Monday, June 30, 2014
For the Paladin Academy one, it was a sort of mini-arc inside the story where trouble of the magic sort nearly brings ruin to Sarah and Veronica's day of fun. They meet someone with a relationship to their mischievous magic teacher who shows up in a big way. I won't say how or what, or it'll ruin the story.
As for the people in Spiritual, trouble's brewed for one of the main heroines of the whole series. Mutant men who were given super soldier drugs go on a rampage across town. There's destruction and mayhem everywhere. And they're tearing Hanako's workplace apart for her. But she's not going to go down without a fight. You can expect some intense action in those chapters.
You can check them out, and all the other chapters available by clicking HERE.
I hope you all had a great week. Until next time.
Sunday, June 29, 2014
A gentle cool breeze
Relieves sweat from summer heat
Great sunlight bathes all.
Ocean waves rise up
White sands welcome all to play
Lively summer beach.
Bored leaves drift downward
Wind be leaves guide to new place.
Slowly drifting by.
Rivers flow smooth through
Twigs are crushed by children's prance
Trees' cheers welcome them
Soft are nature's sounds
Tree leaves rattle to the wind
Lull Nature's children
Friday, June 27, 2014
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Spiritual, Book 3 of my action-packed, sci-fi, supernatural, teen spy young adult novel is already about halfway through. At least I have about close to half the total number of chapters I wanted to make. My self-set general goal is for the majority of my books to have a minimum of thirty chapters. I think I'm doing okay on that front. So far, most of the books I put on Amazon have over three hundred pages, at least by a normal book's standard.
I've been working on Spiritual for two months now, and hope I can finish to put on Amazon with its predecessors(Paranormal and Supernatural) before the summer is over at the earliest.
As for the final book in my Silverwest Manor trilogy, progress has been very slow in the past year, but I'm finally closing in on the end. Just a few more chapters to go, but I'm not sure I'll finish it before I finish Spiritual and Paladin Academy because of how strongly I'm more attached to those two right now. And then there's Quest For the Witch, which was the very first fiction work I started on Hubpages. But for the same reason as with the final Silverwest Manor book, I've put it off in favor for what I'm working on right now. There's also another trilogy I've got going on called Shadow Slayers, a bit of a horror, action young adult series that I've also put on hold. I already published the first book, but haven't started working on the second one yet.
I want to complete everything I've started, and am very eager to put my other ideas into writing. I'm very impatient that way, so will keep on writing as much as I can in as fast a pace I can.
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Walking to Class
With time growing short,
A journey, I must complete,
to a very important destination.
Sun was so bright
It was blinding
To my eyes.
But things darken
when I walk further
Between two lines of trees.
The green leaves of
Tall trees shield us all
Giving relief to the sun wary.
I remember problems
That need to be solved
And answered without fail.
There is panic
At the thought
Something was forgotten.
Like me, others are
on their way to class,
or out of class.
There is always
People walking about,
in a hurry, or just resting
talking with friends,
Doing their homework,
Or having their lunches.
Solution, plans, memories
Come to mind
That eases the stress.
Now and then,
A bike comes
and a skateboard passes by.
Birds flock around
where there is food
And peck at the ground.
There are a few wet spots
Coming from the sprinklers
to the concrete road leaking from one side to another.
Finally, towering over me
There is the dull white building
where my next class starts.
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Monday, June 23, 2014
Sunday, June 22, 2014
The story behind the novel this excerpt came from, as I said in previous posts, is about a little girl living in a world like our own, only more steampunk, sci-fi like, where everything is fashioned late 1800s to early 1900s. When the girl's master suddenly gains unexpected guests, the girl, Xiao Mei, ends up journeying across the country. She'll meet a whole array of unique characters, some not even human. And eventually, she'll get bombarded with bombshells of unexpected truths. You can find out what those truths are by checking out the full novel on Amazon.com.
Now for the excerpt. I actually originally published it on Hubpages, but there hasn't been any traffic on it recently, so I put it on this blog instead. Enjoy.
Chief, or better known as The Monkey to members of his triad clan, hoisted what he was certain was the little girl over his shoulders after knocking her out with a neat little neck-pinch trick that he learned from a story on television. She was as light as a feather, despite being limp in his arms.
With his discerning eyes, The Monkey recognized the former empress in her disguise, although it was a very near miss. She was a cunning fox, as to be expected of the former empress of the Zhang Empire. All her years of politics have given her a keen sense and intelligence.
As soon as he realized the relationship between his captives and Miss Lin's guest, a plan formed in his mind for her capture, as he still needed her to complete the set that was to be delivered to the new emperor. And Black Raven's challenge gave him the perfect opportunity to carry it out. No one would suspect that he was the one who knocked out the power as the thief would be the likely culprit. They were all none the wiser when he hit the key on his computer that triggered the electric power to short circuit.
Of course, the adult empress would be trouble to try and snatch away, but the little girl, apprentice to one of his captives, would be no trouble at all. She was just a little squirt. What could she possibly do against the power of adults anyway? And the little princess would provide the perfect bait to get them all to play into his hands. And she would serve as good incentive to keep his still-captives in line in case some of them might be getting funny ideas.
The Monkey quietly swerved around the panicked occupants of the room like a ballroom dancer. He knew that training in blind martial arts was worth something and not a total waste of time like he felt it was during the days of his youth. Now, he was feeling a little bit guilty about having the old fool attacked, kidnapped, and abandoned in the middle of a vast forest wearing nothing but under loins in the middle of the night after all the insults that The Monkey had to endure during his training. But the rescuers were able to find the blind guy okay. Eventually.
With his enhanced senses of hearing and feeling, he was able to avoid contact with the others. Knowing that it was only a matter of time before that phoenix decides to torch the place, The Monkey rushed as much as he could before bumping his back against the door. Because of the noise that was already present, no one heard the doors open and shut after a touch-search for the door handles.
Traveling through the hallway dimly lit by the moon and the blazing color of nightly street life, he was met with no opposition as the police were no doubt in a panic trying to intercept the thief at numerous possible places he could be. Having served the Dragon's Rose for a couple of years, added with a deeply superior sense of direction and intelligence, The Monkey knew the layout of the building by heart. He wisely avoided places he knew had invaluable treasures and artwork close by, sticking to what his employer had called "bland but comfortable" settings. His footsteps against the red-carpet floor were drowned by commotion outside.
Out the back where deliveries were usually dropped off at the building, three large, stereotypical rough-looking men were waiting. Three police officers lay at their feet. From the large space of concrete that they occupied, the clamor of Black Raven's fans and the audience could be heard loud and clear. Their excitable chatter drowned out what would normally be the waves of water sloshing against the ancient stone barriers of the canal. That was the one bad thing about Black Raven's appearance. The Monkey always did enjoy listening to the splish-splashing of the canal's waters. It is this sound that usually lulled the triad leader to sleep at night after a tough day of ruling the country's criminal underworld and terrorizing the masses that dared to oppose his group.
"Please tell me they didn't see your faces," The Monkey said, resisting the urge to cross his arms, which would have resulted in dropping the little girl, while ignoring the chill of night that dug into his bones. Cloudless nights were especially cold this time of the year as a sign of winter's approach. He just couldn't understand how police officers and goons were able to handle such cold on a nightly basis. But then again, they wouldn't be police or useful goons if they couldn't handle it.
"Don't worry, Boss," said the biggest of the three goons, and the brightest, though not by much. "We made sure to knock them out real quiet-like, like a ninja. They didn't see what was coming."
The Monkey took one look at his goons, then to the unconscious policemen. He sighed, knowing that he'll just have to take their word for it. If all went wrong, they would pay by becoming scapegoats.
"Whatever," he said, finally, with a shrug. "Just take the girl."
The goons complied like the mindless drones they were. In spite of being the largest, the leader of the goons, a bearded man with watermelon muscles bulging against his shirt, was very delicate in his treatment of the unconscious little girl. He cradled the child in his arms like a mother would hold her infant and was careful not to let her limbs droop.
Nodding with satisfaction, The Monkey turned to the others. "Now, you two tie me up, gag me, and put me next to those cops."
"Are you sure you want us to do this?" said the second biggest goon, a bald man sporting the bushiest mustache that The Monkey had ever seen. And he's seen some very bushy mustache in his days.
"Yes, I want you to do this!" The Monkey shouted. He froze and glanced sideways to the still-sleeping girl and then to the policemen on the ground. One of them was curled up in the fetal position sucking his thumb. In a lower voice, he repeated: "Yes, I want you to do this! If I don't turn up tied up, it'll defeat the whole purpose of this whole plan!"
"If you're sure," said the dumb brute with an uncertain shrug. He pulled out a white rag from the back pocket of his trousers and wound it around his employer's mouth. While he did that, the youngest of the goons, with the longest hair and the green skin and black eyes of a merman, pulled out rope from the faded duffel bag he was carrying and wrapped the coil around The Monkey. Despite having webbed feet and fingers, the merman's work was quick and without problems.
"But I gotta tell ya, Boss," said Good No. 2. "This all came at such short notice that we didn't have time to find a cleaner rag. We were just about to start laundry when we got the call."
So how do you like it? If you're interested you can check out the whole story by clicking HERE.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Friday, June 20, 2014
Thursday, June 19, 2014
For the eBook novels I've published through Amazon, about an estimate of 3 eBooks total are usually sold. The book that sold the most frequently was "Paranormal" which was Book #1 of my sci-fi, supernatural, action, teen spy story. It even got a decent review on its Amazon page, if only one. Out of all the stories I published, only two were reviewed on Amazon the second being "Silverwest Manor" the first of a planned Fantasy trilogy for young to teen readers. Ironically, when I used the Free Book Promo feature on Amazon, units usually ranged between two to three digit figures the first time around for any of my books!
For Twitter,I just recently got up to a HUNDRED followers! My Tumblr account has only a quarter of that, though. And lastly, my Google Plus account just has about 22 total followers, including a few friends.
Although, I'm mostly just writing as a hobby right now, I do have a dream to one day make a career out of my writing. But, realistically speaking, it'll probably be years before that becomes a reality.
Wednesday, June 18, 2014
The way my writing schedule work really depends on what mood I'm in. Well, if I wasn't in the mood to write, then it wouldn't be fun at the moment to write. And you gotta enjoy what you do or it wouldn't be very good, right? I think I said something like this in my manifesto.
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
Monday, June 16, 2014
For this week, my excerpt will be from the second book of my Ben and Co. Novels, "Supernatural".
"They were supposed to be dead, after all.
She was there when their bodies were cremated. She was young then, so even with her intelligence, she didn't understand anything then. But the memory of their burning was seared into her brain. How was it possible that they were there? What were they doing there?
"Hello, son," the man said in Mandarin. "How have you been?"
Benjamin said nothing. He just stared at the couple, his hands in his pockets.
"Have you slept well last night?" asked the woman.
They were uncanny doubles of the couple whose funeral Emily attended. But they weren't as lively as their photos made them out to be. Their expressions of boredom and indifference were much like that of their son's.
Again, Benjamin said nothing.
Suddenly, the couple pulled out extremely large knives and sprang at their son. They swiped at him, spinning and dancing with deadly grace, faster than Emily's eyes could follow. To Benjamin's benefit, he was faster and blocked their arms with his again and again, jumping away as they stabbed at him. At first it seemed like the couple was going to overpower Benjamin. They outnumbered him. But somehow, if Emily were not in shock-induced stupor, she would have doubted that they would win.
What was going on? Was this all a dream or something? Emily certainly felt awake right now. First, after all these years, Emily finds the boy she grew up with, the boy she tried to get out of his sealed shell, here in the same country where she was hiding. Now, she was watching as two people whom she knew to be dead, trying to kill their only son in a match of extreme Kung Fu.
This day was getting unreal. What she was watching couldn't possibly be happening.
And then, as if that wasn't enough to blow her mind in a really bad way, Benjamin's hands became gold-scaled lizard claws which, in a uniform sweeping motion of his arms, he used to cleanly sliced their throats. Blood poured out of the wounds, but Benjamin managed to pull back in time before any of it got on him. Only his hands and part of his jacket sleeves were stained. He threw it off and went for the nearest water tap to wash it off.
Emily was gripped in terror. Not for the first time, she felt tears rising, her heart racing. But it wasn't from the frustrations of being the target of unjust bullying this time. All that blood, that fight, and Benjamin slaying two people who should be dead and could be his parents with such cold, merciless efficiency had just broken her mind. She felt like screaming, but what came out was a pathetic whimper.
Suddenly, Benjamin sprang up.
So, what do you think? Want to check out the full story? Just click HERE.
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Here's a poem I just thought of.
A long, congested road lies ahead.
What should be a short trip
Becomes the longest of journeys.
There are better things to do.
Wasting time here and now not one.
Why does fate prolong my imprisonment?
Freedom shortens with each second.
Speed picks up.
And drive to finish errands is long no more.
Friday, June 13, 2014
Thursday, June 12, 2014
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
I just felt like posting a haiku suddenly. Hope it's okay.
Clear flowing water
A reflection of life's course
Flows rapid or slow
Sunlight on water
Reflection of heart's good soul
Sparkle with kind light
The disturbed heart screams anger
Fear river's raging
Storm over water
Like sadness over the heart
Clouds rain sorrowful
The short stories on Hubpages are about a Chinese-American paranormal investigator who is a big believer in all things ghosts. But instead of ghosts, he ends up solving crimes that caused things that just seemed like the paranormal was there. Narrating his exploits is his half-Chinese, teenage son, who was also genius enough to graduate college a few years before the start of the series. So far, I have about ten or so stories out. I do plan on writing more, but it depends on when I'm hit with inspiration for another case. So far, that hasn't happened in a couple of months.
You can start following his adventures to where I left off by clicking HERE.
I also wrote a novel about a teenage scholar with Sherlockian abilities who lives in a world called Atlantis. The setting of the novel would classify it as sort of steampunk and science fiction with elements of the supernatural. I already finished the first adventure, but I don't plan on publishing it anytime soon while I'm too focused on other series at the moment. I planned for this Atlantean scholar's story to be a series. Though I already sort of published a story of his, but the main focus of that novel is a little girl whose story takes place in the same world.
That's it for this blog. Have a great day, everyone!
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
1. Turn on the computer that waits for you everyday.
2. Get onto the Internet where others wait for you to come.
3. Answer to the calls for help from friends far away.
4. Log into your favorite game, wait for it to load.
5. When the 2D images appear then begin.
6. You come into a world of fantasy, where you can dress however you like, use whatever weapon you like.
7. Choose between places, where some are medieval, while others are steampunk, and some are even Gothic.
8. Go where you have to go, where friends wait for your aid, where quests and destinies are waiting to be fulfilled.
9. Chat with them, talk story, and be their mentor.
10. Tell them which monsters to slay for items to complete certain quests.
11. Show them where they should go for the next chapter in the story.
12. Fight side by side with friends and strangers alike.
13. Be your friend's support, act the healer and aid.
14. Give them strength and speed boosts with your spells.
15. When your life bar, or the life bars of others are low, use your healing magic so they could last longer.
16. Slay the monsters and finish the quests to save and protect the people of the world where you are hero.
17. For each monster to fall, you get stronger, and your friends who fight along with you do too.
18. Level, strength, and power increase.
19. New spells, new skills are mastered until there's nothing new to learn.
20. Duel with the area boss, aided by friends and strangers.
21. If you die, come back and continue the fight. Keep doing that until you win.
22. Watch as you live to fight another day.
Monday, June 9, 2014
I've also decided that I should try freelance writing. You know, hire myself to strangers and write what they want me to write for them for a monetary price at a reasonable or cheap rate. I can do letters, essays, web content, poetry, articles, and maybe even research papers as long as they're the ones that did the necessary work. What I wouldn't do would be threatening letters. Threatening letters are bad.
So, if you need something to be written but having trouble with it, give me a shout in the comments, Google+, or email if you think I'm your guy.
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Saturday, June 7, 2014
The point of the series I was writing was to follow the lives of four kids attending a really high class boarding school that also has a magic department. Their teacher is a really obnoxious and annoying magician that likes to play mischief, but also has stuff in his closet that people don't know about in the beginning but will discover over time. One of the four kids who are the main characters is a Chinese American kid who got in through a special scholarship, so stands out a little in the school since mostly kids of the rich and powerful get to attend.
So far, for the reboot, I got five chapters out on Hubpages that people can check out for free. I'm still trying to stick to my original attempt to put a lot of humor along with all the magic, action and stuff. There's still a lot for me to think about in improving the overall plot of the series, make it less chaotic and confusing. You can check out what I have so far starting from this link:
So, check out what I have so far, and if you have some pointers you want to give, just post them on the comments either at the Hubpages pages, or under this blog.
Have a good day, all!