Showing posts with label Fated. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fated. Show all posts

Sunday, December 8, 2013

When I Get It Wrong ... Woe, Buddy.

This past summer I participated in the GoodReads Love Has No Bounds Event. People choose from a selection of pictures/prompts to write a story about. I wrote Playing For Keeps for the prompt I picked. That was my second attempt at a contemporary story and I was very satisfied with the outcome.

In June, an emergency call went out for prompts people were unable to complete. I took on an emergency call for an historical Scottish Laird Shifter. I had 30 days to turn in the story which sounds like plenty of time until you plan it out. I had three days of research, two weeks to write the story, and then ten days to work with an editor to polish it up.

Did I say already that I don't know anything about Scotland, or the topography of the highlands, or kilts? How about I didn't understand until too late the effect an historical (even in an alternate universe)would make on the words I used in the manuscript. I had to give a best guess to how much or how little the landscape changed in 1000 years. Did the houses have fireplaces? How did they cook their food? What type of food did they eat? What types of cloths did they have? Were there knights? Did Scotland have castles in the highlands? What was the forest like? Why was Scotland considered poor until King David? What do you mean some of the Scottish kings preferred to speak French? How old are the tartan patterns? 

What I actually knew was embarrassingly little. But I forged and rolled with it. Because there are shifters in the story, then technically it is an alternate world and some aspects would have to change to accommodate the supernatural.

Then the plot I picked, which I thought would equal 20k tops, turned out to be much bigger. I made the decision to complete the relationship piece and then go back and finish out the storyline once I completed Striker.

I had no idea how much I got wrong until I came back to complete Fated.

So there I was researching castles and dwellings when I came across a reference that implied King Malcolm IV was not present at the Battle of Renfrew. Noooo. I made a trip to Half-Price Books and raided their reference section on Scotland.

So I dug and dug until three weeks later I came to the conclusion that I had too many things wrong. Depending on which history book I read, Malcolm was either a good guy or a bad guy. It seems that feudal system of his grandfather, King David I, was both loved and hated. He, Malcolm, and Malcolm's successor, William all spoke French and thought of themselves and Frenchmen, not Scottish. 

Malcolm was king for a little over a decade, crowned when he was about 12 years old. Everybody wanted his piece of the pie and there was battle after battle as Malcolm continued to institute and up hold his grandfather's ideas and policies.

Somerled, King of the Isles was approached by some powerful men who wanted to put another person on the Scottish throne and they asked for his help. One thing led to another and bam we have the Battle of Renfrew. And the battle wasn't led by Malcolm. Nope. The High Steward Walter fitz Alan led the battle and won the day.

Other things I missed? Well, lets see. Fitz Alan's army was predominately Scoto-Norman knights and men-at-arms. Their numbers weren't as substantial as Somerled's 15,000 but their superior armor and weapons gave them an advantage and Somerled's army was--well, they were practically slaughtered. One of the history books recorded exactly how Somerled died and how his first born son died next to him. (Really sort of poetic.) And yes, in some of the books Somerled was considered a hero trying free Scotland form the Norman influence but in other texts he was reported to be greedy for the kingship of Scotland since the Battle of Renfrew was his second attempt to wrestle Scotland from Malcolm.

There was a castle there called Renfrewshire, recently built by Walter fitz Alan.

Even though some clans claim that they can trace their tartan pattern back a 1000 years, kilts weren't mentioned in any written text until around the 16th century. *head desk* Essentially, the texts on the first recorded kilts described them as belted cloaks. Is that something I can use?

Thane was not used until 14-15th century, not quiet sure exactly when. All I know is that it wasn't used in the 12th century. I finally found the title designations for David's feudal system, in Scottish Gaelic nonetheless, which I also discovered that even though the highlanders would have used the Gaelic term, the kings had them translated over to French-Latin. So to make things more difficult, if Ewen is in the company of the king's nobles he would use the French titles and if he's with his men he would use the Gaelic.

There were so many little things that I didn't catch. I realize that I only had three days of research before, and this is fiction, with shifters, which flips everything into an alternate universe but still--I felt AWFUL that I had so much wrong on something that was only supposed to be a place and time to begin the story. Aside from the beginning, the rest of the story takes place away from the overall political intrigue. The plot is about breaking the curse after all. But to fit Ewen and his kinsmen into that time period I ended up changing some of Ewen's history in order to put him in favor with the rulers and nobles. Even Roi's background got a makeover because I hadn't realized the Irish Catholic influence on the isles was as deep as it was.

My plan to have Fate and Destinies finished by the end of November was scrapped. This week felt I had enough research under my belt to begin making the changes and adding actual word count. I can't even guess when it will be completed but at least I'm writing on it again.

If you haven't read the free read, Fated, just keep in mind that it's ALL made up. Ewen and Roi live on a different timeline. And when it comes to Fate and Destinies it will be like reading a different story--for the most part. I'm keeping a good portion of the scenes that didn't have to be altered but they will be spread out so the relationship doesn't feel rushed.

In a couple of days I will have an excerpt for y'all since the Prologue is pretty much finished (at least I don't think that I'll be adding anything to it right now).

Thank you for stopping by and reading!

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Free Story Download and Other News

Fated, the Scottish bear shifting laird is now available for download. You can find the story at this link. ---> http://www.mmromancegroup.com/110465 Yeah!  Don't forget about the prequel that you can read here --->http://heartsonfirereviews.com/?p=22519 

 After I finish up with Striker, I will be working on the full story for Roi and Ewen plus conducting research for the sequel to Playing For Keeps. Came up with a series name, Unshakeable. I thought that fit the guys perfectly. 

Striker is really close to being finished. I thought that I only had 10k more to go at the end of August and it has turned out longer than I thought. 10k turned to 20k turned to 25k... I'm determined to wrap up everything for Dargon, Alpha, and Zeus. It seems the story doesn't give a flying hoot that I gave myself a deadline to finish. A deadline that I'm a week behind on. I kept putting off blogging because of it. I had this guilty feeling every time I started to put together a blog.  That, "you could be working on the next chapter and not fooling with a blog post," niggle.

Also in the Ander's News Bucket, I will be giving out two print copies of Alpha Trine this month. One on  the 11th at Blak Rayne's blog and the other on the 30th at Sid Love's review site.  Ebook copies will be won as well on the 15th when I participate in the Muse Blog Hop. I'll have reminders on the blog the day of the events and make sure to post the winner announcement.

I know this is a bit short but I have to get back to Striker. I really, really want to get this wrapped up! Send me good thoughts that hopefully include spiked java and chocolate.  :)

Friday, August 16, 2013

Legend of the Bearwere Curse

As you guys know, this year I participated in the GoodReads M/M Romance group's Love Has No Bounds event, and that I picked up a second story from an emergency prompt. The historical Scottish Laird who can shift. Last month I had the pleasure of sitting down with the two people, Kevin & Lucy, who submitted that prompt. We had a great time talking about the making of and some of the things I learned while researching.

While I was there, I asked them if they wanted to hear the back story to the shifter's curse. I have never given a verbal account of a story before. I really enjoyed it, even if I was flying by the seat of my pants because it wasn't something I had written down.

I was asked if I could put the story to paper and let it be a Hearts exclusive (at least until the novel comes out). Why, sure.

Then I started to write it down I became a little nervous because the Legend is like a fairytale "telling" not a "showing". It is everything they warn you not to do as a writer. So I turned it around and around and came up with the idea of using a scene from the soon-to-be book. See Fated, the free story I wrote for the prompt, only addresses the relationship part of the story and it's about 30k. The full story will be closer to 90k and includes a scene from Ewen's childhood. Ah-ha! It was perfect! And it's just up in time, too. Fated should be up on the M/M Group soon!!

The Legend of the Bearwere Curse is just under 5k and is now available for your viewing pleasure here!
(SFW)------>>>>Hearts On Fire Reviews <<<<------(SFW)
 
You don't have to worry about there being a surprise mooning or anything.
 
 

Monday, August 12, 2013

12th Century Scottish Lairds

Last night I finished up the first round of edits for Fated. It is the story for the emergency prompt that I picked up over at the M/M Romance group. The opening scene is the Battle at Renfrow in 1164. The King of the Isles transported 15,000 troops over the firth to do battle with the King of Scotland.

The year of 1164.

I picked it because I needed a plausible time when a pagan could still be found. I didn't think about the language of the time. That wasn't even a consideration. But then again, the Scottish laird is a shifter so that throws the world into an alternate universe and the language is a little more flexible but not much. I made sure the words used were no older than the 14th century. Now I can almost tell just by looking if the word is old enough but I still double checked to be sure. Oxford Dictionaries Pro got a subscription out of me because of it.

So there is one more round to go. I added an author's note about the time period and language. I would hate for someone to go into to the story thinking they were going to get a true historical and wonder what I was smokin' as they read. Hopefully I was able to write it in such a fashion that it has a historical feel about it.

So here is a quick excerpt. I had to find one that wouldn'y give too much away. I also wanted to share my favorite line out of the whole story. If you follow me on Facebook you might have seen it already because I posted it last night as I was doing a final read through.

“My shield in defence, my sword for redress, my arm in labour, my mind in council, my fate be now bond to ye. Yer life ere mine, yer house ere mine, yer kin ere mine, all of this I avow.” --Roi Iain mhic Leoid

Here's a quick excerpt -- not quite safe for work--  :)



I woke in the early hour of the morn trapped under a large snoring body. At once, panic flickered as I tried to place my surroundings. The events of the day ere pushed past the terror, only it did not help me to bring to mind the bald male who sprawled on top of me. Did I mistakenly climb into a tent not belonging to Ewen?

 Striving to extract myself without rousing the man, I shifted to move out from under him. The soldiers were celebrating heavily last evening. I did not want this one to wake and know he had not tumbled into bed with one of the camp’s women. Honest blunder or not, violence would ensue.

 A low grumbling growl caused me to halt and tense. My body shamefully responded to the noise. I laboured to hide my arousal in Ewen’s presence. Now here I was being made to think back to the many times I had denied myself the tender touch of another. I should have taken myself in hand last eve to relieve the tension, yet I had imagined being caught and all desire fled.

 The man began to sniff at the crook of my neck and I went from partially aroused to aching with need. There would be no way I could get out of this without a fight. The large strong arms clasped about my torso constricted, holding me tighter as the man rolled his hips, digging a steely manhood into the flesh of my hip.

 “Roi.” The voice was rough with sleep but I recognized Ewen in that one spoken word. The matter had not changed. If he woke he would not look kindly on a man in his bed. Natheless, I was well and truly trapped.

 Ewen continued to sniff my skin. At any other time, the soft puffs of air ghosting across my skin would stir my blood. A warm tongue licked along the skin where my collar would lay, raising the skin to gooseflesh. I fisted the hides underneath me to keep from pushing back against Ewen as he rolled his hips again.

 “Roi.” This time Ewen sounded harsh and full of agony.

 I waited for Ewen to wake. When he raised his head and stared down at me with clear hazel eyes, the strain left my body. The dread leaked away and I became pliant under Ewen’s firm body.

 “Tell me, dae ye— will ye— accept me?”

 I should argue for time. There were things I needed to tell him, explain to him… but I had only ever wanted him. Would he understand what I am— who I am? Would it even matter?

 In the end, I declined to deny him. With a boldness I oft lacked, I grasped his hips and ground my aching erection into him. The “aye, please” I intended came out sounding like a groan. Ewen nipped my chin, pulling lightly on the short hairs ere burying his nose back into the crook of my neck.
 
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