Remarkable Journey of Sebastian Starling · Writing

#WIPJoy and hashtag writing games

So in January I didn’t get much “actual” writing done but instead I worked on getting back into thinking about writing–which sounds convoluted, I know, but given that I do visual arts, playwriting, theatre artistry AND raising two little girls sometimes it takes a lot of energy and effort just to think about a project. That being said I found a wonderfully simple way to stay engaged with my project even though I cannot actively work on it.

Hashtag games are a series of questions put out by the host that are answered each day throughout a given month. #WIPJoy was hosted by Bethany Jennings and included questions about the specific WIP as well as general writing questions.


It was a lot of fun and kept me motivated to work on plotting The Remarkable Journey of Sebastian Starling.

February I am playing #StoryWarriors with Mollie Reeder and I am already having a lot of fun and it’s only day 7! I’ve chosen Luna and Spencer from Achelon City: City of Hope  for this and I look forward to finding out more about them in this new story! While doing this I am also sloooooowly plotting out their story. I really enjoy police procedural stories but building them and making the case and the clues followed credible is an interesting challenge! This is allowing me to deconstruct one of my favorite genres and really examine what makes it work and what I like about it for my own story.

The last thing I really like about these hashtag games is that I am finally fulfilling the “social” aspect of social media–I am meeting new writers and artists and having actual conversations with them about the craft and their projects. I don’t know if I will ever publish but even if I don’t there seems to be a great network of support among writers on Twitter.

Stay warm my friends, six more weeks of winter….. 😦

Remarkable Journey of Sebastian Starling · Writing Prompts

#wildwoodprompt #amwriting Avoidance

My friend Serena is the most awesomely creative person I know! She has weekly writing prompts and this one just struck a chord. What is life like after the grand adventure is over?

This scene will be part of the epilogue of The Remarkable Journey of Sebastian Starling. She’s done in Avalon fighting elves and saving magic but what does this mean for herself and her relationships?

(Rough unedited draft)

Sebastian stood at her mirror staring at the new person looking back. It had been three weeks since the return from her adventures in Avalon and the rigors of those battles hung off her more ragged than she might have liked. In the stories Gran used to read her the hero returned in a blast of glory and pomp–not sliding into her old life quietly as if nothing were different. Everything was different. Her father was returned to them–married even, to her mother in a truly beautiful ceremony. They were a family now. Perhaps that was what felt so strange. All her life she had been accustomed to making her own family of her friends, colleagues… Nicholas…

“Oh, Nicholas.” The extra heavy pang caused the words to whisper out of a rueful smile. This was perhaps the biggest difference–something that she could not pinpoint and it made her heart heavier for that. Their dance at the Raven Queen’s Victory Ball created more questions than it answered.

“Tap tap?”

Sebastian whirled around to see an all too familiar face grinning at the window. While still impish as always, Nicholas too bore a weight on his features of everything he had seen and endured.

“You startled me!” She slid open the casement. “And one of these days you will have to use the door like a proper gentleman”

“But should I do that what will we banter about every time I visit.” The words so often repeated with every visit, for the first time ever, made her feel less comfortable than it should have. She turned back to her dressing table and began gathering her books in her bag.

“I must get going. I am to show Father all the new sights of the City. ”

“Aye.” Nicholas sat on the edge of the window and swung his legs in a charmingly childish way.

Sebastian’s hand reached for the door knob. “Bas, I’ll wait for ye as long as ye need. And I don’t take offense to ye avoiding me!” Those words swept across her and she felt the ragged weight of everything lift ever so slightly. She turned and gave a smile still heavy but a little lighter around the edges.

Nicholas grinned, and saluted as she slipped out the door.