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it’s official now.
I made a new, independent writeblr to separate my original stories from all my fandom stuff. if you’re interested, message me or send me an ask (off anon) either here or on my main blog and I’ll give you a link.
Thanks to tumblr I've been fortunate enough to meet incredibly talented artists of all kinds. Among them, one of the greatest privileges this site has let me enjoy was that, last year, I got to read earlier versions of the two first instalments of this wonderful series: "The Essence of the Equinox". Now, I get to read the definite version of this indie book, and soon will be able to hold what's setting out to be a gorgeous print edition in my hands ^-^
Alongside some other short stories and a novelette I've read as well, tEotE portrays an intricately built magical world that's a welcome change of pace from the modern fantasy I had been finding trite, woefully misogynistic and repetitive in the last few years. That level of depth and originality in the worldbuilding alone would've been enough for it to carve a space into my heart, but it doesn't stop there.
I've always been a fan of descriptive, lyrical prose; the kind that makes you want to pace yourself and sit back to enjoy a good turn of phrase and daydream about the lovely (or terrible) scenarios it presents. If that sounds like something you'd enjoy, you'll find plenty of both here. On a personal note, I recommend reading on a full stomach: the food descriptions are particularly mouth-watering xD. But my favourite bit is how the different settings come alive in the narration, especially the contrasting dream-like Soleterea and the nightmare-inducing land of Mortos.
Other points in its favour for me, and I'm willing to bet, for a lot of the people who follow me, are its larger-than-life leads and its female-majority ensemble of characters, all of whom are varied and fascinating in their own right, with important roles inside the story, and who'll you get to meet in earnest thanks to an expanding omniscient narrator.
Princess Laila Rose of Soleterea, from a powerful race of fallen stars in humanoid form, is the protagonist of the trilogy. In fairness, she's not the first character in the 'verse that truly caught my eye; that honour goes to a particular Mortesian blood sorcerer who you won't properly meet until the second book (which is intended to be published a year after this one). But she quickly rose in the ranks and has become one of my favourite characters, period; in this and any other canon.
First of all, she's the uncontested star (no pun intended) of the story, outshone by none (that one, I admit, was on purpose). She's a firm idealist whose optimism is put to the test in her journey; she possesses endless charm and a silver tongue, as well as difficult insecurities that make her all the more endearing to me. She's at the centre of everything, and the dynamics that spark around her are another one of the selling points of the series: from her toxic and most defining relationship with her Impératrice and mother Amira, to her complicated friendship with her guard and past paramour Lyra; and, of course, to the intense, passionate and doomed romance that propels the series.
The novel's plot is kick-started when Laila's work examining potentially dangerous magical objects leads her to discover what seems to be a demonic monster encased in a block of ice. He turns out to be Dominus, a prince of a hidden immortal race: the Occassi, from Mortos; a kingdom as different from the idyllic Soleterea as it can be. When he gets free Laila travels with him on a diplomatic mission to establish contact and relations with this species. This puts her right in the middle of that country's dysfunctional royal family: a heartless king, his reluctant heir, and an ambitious bastard son: Darius Calantis.
I find him to be the best representative of Mortos' realm, in a similar way that Laila is for Soleterea. He's suave and shrewd and intellectual in a land that puts little value on anything of the sort, more interested in brute force and military conquests. His frustrated ambitions, routinely suffocated by a tyrannical father, might find an outlet thanks to this new realm. He is, definitely, another character to look out for ;)
Finally, I'll say that most of all, this book both subverts and surpasses expectations. For example, as someone who tends toward scepticism when it comes to romance (especially that of the female heroine/villainous male character variety), I nonetheless loved every choice pertaining to the romantic subplot in this book. And I must insist on how after this one, an even better sequel (with some of my most beloved characters in the series!) awaits you ^-^
You can find an official synopsis here on goodreads or storygraph, where you can add the book to your to-read list. I also recommend following the author @aninkwellofnectar on tumblr (and on her other sites) for updates, because "When The Stars Alight" will be available for pre-order very, very soon. As of now, she's offering Advanced Reader Copies as well, if that's something you guys might want to look into.
Oh, and before I forget: there's a short story by this author published in the Fall Into Fantasy 2022's anthology. It tells a tale from Laila's mother's youth, Amira. On top of being a delight for fans of cold, complex female leads and tragic sapphic romance enjoyers, it'll offer you a taste of the author's style and the world she's created.
it’s official now.
I made a new, independent writeblr to separate my original stories from all my fandom stuff. if you’re interested, message me or send me an ask (off anon) either here or on my main blog and I’ll give you a link.
it’s official now.
I made a new, independent writeblr to separate my original stories from all my fandom stuff. if you’re interested, message me or send me an ask (off anon) either here or on my main blog and I’ll give you a link.
it’s official now.
I made a new, independent writeblr to separate my original stories from all my fandom stuff. if you’re interested, message me or send me an ask (off anon) either here or on my main blog and I’ll give you a link.
half-thinking of nuking this blog and starting a new writeblr (or at least deleting a lot of stuff) to get a clean slate in part because I dreamed of a shiny new URL xD. but also because I’d kind of like to separate my fandom/original accounts more, I’ve been thinking about it for a while.
the more I think about it the more decided I am. I don’t think I’ll deactivate this one in its entirety; I’ll leave it as an archive, with reblogs of resources, inspiration etc. that might be useful for later and, especially, with reblogs from other people’s writing. I’ll just slowly delete information and excerpts from my own stories (here and on the writeblr) and move that stuff to the new blog, especially as I’m changing around a lot of stuff.
I won’t link to that one publicly once I have it presentable (although I mean, I don’t think it’ll be hard to tell it’s me if you’ve paid a bit of attention lol), but I’ll share it with the discord chat(s) & people curious enough to ask, and follow the writeblrs/writing-related blogs I’m interested in from there too, to have them in one place.
Making your own media is so great bc all your headcanons are correct. No one can disagree with you without being flatly wrong. The power is intoxicating
Chanté Adams as Max Chapman S01E07 “Full Count” | A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN
[Image Description: Five gifs of Max Chapman, hungover at Uncle Burt’s kitchen table. She has a red lipstick mark on her left cheek and a cowboy hat.
Plain text ID: Chante Adams as Max Chapman
S01E07 “Full Count” | A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN /end ID]
The way I personally stay true to the story I started down on is to give myself permission to not teach anyone anything. I’m not writing a manual. I’m not delivering bromides. I know that a lot of people do take enormous pleasure and relief in lines or phrases or ideas from stories that ring true to their own lives, but it’s important for me that I tell a story and that I’m not writing Chicken Soup for the Necromantic Soul. It is getting harder and harder again, especially for authors from marginalised places or backgrounds, to write works where the takeaway isn’t ‘this is to succour all my marginalised people’. For anyone on the female-identified axis this is especially hard because it seems to me that most books by anyone female-adjacent have an expectation that they will comfort the uncomfortable and discomfit the comfortable etc., whereas a guy can just tell an adventure story and be done with it. This ties in with an idea that I think <is prevalent> nowadays that good art is moral and bad art is immoral: i.e. if a story is bad it actually has to be because the lessons are bad, and if a story is good it must somehow be beautiful on the moral scale. We go looking for why the art we love is moral even if the art we love is a donut. I think this is the pressure of capitalism on time – that everything has to double or triple up in benefit compared to the time we take on it: if we’re prepared to waste eight hours on a book we had better be able to tot up at the end how that book was also feeding us in some way. That’s brand time we just used.
I am writing for my younger self and it would be disgusting of me to try to teach her anything.
Tamsyn Muir, Interview with Ciara Seccombe, 2/5/22
half-thinking of nuking this blog and starting a new writeblr (or at least deleting a lot of stuff) to get a clean slate in part because I dreamed of a shiny new URL xD. but also because I’d kind of like to separate my fandom/original accounts more, I’ve been thinking about it for a while.
the more I think about it the more decided I am. I don’t think I’ll deactivate this one in its entirety; I’ll leave it as an archive, with reblogs of resources, inspiration etc. that might be useful for later and, especially, with reblogs from other people’s writing. I’ll just slowly delete information and excerpts from my own stories (here and on the writeblr) and move that stuff to the new blog, especially as I’m changing around a lot of stuff.
I won’t link to that one publicly once I have it presentable (although I mean, I don’t think it’ll be hard to tell it’s me if you’ve paid a bit of attention lol), but I’ll share it with the discord chat(s) & people curious enough to ask, and follow the writeblrs/writing-related blogs I’m interested in from there too, to have them in one place.
I know the Goncharav but is funny. But it’s also frustrating. I mean, this is a fake movie that has taken tumblr by storm, with Moodboards and art and fanfics on ao3. And there are indie authors all over writeblr that can’t even get a reblog with tags.
you know what, i’m not done with this actually. i love what i’ve seen for goncharev. it’s an idea and a little gag that’s funny, very tumblr in nature, and seems to be occupied by a lot of people who just! are having so much fun! but i think it’s also very telling about what people on the site think about those who do create ACTUAL original content, and get... nothing.
there was a time on tumblr when it was the norm to create fanwork for your fellow writeblr’s wips, when you could make a story tag and it became a tag other people used. you could develop an actual following for your stories that extended beyond your close friends.
now, you can’t even get a reblog.
getting a comment in the tags is a once in a five-thousand-self-reblogs opportunity.
so seeing this in depth meta essays come up for a story that doesn’t exist, looking at professional level art work and fanwork be created for a non-existent movie, watching people, in the span of 24 hours, make this a gag that has reached even the Big Tumblr Blogs that don’t usually get pulled into the Silly Stunt Of The Week.
i dont know. it’s been pretty frustrating.
half-thinking of nuking this blog and starting a new writeblr (or at least deleting a lot of stuff) to get a clean slate in part because I dreamed of a shiny new URL xD. but also because I'd kind of like to separate my fandom/original accounts more, I've been thinking about it for a while.
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Might I add:
The defeat of the wizard who made people choose how they’d be to be executed
The woman who raised the changeling alongside her biological child
The human who died of radiation poisoning after repairing the spaceship
The adventures of a space roomba
Cinderella finding Araura (and falling in love)
I don’t know a snappy description but the my nemesis cynthia story certainly lives in my head
hilariously, these are almost all in my fic tag. so, a compiled list from the notes (and some extras):
I am in love with you /p
Yooooooo I just realized I’m on this list 😭 I’ve been reading through and number 10 is me! Wow, I am honestly stunned, thanks y’all! If you like that demon king universe, I wrote another one the same world here (x)
BRB gonna print this post so I can say I rank with the other writers included
“In [Angela Carter’s] writings, her voice speaks from the page, addressing you, talking to you: “See! sweet and sound she sleeps in granny’s bed, between the paws of the tender wolf.” Very few writers use the imperative as she does — conspiratorially. Carter wanted to practise the atavistic lure, the atavistic power, of voices in the dark. “The writer who gives the words to those voices,” she wrote, “retains some of the authority of the most antique tellers of tales.”
The voice isn’t on its own, ringing in a hollow space. Open any page and a full score rises from its word-notes, of winds howling, teardrops falling, diamond earrings tinkling, snapping teeth, sneezing, and wheezing. Storytelling for Angela Carter was an island full of noises and sweet airs, and like Caliban, who heard a thousand twangling instruments hum about his ears, she was tuned to an ethereal universe packed with sensations, to which she was alive with every organ. Acoustics are not the only means, however, that she draws on to convey the lucid dreams she creates in her fiction. Her imagination is spatial, an architect’s axonometric vision, as she moves us through palaces and castles, forests and tundras, dungeons and attics, tracking with us down pathways towards her various sealed depositories of secrets, those bloody chambers. What reader does not explore with her these passages and woodland tracks? Who does not feel the Beast’s dark carriage like a hearse rumbling towards his eerily uninhabited domain? And who does not sense, through her powerful evocations, the pricking of thorns, the jaw-cracking stringiness of granny, the jangling of bed springs, the licking of a big cat’s tongue, the soft luxurious furs and velvets and skin, and the piercing contrasts with ice, glass, metal? […] Carter’s mastery of these effects brings about a quality of hallucinatory reality, dreamlike in its close-up intensity, that wraps the products of her unleashed fantasy. She knew what word power could do in this regard: “No werewolf make-up in the world can equal the werewolf you see in your mind’s eye,” she wrote.“
– Marina Warner, from ‘Chamber of Secrets: The Sorcery of Angela Carter‘ for the Paris Review.
For the one word prompt game: 39
Thank you! This is a bit of the stuff I'm adding/reworking in Book 2
Huh. This is certainly a different dynamic from what I'm used to among all these characters lol.
Echo now has a flesh and bone father that seems to fit the typical occassi patriarch role. And he wants her to marry Darius which. Oof. I had a very visceral 😖 reaction at the idea lmao. I wonder how this all will alter that relationship, as well as Echo & Laila (although Laila's realisation regarding Echo's maturity seems like it could go on par with the old one). Given how Echo's origins were a mystery I wonder how much of what she believes is the truth or if you've changed things, but that's another matter.
My favourite part of this is the description of Echo's room. My little macabre child xD. I want to see her doll scenarios and dissected animals.
So this is, in some regards, a reversion back to the original iteration of her plotline and its a last ditch attempt to figure out an arc for her because I got to book 3 and realised she didn't really have one lol. She was just sort of there lurking and I thought about deleting her entirely.
Delanus is the dad 🤣 becsuse of that she has actually known Darius for many years at this point and it's why she thinks highly of him and defines him in a way that reads paternal to Laila, which adds to the squick factor. I KNOWWW I'm going to get one troll who wonders why he didn't take her on as a child bride. I'm prepared for it. And in a way that is the point. Darius is evil but he has standards alright 😤
Wrt her origins that's something I still have to tinker with. Because I still intend to keep some things and mess with others. We'll see how that goes. I think this ironically has made it easier for me to write in interactions between Echo and Laila both now and in the future (since this scene was brand new). Serafina also. Which are my main priorities since Darius will be fine in the grand scheme either way.
Neat. I'm guessing this means changes regarding Delanus other daughter(s), as well. Like maybe replacing/fusing them with Echo? Side note, I'm sad we can't meet the mother; clearly these interesting personalities couldn't have come from Delanus xDD
Either way, good look figuring out an arc for her! I'd be sad to see her go, ngl, but *shrugs*. You gotta do what you gotta do etc.
For the one word prompt game: 39
Thank you! This is a bit of the stuff I'm adding/reworking in Book 2
Huh. This is certainly a different dynamic from what I'm used to among all these characters lol.
Echo now has a flesh and bone father that seems to fit the typical occassi patriarch role. And he wants her to marry Darius which. Oof. I had a very visceral 😖 reaction at the idea lmao. I wonder how this all will alter that relationship, as well as Echo & Laila (although Laila's realisation regarding Echo's maturity seems like it could go on par with the old one). Given how Echo's origins were a mystery I wonder how much of what she believes is the truth or if you've changed things, but that's another matter.
My favourite part of this is the description of Echo's room. My little macabre child xD. I want to see her doll scenarios and dissected animals.
When will I get a post about how SHE committed atrocities but SHE'S my special little guy and also SHE looked hot while doing it
