My Aquila project has officially begun. I have drafted a plan of the pilot and begun researching the genre and other things. You may find I am talking about superheroes a lot for the coming months! I’ve invested in plenty of books on writing for television, as well as a few box sets to work my way through. I need to be a superhero expert by the time I come to write my critical essay, so that seems like a good place to start.
I began writing the plan out in script form, and feel it’s falling rather flat–it’s also turning out a lot shorter than it needs to be, which is worrying.
Hospital Waiting Room
(DAD is staring at a magazine without reading it. FIONA comes rushing in.)
DAD: Fiona! (stands up quickly) Well?
FIONA: I’m fine. Just a bit of a bump, nothing to worry about.
DAD: Sweetheart, you have amnesia. I’d say that’s something to worry about.
FIONA: Dad, I’m fine. Look, they’re letting me go, see? And if my memories come back, they come back; if they don’t, well, I can live with that. Come on, let’s get out of here. Please.
Fiona’s Bedroom, Night
(FIONA is in her own bed, asleep but fitful. The flashes continue.)
DAD (v.o.): Sweetheart, you have amnesia. I’d say that’s something to worry about.
NURSE #1 (v.o.): I can’t make out what this is–it looks like some kind of implant …
(The words BEWARE REDTHORN is superimposed over her.)
GEORGIA REDTHORN (V.o.): Come on in my dear, let’s get you dried off and warm, and then something to eat …
(FIONA sits up with a gasp.)
Major’s Kitchen, Morning
DAD is brewing coffee. ALFIE is in school uniform eating breakfast, wide awake. MUM is on the phone, holding a list.
MUM: … I know we should have called, but it was the early hours and our primary concern was getting her to bed safely. … Of course, I’ll give her your love. Bye, Dad.
(Phone is replaced. MUM crosses a name off her list.)
MUM: So that’s Grandad notified …
FIONA enters in her dressing-gown. The room stills as they all look at her.
FIONA: Um, morning.
MUM: Morning, love. What do you want for breakfast?
DAD: Do you want some coffee? Or tea, I could put the kettle back on.
MUM: You could let her answer, Doug.
ALFIE: Mm, Daddy’s being rude.
FIONA: Do we have any bacon?
MUM and DAD look at each other.
MUM: No, but I could pick some up when I drop Alfie off at school. Come on, Alfie, you’ll be late.
(ALFIE finishes his breakfast speedily while DAD proffers the cafetiere at FIONA.)
FIONA: Coffee, please, Dad.
(FIONA sits down while DAD pours her a coffee. MUM ushers ALFIE out into the hall.)
ALFIE: (from hall) Fiona, you’ll still be here when I come home, right?
FIONA: Of course I will.
(Sounds of MUM and ALFIE leaving house.)
DAD: Are you all right, sweetheart?
FIONA: You’re all acting so weird.
DAD: You can hardly blame us, it hasn’t exactly been a normal few weeks.
FIONA: No, it hasn’t.
DAD: We all want things to go back to normal as soon as possible.
FIONA: I know, Dad. I just wish it were that easy.
Fiona’s Bedroom, Morning
(FIONA is alone with her laptop, and searches REDTHORN online. Too many results. She tries REDTHORN SUPER EYESIGHT and REDTHORN IMPLANTS but also gets nowhere. Tries variants with RED THORN, still nothing useful.)
School Gates, Morning
(FIONA stands in a milling crowd of students, nervous. She looks around, noticing minute details. She looks behind her and reads the menu of a cafe the other end of the road. Swallows, but with great reluctance joins the crowds.)
(FIONA turns and sees VICTORIA and EMMA standing behind her.)
FIONA: Vicks! Emma!
FIONA goes to hug them both but they don’t respond.
EMMA: Where’ve you been?
FIONA: I … I’m not sure. Amnesia.
VICTORIA: That’s not what I heard. Everyone’s saying you ran out on us for the Gymnastics Championships.
FIONA: What? They’re not! That’s not what–
EMMA: No, you just chose then to do a disappearing act on us, your teammates. We always said you were a drama queen.
FIONA: But–I didn’t–really–
VICTORIA: Have a nice life, Fiona.
(VICTORIA and EMMA walk off, arm in arm. FIONA stands there, stunned. The bell goes and she runs into school.)
I’m looking for some constructive criticism (not about the format, I had to do some jiggling to get it to be readable as a blog post). This is the first time I’ve posted something on this blog specifically for feedback, I’m hoping to do it more in future. I’m very very sorry for neglecting my blog, but the stress has I’m afraid been getting to me.
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Thank you to MissTiffany for tagging me in the blog hop. I think I’ve figured out what I do now!
What is the (working) title of your book?
Conturbus Chronicles (1): Crossfire
Where did the idea come from for the book?
Good question. It was conceived about a week into NaNoWrimo 2011. I had almost given up participating that year, but then two plot twists came at me suddenly, which gave me a starting point and an end. The rest was pretty much improvised; I took a couple of days to brainstorm some characters, and the rest is history.
What genre does your book fall under?
YA urban fantasy adventure
Which actors and/or actresses would you choose to play your characters in the movie rendition?
I don’t know … I picture Justin as a bit like how Alex Pettyfer was in Stormbreaker, but he’s a bit older now! As for the others, I can’t think of anyone specific. I know I’d want to do as JK Rowling did, and insist on British actors, except the characters who are supposed to have an accent. I could live with Tam being played by an American since she has roots there, though I’d prefer a Brit.
What is the one sentence synopsis of your book?
Justin’s quest to find the Conturbus key before the evil Marotte takes him through a world of cape-wearing villains, dragons and vampires*, and magic that’s fully compatible with the latest smartphone.
*Not the sparkly kind!
Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
Too early to say. I read ebooks but I would want my book in print as well, and I can’t see that being financed myself.
How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
If by first draft that includes the occasional scene in note form and great stretches lacking punctuation or speech tags … about three weeks. However re-reading it, about 60% needs cutting. At present I have a chapter plan, notes for future books in the series, a synopsis and the first chapter in full–so don’t hold your breath.
What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
Hmm, tricky one. I did tackle this task as part of my writing course–my first chapter and synopsis formed part of my Fiction module–and found it difficult to find something quite in the same vein. The plot’s perhaps closest to the Percy Jackson series, but for older readers and without all the Greek gods.
Who or What inspired you to write this book?
I have to hand it to JK Rowling, if it weren’t for her I would not be a writer–or to be more precise, I would not be attempting it as a profession. And that’s nothing to do with fame and fortune, I mean her books inspired me, more than I can describe in a few sentences! I’ve been inspired by too many things (more than books) to name–television shows, photographs …
What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Psychic scorpions, dragons who don’t look like dragons, a wizard hermit called Hobble, magic carpets and a smartphone app to help you find one … that enough to whet your appetite? And of course it wouldn’t be a London-based fantasy without something wacky happening on the Underground …
Now I pass this Blog Hop along to:
Thank you for reading! I’m sorry to say my novel will be some time in coming, but I’ve heard it said you can’t start talking about it too early …
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Well, I’ve almost finished my presentation. Just need to check one detail when I get home, then print it out. My laptop internet’s been playing up for about two weeks now, I have to find somewhere with The Cloud wifi (the only one that’s working) just to check my emails because my TARDIS phone is still being serviced. Ah, isn’t technology wonderful. And all this after switching from paper diary to online calendar. Great timing.
Still, I had a weekend off, sort of. Since it was Mother’s Day I went home to surprise my mum–although it turned out she’d guessed I was coming; you should never try and surprise your mum two years running–and just spent some time with the family, trying not to think too much about coursework or accommodation next year.
Tip for presents: Years ago, my mum got a pair of treble clef earrings for a present, which she loved, but the first time she wore them she dropped one, and we never ever found it. So I had the genius idea of getting her another pair, and she was delighted. Personally I love to give homemade gifts, but haven’t for a long time due to the energy needed to make them–but you can show the love with a bit of thought, much better than going for the old cliches.
On a less positive note, I’ve come to the conclusion that I just can’t continue living in London next year. Thanks to government cuts and all that. I really don’t want to move away from the little social life I have, but needs must. My parents have been telling me this for months, I think they’re relieved I’ve finally accepted it. Still, I’ll be coming to London a lot, so once I’ve moved I’ll change my ‘location’ on Twitter and the like to ‘Losunsdonex’ (London and Sussex). Well, why not?
Well, I could just be boring and put ‘London & Sussex’. Then people would actually know what I mean. Hmm …
Finally finished my ‘projects’ poem yesterday (couldn’t find a link to the prompt, it’s in a book my tutor uses). Well I say finished, just got to add in a quote or something, then I’ll have a complete first draft. The poem is called “The Gift of Soup” and is my third attempt to write something with the prompt (and the first success at it). Unfortunately since it was hard enough making it into a poem, I still need to write a prompted song. So I’m going back to the ekphrastic idea. Just have to find some inspiring art. Well, what’s the internet for?
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