Ebook Update

Hey everyone,

Yes, long time no see again. Have I mentioned before that I’m terrible at blogging? Yes? Well, I’ll say it again, anyways. I am horrible at keeping this updated. Maybe because I’m still under the illusion that so few people care what I have to say.

Self-deprecating artist feelings aside, I have good news!

Though my first fantasy novel, “Sparks and Shadows” has been out for just over a year now, I have recently made a few changes to it. I’ll admit that in my rush to release it last year, I missed a few grammatical edits when I did my last read through of it. Every time I opened my editorial copy I’ve kept on my desk for myself, it seemed like I found yet another grammar error. So, I’ve actually been meaning to do another run through edit for awhile.

However, the reason that I finally went through all the work (reading through just shy of 700 pages is no small task – especially when you’ve read it so many times before) is that when I first published last year I had no idea how to format an ebook file, so my Kindle edition for the past year has been a print replica. I admit that I don’t necessarily care for ebooks myself, and the only Kindle I have is the free desktop app from Amazon, but I do know that a print replica over an actual ebook is harder to read. The text can be blurry, and you’re not able to adjust the size of the words for reading ease.

This past October I helped a fellow author friend format his second print novel at the last minute. It was a great feeling, knowing that I could put the skills I’d gathered while publishing my first book to use. Not to mention, it kept everything fresh in my head, because pretty soon I’m going to have to go through the process again for my second novel. And though I didn’t expect it, I got a very lovely mention in the acknowledgements of that book. (That really made my day) So, when he contacted me again a few weeks later, wondering if I could put together the ebook file of that book, I couldn’t say no. It didn’t matter to me that I still hadn’t learned how to format ebooks. I scoured the internet, and with only a little frustration – what would Word be without some frustration? – I found out how to create ebook files from scratch.

A skill that I’ve put to use in the last few months as I’ve returned to my own novel. I actually started this little side project in October, hoping to get it done before NaNoWriMo, but that didn’t happen.

Today, however, the Kindle edition of “Sparks and Shadows” on Amazon is now a reflowable format file, all set to read on your e-reader. And, on top of that, as a bit of a promotion, the e-book will be 0.99 cents through the end of the year. So, follow the link below and get yourself a copy, or pass this on to a friend. And if you do read it, make sure to leave a review on Amazon and/or Goodreads.

Also, the print file itself has been updated to reflect the grammatical changes made. I still have a number of the old copies, so any print copies bought through me for a bit will still be first edition (who knows, maybe they’ll be worth something someday). Any bought through Amazon or Barnes and Noble from this day forth will be second edition.


_ Kendrick von Schiller

Ebook link:




A Whirlwind Summer

     Once again, I’ve been terrible about upkeep on this blog. Maybe I just still suffer from the idea that I never have anything of real interest to say. But, that’s been far from the truth lately. Once an introvert, always an introvert I suppose.

     Anyway, I know it’s been awhile since I’ve posted any real update. This will be a short post for now, but I will say that just as the title claims, I’ve been busy doing this, that, and the other this summer. And, really, that started in the middle of spring.

     I’ve got to admit, I’m not used to this much activity. I don’t know the last time that I’ve just relaxed, really. I’ve gotten to the point now that when I have a day to do absolutely nothing that I almost feel lost.

     Hopefully I will soon get back into updating this blog more often, but, for now, here’s a short recap of what I’ve been up to lately. And, if I can get my act together, I plan to do individual blog posts going into more detail with each of these things.



What has Kendrick von Schiller been up to?

     Well, so far this spring/summer I’ve had two book signings (and I just got word that I have another in October!). The first was at Barnes & Noble as a part of a multi-author event. My upcoming signing will be similar, though at a different Barnes & Noble. The second signing was at a unique little shop up in Tawas, MI and was actually a part of a larger event. Not to mention, quite impromptu.

     I finally got to see Disturbed in concert in May. What an incredible show! Though I will admit, after all the smaller shows I’ve been to throughout the years, it’s strange to attend an arena show now.

     In the middle of June I attended my first Renaisssance Festival as a vendor. And what was I selling? My book, of course! It was a much smaller festival than the one I usually go to in the fall, but it was great fun, and I didn’t do too bad at all with sales. It was a great experience. One that I intend to pursue again next year.

     The week after that I attended the same festival, this time just to visit, and ended up spending a good hour or so in a forge! Forge work and blacksmithing is something that I’ve always been interested in, so it was a unique and thrilling opportunity to try my hand at it and actually make something. Especially since I was dressed as an elf at the time. That’s not something you see every day.

     Throughout that week and into the week following the Fourth of July I stepped back from my own writing, and took the time to help out a fellow author. One of my friends from the big Renaissance Festival was having problems formatting his second novel and I offered to help. Formatting it definitely not everyone’s cup of tea, and I’ll admit that I wanted to pull out my hair when I formatted my own novel last fall. But, throughout that process of working on Sparks and Shadows, I learned a lot, and I figured that going through the process again would keep it fresh in my mind for when I have to format my second novel. I only found a little bit of frustration during the project, but I have to admit, even though I knew what I was doing, I still learned some new things! And got the gratification of being able to help out a fellow artist and author. We’ve got to stick together.

     And, one of my favorite things of all: I got to see something that I never thought I would get the chance to see in person unless I went to Norway. And that’s the largest recreation of a Viking ship, the Draken Harold Hårfagre. I don’t even remember how I initially ran across it in the first place, but I have been following their page since 2012 when it was still being built. So to see it in person was a dream come true. And let me tell you, it is incredibly impressive in person! Definitely everything I had hoped for and more. (I’ll definitely have a dedicated post to this in the upcoming weeks. After I go through all the pictures I took.) I was sad to see it go, and though it only just left here Wednesday morning, I miss it already.

     In the midst of all that, I’ve been slowly picking away at the chain mail shirt I’m making for the Renaissance Festival. At this point, I honestly don’t know that I’ll have it done in time, but that won’t keep me from continuing to work on it.




     So, that’s been most of the highlights of my busy summer thus far, and it’s not yet over. Who knows what I can get into next. Though I know for a fact that one of the things I need to return to is writing and getting the second novel of the Nyte-Fyre Prophecy series finished. So, here’s to that.

     If anything, the United States is in the midst of a streak of wickedly hot weather, so what better time than now to hole up in the house in front of the air conditioning and write?

     I will hopefully return here soon. In the meantime, what’s been the highlight of your summer so far?

~ Kendrick

Back From the Dead

Okay, so not actually back from the dead.

I just know that I’ve been inactive long enough that people probably at least think I fell off the face of the earth.

If anything, it got your attention, right?

That being said, I have returned to the online community, and will hopefully not disappear again.

This may be a short entry for me, but I just want to let my followers know that I am still around and I am still working on my book. In fact, I’m finally kicking it up a notch and have been working on it pretty much nonstop these last few weeks. The goal – though there is still quite a bit of work to do – is to have this final edit completed by the end of this month, and, in turn, have the final copies in print starting early next month.

In other words: You will finally be able to purchase the first book of the Nyte-Fyre Prophecy series – “Sparks & Shadows” – and read the final product very soon.

My biggest goal is to have the book ready to roll so that I can get into the Michigan Renaissance Festival to sell. And then, the Christmas season is not too far after that.

I’ve had the beginnings of a marketing plan sketched out for ages, and have recently added a few things to that as of late. However, that is another blog post altogether. Probably once I’m actually done with this edit. I can focus more on that once I get the final file sent off to the printers, since that will leave me about a week to a week and a half waiting for books in the mail.

Hopefully, from here on out, I will be more active on both this blog and the corresponding Facebook page. However, the main reason I’ve been so silent on both is that I never feel as if I have much to discuss regarding my writing. At least nothing of major consequence.

I will admit that having this auto-immune disorder (Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis) has thrown me for a loop. I won’t go into much detail regarding that because I don’t care to recognize it, but though there are numerous side effects from it, what has been causing me the most trouble is the extreme fatigue and brain fog – neither of which are productive for a writer and artist. So I’ve had quite the go-around trying to squeeze in editing and writing on the days that I do feel particularly awake. Thankfully I’ve found a different medication, that although doesn’t make me feel exceptionally human as I would like, does at least give me more days where I am alert and not struggling with fatigue. As a writer, I couldn’t ask for much more than that. I terribly miss the writer I was when I first began this series so many years ago – the one that wrote for hours a day, sometimes till two in the morning. I remember a time – two years ago for NaNoWriMo – where I was actually up until 4:30 in the morning finishing a chapter. I want to be that writer again – writing because I want to, rather than getting caught up and frustrated with the technicalities of editing.

That being said, though I’ve had to push myself to return to this edit (as I’ve felt far more inclined to explore the darker latter half of the series, as opposed to working on the first book), I have found that I’m enjoying the process again. It is amazing to go back and see just how much work I have completed, and even how my writing has changed over the years.

Regarding the editing/rewriting process, I have probably one more chapter that I want to completely rewrite – filling in a chapter that got cut – and most of the rest of it is more grammatical editing, and simply rearranging sentences to make them read better and mesh with my current writing style.

As I mentioned, I’ve still got quite a bit of work ahead of me, but I do see the end of this particular chapter. I can very easily complete this. And this is just the first book. There are plenty more to keep me busy after that. At least six more (possibly seven), a potential book of a series of short stories involving the characters that take place either before or after the actual series, a compendium of information – character histories, histories of the land, and all the other facts that I wanted to either explore, or just didn’t have a place for within the story, and an after series novella. At least I say novella for now, though I won’t know until the time actually comes just how long it will be. It might end up being a full novel in itself.

All I know is there is plenty of writing ahead of me in the years to come, and I’m looking forward to every moment of it. Yet, it all really starts with this first book.

So, welcome again to all my followers, previous and forthcoming.

Keep your eyes peeled, for exciting things are finally around the corner for this series.

I will return soon

~ Kendrick

Death & Shadows

Why is it that the darkness is what most breeds creation? Of course there’s plenty of creativity in happiness, but it seems like when sorrow strikes is when we’re stripped to our core and where we really find that raw seed.

I learned that one of our friends passed away today, and it’s just things like these that make you realize how much of our lives we waste, telling ourselves that we will just do this, that, or whatever tomorrow. Days like today make you realize all the more that there may be no tomorrow.

This is going to be a short post because I’m honestly quite broken right now and don’t really know what to say or how to feel, but one thing I do know is that as the years slowly tick on the dedication in my book is getting longer… thinking of all those people that have supported me along the way that will never actually get the chance to read the finished product.

I’m still rather distraught, but in a way, as much as I’m hurting, this has given me a new spark. It likely won’t be tonight, as I’m finding it hard to focus, but this weekend, I’m definitely getting back to working on my book.

Speaking along the lines of my book, the Shadowlord – ferrier of death – has a creed that reads:

May light preserve you from darkness,
Set you free from pain.
Soul returns to sky,
Body to Earth.

Two constants in life
Though light prevails,
Death and Shadows await
At the end of the trail.

We will miss you, Stacy…

Death and Shadows, my friend… until we meet again.

Loss and Colorful New Beginnings

February, oh February… how is it that you have arrived already?

Seeing as my last post was on January first, I figured it was time for an update.

Though, since this blog is supposed to be mainly about writing, I don’t know just how much there is to actually update. As has been the case for a number of years now – with my winter depression – January has proven to be a rather unproductive month.

I actually think that I can quite accurately blame myself for that, however. I always think of January as a crap month, and therefore, that is what it always turns out to be. Yet, that doesn’t mean that I did absolutely nothing or that squat occurred during the past month. In fact, quite the opposite is true on that account. Not everything has been shiny and fun, but I made it through another January.

To dispose of the tears and the sadness first, I will make note that last week we had to put one of our cats to sleep. I know that there are plenty out there who think “What’s the big deal? It’s just a cat.” And then there are the others, like me, who have animals – whether it be cats or dogs – that know just how much our pets become family and realize how hard it is. The strange thing is that for as many cats as we’ve had over the years, this is the very first that we’ve actually had to take in to be put to sleep. For the longest time our young cats were either running away and never returning or getting hit by cars. This to is a hard thing to face, but remains simply that it was something that happened and not – like euthanasia – a conscious decision on your part. However, our cat in question – Bufford – was over ten years old and diabetic. He had lost a ton of weight last summer and had only been declining since. We took him to the vet in December and tried with the insulin shots, but he never truly recovered. And, as sad as it was to make that final decision, it was easy to see that he wasn’t having fun. He spent all his days simply laying on a towel in the kitchen, barely able to make it a few feet before having to lie down again from exhaustion. In the end, we knew allowing him to pass was the best decision for all of us.

Loss is such a strange thing, because the thing is that – as much as I hate to admit it – Bufford was probably the cat I was the least attached to of our current brood. He was more my mom’s buddy than mine, but I still found myself shedding a good amount of tears, before, during and after actually letting him go. I think, in a way, it just made me realize that I’m going to have to do that some day to the cat that really is mine and that I’m so attached to and that single thought just kills me.

So, I spent a few days feeling down because of that, as well as a few terribly depressive days in the beginning of the month. Don’t know why.

However, I had a few bright spots as well. Earlier in the month I got to go out to dinner and visit with a handful of friends that I haven’t seen in ages. That was fun and much needed. As was getting to hang out with another friend a few days later.

The biggest accomplishment this month though was finally getting some work done on my room I kind of consider my office. I’ll be the first to admit that due to my general laziness and the fact that it seems like I’m always freezing – I’m just not a winter person – I usually sit in bed with my computer and write, though I do actually have a desk. The thing was that the walls were covered in that disgusting wood paneling from the seventies, leaving it dark and completely uninspiring. One day I would like to renovate the entire room, but finances don’t allow for that at the moment so I did a quick fix instead just to brighten it up. And damn am I SO happy with how it turned out.

Here are the finished results:


I wasn’t entirely sure how the orange would turn out, but I’m so glad I went with it. It’s so colorful! And I’ve read before that orange is supposed to be a creative and inspiring color, so let’s hope that turns out to be the case. Also, I very much do enjoy lounging around in random gowns and writing with feather pens. I fully embrace the wacky side of my creative nature, and I need something to get me through the long Michigan winter.


It was a pain in the rump, but I think the gold stamping makes all the difference. I don’t particularly know what I was going for in the first place, but I ended up with a bit of a Moroccan theme. In a way, it’s kind of like going on vacation. On a separate note, not sure how well my Loki poster goes, but I wanted it up. And, my set of old dictionaries that I found at the thrift store go very well.


A lot brighter with flash, but there’s a glimpse of the artwork that I bought at the Renaissance Festival last fall. The one next to my calendar reminds me a lot of one of the characters in my novel, so pretty and inspiring as well.

Overall, I’m loving this so far. Just sitting in my chair and looking at the walls makes me smile, so it was definitely worth the effort.

All of that aside, it is now the beginning of February and I think that it’s high time that I got back into my writing. I’ve been craving it lately which is certainly a good thing. I think that what’s been keeping me back – besides the slight depression – is that I’m stuck in a place where I know that I should work on my revise/edit of the first novel so that I can get closer to finally getting it out there for the world to read, yet I also desperately want to continue just writing and work on the second novel. I don’t know how well it will work out, but I may just try my hand at going back and forth between the two depending on whichever suits my fancy at any particular time. All I know is that I consider myself a writer, yet I haven’t been writing. So, at this point, just getting back to what I do best will make me happier.

On a final note, I will leave you with this sketch I did of one of my characters – my novel’s so-called villain, in fact. One of the things I might have mentioned in the last post of my non-goals for this year included getting back into the more visual aspects of art and that started with returning to the basic pencil and paper drawings. This is my first this year and for as silly as the initial image looked in my head, what I ended up with is probably one of the best things I’ve ever drawn on a whim. My greatest accomplishment… just look at those hands!


Now, off to be productive!

Changing Times in a Manner-less Society

Let me just start out by saying that this is a bit of a personal rant that has nothing to do with my writing and is not very festive, so, be warned. I don’t want to be a downer during the holiday season, but this is fresh in my mind and I feel I need to get it out.

I’m not going to go into any major detail, and leave this pretty general, but let me just say that I’m so sick and tired of obnoxious people who think that they’re entitled to everything. Pretty much this is in relation to a concert I went to last night. I’ve made quick mention of this before, but I really used to enjoy going to concerts and the whole thrill of it, but more and more it’s just become a day of waiting, anger, and frustration all ending in relative disappointment. I honestly don’t know if it’s me that’s changing, the world around me, or if I’m just more prone to noticing things as I get older… in general, it’s probably a culmination of all three.

First off, I want to say that I know that things never stay the same, everything changes, people change… but it’s still a sad realization at times to sit and reflect on just how much things have evolved around you, and not always for the better. I’m not going to bad mouth the band or any people in specific because that’s not what this is about. More so, it’s a general observation regarding the state of our society.

To put things in a bit of perspective, though I’m an incredibly shy, quiet person, there’s just something thrilling about going to a concert for one of your favorite bands and being right up front, lost in the music, so close that you can watch the members strumming every note on the guitar or watching the drummer. However, there’s also a ton of cons to being up in that melee and for me, those cons are now greatly outweighing the pros.

All I want to do is stand there and enjoy the music and take some photos and video… is that really so much to ask?

Apparently so.

~Random note: I want to point out that I’m 23, and definitely feel like an old soul. I’m artistic, quiet… more prone to staying at home enjoying a nice cup of tea while writing than going out and partying like many feel people my age should be doing.

In short, I don’t feel like I belong in my ‘generation’, and that was all the more apparent last night. For one thing, I felt like such a dinosaur because I had an actual camera and not a phone that I was using to take pictures. Looking around last night on that front left me feeling more nostalgic than anything… leading me to lie in bed later that night thinking that I should develop those last few rolls of physical film I still have laying in a drawer, just to see what they contain, and then wondering if any stores even still take rolls of film.

Regardless, that’s not what left me frustrated last night. No, what left me both angered and in a near panic attack (I have rather severe anxiety… but that’s another story altogether) was people’s manners… or lack of.

Is it just me, or does it seem like with each new generation that good old manners are being bred out and lost? I mean, I know people like to have ‘fun’ at shows, but since when did that fun include being a complete and utter asshole? Is it really that enjoyable to flail around so much that you’re hitting the people around you (and don’t even get me started on the amount of hands in my videos and pictures) and are you even enjoying the show in your crazy, drunken state? Do you really know what’s going on? Or are you more concerned with seeing how much you can drink and taking selfies (by the way, I absolutely hate that word…) with your equally drunk and obnoxious friends? I just don’t understand how that’s fun… to go out into public and make a complete and utter ass of yourself.

And then there are the ones that I don’t even know if they’re encouraged by alcohol or if that’s just their personality, sober or otherwise… and those are the ones that feel like they’re entitled to everything. These are the people who don’t even weasel their way up front, but push, shove and barrel their way into the middle of an already packed crowd where there is quite literally no space anyway and then get all defensive and angry and ready to punch people and throw harsh words when the people who were there previously (sometimes for hours) get annoyed and try to tell them to leave or regain the space they lost. Not only are these people annoying as all hell, but then they stand there and act all haughty like they know they won the game and deserve some kind of prize. They can’t just stand there and enjoy the spot they stole, they have to make sure that everyone knows they’re there, and that on top of that they’re the hottest shit in the room. (Spoiler… you’re not).  … and keep reminding them, continually honing in another two inches on your space. *sigh*

And then there’s the people that… heck, I don’t even know if it’s moshing… but like to bump into each other and everyone around them in some kind of drunk dance. Isn’t that what goats do… bump heads… in some kind of male dominance thing, in the wild?

Whatever happened to manners? Being civilized? I wasn’t aware it was such a hard thing for people.

It’s not even just concerts either. Pretty much no matter where you go, there’s bound to be a jerk or two. Overall, I’m just sick of people in general. I’ve always had a hard time finding people that understand me and that I get along with anyways, but now it’s just getting harder and harder to find people that I like and connect with. There’s all these people out there that can’t function without their phones and the internet. (I have a TracFone… and I’m perfectly happy with it. It makes calls and texts. That’s all I need and even then I hardly use it. And I don’t drive, but if need be, I can read a map. I don’t need gps.) I’m sorry people, but going out and socializing shouldn’t revolve around sitting around a table with your ‘friends’ with everyone staring at their phone, nor should it be about making your presence known to the whole world in a continual ritual of who’s better than the other.

When was the last time someone held a door open for you? Do you even know what your friends look like, the color of their eyes? Or do you spend all that time ‘together’ lost in the technology in your pocket planning the next thing you do?

Now, don’t get me wrong, technology is great and yes, things have changed for better over the years, but it’s a double edged sword… somewhere in all our advances we seem to have forgotten how to be civilized and well-mannered people. We’ve grown far too attached to material things rather than the memories that can be formed by just hanging out and talking with a good friend or a family member you having seen in ages. The world’s become a place full of people who measure their own worth and the worth of others on how much material wealth they can accumulate… of people who think they’re entitled to everything not because they worked hard to earn it, but merely because they’re alive and breathing… and holidays have become more and more centered around how much stuff you can buy and receive, rather than getting together with family you may not have seen in ages and simply enjoying each others presence. Yes, life has gotten better in many aspects, but in that time we’ve also grown apart as people and have turned into a manner-ess and uncultured society that is really no better than a pack of wild animals at times. It’s a sad state that we live in today…

I could go on and on about this, but I think I will leave it there… I’ve made a point and I don’t want to dwell on it too long, leaving it to poison my mind.

All I want to say is that there is a phrase that declares “Stop and smell the roses” and that should be even more pertinent in today’s age. Just stop once in awhile, maybe to think about how your actions effect those around you, or even just take a moment in life to pause and look around you, enjoy the fact that the sun is shining. You may be surprised at what you find lurking just outside your peripheral vision that’s always locked on the screen of your phone.

Find a quarter on the ground.

Listen to the chatter of birds.

Hold the door for a stranger.

Live life.


I left this on the ending of my last post, but I will repeat it again, because it applies just as much here as it did last time, and that’s:

“Don’t wait for tomorrow, because tomorrow is never guaranteed.”

And that’s just the truth of it.

If you were to die tomorrow, what kind of person would people remember you being. I don’t know about you, but I would like to think that people would remember me fondly or at least have kind thoughts, and I hope that holds true to any reading this.

Enjoy life, but don’t get so wrapped up in things that you forget how to live.

~~~~ Now, that all said, I’m going to go take a nice relaxing bath and return to writing as well as a digital painting that I’m working on. I have a few boxes of tea that have inspirational quotes on the tags, and the one I drank today was “Failure is success if we learn from it – Malcolm S. Forbes” So, back to my art I go, because although it may leave me frustrated at times, each misstep is just another stepping stone on the path to being better at it.

The Final Wordcount

I’ve been meaning to update this but between the writing frenzy of NaNoWriMo… oddly coupled with the laziness of impending winter… I just haven’t gotten to it. I sat down once to write something for here, but the words just wouldn’t come to me. Sad really, because that was in response to a writing prompt that I came across concerning evil, which is actually something that I’ve been meaning to address. I shall get to that soon, regardless, it won’t be today.

First off, I want to say that I successfully completed my second year of NaNoWriMo!

I will admit that I didn’t experience that total rush that I did last year where I just couldn’t quit writing. Only once did I stay up till four in the morning writing a scene that’s been in my head for ages. And there were plenty of times that I just really wasn’t feeling writing at all. However, I still sat my butt down at the computer and wrote. Was it the best writing ever? No. I haven’t gone back to read much of it yet, so I’m not sure how it all sums up in the end – I know I felt in the beginning especially, that I had a lot of run on sentences and felt I was going in circles – but what I have revisited to read isn’t nearly as bad as I had thought. I think that’s just my mind messing with me as it always does. No matter what I do it’s just not good enough. If only I could get rid of that self-denial. Unfortunately, my deathly perfectionism is what makes my work good (when I do actually take a moment to appreciate it.)

That all said and done, I actually finished the initial challenge of writing 50,000 words on the 15th of November. So, I was way ahead of the game early on in the month. Yet, as per usual, I still found that I was beating myself up because I wasn’t writing as frantically as I was last year and didn’t make it to the 100,000 words that I finished with last year.

Now, sadly, for as much as I wrote, I hardly even began to scratch the surface on the meat of the novel and everything that was meant to be in the forth book that I had planned out in the outline I had drawn up. However, I still had fun writing. It was great to get back to that state of just writing to write, rather than examining every last word and period to make sure that everything was reading smoothly and all the grammar was right as I’ve been doing with the strict edit of the first book as I prepare it for publishing. Now, yes, I do still need to get back to that, and soon. I’ve been withdrawn from that book for long enough now and I now have another coupon in the works for five free printed copies of my novel from CreateSpace for completing NaNoWriMo. I was sad that I didn’t get to use the one last year. So that is my ultimate goal to get things on track and done in time to use the new one. I plan on using that handful of copies as an initial run of editorial copies before the full fledged print.

That being said, I had a good friend over this last weekend and we spent most of our time talking about our novels and revealing a few secrets here and there, and it got me to thinking about just how much story I have yet to write. Seeing as I’m still on a bit of a writing high that’s lingering from NaNoWriMo, I’m thinking that I may take the remainder of this year (it’s only a month, anyways) and return to the second novel in the series. Not only return to writing, but issue myself a bit of a NaNo challenge for my benefit… let’s see if I can take the remainder of this year and add another 50,000 words to that novel. This should be fun, and I mean that in a completely non-sarcastic way. I’ve been wanting to return to the second novel – Isle of Hell – for sometime now, but I’ve had it ingrained deep in my conscious that I should focus on the first and get it out there into the world before returning to subsequent novels. However, I discovered early on that the strictness of editing really can weigh you down and quite literally make you hate what you had loved so much in the beginning.

Who knows, I may or may not actually do that, but I would love to return to that novel. I might actually bounce back and forth between the first and second if I can accomplish it – as well as finishing up two digital works that I’ve gotten myself into. I’ve really got to start finishing things. And anyways, why not give myself a bit of a break? It’s been a bit of a hard year for me, but looking back on everything, I wasn’t nearly as unproductive as I seem to think I was. Besides, what better time to return to the first book and all that editing ‘fun’ then the fresh beginnings of the new year? Still so many things to address in that novel – and not even just the writing, but all the other things that go along with publishing. Regardless, 2014 will be the year of publishing. I know I said that last year as 2013 was approaching, but I feel the winds of change coming on and I will make it a goal to get things done for once. … okay, so that might just be the icy winter winds, but let’s go with the first thought, shall we?

Now, with that all said and done… the final statistics for this run of NaNoWriMo are as follows:

~ Finished initial challenge on November 15th with 50,061 words.

~ Called it a few days early and Validated the word count on the 27th.

~ 80,460 words in total

~ 153 pages of single spaced writing


And look, a pretty certificate to go along with it all!

Now, back to writing… because… well, as a writer, that’s what I do, isn’t it?