Getting things back on track

So, a lot of things have been going on in my life, but things are starting to slow down and click into place. So it’s time to slow down and take a good look at what’s been going on these past months.


I changed jobs this year and I honestly think that’s the best decision I made in years! No more 12 hour shifts, and a lot less taking the job home with me because of too much responsibility. I’m really liking it at the new place so far, though I miss some of the people from the old one. Regulars and co-workers that I had grown close to, but it’s not like I’ll never see them. I have phone-numbers to several of them and have met a few outside of work. So it works out well. My new co-workers are good people as well, at least from what I’ve been able to tell, and I don’t think I’m wrong. All in all, this was a big step in the right direction for me, hopefully I can let go of some of the exhaustion that had become associated with work and find the fun in it again.


I’ve been working hard for some time, failing once, but finally managed to pass my driver’s test. Which means that I am officially abandoning my scooter in favor of a car, and I couldn’t be happier about it! I’ve been wanting to get rid of that headache inducing piece of shit for years, it’s never worked quite like it should. So that’s another big step in the right direction for my life, no more scooter-driving in the middle of winter! That should help keep my health more stable when it’s cold out, which is a good thing.


The first part of my Tales of Gaile series is coming along great (yes, I’m well aware that I’ve said that several times before) and the draft is currently in the hands of M for a critical read-through. It’s terrifying, but necessary and hopefully they won’t rip it into too many shreds. It’s the first time someone else is allowed to read the whole thing and not just the first chapter, so my nerves are a little frayed at the edges because of it. It’s my 7-year-old baby after all, I’m a bit protective of it.

I also really want to go back to my blogging roots, and start rambling about TV shows and things like that again. There are so many things that I’ve wanted to talk about but haven’t gotten around to, and it’s quickly piling up. I already have a few ideas of what I want to do, so it’s just a matter of actually putting it together into something readable.

All in all my life seems to be on its way of pulling itself together, something that has been badly needed for a long time. It’s been a jumbled mess for far too long, and it’s time to take back the control and find the time to do things that makes me feel good, the things that I do for my own sake and have been put on hold.


It’s the small things that betray her, if you look close enough to see it.
Eyes dulled with boredom and the slight tired strain around them.
The way they skitter around the room,
looking for a focus point and occasionally linger on the headphones on the shelf.
The way her fingers subconsciously brush against her phone in her pocket when she speaks.
She looks happy they say and she smiles and agrees, but her shoulders tense just a fraction.
She wears her smile as if it was an old loved piece of clothing, something she perfected many years ago.
It distracts and pulls the attention from what she knows would give her away.
They don’t notice, few ever does.
They allow themselves to be distracted by her smile, as she know they will.
Her mind is a million miles away, running at an uncontrollable speed.
Physical pain, mental exhaustion, irritation and boredom alike are forced into submission below the surface.
And still she smiles.

Uhm… Wow, yeah… I don’t really know what happened here to be honest. My mind does strange things while I’m at work and places things like this in my head. I kind of liked how it came together though, so I’m leaving it here for your reading pleasure.

NaNo Prep 2015

One World
Three Continents
Three Stories

Tales of Gaile – Flames and Illusions
The villagers of Rout believe that magic is long since extinct in Gerria. They couldn’t be more wrong. Among them is a young girl who have lived her life hiding the fact that she can use fire magic.
After a confrontation with her brother, the girl flees the village and joins up with a rag-tag group of people and creatures from all over Gerria that live and work together; Gaile.
There she learns what it means to have friends and gain a family in a way that she never had.

But not everything is smooth sailing after leaving Rout. The young Letithia Faulkner suffers from nightmares of her last night in the village for some time. Her closest friend, the Winya Jace Caitens, manage to break her depression by taking her on jobs, but life never seems to be settling down for the poor half-breed as unknown family ties are revealed and enemies appear trying to disrupt the life she’s trying to build for herself.

The Clans – Against All Odds
In a world divided in two – the Humans and the Shapeshifter Clans – Kayla finds herself belonging to neither. Being a man-made Shapeshifter with a rather peculiar gift, she is feared and despised by both sides, and all hope for living a life of peace seem futile when her grandmother’s village that had taken her in is attacked by one of the Wolf Clans.

Tiro, a young member of the Whitepaw Clan, approach the Panther-shifter he’s been ordered to kill, only to find himself completely fascinated by her. After being exposed to her gift, he starts to question his loyalty.

Overlooking the two is Miriala, a young Crow no more than ten years old, that watch as ties are bound and trust is tested to the limit. However, when she find herself accidentally pulled into the story herself things become much more complicated.

Skyla (working title)
When Xerto runs into a wounded young girl travelling alone, he can’t ignore her despite her repeated reassurances that she is fine. Having no clear goal in mind of his own he decides to keep her company on her travels, but he soon finds out why she was so adamant to keep him at a distance. Things are not always what they seem.

Zion is part of an all but extinct race; the near immortal Voxx, fox demons capable of changing their perceived form, and she is in hiding. A mercenary group known as King’s Crown are trying to force her into their ranks by any means necessary, and that being the case a friend is the very last thing she needs.

My plans for November
This year I am going to do something a little different for NaNo, because I have no idea how much time I will have to sit down and write and still want to participate. My plan is this: I am going to write exclusively from prompts and challenges, basing my writing in one of three continents of Crotanie, a fantasy world that have grown up around some of my stories. As of now I have a yWriter project looking like this:


and a folder where I am in the process of gathering and organizing prompts that are saved in various places on my computer. The result will be a collection of scenes, some that will be worked into their respective stories at the end of the month, and some that might never be used.

I will also attempt to post my favorite text of the day here for the duration of November, along with the prompt that inspired it. I do apologize in advance if I miss a few days along the way though.

Stuck in the mud of my own mind

I am supposed to get one page of fiction written for the application for the writing course that I am applying for along with my mother. The application needs to be sent by the fist half of April and I have yet to write a single word. The problem is not so much that I’ve run out of ideas, but that the application needs to be written in Swedish… I have a ton of ideas, but none of them seem to work well in my mother-tongue for some reason. I think I might be too used to writing everything in English, all my ideas sound better in it… I need to somehow move past that and get something down soon though.. I have a few (very) old stories written in Swedish that I was thinking of translating and re-working at some point, so I might be able to write a scene from one of them if I can’t think of anything else that works. I might need to have a writing workshop with mom before the time is up at this rate, not that I think she would mind. It would be a shame to miss the deadline because I can’t seem to write in Swedish anymore, not to mention that it feels really odd to get stuck on something like that.

Wish me luck everyone and I will let you know if I manage to piece something together in time!

Note to a Future Writer

I’ve decided to join in the fun that is NaNoWriMo’s #ToAFutureWriter social media campaign, and while I won’t be changing headers on my Twitter or Facebook, I thought it might be interesting to write a letter to my future self. So, here we go…


Hello Future Me.

To start off I hope that you are doing okay. If you’re not, just remember that you’ve been through hard times before and made it through, coming out stronger on the other side. Also, are you still writing regularly? If not, then why-ever not?! You know that your mood is never as dark nor as unstable as when you don’t write!

Anyway, I didn’t write this to assume that you’re doing badly, I just got a bit carried away.. Sorry about that.. I really just wanted to remind you about the importance writing holds in your life, in case you forgot about it. You were always the kind of person that could spend days, even weeks, without any kind of human interaction without feeling lonely or letting it bother you much. However, if you lost the ability to write in any way, it would not take many days for it to show. It would be the start of a quick downwards spiral towards insanity, and the signs are obvious to anyone who meets you. So whatever happens, don’t forget that writing is what’s keeping you sane.

Then again, perhaps saying all of this is completely useless, because you already know it. Maybe you finally managed to finish one of the many projects I’m working on right now. Or maybe you trashed them all and started a million new ones. Perhaps even got something published, that would be awesome! But even if you never get anything published, or even finished, I’m sure that you are writing something amazing right now, and I can’t wait to read it. And one day, if you keep working hard, that dream of being a published author will come true. As long as you never give up, you can make it!

And that’s really all I have to say.. Wow, this was more awkward to write than I thought it would be.

Love, from Luna of 2014 ♥

That moment when your characters…

…decide to do the opposite of what you want them to. I think most writers have been in that situation, or at least I hope so. If not, it might just be me being nuts… Come to think about it, that is also very possible… My characters are as real to me as my friends and co-workers, and usually have a very strong will of their own. This tend to cause me problems while writing, as they decide to do things completely differently than I want or need them to do.

One time that I remember particularly clearly is during NaNoWriMo a few years back. My two main characters were traveling through a forest and needed to reach a city as soon as possible, as they were on a tight schedule. However, just as they were about to continue walking after a short break, the male character decided that he was hungry and would not walk another step until he had eaten something… I remember ranting and raving about it to anyone who could be bothered to listen, but I couldn’t do anything to change his mind… Some of my friends just said “But write it differently then, how hard can it be?” Needless to say, those people are not writers themselves… Because it could be impossible!

My characters move as they themselves want, and all I can do is just helplessly writing down the paths they choose. This is often frustrating, but sometimes it’s very rewarding as well. I’ve learned things about my characters that way that I would never have known if I had tried to force them onto the path that I originally chose for them. I’ve had characters that were supposed to be villains turn out to be very decent people, and supposed heroes revealing themselves to be greedy and cruel. I’ve had entire story-lines completely altered because a character didn’t turn out as I had thought they would, and some really amusing side-stories have cropped up as well (one of the more mischievous characters in my Tales of Gaile series deciding to bring catnip to see how it affects a cat-shifter for example).

So while I might swear and rant when things don’t go the way I planned, it usually ends up a good thing in the end, and my stories get all the better for it.

And somehow, I’ve completely lost track of what I was originally going to say, so I’ll wrap this up here. Do you have any stories like this to share? What do you do when your characters don’t cooperate with your plans for a story? Share your tips, who knows, I might learn something 😉



Written for Writing 101 Day One; Unlock the Mind

Honey Dragon? Seriously?

Okay, so this was just a crazy idea that hit me in the middle of the night, another piece of evidence that my brain doesn’t quite work the same as a normal person’s… Anyway, this girl might make a short appearance in my Tales of Gaile series, but I thought I’d share ^^

The origin of the idea: I was lying half-asleep in bed and my boyfriend was messing around with nicknames. He started with HunnyBunny, which I protested since I’m not a bunny in any way. And then he promptly changed it to HunnyDragon… I should perhaps add that in the Eastern Zodiac I was born in the year of the Dragon (and he in the year of the Rabbit, amusingly enough) so this makes a certain amount of sense. A few things came together to make my brain come up with this idea instead of dismissing it, and I highly suspect a combination of me being a writer, a Fairy Tail fan, a Flight Rising player and actually have dragons in the world of Gerria… My mind conjured up the image of a Honey Dragon!

The result
When I woke up today, I immediately went on Flight Rising and started looking for a dragon that matched my mental image somewhat. And I happened upon this girl. Meet Honey, the tiny dragon who’s powers are of the more sticky variety.



Not even half a meter big in any direction and rather shy, this small dragon is very rarely seen by people travelling through the forest. They might see the traces of dripped honey that she leaves, but most doesn’t pay attention. She usually lives close to a bee-hive for this reason, and despite living mainly on small insects she rather enjoys the bees company.

Honey doesn’t have any real combat abilities unlike her bigger kin, but she does have a few tricks up her sleeves. She can lay out a Honey Net, that she mainly uses for catching food, and her honey is strong enough to trap small animals as well. Something as big as a human though, would merely see it as a sticky annoyance that is very hard to wash off.




This is what went through my mind last night and I found it amusing enough to write down for possible future use. In fact, I rather like this shy little girl and look forward to writing something, even if it’s just short snippets, about her life.