Another week has come around and Tuesday’s discussion is upon us bloggers.
This weeks topic:
Write what you know.
At first, I thought it was referring to the genre. I know and love fantasy so I’ll write fantasy.
The more I have written, the more I have uncovered layers to this statement.
For me I have found, it isn’t the know of genre to write, it is the themes within the story. Whether it is fantasy, romance, thriller, mystery, fiction or non-fiction.
The themes of love, family, relationships and coming-of-age. These are the things I know, the things I have experienced.
I could amend the original statement, and suggest
Write what you have experienced.
For discussion, comment the themes you have experienced?
Is this how you interpret the original/ amended statement? Or was it something completely different?
If you think someone has an interesting point of view, invite them or share this post to them.
The Madness of Hallen by Russell Meek.
It took too long to draw me in. The first ten chapters were really slow, alot of world building and telling instead of showing (except some scenes).
I wasn’t convinced with the relationship and hardship with Ohrl and Keysa. Maybe the second book will answer a few questions and cement the history, Meek tells us.
The reason I changed my review to 3 from 2 was some of the scenes. He shows them and made me feel immersed in those particular moments, especially the with the kaaldreer.
In saying all this, I still decided to finish for numerous reasons.
Firstly, I met him at a market in NZ selling his books. He told me the story of how it all begun, self-publishing story and his future plans. In that aspect, I admire him and respect him as an author.
Secondly, he is an indie author and self-published.
Thirdly, he designed and photographed the covers; and
Lastly, he is passionate about writing.
Overall, read the book but be prepared for a slow beginning.
Here is his website, Russell Meek.
and a trailer for Madness of Hallen.
I missed last Friday but #Fantasyfriday is back with an exciting new installment.
I hope you enjoy,
And here are all the previous installments!
I, II, III, IV, and V
Happy reading and please leave feedback, (constructive criticism is never taken personally) like, or tweet if you enjoy it. Thank you.
P.s – for those who are reading and following the series, I changed the Brothers name. I wasn’t convienced sorry for any confusion.
‘Are you crazy? I could’ve been killed,’ I yelled at them, struggling to stand up.
‘I told you he’d be mad Mother,’ Santhara smirked.
‘At least he isn’t dead.’
I bent over, holding my hands on my knees. Taking in deep breaths to calm down.
I wrote this poem for my beloved partner.
A year ago, I wrote this short story whilst waiting at Central Station for my train.
I did a lot of writing while I commuted, it passed the time and there was a diverse range of people showing different character traits that I a could, as a writer, observe and write.
I hope you enjoy. I would appreciate some feedback if anyone has some to offer; I love constructive criticism.
“Next stop, Central Station. This train terminates at Central Station; please take all your belongings and rubbish with you. Thank you,” said the voice of the city rail train.
I’m back and it feels grand to be exploring blogs, absorbing ideas and, most of all, engaging with my followers online.
I had an interesting few days and I was dying to post new ideas and thoughts.
At the start of my blog I aimed for 50 followers and week, that was 6 weeks ago and I just reached 450! A lot more than I had intended and I am more than thrilled to know that I have attracted my blog across the 5 oceans. Thank you to all of you.
There was a reason for my boasting and that was to start the weekly Tuesday discussion.
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder”
To my loyal followers and new followers, I advise to you I have been absent with my blog as I am away with the in-laws.
I will be returning on Sunday afternoon, and continue my weekly Burimen Brothers instalments and regular posts.
Don’t worry I haven’t forgotten about you, as long as you haven’t forgotten me.