Published April 18, 2016 by

April Writing Update

Hello and welcome to my April writing update. These are little updates that I write once a month to talk about what I've been writing recently and how my life is going.

I had a two month vacation in between contracts so I managed to get tones if writing done, but I had to return to full time work so my chances to write are going to drastically decrease 。゚(゚´Д`゚)゚. I enjoy my job so it's not such a bad thing, and I work with lots if different people so I can often draw inspiration from the different people that I meet, but I probably won't have anything new out for a while. ;_;

I also have to speak Chinese for work, so I’ve been spending a lot of time studying Mandarin and taking lessons recently. My job doesn’t actually have anything to do with speaking Chinese, but I’m the only one there who can speak some so they keep asking me to translate. Sometimes it’s really ridiculously difficult stuff that I’d have enough trouble trying to explain in English. I actually like studying Mandarin and I think that it’s a very useful language, so therefore I’ve continued gradually studying it until now.

On a more positive note I've done lots of work for Tales from a Land of Gods Part Two and I'm probably over 80 percent finished. I hope to even have a preview out soon. Just like part one, part two will probably be about fifty pages long once I’m finished.
I actually do have a long term plan for this story and I'm not making it up as I go along. My strategy for the series at the moment is to just write small parts, and if they sell well I'll work more on developing the series, if not I'll try my luck at writing something else and see how that goes.

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Published April 01, 2016 by

Short Story: Earnest Young Is Forever Young

Hello here is a short story about that I wrote about vampires three years ago but I only just edited it recently. I hope that you can enjoy it.

Summary: Earnest Young is a struggling artist living in poverty in the 1920s. His only hope at salvation is the mysterious vampire Mr.Wright who he discovered living next door.

"No, no, I won't do it, no more!" Cried a young blond man as he trudged through the snow. His skin was pale, his fingers bony, and his eyes were sunken in from lack of sleeping.

But what drew the attention of all who walked by, was not his fatigue or neglected appearance, it was his lack of shoes on that freezing winter's night. He was dressed only in a thin pair of pants, a crisp white shirt, and his feet lacked anything to prevent frostbite. But to the horror and amazement of all, instead of freezing from the cold and curling up into a ball to shiver, the man easily bulldozed through the snow like it was the middle of summer.

"No, no, absolutely not!” He wailed as he pushed through the crowd of workers returning home. Onlookers stopped to stare at the man who should have been frozen before they brushed off the spectacle and returned on their way.

"Why, why not?" Yelled Earnest, as he fought through the crowd to catch up with the blond man. "Why won't you turn me into a vampire?"

At the word vampire, the man stopped and froze like he'd been stabbed in the back, and Earnest used this opportunity to catch a must needed breath. Earnest bent over and grabbed his knees for support. His chest burned like fire and frantically moved up and down. Unlike the man before him, Earnest was wearing every piece of clothing he owned, which still wasn't enough to keep out the cruel winter cold. His coat was worn and covered with holes, and his shoes and pants were a sight to behold. Earnest's clothing wasn't the only thing in need of attention. His short brown hair was messy and unkempt, and his sea blue eyes were tired and drained. It wasn't unusual for this boy of nineteen to be mistaken for an older man without any home.

"When will you leave me alone?" Asked the vampire who oozed sadness. "Why is it always you who follows me home?"

"Please Mr. Wright," begged Earnest. "I ask only one thing, please make me a vampire so that I can escape this dreadful mortality."

"Don't call me that!" Boomed the vampire. "I'm not Mr. Wright. That's the name of the man who I killed in order to rest my head in the daylight!"

"Then how should I address you?" Asked Earnest with a hint of hope. "It's only fitting that I know the name of the man who shall deliver me into immortality."

"Immortality, you say," said the vampire with a chuckle. "You treat my curse like it's something desirable."

"It's not a curse Mr. Wright," said Earnest and he saw the vampire flinch. "The way I see it, it's more like a gift from heaven. There's no need to worry about money or age, and it apparently protects you from this blistering cold."

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