Getting In The Way

*Sigh*

Finally got some peace and quiet from the hurly-burly of family life and settle down to crack on with A Wolven Rose... But! And its a big but.

The problem with PC's is that its so easy to get sidetracked. I thought that I would do a quick search about for more ways to shamelessly prostitute myself and hopefully generate more sales of The Hypogeum.

Five minutes and an hour and a half later and I've just finished. Not just placing references to my books on facebook and submitting it to a plethora of search engines, but also advertising this blog (If you look at the top right of the page, you can rate my blog) A good rating equates to more visitors and hopefully more people parting with their shekels for my poetic scribblings.


Anyway, I finally finish that and once again settle down to write when who should decide that now is cuddle time and the only place to be is on my lap, but Stella the Staffy.

Could you say no? Didn't think so, and neither could I.

Ever tried to type whilst balancing a licky dog on your knee? Not easy.

Still, she's had enough now, so I think I can crack on with the story... Only, I think I'll have a quick game of FreeCell first.

Is It Just Me?

Or are ideas like buses? You wait for ages for one to arrive and then two or three all turn up together.

After spending months trying to think of a good idea for a story, as soon as The Hypogeum was in the bag, I immediately got another one. An original spin on our old friend the Lycanthrope. For any small children reading this, it's a werewolf.

Not only is my werewolf a female with all the associated problems of what to do when she changes back into her human form and needs some clothes, quick, but also what to do about the evil magician who needs her beating heart but not the rest of her.

I'm calling it A Wolven Rose.

Although the general plotline just appeared in my head, unlike The Hypogeum that I just let flow straight from brain to keyboard, I have decided to plan this one out properly.

All of the main characters have been given names and descriptions as well as a brief back-story. I drew a map and placed some countries, islands, towns and cities around the place.

All I can say after that is thank God for Seventh Sanctum and their name generators without whom I would probably be calling my main protagonist Deirdre Farthingale instead of the more exotic sounding Okime Denkriss.

Synopsis:

Okime Denkriss is a woman living a life of drudgery without hope. She is trapped as a virtual slave after the death of her parents and with no means of earning a living beyond the minimum required to stay alive. She also has a fear of water due to a very bad experience as a child.

One evening, on her way home from the kitchens where she works, she is attacked by a werewolf and is infected. The werewolf that bit her is killed and it turns out that she is the last living lycanthrope. Whilst werewolves are normally vicious and mindless killers in wolven form, Okime is different and for some reason keeps her sense of humanity and the ability to speak and reason normally when in the form of a wolf.

However, she does not wish to live as a werewolf and her only goal in life is to find a cure for her lycanthropic condition, but in order to do so, she must find the Magi of the White Order, who resides somewhere on the other side of the Freezewater Sea.

But, the Black Mage has sworn to kill Okime because he needs her beating heart for a spell that will allow him to fulfil his dreams of power, and he knows that she is the last of the lycanthropes and must NOT be allowed to find the cure she needs.

What WILL our heroine do?

What can she do?