Alright, so, as many of you know, I am working on a new story (possibly a new series, we’ll see where it goes). Thought you might be interested in some insight into my writing process today I will give you a very short synopsis as to what this new story is about (kind of like what you’d get if you picked the book up in the bookstore, flipped it over, and read the back cover). Next week, I’ll give you some of the back-story, the place where we started this writing endeavor (many of the ideas for this new story are from my husband, hence the “we” there). I rarely ever write completely alone – I need people to bounce ideas off of… thankful my family is so willing to be my sounding board so often!

Ok, so, this new story, so far, is called “Grayden’s Tale” – but that’s just my working title… will come up with a better one later on. Here’s the short synopsis so far:

In the small village of Dalsea lives a young man named Grayden. He and his best friend, Wynn, have recently been accepted to the Academy, a training ground for warriors. As they begin their journey away from everything familiar into the vast unknown of the future, they take with them all their doubts about leaving home and their excitement about a new adventure.

On the eve before they embark on their long journey across the country to the Academy, however, Grayden discovers an old man living high up in the mysterious tower on the outskirts of town, a tower everyone thought long abandoned. The old man, Dalmir, is angry with Grayden for disturbing his quiet contemplation. Despite his anger, something makes him come down from his tower, and invite himself along on Grayden and Wynn’s journey to the Academy.

Traveling with this enigmatic old man, whose face and energy bely his white hair and beard, Grayden and Wynn aren’t sure what to think. They find themselves awed and a little frightened of him, as well as curious about how he has managed to survive at the top of the tower without anyone seeing him or knowing about him for all these years.
As they travel through cities, fly in the amazing airships, and get hijacked by pirates – turning their journey into a far greater adventure than they ever hoped for – the two young country boys begin to grow up into the realization that the world is more vast and complex than they ever dreamed.

~ jenelle

Guest Writer – Laughter is Good for the Soul

When we were up in Washington visiting my brother and sister-in-law, I was trying to work on my newest book (I’ve been posting snippets here and there on this blog you can go here or here if you need a refresher on what the story is sort of about). I had hit a wall (momentary writer’s block) and so I asked Grant if he had any ideas for me. My brother is very creative, and has often been someone I can bounce ideas off of. Here’s the direction he recommended I go with my story… what do you think?


    “Rambo will take you there.”
    “Oh good I feel much better with Rambo taking me there.  You imbecile why would I let some homicidal ex marine touting a 60 cal take me anywhere?”
    “Well, he’s gotten better.”
    “Oh goood, he’s gotten better.  Now I’m all relieved and like ‘cheerio’ let’s go adventuring.  You’re all da da da da let’s go find Bambi and tell him that Flower’s caught the SNIFFLES!  It’s all over the mountain and through the woods from here.  All mai tais and yahtzee eh?  All lead pipe cinch, eh?  All biscuits and gravy? All add the cream and hold the sugar?  Well let me tell you I didn’t graduate out of pull-ups to be bibbed around by some maniacal man suffering from.. from a lot of angst!  All this pubecent rage!  All this teenage mad at my father syndrome. SHAME ON THEM!!!… no… I’m leaving…. and I’m taking the monkey with me!

I think it fits rather well with the overall theme, don’t you? Did I mention that my whole family has a rather odd sense of humor? I love it. Sometimes you just need a little laughter in your life… helps you knock over those writer’s block walls.

I believe excerpts and bits and pieces of First Blood, Bambi, The Grinch (Jim Carrey version), and The Rock were used in the creating of this post… (possible other references that I can’t place at the moment), but considering how completely out-of-context they are and the major changes made to them… I think they fall under the “Fair Use” category, don’t you?

~ jenelle

Poetry Corner: Kiernan’s Song

Welcome back to Poetry Corner Monday! Sorry I was quiet last week. Had some… rough stuff going on…

In the vein of focusing on Kiernan Kane (my dad’s favorite character in my quadrilogy), here’s a song he sings in one of the books: (I believe it’s the third one, based on the date)

Kiernan’s Song 6-25-04

The minstrel draws you
The minstrel calls you
The minstrel beckons
Come listen, come hear.

When the days turn dark
And the firelight dim
When cold are your hearts
Come listen to him.

The minstrel sings
And strums his strings
Let your heart take wings
Come listen, come hear.

When the road seems long
When your strength is gone
You’ve forgotten his song
Come listen, draw near.

Let the minstrel remind you
With his song let him find you
From the darkness unbind you
Come listen, come hear.

The minstrel draws you
The minstrel calls you
The minstrel beckons
Come listen, come near.

~ jenelle