Wednesday, December 24, 2014

A bit of honesty

So, as my old series wrap up, and my new series start up, I would like to explain my choices a little more.

In all honesty, I have been very unhappy with how Melody of Light and Love Rescue turned out. Actually, since this blog post is titled  "A bit of honesty", I guess I need to be more open.

I absolutely hated writing those two story lines. There are parts that I think are very well done, but as a whole, they both spun their wheels for so long that any real momentum I could have created I cut off because I had zero direction as to where I was actually going to take the stories.

Melody of Light was the most painful.  I had no idea what I was doing with Q, Aria, or the Witch until probably part 25. For a while Aria was the bad guy (hence the creepy vision of her in the plane, which makes no sense with how I wrapped things up...).  Then it was Q. Then it was the Witch. The who, what and why were constantly changing in my mind, which made parts of the story, and specifically those three characters, very uneven. I was struggling to write it, which meant that I didn't have much of a buffer between my current post, and my last scheduled post.  Usually I like to be three months scheduled ahead. With Melody of Light, I was lucky if I had three weeks scheduled. I just couldn't get the story to work, and it was a real struggle to even sit down and write.

It finally started to click into place around the time Liz got pulled into the mirror.  Then things became easier, and I was writing scenes that I actually thought turned out pretty well (the scene with Bobby and Kurt in the shower, and Liz's whole capture scene are two scenes that deserved to be in a much better story) but there were so many loose plot threads from early on that I started to feel like the whole arc didn't make much sense. (That whole riot in the hotel lobby was my attempt to tie in the HeartBreak Island stuff I had made such a point to make stand out early on. Yeah... that bit me in the ass big time.)

Before I started Letters from the Dead and Ruins I was planning on doing an arc about Clare and Max's wedding called Ceremony of Darkness. I thought about it and thought about it, and I found myself dreading the idea of writing it. Everything I came up with was horrible. I'm serious. They were truly and utterly terrible. 

I didn't want to look at that world, and those characters, characters I have spent over a year living with, and dread them.  So, I needed to make a change.  It was either that, or just give the series up all together, and for me, personally, giving up wasn't an option. I still have stories that I want to tell, they just aren't the stories that the series was moving towards. 

I needed to step back from the characters, and look at the world from a different point of view. I needed a little distance from the core group of Demon Slayers Inc. to properly expand the universe beyond them. I needed to find that spark again that made writing Experiments in Darkness and Daughter of Darkness so much fun. (Daughter of Darkness is personally my favorite of the four arcs, actually.)

Now, on to Pom Pom Angel. The series is on hiatus because I cannot figure out what the next story will be.  I know there is one, buried deep inside of my head, but it hasn't been fully formed yet.  While I don't consider Love Rescue one of my better stories, I do love the cast of characters. I want to do justice for those characters, and give them a worthy series.

I went into that story with no clear idea of what I wanted the tone to be, or what I wanted it to be, really.  Sure, it was going to be goofy, but was it going to be sweet and fun, or a little more mature and raunchy?  What I ended up with was a very uneven tone that didn't really correct itself until the last half of the series (around the time I introduced Regina).

As I was writing I could feel my brain spinning its wheels, attempting to stretch out the posts so that maybe I could find a plot thread that I could latch on to.  Even with the more focused plot in the later half, it still never really hit that right note.  And, again with the honesty thing, the arc doesn't have an ending. At all. It just kind of... ends. Why? I could not, for the life of me, think of any other way to end the story, so I just got everyone together to save me set up time for the next story, and faded to black.

Those characters deserve better than that. I actually think Pom Pom Angel has a very strong start. Missy and Gus both have very entertaining, funny voices. The problem is, that type of series requires a lot of time to build and grow.  That was time that I just did not have, and I learned that the hard way.  As I was writing, and attempting to figure things out, I felt myself losing the characters' voices.  They became muddy and kind of uneven.  Things did snap back into place when Regina showed up, but at that point I realized that I needed to wrap things up, and really sit down and plan before even considering starting a second story arc.

So, Pom Pom Angel is not dead, but it will be gone for a while. At least until I can figure out a proper story, (and figure out a schedule that will fit said story.  That's a whole different post, though.)  I am considering possibly bringing Missy and Regina into Ruins somehow, but that is too far in the future to make any promises.

So, Letters from the Dead and Ruins were born out of all this frustration.

As much as I want to discuss Ruins, I really can't.  I don't want to give anything away.  Just know that ALL of the core characters from Accidental Demon Slayers will eventually show up in some way, shape or form (that includes Max and Rita), and that the story I have planned is big, and fun, and I'm having a total blast writing it.  I'm also having a blast creating a new cast of characters to inhabit the world of the story, and as I near part 40 of the story, I am really enjoying how they are developing.

These are the details I can give you.  The story is post apocalyptic, the initial focus is on a completely new cast of characters, it plays up the fantasy aspects from the original Accidental Demon Slayers, and it will be more of an adventure series than horror series.

As for Letters from the Dead, the story came out of me wanting to do something different, and again, explore the world of the story from a new angle.  I have been wanting to do another Wheaton Prep story ever since I finished the game, and I decided that this would be the perfect chance for me to give it a go.

I'm finding both of these series very freeing.  With the Accidental Demon Slayers stories I felt myself holding back when it came to the horror scenes. With Letters from the Dead, and the whole Suffering Cycle, I am finally allowing myself to go to those dark places that I never really felt comfortable going with my first stories.  While Daughters of Darkness did push some boundaries, even then I found myself editing posts to lessen the impact or shock.  As much as Ruins, and the ReBirth Cycle, are focusing on the fantasy and adventure aspects of the original series, the Suffering Cycle will be an outright horror series. It will be dark, it will be violent at times, and if the ideas I have in my head make it onto the page, it will be shocking.

Since I have mentioned the whole cycle thing, I feel like I should also explain that, since the idea also applies to Eye See You.  For my first two series I wrote, I stuck to an arc structure.  As in, the stories moved in a linear fashion, each story happening either directly, or not long after, the last arc ended, but always with the timeline moving forward. It worked fine, but there were a lot of stories that I wanted to tell that wouldn't work in that model. With the Cycle model that I am working out, the stories don't always move forward. Sometimes the next story will be set in the past, or the future. Together they will create a cohesive whole, but each story may not be the linear continuation of the story before it. So, the timeline can cycle forwards or backwards, depending on what part of the world I want to reveal at that point.

A perfect example would be this. For Eye See You, the first two parts are told in the present, the third part however, is told in the past, by a character who is dead in the present story.  Doing this allows me to reveal certain parts of the story, and specific details about the rules of the world, without having to force characters to "figure it out (which usually means a sudden epiphany followed by an info dump).  It gives me, as the writer, a chance to organically reveal details about the story through the story, and revealing different viewpoints that I would not be able to focus on through a more typical, linear, arc based model.

Make sense? Well, it does in my head at least.

So, there is the process that led me to the major changes at Square Zero.  I am still figuring this blog out as I go, and I always knew that it would eventually have to change and evolve.  Hopefully you stick around to see exactly what it can become.

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Eye See You: Randy pt. 15


Luke.  
He got his first message almost a year ago.

A year?  They dragged this game on for over a year for him, and it still wasn’t over?

“They’ll send you a picture when a new person enters the list.  I got yours a few days ago… I think.” 

He has trouble keeping track of time. 

His hands shake. 

“The videos are for when someone graduates.” 

Graduates.  He means dies. 

Dies violently. 

Like getting shoved in front of an EL train. 

“That’s not all, though. There are other things.” He blinks for the first time in nearly in a minute.  “Things that you see in the real world. In person.  Not on…” He lifts his phone.

He tells me his cellphone battery hasn’t died once in his long year.  Never charged it, but it never died.  

Monday, December 22, 2014

Letters from the Dead pt. 1 (New Series)


It’s been so long! Too long!
I can’t wait to see you again, Felicia. 
I’ll be there in a week or two, maybe a little longer.
I’ll be there in time for the big dance, though.
You know how much I loved prom back in high school!

Did you miss me?
I missed you.
I missed you so much.
Felicia, I’m coming back, just for you.

With Love,
Cherish DuPree

I set the letter down, my hand shaking.
My secretary was looking at me funny. 

“You okay?”

I nodded.
I wasn’t okay though.

Cherish was dead. Had been dead for…
15 years. 

Friday, December 19, 2014

A Shake Up for the New Year!

So, as we finish up 2014 and enter 2015, there are going to be some pretty big changes happening on this blog in regards to the serials.


The first big change is that Pom Pom Angel will be going on hiatus after the current arc ends next week.  In its place I will be starting a new series, Ruins, which is connected to Accidental Demon Slayers, but I won't be revealing how just yet.  While I enjoyed writing Pom Pom Angel, and have grown to really love the characters in the series, I don't want to make the same mistake that I made with Love Rescue, which is going in without a clear storyline. So, instead I'm going to continue to work on creating a new arc for the series, and release another series that I have been developing for a while.

The second major change concerns Accidental Demon Slayers.

This one is tough for me, but as I look forward into the series, I realize that its a change I need to make.  Accidental Demon Slayers, as it is being written now, will be ending with the Melody of Light arc. That isn't to say the series will be over and done with.  Not by a long shot. The series will be transforming.  Starting next week Accidental Demon Slayers will be replaced with a new series called Letters from the Dead. The series will focus on Felicia, the headmistress of Wheaton Prep, and one of my favorite characters from the game.  The Demon Slayers crew will still play a part in the series, but as I work to expand the Accidental Demon Slayers universe, I am finding myself making major changes to how the stories are being told. Part of doing that is changing how I'm telling my stories, and who I am telling them through.  I have been writing Accidental Demon Slayers for just over a year now, and I can already feel my brain settling into a familiar, dulling rhythm with the series.  To keep things fresh for myself, and for you the readers, I need to step back, and rethink how I view the world of these characters, as well as the stories that I want to tell.

The third, and most noticeable change to the blog will be the length of the story posts. Yep, all my new series will be adopting the cellphone novel style of story telling.  Practically, this allows me to write farther ahead, and not let story lines get away from me (the way that Love Rescue and Melody of Light had, but I'll discuss this at a later date). Since I am moving to posts five days a week, this is the most practical way for me to manage the different series.  For me as a writer, I have found myself enjoying this style of story telling, and have found my stories flourishing the more I experiment.

SO! Lots of changes as we head into 2015.  I'll also be making some more cosmetic changes to site, which will make reading the older serials easier.

Thank you all for sticking around with my stories for so long, and I hope you stick around and enjoy the new direction that Accidental Demon Slayers is moving in as well as the new series!

So, the new schedule will be:

Monday & Friday - Letters from the Dead (part 1 of The Suffering Cycle) 
Wednesday- Ruins (part 1 of The ReBirth Cycle)
Tuesdays & Thursdays - Eye See You 



-Much love!
Bobby Bear

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Eye See You: Randy pt. 14


I saw him again.  He was walking on the lakefront, same path as before.

I think I took that route just because I wanted to see him again.  

He spoke this time.

His name was Luke.  As in list Luke. 

As in, one spot from the top spot, and on that list, no one wants to be on top.  He asked if I wanted to get coffee, to talk about the messages. 
I said yes. 

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Pom Pom Angel: Love Rescue pt. 21


Missy didn’t like Regina.  Actually, she hated Regina.  She hated all demons.  It was just something in her DNA.  There was one thing she hated more, though. She despised assholes who took advantage. 

In her normal state Regina could probably claw the guy’s eyes out of his skull, but as she was now…

Missy hovered above the alley, her wings batting the air gently, quietly.  When she had gone into action her clothes, the ones she had liked so much, the ones that Soul had bought her, had shed, replaced by her tried and true cheerleading uniform. 

She had ruined her new outfit.  One more reason to kick this bastard’s ass. 

She could see him leading Regina down towards the back end of the alley, a dead end, far away from people and streetlights and anyone who could hear them.  She followed him, them, watching closely. 

Regina was stumbling; looking like she was barely able to keep upright, but the man didn’t care.  He just dragged her along. 

“Come on, I’ve got something to show you.” His voice made Missy’s stomach twist into a knot.  “You’ll like it, I promise.” 

Missy swooped in closer, her eyes adjusted to the shadowy dark of the alley.  The bartender tossed Regina down, sending her sprawling in a pile of ripped garbage bags.  Missy could hear Regina moan in protest.  If his victim had been human, she would have been out cold by now, but with Regina being a demon she was still able to fight the effects of whatever drug he had given her. 
When he reached for his belt buckle Missy swooped down, her foot aiming for the space between his shoulder blades. She struck hard, sending him sprawling forward, his face cracking against the hard brick of the alley wall. 

He turned, angry, blood pouring from his nose.  “Who the fuck…” 

He stopped cold when he saw Missy, her wings outstretched, her feet hovering above the damp, urine soaked black top.  She was smiling, her eyes gleaming in the dim light. 

She was an angel of love, but at that moment she had no problem becoming an angel of wrath. 

The bartender charged at her, but he didn’t stand a chance.  She spun, her foot connecting with his jaw.  He went flying, his body smashing into a half filled dumpster. 

He was getting back up on his feet.  He was wobbly, and his left shoulder was out of the socket. 

“Bitch!” He was howling through chipped and broken teeth. 

Missy didn’t turn when she heard the back door to the bar slam open. 

“Holy shit!” Nando was the first to speak. 

“Stand back, boys.” Missy let her feet touch down.  “I got this.”

The man ran at her, his arms flailing.  He was six shades of sloppy, and ready to drop.  Missy caught him by the neck, lifting him up, off his feet. 

She glanced at Regina, who was on her feet and already starting to regain her strength. 

“Let me have him.”  Her voice was slurred slightly, but her eyes were focused. 

Missy looked at the man, at his snarling, red face.  She looked into his bloodshot and angry eyes.  Was there any good left in him?  Was he already damned to hell? 

As far as she was concerned, yes, he was, and the woman he had intended to rape was going to be the one to send him there. 

“He’s all yours.” With a flick of her wrist Missy sent the man flying.  He crashed hard into the pile of garbage that Regina had just been lying on. 

Regina just nodded, turning to the man.  She straddled him, lowering her face close to his.  Missy watched as Regina clutched his jaw in her hand, forcing his mouth open.  There was no contact, but red wisps escaped his lips, fluttering into Regina’s open, hungry lips. 

Missy thought that she would be scared the first time she saw someone get their soul eaten, but at that moment she felt nothing.  If the man had been an innocent, maybe, but he wasn’t innocent. How many had their been before Regina?

The man went limp, and Regina stood. 

“Thanks.” She didn’t look at Missy as she spoke. 

“You still planning on stealing Gus’s soul?” Missy braced herself, ready for an attack. 

“Steal his soul?” Regina let out a laugh and turned.  “Sweetie, you have to be pretty bad before I can get dibs on your soul.” She walked towards Missy, her steps more solid then before.  “I’m your other half, Missy.  The left shoulder to your right.  I need Gus around just as much as you do.”

Missy did not like that answer.  She didn't like it at all.