NaNoWriMo Day 22: Giving Thanks

Happy Thanksgiving!  Today was a great day.  I did some writing, went to a friend’s house for Thanksgiving dinner, and came out of a food coma.  But I have a novel to finish, so I did some more writing,  There’s a lot to be thankful for, so here’s a list:

  • God’s love
  • Family
  • Food
  • Friends
  • The Phantom of the Opera’s mask
  • Eleven, and the Upside Down being closed
  • Turkey
  • The Paradigm’s readers
  • National Novel Writing Month
  • The Internet
  • How I Met Your Mother
  • Writing
  • Acting
  • Reading
  • Books
  • The Bible
  • Mistcraft
  • Nacres
  • Angels
  • Celestials
  • Word wars
  • Laser engraved pie
  • Volpe (one of my best friends)
  • Superman
  • Stan Lee
  • Girls
  • A Christmas Carol
  • Bob Cratchit
  • The Nostalgia Critic
  • Clocks
  • Magic markers
  • Marker magic
  • The Room
  • Oh, Hi, Mark!
  • RPGs
  • Overpriced trail mix
  • Xia: Legends of a Drift System
  • Being happy
  • Die Hard
  • My first published short story
  • My second published short story
  • Gloves
  • Emma Watson (she will always be on this list)
  • Michigan
  • Wine
  • Cider
  • New York
  • That one guy who walks into a pole because he was looking at his phone
  • Sisters
  • Brothers
  • Mothers
  • Fathers
  • Steve Harrington’s hair
  • Dancing because you want to
  • Milk, it does the body good
  • Iilk, it does the body so-so
  • The woman in the movie Airplane! who got slapped over and over again
  • $5 bills
  • The Mighty Ducks
  • Scrooge McDuck
  • Darkwing Duck
  • Howard the Duck
  • The number 4,878,901,659,200.5
  • That funky beat
  • Me
  • You
  • A really nice pen

I hope you all had a wonderful and happy Thanksgiving!

Current word count for Mistcraft: 64,725/50,000!

Until the world goes around,

Andrew Ronzino, Thankful

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NaNoWriMo Day 21: Time Gap

Tonight I wrote a lot more than I thought I would.  I hit 60,000 words!  It’s coming along and I love every moment of it.

I realized that I needed some time to pass.  Earlier in the story, three months passed between chapters.  I needed to show my MCs at a later time after they got to the Iridescent Caverns to show how their lives had changed.  But then I realized that this threw off my original calendar for my timeline of events.  I need something that will happen soon to happen in the spring, and that time had passed.  So, in order for everything to line up correctly, I needed to have a nine-month time gap, meaning this story has taken a little over a year to tell so far.  And I think it works out well.

I can show my MCs older, now Jassa is fourteen and Rike is thirteen.  I can show them with much more training and skill, and established their abilities a little more before we head into the climax.  Overall I think it was a good choice.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 60,686/50,000!

Until we give thanks,

Andrew Ronzino, Poopsmith

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NaNoWriMo Day 20: A Turning Point

Rike, one of my main characters, has reached a turning point, and because of it, so has his sister, Jassa.  He had an experience with the Lady of the Mist, a shadowy woman who sometimes shows up in the energetic mist.  Some nacres worship her as a goddess, and others see her as a strange anomaly.

Up until this experience where the Lady of the Mist spoke with him, he had been against learning mistcraft in any capacity.  The nacres in charge see it as a sign because the Lady has never spoken to anyone before.  The Lady told him that he needed to let go of his fears of mistcraft and learn how to use it, and help the nacres heal the world.

And now, much to the confusion and worry of his sister, he wants to embrace the part of himself that he had been ignoring.  So Jassa is now thinking that something is not quite right, and she may start to have second thoughts about the nacres as a whole.

I planned this from the beginning.  She would be all for mistcraft, and he would be against it, and now is the turning point for both of them, where they start to switch sides and still be at odds with each other.  Jassa will never fully give up mistcraft, but she may start to think that the nacres are hiding something.

This has been an interesting part of this story to write.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 56,387/50,000!

Until we meet again,

Andrew Ronzino, Worldbuilder

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NaNoWriMo Day 19: The Second Excerpt

Today was a good day.  There was another great scene that I was able to write, one that I’ve been seeing in my head for a long time.  It felt good to finally write it.  So, things are going well.

Normally, I would have shared the second excerpt by now, but I’ve been too busy to do so, so I’m doing that tonight.  If you would like to read the first one, you can do that here.  Again, just like with all my excerpts, this is a vomit draft so please ignore any spelling or grammatical errors that may have gotten past my quick edit.  Let me know what you think of it.


“Krola?” Naroli said.

She was looking at Jassa like she were suddenly a meal she hadn’t had in a long time, and she was famished.  Jassa glanced at the door.  Naroli’s hand was on the handle.  Jassa was filled with a fear.  She grabbed Rike’s arm to keep he close to her just in case they needed to flee or fight.

She was surprised by the commanding presence of this mistress of mistcraft.  She exuded power.  On top of her being strikingly beautiful, she was in charge of whatever room she was in.  Right now she was in the room with them, blocking their exit.  She was in awe and terrified of this woman at the same time.

The kettle was still screaming.

“Krola,” she said again.  “Lady of the Mist, what a gift.”  She stared at them in awe, and that frightened Jassa too.

“Please,” she said, like a begging plea.  “Don’t go.  Stay.  I’ll get us that tea.  Please.  Please don’t leave.”  She moved away from the door as if it were the hardest thing in the world for her to do.  She swiftly went into the kitchen.

Jassa could hear teacups being jostled quickly.

“Should we leave?” Rike said.  “I don’t like this.”

“I don’t either,” Jassa said.  “But I don’t think we should leave, Rike.  I don’t know what’s going on.  But I want to know.”

“She was looking at us like meat, Jassa.”

“I know, please let’s stay.  If we get into trouble, we’ll run for it.  You can fight a little.”

“Not against a mistress of mistcraft, I can’t,” Rike said.  “She was kicking us out a moment ago.”

“Apparently father’s name has more weight to it than we thought.”

“Maybe,” Rike said, “but he is a little famous, isn’t he?”

“A little, I guess,” Jassa said.  She moved a few steps away from the door, but close enough that all she had to do was jump for it, and she would have a hold of the handle.  Rike stayed at the door.

Naroli walked in with a tray with three teacups on it, full to the brim of a light brown tea.  She put it down on the table and looked at them again.

“Your surname is Krola?” she said again, as if she didn’t quite hear it the first few times.

“Yes,” Jassa said, confused.  “Jassalyn and Rikenar Krola.”

“Daughter and son of the Sword.”  This was a statement, not a question, almost said to herself than to them.

“Yes,” Jassa said.  “You know my father then?”

She laughed.  “Children of the Sword!  You are no mistake.  Paalvana, you clever, cleaver woman.  No, I do not know your father other than knowing his name.  The Sword is famous, especially with my chapter of the nacres.  Sit.  Have some tea.  I have decided to help you after all.”

“Why?”  Rike said.  “A moment ago you were throwing us out, telling us we’re too dangerous to have around, now you want to help us?”

“Yes, Son of the Sword, I do.  You have no idea what having you here means to me.  Sit, sit.  I will not throw you from this place now.”

Jassa sat first, Rike slowly left the door and joined her.  Naroli handed them the tea.  Jassa took it and sipped it so it would spill over the brim.

“I knew your mother married an angel, but I never knew, nor would I have ever thought, that she would have married Krola the Sword.  It is almost unbelievable to me.  I don’t even know how to really react to this news other than to sit here in awe.”

“Why?” Jassa said.  “You’re not making any sense, ma’am.”

“I know, I know,” Naroli said.  “I’m sorry.  There’s a reason for it, I’m a little shocked.  When you learned you were nacres and you told your father, how did he react?”

“He told us that he hoped we would be nacres,” Jassa said.  “He said we might be able to help heal—”

“Heal the world,” Naroli said.

“Yes,” Jassa said.

“Paalvana, you were clever.  I should have known she was up to something.”

“What does that mean?” Rike said. “Ma’am, you’re confusing us right now.  And frankly, I want to leave.”

“Please don’t.  I apologize.  I’ve been strange.  This was the last thing I expected to happen to me when two angelic children entered my eatery today.  It’s just that if you really are the children of Krola the Sword, your forbidden blood was no accident.”

Jassa didn’t know what to think of that.  She never thought she was an accident, even with her nacre blood.  Her father had mentioned that he had hoped that they would have shown signs are nacre abilities, and when Rike never said anything after getting them, and her not saying anything either until their fight, he seemed relieved that they were, and sad at the same time.  She remembered reading his face, and wondering what would make him happy and sad at the same time.

Now this Naroli woman was telling them that they weren’t an accident.  It was starting to sound like Mother married Father on purpose for the sole reason of having them.  But she wondered why.  Is my whole life some kind of elaborate lie or plan? she thought, while reaching for the seashell pendant hanging from her neck.

“What do you mean by that?” Jassa said.

“Child, do you know who your father is, and why he’s called the Sword?” Naroli said, her eye brows raised.

Rike spoke up.  “Our father is a famous warrior from the past,” he said with pride. “He has won many battles and many wars.  He is a skilled warrior and a master of the sword.  He was one of the celestials who helped defeat Brayol after he broke the world.”

Jassa nodded.  “Our father is a hero.”

“A hero?  Maybe,” Naroli said.  “I will not dispute anything he may have told you, or deny these facts about him that you have stated, I am sure they are all true.  The celestials are a great race, and we were lucky to have them cross over from the celestial ream to the human realm.  Though I do not believe they were sent from Thane-Na.  But your father was more than what you have said.”

She paused for a long moment and sipped her tea.  “Yes, your father did help stop Brayol eventually, but only after he betrayed him.”

“What?!” Jassa and Rike said in unison.

Naroli put her teacup down on the saucer on the table.  “Your father worked for Brayol.”

“No,” Rike said, angry.  “That’s lie!”


-Excerpt from Mistcraft; Chapter 15, by Andrew Ronzino

There it is.  This is the scene where my MCs learn that there’s more to their celestial father than they thought they knew.  It was a blast to write.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 54,118/50,000!

Until tomorrow night,

Andrew Ronzino, Bob Cratchit

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NaNoWriMo Day 18: The 50,000th Word

Hello, my wonderful readers!  I have some fantastic news:

I REACHED 50,000 WORDS!

After only eighteen days since I started the NaNoWriMo challenge, I’ve reached the goal of 50K!  I was in a really great spot and was able to hammer out a lot of words.  I only had to delete and rewrite one scene before I hit the goal.  Score!

Like every year, I would like to share the 50,000th word with you.  This year that word is: “mistcraft”.

The sentence containing the 50,000th word is:


“More amazing than mistcraft!” he said.


The context is that a young man that Jassa fancies is the one teaching her the basics of mistcraft.  Being an angel, she has wings, and he asked her if she would fly so he could see it.  She obliged, and when she landed, he stood astonished, and said that she in flight is “more amazing than mistcraft”.  After that, they kissed.  It was Jassa’s first kiss.

It was an adorable scene to write.  Mistcraft is the title of the novel, so having it be the 50,000th word is cool.

Now, technically I’ve succeeded in the challenge of NaNoWriMo, but I like to complete the novel.  Because of that, I won’t consider it a victory until I type “the end”.  I still have a lot to write.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 51,751/50,000!

Until next time,

Andrew Ronzino, A Man Who Wrote A Novel In Under 30 Days

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NaNoWriMo Day 17: Alternating POV

I’m so close to the goal, I’m thinking that I will probably cross the 50,000 words goal tomorrow.  Here’s hoping anyway.

As I sit here eating my cold Subway sandwich, I’m contemplating my choices for the point of view of my novel–What, you don’t do that?–and I’ve been happy with how I’ve chosen to write the story.  I’ve been alternating the POV character between Jassa and Rike with each chapter.  I started with Jassa in chapter 1, chapter 2 with Rike, and so on.  I just finished chapter 20, which was a Rike chapter.

This allows me to get inside both of my MC’s heads an equal amount of time and shows that neither one of them is more important to the story than the other.  Mistcraft is Jassa and Rike’s story together.  They’re differing views on events shape who they are.  Each chapter progresses the story, and every time we learn something new about the main characters.  It’s so cool.

I like how I decided to frame this story.  I think it was a good choice for the tale I’m telling.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 47,286/50,000!

Until 50,000 words,

Andrew Ronzino, Paladin

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NaNoWriMo Day 16: Gotta Run Part 2!

This just ended up being a busy week for me, and once again, I must leave a quick post.  I got my words in today.  At this rate, I’m worried I won’t finish the novel.  Yes, I’ll hit 50K, but I’m not sure if I’ll finish the story based on where I am in it.  I will do my best to write a lot over the weekend.

I need to leave again.  Bye!

Oh, and Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes Of Grindelwald was awesome!

Current word count for Mistcraft: 45,316/50,000!

Until even later,

Andrew Ronzino, That Guy…Again

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NaNoWriMo Day 15: Gotta Run!

Okay, I need to make this quick, I have a movie to get to.  I wrote the number of words I needed for the day.   I kept getting interrupted by phone calls and doorbells.

I wrote.

Now I need to leave.

Bye!

Current word count for Mistcraft: 43,583/50,000!

Until later,

Andrew Ronzino, That Guy

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NaNoWriMo Day 14: The Joy of Writing

Today I hit 40,000 words!  Almost there!

I only have a small post for you today, and probably tomorrow too, as I will be seeing Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald with friends.

I enjoy writing.  Not only is it a way for me to express myself, but I have fun doing it.  There’s something about stringing words together to create worlds people can enjoy as they read them, even if that person is just me.

That’s one reason why I use NaNoWriMo to play around with my writing styles and try new skills — because I enjoy the challenge of it.

It’s more than putting a story together, it’s crafting a universe.

Why do you love writing?  Leave it in the comments.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 41,869/50,000!

Until the following day,

Andrew Ronzino, Crafter of Words

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NaNoWriMo Day 13: Meet Rike Krola

I got in a lot of good writing today.  Jassa was reunited with a boy she fancies who had moved away months before the story began.  She literally ran into him.  It’s been a cute scene to write.

But enough about Jassa, it’s time to talk about my other main character for this NaNoWriMo novel, her younger brother, Rike.  So far this month, I’ve shared the plot of the story, gave you an excerpt, and introduced you to Jassa.  But now you need to get to know the other half of this story.

Meet Rike Krola, one of the primary protagonists of Mistcraft.

MEET RIKE KROLA

Name: Rikenar Krola

Nickname: Rike

Age: 12

Hair: Long enough to cover his ears, curly, blond, silver highlights

Skin: Tan

Favorite color: Red

Favorite Music: Anything fast paced

Favorite Food: Pie

Likes: Swordplay, listening to stories, his friends, his sister, his father, his horse, roughhousing

Dislikes: Tests, spicy foods, being treated like a child

Most prized possession: A letter written to him by his mother before she died

Why?: He’s read it over 100 times.  It’s the only real connection to his mother he has since she died shortly after he was born

Personality flaws: Proud and boastful, overconfident

Personality strengths: Tenacious, kind, and helpful

Rike knows that he’s an angel, and it frustrates him that the only real manifestations he’s experienced so far were small flickers of angelic power.  He doesn’t like listening to his father, who tells him that it will happen soon enough and often works with his older sister, Jassa, to help urge his angelic side a little.  He is at the very cusp of young adulthood but is still a kid in most people’s eyes, even his own most of the time.

He’s a little worried as Jassa has become a bit distant lately, and a little secretive.  When he asked her about it, she would always brush it off as his imagination.  He wonders what it is that she could be hiding from him, but try as he might, he has yet to figure it out.

He desires more than anything to show off his true abilities, and become a great leader of men.  Throughout history, there have been many angel generals, and Rike wants to join the ranks of them, and go down in history as one of the greatest warriors.

* * *

Rike, like his sister, is an angel, the son of a human and a celestial.  After the story began, he gained his first angelic manifestation, his aura, as well as learned what his sister was hiding from him, the fact that she, like him, has nacre abilities.  He is against the use of mistcraft and will do anything to keep himself from learning it as he believes it’s dangerous, especially for an angel.

Current word count for Mistcraft: 39,011/50,000!

Until my next post,

Andrew Ronzino, Nacre (Emptier)

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