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I've been meaning to do my answer for the "Game Covers Women Want to See Meme" for ages. Finally getting around to it tonight! Here's what it's all about - a while back, Brand Robins, posting at Yudishthira's Dice, said the following:

Ladies, what RPG covers (or interiors) have you seen that involve a woman in the art that make you say, “I want to play that” or, just as good “I want to play her.” Or that make you feel like it is a game you could like, or be included in by a group of guys you’d never met and whose maturity you didn’t neccisarily know?

And then tekanji turned it into a meme:
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Inspired by the recent spate of “this is one good way to write a novel” posts I’ve been seeing all over the internets ([livejournal.com profile] seeksadventure has a very nice roundup of them here), and particularly the one that I helped [livejournal.com profile] kphoebe put together about our experience writing our first novel together (notice how I said first there? That’s because we’re three chapters into one of the sequels. Yeah), I thought it would be interesting (to me, at least, and perhaps to others!) and possibly even helpful to do a little “how I wrote my first novel” post of my own.

I’m finding it a little difficult to begin, though, because the process that eventually became my first novel was really convoluted. So what you’ll find under the cut is a little advice to people who want to write a first novel (some of which might be useful generally even to people who’ve already done that, or who have no interest in writing novels), and a lot of personal history that probably won’t help anyone but me, but may be entertaining anyway.

It turns out that this isn’t a post about how to write a novel. It’s a post about how I became a writer.
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D&D today was pretty darn good. First off, the new wheeled backpack (which I refer to in my head as the Geek MoBag) works perfectly. It holds all of my source books (that'd be ten, for those who care) and my DM binder and notebook and such just fine. The front pocket is exactly the right size for a bunch of pencils, a calculator, and my dice. And then, the best part, I can lift it in and out of the car without knocking myself over! And roll it around! Instead of giving myself bruises by trying to carry the weight over one shoulder! w00t!
And now, some geeky talk about the content of today's game... )
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So Dan's character, Janar, nearly iced the CR 15 dragon all by himself, today. He crept up on poor old Gorgorygmai while he was sleeping, and almost managed a coup de grace (sp? My PHB is in the other room, and I'm feelin' the lazy...). Janar's last sneaking roll was less than stellar, though, and nothing brings a half-awake dragon up to full alertness quite like a sword in the neck.

Anyway, there were a few funny things said at the game, as there often are, and I wrote 'em down in my notebook. In so doing, I noticed that I've got a bit of a backlog, here. So here are some humorous lines that have been uttered at my D&D games:

As Isaac shows up an hour late, looking rumpled and still rather half-asleep:

Erik: Ok, what's your excuse?
Isaac: I got critically hit by a wedding.

After I ask if anyone minds if I undo the top button on my pants, and Isaac mumbles something about strippers:

Jameson: If you stuff dollar bills into my girlfriend's pants, I will hit you.
Erik: If you stuff dollar bills into my sister's pants, I will protect you from Jimmy... long enough to hit you myself.
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I am so absurdly proud of myself. My entry for this week's poetry challenge over at [livejournal.com profile] tucson_writers was a lot of fun, and I'm really pleased with how it turned out. Go check out "A Geek's Sonnet to His Love"!

In the morning, Mom is taking me shopping for pants. Pants! Eeeee! I'm so excited about the idea of owning blue jeans again. I'm still mourning my last pair, which died tragically of a hole in the thigh...
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I stayed up quite late last night, and got up early this morning, to plan today's D&D game. We ended up getting through almost none of what I had planned, of course. Ah well. It does mean I won't have to do as much work in order to gear up for next week, and though a game without any combat whatsoever is really bizarre for my group, the three players in attendance really rose to the challenge today. Erik in particular roleplayed the crap outta the game, as it were. In the process, many excellent lines were delivered. Unfortunately, the one that cracks me up the most is kinda a spoiler for some as-yet unwritten Valmai Hammerhand stories, so I'm gonna have to tell y'all what he said later.

Anyway, I needed to burn off some -something- after all of my planning for D&D came to naught, so I came home and cleaned for... four hours. Good lord. And I've got the aching lower back and scarred-up hands to prove it, too. My kitchen is now clean and tidy, though, for the first time in months, so that's good. And I made some encouraging inroads on the study. The whole thesis experience really kicked my ass in a lot of ways... Weight gain, all sorts of new nervous habits, and a frighteningly messy living situation. Dunno how long it'll take me to recover.

It's too dark by now to really keep up with the cleaning, so I thought I'd sit down and hammer out the next Valmai story. Unfortunately, I think my muse doesn't come on shift until after midnight or something, because I've got nothin', over here. Hrm. [livejournal.com profile] zinaya_y2kewel is suggesting some IHOP or something, though. Maybe that'll wake up the muse...

Clay!Geek

May. 23rd, 2005 02:33 am
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After [livejournal.com profile] mattmatt's inspiring example, Jimmy and I spent a chunk of time this afternoon/evening making little dudes out of sculpey, for use as miniatures in my D&D game. You can see pics of my efforts in my Amazingly Geeky Gallery, but here's the group shot:



The things I've learned from this experience are as follows:
1) Something about dwarves lends itself to excellence in clay miniatures. [livejournal.com profile] mattmatt's dwarven cleric looks great, and my dwarven monk came out better than any of the others I did.

2) My webcam is a really, really bad camera. I may borrow my dad's much nicer digital camera sometime soon and take better photos of these little guys.

I'll probably end up doing some of the less-in-demand-as-miniatures characters later on this week, so you may be seeing a few Valmaiverse regulars in clay form in the not-too-distant future.
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What better way to celebrate Mother's Day then by getting together with one's friends and playing D&D just as if it were any other Sunday?

I did actually give my mom a present, and Erik is taking her to a movie as we speak, so don't get concerned that she's been completely neglected... It's just not a big deal of a holiday in the Fleming family, I guess.

Anyway, D&D was pretty fun, even though the whole first half of it got eaten up by little organizational details. The highlights were probably when Madueke (Dan's character) decided that C.H.'s new character, Ak'tin, needed to be tested or something before joining the party.

First up, a wrestling match between the dwarven monk and Mobaarak, who, by the way, has the ability to do barbarian raging, was arranged. Ak'tin tapped out after a few rounds, when it became clear which way the wind was blowing.

Next, he fought the group's druid, my brother's character, Abaas, with a staff. Abaas tried some neat tricks to make his staff more hardcore, but Ak'tin knocked him out, in the end.

The whole thing was sprinkled throughout with good-natured insults from all parties. When Ak'tin repeatedly made reference to his middle-aged lack of practice in various warlike arts, I was reminded strongly of the episode with the Phaiakians in the Odyssey. It was too good to pass up, and I had Prince Kitoko, with whom the party was staying, end the contests with a display of very good dancing.

It's been just over a year in game time since we started this campaign, so there'll likely be some more pc-against-pc contests coming up. Festival Week, which gets mentioned briefly in the Valmai Hammerhand stories, is coming around again. The party is sort of vaguely planning to spend Festival Week in Mansour, which should be interesting.

I'm a little boggled that it's been that long in game time. I'm not sure how long we've been playing this campaign in real time, but I think it's actually about equivalent. Craziness.

On another note of mild wackiness (attention [livejournal.com profile] zinaya_y2kewel: this will interest you!)... Today, going to the game, I saw a sign out of the car window that really interested me. It was for Kiwi Knitting Company, which I had never heard of before. It looked like a cool yarn store, and I'm eager to go in and see what they've got. When I got home, I looked to see if they had a website, wondering why I'd never noticed the sign before.

That'd be because they had their grand opening -yesterday.-

I'm kinda sorry I missed it, actually. If only I had known... But! New yarn store! With New Zealand wool! w00t!

Teh Stress

Feb. 9th, 2005 09:38 pm
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Well, I'm stressed out. What else is new?

I'm actually feeling ok right now, though. We ended up cancelling our usual D&D game tonight, and I went out to dinner with Jimmy and Dan, instead. I love playing D&D, of course, but playing for three + hours is a lot more intense and tiring, etc., than having dinner and chatting for one hour.

Now that I'm home again, I'm gonna try to organize some of the things I need to accomplish for Friday. I may yet get around to writing a WotD today. We'll see. In the meantime, here's the original lineart that I used to make all of those silly icons yesterday. I think most of it looks a lot better in black and white and at the original size, frankly, even though nobody seems to have arms to speak of...
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So I posted in a comment earlier that I was thinking about buying a light-up lightsaber to take to the Star Wars triple feature on Friday...

Completely forgetting, somehow, that I -already own one-. It's sitting on my desk, right in front of me, in fact.

I'd be a geek to begin with, to want one, I guess, but I think I'm a special kind of geek for owning one and forgetting all about it. Sheesh.

In other total geek news, D&D tonight was filled with strange hilarity. One of the best parts was when JC, as our slightly psychotic warforged thug, "Salty," wanted to help interrogate a prisoner. Usually, Jameson as Dyreon and I as Haldis handle that. Dyreon's got some mad skillz in bluff and diplomacy, so he plays the Good Rogue, where Haldis is scary as hell (with oodles of ranks in intimidate), and plays the Bad Sorceress.

We were trying to squeeze information out of a religious zealot, though, and it wasn't working. Earlier, Salty had said "so are you gonna talk, or am I gonna have to give you a big hug?" He is, of course, covered in armor spikes. He's also the character that always wants to sever the hands of our enemies and carry them around for a while.

So when he said he wanted to take the prisoner off for a while, just the two of them, so they "could bond," Jimmy and I were a bit reluctant. We were worried he was going to do something atrocious, and he wouldn't tell us what he had in mind. After our incredibly good diplomacy and intimidate rolls got us nowhere, we finally said that yeah, he could take the prisoner and bond.

So Salty took the zealot to... A whorehouse. No kidding. And treated him to 100 gold of the best lovin' that money can buy in D&D. It was so unexpected that Jameson, Dan (the DM) and I just didn't even know how to react. Mostly, we laughed. Dan wasn't amused enough to make the zealot talk, though, and JC's random gamble failed. It was still funny, though.

Burninate!

Jan. 13th, 2005 12:55 am
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Haldis rocks.

I have had many characters over the years, since my super-awesome cousin Brian taught me to play D&D at the tender age of... well, so young that I don't really remember (though I do have a lingering pencil scar dating to that era, oddly enough). All of them have been cool in their own way.

Emerald, my first D&D char, was super-neat because she was an -elf- and her name was -Emerald- and she had a cool -sword- that was on -fire-. I rolled translucent pink dice, drew bad sketches, and had basically no roleplay to speak of.

But hey, I was a kid!

After Brian moved out and became a grown-up and stuff, and Erik and I kinda stopped playing D&D (for a while...) I took up MUDing. I had several different short-lived characters on many different MUDs. The one that survived was Revena of Mocker from Magrathea. Name look familiar? Yeah.

Revena was my first serious attempt at roleplay and, as a result, I consciously chose traits for her that were opposite to traits that I considered myself to have. For example, she's a complete coward. And she lies. A lot. She has basically no moral code. She's a thief. And an elf, rather than, say, human. And, more recently, she's become an immortal goddess, which is -definitely- something I'm not... She glows blue in the dark, as well.

Rev is such a totally awesome, complex, -old- character (I've been playing her for... Jesus. Over nine years now, I think.) that I could write pages and pages about her history and still have more to say. I think I -have- written pages and pages about her history, actually... And they're so out-of-date. I really ought to get off my butt and update the Player's Page.

Anyway, Rev became such a handful, story-wise, that I actually had to create an auxiliary character in order to help narration along. Gagiel, the stick-thin, elven pick-pocket became my next favorite character after Revena, and got some serious backstory all her own. Also, some truly bitchin' tattoos.

Then, Erik and some friends started playing D&D again. At first, I joined them with a cookie-cutter half-elven paladin (of Athena, of all things) whose full name I don't even remember. It shortened up to "Jade," though, thus keeping up the long tradition I've had of naming D&D characters after gemstones. Just a few sessions after starting to play with Jade, though, the group decided to convert to D&D 3.0, and I rolled up a new character.

Tourmaline. She was really the first character whose backstory, opinions and ideals were pretty much concrete from day one. With Revena, and with Gagiel, I had had a few ideas, and then sort of made things up as I went along. With Tourmaline, I planned everything out, and she was that much more real. So much so that when we decided to switch again, to 3.5, with new characters, I still thought about her, and about what she would have done with her life.

In order to write that story, which became my NaNovel this past November, I had to create still more characters, who were never actually used in an RPG and existed purely in fiction. Kelda, Latham and Mother Dyre all came to life in Microsoft Word, and remain pretty much unknown to anyone but me. Not for long, I hope.

But I digress... I was talking about RPG characters.

The next several after Tourmaline were created as NPCs, since I had taken over DMing for my gaming group full-time when we decided to start a new campaign. Ametrine, Brandekk, Emlyn, Valmai, Wynn, all are wonderful in their own ways. I even like Sondra, a little. They are so much fun to play, in part because they are such rich characters, and in part because I am, after all, the DM, and so I get to have the final word on what happens to any of them.

But nothing compares to the sheer joy that can be found in rolling a critical hit on a maximized empowered scorching ray, and completely wasting a CR 14 water drake.

Haldis is a mostly-human battle-sorcerer, and she can take down -anything-. Fireball, scorching ray, stone fist... her spells are freaking -awesome-, and she has the attack progression and armor proficiency to stand up in battle long enough to use them all. Well, she would, if it ever took that long to kill a monster.

I have so much fun playing her... I am a total munchkin.

Of course, half the fun is playing with my good friend Dan as DM, and Isaac, Jameson, JC and Sean. Isaac plays Haldis's brother, Darius, a rather more focused individual who has chosen a life of contemplation and bad-assery. A cleric, in other words. Jimmy is Dyreon, Haldis's husband, an elven diplomat approximately four times her age. I bet you can guess how well Darius and Dyreon get along... JC is a warforged with no name, who is loyal to Dyreon for no good reason, and likes to mutilate corpses. Good times. Sean, up until lately, when school started up again, was playing with us as a changeling bard who everyone thinks is an elf. Together, we kick serious monstrous ass. But mostly, Haldis kicks ass. And then, -she sets it on fire-.

Oh, how I love D&D.
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Isaac came over, and we played a little D&D to try and catch his character up with everyone else, since he's been missing so many games due to football and family obligations and... sleeping through his alarm and his telephone ringing, the lazy bastard.

Anyway, it was fun. He played Mobaraak, of course, being as how that's his character. Jameson played Emlyn (and cast fireball, like, twice. Go Emlyn's fireball!). I played Ametrine, a little, and also four bugbears, a half-dragon (the prefab one in the MM, nothing fancy), a digester and a hill giant. There was much spitting of acid, and also smashing.

The half-dragon battle was pretty entertaining.
"None shall pass!" I said, trying to look closer to seven feet tall, and also more draconic.
"You picked the wrong guy to mess with!" Isaac, speaking as Mob, declared, and rolled up some decent damage, moving to try and avoid breath weapon problems. Unfortunately for Mob and Emlyn, the terrain was nice and open, and the half-dragon was able to line them up pretty easily.
"NONE SHALL PASS!" I roared, standing up and making a dramatic gesture with my arms, after rolling the 8d10 worth of acid damage.
It felt good. They totally whacked the poor half-dragon within two rounds, though.

Actually, they totally whacked everything. Jameson, bizarrely, kept rolling critical hits. Four combats, lasting something like three to four rounds, each, and he rolled seven criticals. On the hill giant, he did two in a row. Isaac's in-character responses were awesome. Listening to Mobaraak compliment Emlyn on his mad battle skillz totally cracked me up.

It was, indeed, a good time, as Dungeons and Dragons so often is.

I want to be writing the 22nd Valmai Hammerhand story right now. I've got the first paragraph. I played D&D just a short while ago. I've got tons of CDs of vaguely depressing, angsty music. I have Mountain Dew, and salt and vinegar chips, and even expensive chocolate... But, I dunno. It's just not flowing. So I'm writing this random little post about half-dragons and whatever, instead. Blech.
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You scored as Lawful Good. A lawful good person acts as a good person is expected or required to act. They are dedicated to upholding both what is right and what is set down in law.

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Neutral Good

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Chaotic Good

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True Neutral

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Lawful Neutral

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Lawful Evil

35%

Chaotic Neutral

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Chaotic Evil

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Jimmy and I just got back from California today. Mom and dad not only had my car fixed up a bit, but they very nicely had it washed for me, too. This means that I was finally (after years of waiting) able to apply my totally "kewl" magnetic flame decals to the doors. Oh man. FLAMING COROLLA.

I'm gonna go play with my new vacuum and stuff for a while, and then decide how much partying I'm feeling up to tonight. Happy New Year, everyone!

Me = Geek

Dec. 2nd, 2004 04:37 pm
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Today in Shakespeare, Prof. Kiefer talked about how he got to see Alan Rickman perform in _Hamlet_, and sat about six feet away from him in the front middle row. I am so very jealous. If I could go back in time for the purpose of viewing stage performances, that one would be very near the top of my list. I would also like to see Brent Spiner doing _1776_. And hey, why not? I'd love to see the original production of Aeschylus's _Oresteia_. That'd be sweet.

Anyway, while I was sitting in my Shakespeare class and thinking innapropriate thoughts about Alan Rickman, I started to sort of mentally go over all of the extremely dorky in-class experiences I've had this semester. I shall present for your delectation, now, all of those which I can remember (less than half, I'm sure).

Most of these happen in my Honors English seminar. I'm sure that's not a coincidence. So far this semester, Prof. Zwinger has repeatedly used two terms which make me think of D&D over and over, while referring, of course, to literary analysis (which really ought to be the -first- thing on my mind when I'm sitting in class...).

"This essay we read for today," Prof. Zwinger will say, "is a little flat-footed."
"Sweet!" I think to myself, in my early-morning haze. "That means it doesn't get a dex bonus on AC!"

The other good one in there is the concept that "I" is a "shifter," which comes up with fair regularity. "Shifter," of course, is also the name of a race in the new Eberron campaign setting. I keep going off on mental tangents about lycanthropic characters and losing the train of the conversation, when that one comes up.

The other goofy geek moments are usually about fandom, which I've recently spent more time immersed in than is probably healthy. An Honors English example would be when Prof. Zwinger was telling us how in vogue it is to explain everything in Henry James by saying that whatever subtext is there is a result of James being (probably) a homosexual.

"Queer James is really popular right now," she said.
I heard "Queer!James" with the exclamation point and everything, and figured that there's someone out there writing slash about it -right now-.

I think I've already mentioned all of the random Harry Potter fandom tangents I went off on when reading _The Winter's Tale_ in Shakespeare. Main character named Hermione... Yeah. *is a dork*

Well, geez... That's all I've got. I know there are more. I distinctly remember having Star Trek thoughts about something more than once, but now I can't summon up what they were. Anyway, I'm craving salt and vinegar chips and Mountain Dew, so I think I'll just leave this list as is. I'd love to hear any similar stories from any of you... It's so cold and lonely out here in Utter Geekland... I could use the company.

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