Month: June 2014

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Liebster Award

I have been nominated yet again for the Liebster Award by Kitt at .   Thanks so much Kitt!

Here are the rules:

Present 11 facts about yourself.

Answer 11 questions posed by the person who nominated you.

Create your own 11 questions and present these to the 11 people that you will nominate.

Here are my 11 facts:

  1. I’m in high-school
  2. I’m home-schooled
  3. I snowboard
  4. I like anime
  5. I’m really into peanut butter and jelly at the moment.
  6. I’m a picky reader
  7. I’m a picky eater…or at least I used to be
  8. I love writing about fantasy and being able to convey important life-lessons to my readers
  9. I play football
  10. Apparently I look about three or four years older than I really am.
  11. I’m right-handed

My answers to Kitt’s questions:

  1. Where and how do you like to write?  I like to sit on my bed and write; no matter what, I have to be comfortable and I either need quiet or good music that correlates to whatever is happening in my book.
  2. When did you start blogging?  In February.  I guess I’m still kind of a noob 🙂
  3. What motivates you to write?  A lot of things!  I like writing because I enjoy it, because I can express myself, and because it gives me an opportunity to help others by inspiring them to behave in a righteous way.
  4. Do you consider yourself a disciplined writer? Why or why not?  As a matter of fact, I do.  Writing a book takes a lot of discipline because often you’re tempted to skip over boring-but-necessary parts and go right to the exciting stuff.  Also, there’s the matter of editing and taking time to do that.
  5. Are you an early bird or a night owl?  I think I would qualify as both!
  6. Who is your greatest supporter? Hmm…In regards to what?  Jesus all around, but otherwise I would say my brother.
  7. What do you consider your greatest triumph?  Perhaps not the greatest, but I think finishing my book was a pretty triumphant moment.
  8. What is your favorite memory?  Goodness, that’s a hard question.  There’s so many!  Maybe a snowboarding trip with my brother, sister, and two of our friends.  We had an epic dance party in the car on the ride home 🙂
  9. What do you do for fun?  I like to hang out with my family and friends, play football, snowboard, run around and play games at night…
  10. What adjective best describes you?  That’s a hard question to ask without my sounding prideful…I think “‘determined”.
  11. What would be your ideal vacation? Hello Hawaii… 🙂

My 11 nominations:

My 11 questions:

Why do you blog?

What is your favorite book/movie genre?

What kind of music do you listen to?

What is the most important thing in your life?

Are you Swedish?

What is your favorite season?

What was your major in college (for those of you not in or out of college, what do you want your major to be?)

What is your favorite sport?

What kind of things do you laugh at?

Why did the chicken cross the road?

What is your favorite type of food?

Thanks again Kitt!



My 11 questions


Update: “Tips for How to Begin Writing a Book” and “Sneak Peek at ‘I Was Called’!”

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Hey everyone!  I’ve updated “Tips for How to Begin Writing a Book” and “Sneak Peek at ‘I Was Called’!”.  Please check them out!  For “Tips for How to Begin Writing a Book”, I’ve begun talking about how most aspiring authors struggle with writing when they begin working on their books.  In regards to “Sneak Peek at ‘I Was Called’!”, I’ve made a few changes to chapter one, “The Beast”.  I thought I went too quickly into describing Terren in the opening paragraph.  I like it a lot more the way it is now, in which I take time to introduce the setting, add a touch of suspense, and then describe Terren.  I hope you notice how the text flows better and makes more sense.


The Tower of Cresten

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The tower was tall.  It was so tall, Arn’s legs burned with exhaustion as he reached the upper room—the only room in the tower, apparently.  Halfway up the winding staircase, he had questioned why he was still in the tower.   What was he doing here?  After sailing for three days from his homeland, the lone tower, lime-colored and reflecting the golden sunlight, had caught his attention on the horizon.  Curious, he had steered his ship to the pile of rocks protruding from the sea, upon which the tower sat.  It was a magnificent tower, and Arn wondered if it would be a suitable home for him.

Ever since the ogres had invaded his village, he had been wary of landing on any piece of land that could possibly be inhabited by such beasts.  He needed a new home; he had no family and, although he was heartbroken at the loss of many friends in his village, he was determined to find somewhere peaceful to live, where he could live his life as he desired.  And to his luck, Cresten’s star was shining in the east, just above the tower, and Arn was sure that this was a sign of good fortune.  His village might have been plundered and the Knights of Rell defeated in their combat against the ogres, but he knew Cresten was generally a good god, and wherever he placed his star must mean good to all those who trusted in him and followed his ways.  What Cresten was the god of, Arn had heard many things; light, peace, courage, good fortune, and suffering.

Finally, Arn arrived at broad wooden door, made of heavy oak.  The wood was painted gold, and in the center of the door was the letter C.  Inquisitive and relieved that he had reached the top of the stairs, Arn turned the copper knob on the door and pushed it open.  He entered into a small room, with three windows, and between each of the three windows was a tapestry.  In the center of the room was a lone, cedar table, with no chairs surrounding it, but a lantern sat atop the piece of furniture.  As Arn began gazing with awe upon the tapestries–which held images of knights, dragons, and monsters all in a terrible battle–he abruptly started with a sudden realization.  The lantern was lit.

Suddenly, wind filled the tower and the door of the small room slammed shut.  Arn froze, his breath catching, and he waited to see what would happen.  For a moment, all was silent…but then the floor began to move, and the whole tower.  Outside, the sky seemed to turn, and Arn fell onto his back, crying out with alarm.   The tower seemed to right itself; the floor no longer rocked beneath Arn and the tower was still.  It appeared as if the tower was standing upright.  Arn stood, stumbled onto all fours out of panic, and then began crawling towards the door.  He had just reached for the door knob when a stifling, low growl sounded behind him.  Releasing a quivering breath, he slowly turned to face whatever was behind him.

Jerking backwards with shock, Arn saw the head of a huge dragon in one of the three windows of in the wall.  The eyes of the beast were enormous, filled with fire, and they burned with anger.  In a low, hoarse voice, the dragon taunted, “Looking for a home?”

Translucent figures began appearing all throughout the room.  The dragon laughed, his voice booming like thunder.  And Arn fainted as he heard the dragon rumble, “Welcome to the Tower of Cresten!”

This was totally random.  I thought I’d just whip something up real quick.



Let It Go

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Recently, I was watching Frozen while being surrounded by about a hundred little kids.  When this song, “Let It Go”, started playing during the movie, almost every kid was singing along and screaming out the words “LET IT GO!”

There’s something about the song, however, that disturbs me.  And what was even more disturbing was how all of the children around me, knowingly or not, were being dragged into the falsity that lies within the song.  These kids were believing in what they were singing with child-like ardor.  This, to me, was rather disconcerting.  Why?

Because the song “Let It Go” is about freedom.  However, what most little kids don’t realize about Elsa is this:

Elsa isn’t free

Children were screaming out “Let it go!”, joining in Elsa’s cry of freedom and release from burden.  They were injecting into their minds the subtle falsity that Elsa was somehow free.  But let’s look at Elsa; let’s look at her “freedom”.

Elsa gets some things right; keeping yourself all bottled up isn’t a good thing.  You should be allowed to express yourself, and be yourself.  It makes sense for her to feel “free” when she escapes from  Arendelle.  But guess what?

Elsa isn’t free

Elsa believes that having no rules, no right no wrong is what makes her free.  She can do whatever she wants, and therefore she is free.  But is Elsa really free?  Do we see her experiencing freedom after this outburst of relief, this explosion in which she seeks to fulfill her desires as she sees fit?

I don’t think so.

Instead, we see her lock herself away in a castle.  We see her still enslaved to her fear, to her power, when Anna tries to bring her back to Arendelle.  She says that “the fears that once controlled me can’t get to me at all”.  Yet even when she releases her power and begins her episode of “freedom”, even when she does what she wants, she isn’t free.  Elsa believes that having no rules and choosing to do what she wants will make her free.  She decides that she will be her own queen.

The reason why this bothers me is that young children might be tempted to make the same mistake.  And what is the antidote for this mistake?  It’s understanding true freedom.  So what’s freedom?

Freedom is having the ability and the desire to choose the good

Unless we understand this, we won’t be free.  There will always be rules and there will always be a right or a wrong.  Saying that we won’t follow the rules or follow what’s right or wrong won’t make us free; rather, true freedom comes from accepting and following the rules with gladness and joy.  If we don’t do what’s right or follow the rules, we become a slave to our own desires.  They control us, just like Elsa is still controlled by her fear and her own power.  We cannot create our own moral law or our own rules; we aren’t made for doing whatever we want.

This photo is altered by me but not mine
This photo is altered by me but not mine

Be free, everyone!  People who are slaves to their own desires because they do whatever they want aren’t free.  Those who follow the law placed on everyone by morality with joy and happiness aren’t held down by it because they are willing to obey it.

I know, I know, this is complicated philosophy and it was kind of sloppy.  For more on this type of stuff, check out more stuff by SJP2.  This man is a genius 🙂


Meet Kaira

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I have decided to post character descriptions in a new category aptly titled “Character Descriptions”.  These descriptions will be longer than the overviews I will present in “Characters in TSOM”.  I’m going to do it this way so that “Characters in TSOM” won’t get so crowded and long that you won’t have time to read all the way through it.  This way, you can read a lengthier summary of a character at your leisure if you go to the category “Character Descriptions”, whereas in “Characters in TSOM” you can find a short and simple overview of the characters.



Like Efelnid and Shrane, Kaira is not a significant character in “I Was Called”.  Nevertheless, because she is still an important character in her relation to Terren as his mother, it is worth giving her a description, however brief.


The build and height of Kaira are both medium.  She has a round face, as opposed to thin, and it is starting to get wrinkles.  Her nose is round and small, rather than pointy and large, and she has thin lips, which are light pink.  Her eyes are blue-green, very round, and only slightly deep-set.  Her skin is tan, notably darker than Terren’s.  As to her hair, it reaches nearly to the middle of her back, and it is very thick, possessing a solid brown color that is free of any highlights of lighter shades of brown.  Her hands, feet and ears are regular sized.  She is never described as attractive, but neither is she described as unattractive.

Personality and Purpose

Kaira is patient, emotional, considerably humble and determined (pursuing her interest in cooking, which was rather odd for medieval times), and often concerned about her children.  She prefers that they take precautions that she would rather not merely because she doesn’t want to (for instance, she advises that Terren live in a castle for protection, but she will not).  Reminiscence of a troubled past keeps her from being as happy as she could be.  Nevertheless, she is a very peaceful person, and welcomes serenity.  As to her purpose, she is the mother of Terren, whom Terren is determined to protect, and she is the mother of Earyis, from which the plot of the book comes.


Classification of Gilliks

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(Note: this is actually an excerpt from the end of “I Was Called”)

Although the many different types of Gilliks may seem unnecessary, the classification of Gilliks actually holds significance.  The variety of Gilliks consists of the following types: Mairace, goblin, Metulii and Terra Raider.  These names are actually terms of rank and describe how skillful the Gillik is, and denote what types of person or rank the person stabbed by the Sword of Kartrus might have been.  The rank order of a Gillik is listed as above, with the Vakar superior to all those listed.

One becomes a Mairace when he hasn’t any true fighting experience or skill, due to lack of ardent training.  An example of this would be a farmer, a craftsman, an innkeeper, and the like.  Mairaces almost always bear the same appearance and are the most numerous of Kartrus’s infantry.  He uses them at the front lines to tire those resisting, knowing that they are not effective unless many in number, assailing a single prey.  When they tire those that are considerably harder to defeat, the more skillful of Gilliks dispatch them.

A goblin is the variation of what a farmer, craftsman, innkeeper, or the like might become after being stabbed by Kartrus’s sword.  However, anyone might transform into a goblin.  Goblins, unlike the other types of Gilliks, do not have a regular appearance that denotes their species.  This, in a roundabout way, is how they are identified because they bear no resemblance to each other, unlike the other types of Gilliks.  A goblin may have been a knight or a peasant.  They are equipped according to their skill; heavy as to skillful, light as to pathetic.  Kartrus does not waste his weapons on those that don’t know how to use them.

A Metulii could have been a squire before his knighthood, or the common soldier.  They have effective skill and are less numerous than goblins or Mairaces.  They all have similar appearances to each other, with spikes on their heads and enormous eyes.  They usually fight with swords.  Like Mairaces, they are often crafted by Kartrus into giants, but this is rare.

Terra Raiders are the rarest of infantry Gilliks, and the most deadly.  They have a unique but not overly frightening appearance.  They fight with swords, shields, and are the best archers of Kartrus’s warriors.  A Terra Raider would have been a knight, an elf, or someone who has great abilities and extreme skills of swordsmanship.  They are usually used as generals and are spared occasionally for important missions, used to dispatch leaders or be matched against the deadliest of Kartrus’s opponents.

Other Gilliks, such as the Avismal or Cattaki, were animals stabbed by the Sword of Kartrus.  An Avismal is a bird while the Cattaki are any four-legged creature with varying sizes between that of a cat and a donkey.

The reason for such classification of Gilliks is that it enables Kartrus to better calculate attacks and administer a more deadly strike at those who resist him.

Meet Efelnid

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I have decided to post character descriptions in a new category aptly titled “Character Descriptions”.  These descriptions will be longer than the overviews I will present in “Characters in TSOM”.  I’m going to do it this way so that “Characters in TSOM” won’t get so crowded and long that you won’t have time to read all the way through it.  This way, you can read a lengthier summary of a character at your leisure if you go to the category “Character Descriptions”, whereas in “Characters in TSOM” you can find a short and simple overview of the characters.




Efelnid is a tall, slim man.  You couldn’t really say that he is “skinny”, because he is not.  He’s described in “I Was Called” as being thinner than Terren but still having “a muscular build to his upper body”.  He has a thin face, as opposed to round or chubby, and has a pointy, broad-arched nose.  His lips are thin and pink in color, and his blue, deep-set eyes are very round.  His hair is blond with many curls, just reaching his shoulders.  Also, his ears are small and very round, his hands are big and bony, and his feet are large too.  Despite how he is older than most of the characters (around age forty), he looks young for his age.

Personality and Purpose

Like Shrane, not much is said about Efelnid’s personality in my book.  He is very meek, and possesses much concern for the people he cares about, especially in situations of danger.  He likes to know all of the details when such situations arise.  As to his purpose, he is Terren’s step-father, the father of Earyis.  Because Efelnid is the father of Earyis, he is, to a certain extent, important to the story, but he doesn’t play an important role in the plot.  I write in “I Was Called” that Terren is “fond” of Efelnid, so they have a good relationship, and Kaira, Terren’s mother and the wife of Efelnid, shows concern for Efelnid when he is sick.  To the extent that other characters like Efelnid, he could be considered “likable”.