinue reading My Lead Character Needs a Career
Creating a new, older Vree with a different story to tell will void much of the old blogs about her, including her diary, which I published sections of it at Vree’s Journal. But that’s okay. This project is all about change, after all. The biggest changes will be to her relationships, education, and residence. Also,Continue reading New Vree [character development]
It was 1970 and I was 13 when I created Ravenwood, a fictional town modeled after my hometown in northwest Pennsylvania. I wrote my stories as a diary, telling firsthand adventures with a central character named Vree Erikson. Her complete name was Verawenda Renee Erikson, and her nickname Vree came from her initials VRE. IContinue reading Ravenwood’s Direction [writing news]
As promised. This is the last bit of writing I will post from the new novel. Thank you, everyone, for the likes. Chapter 3? More Blood: Vree shut the book with a bang. A floorboard squeaked at the doorway and her mom entered the room. “I hope you like what your dad and I didContinue reading Even More of the New Novel [fiction]
As promised, I am continuing to release a few chapters of my work-in-progress novel about Vree Erickson. Chapter 2? Lenny: A twisting ribbon of blacktop took them to a long, stone paved driveway that led to a light blue, two-story Colonial home, trimmed in eggshell white. Karrie parked inside the two-car garage attached to theContinue reading Still More of the New Novel [fiction]
