March 2013
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Soon.
1350 fan letters later, you people win. Fine. I will go on.
June 2012
10 posts
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Arthur's Dream
Arthur was standing in a grand cave of some sort: grand because it was filled with elegant carvings of men and beasts which, when he looked away, seemed to have shifted into a different position, a thumb up — here — where it had been down before, or an eyelid shut — there — where once had clearly been an eye; cave because that is what the place was, a great chasm of a thing, the carvings...
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The Journey Begins
For hours they travelled the London streets in silence, not really having much to say to each other: Mrs. Vole had said ‘drive,’ and that is what mattered, and that is what Boris Gant did. As the day sank away and ushered in the night, the old woman still said nothing. Eventually they needed gas, stopped, refilled their tank and got a bag of chips (which was shared by all), and continued...
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Cloak; Dagger; Wizard
Hector listened, and the house whispered in bendy creaks and occasional scampers: they kept him awake, though the doorway’s dusty, plank-wood floor — his pillow and mattress —might have accomplished this unaided.
A noise like curtains swishing came, and he tracked it with his mind, not wanting to move and ruin the stillness he’d preserved while attempting sleep. The distance between him and...
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Strike of the Deal; Flit of the Match
Inflicted Man
Hands cuffed, the shuffling of chains audible, attached to a stretcher, the Inflicted Man was rolled down a beige hallway, guards on either side of him, and behind, and in front. He was wearing a blindfold they’d wrapped around his face in the car. The procession halted.
He heard three short taps, and then “Come in.” A woman’s voice, succulent and languid.
He was moving again,...
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Blaise
Blaise
Blaise flew on enchanted wings; the head of the wizard order sped through clouds, holding the magical sword, Caledfwlch, in front of him. He had twenty minutes to reach a small warehouse downtown in New Zealand’s capital, Wellington. Fifteen hundred kilometers left.
“Fenri’ri’anae’ona’tamcha!” A hole opened in front of him, a strange entity hanging in the sky. He passed through it, taking...
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Rendezvous
Arthur
Moriarty
For a second he thought he heard something, but decided he hadn’t.
Arthur slept in an unfamiliar cot, or tried to sleep. The rest of the round table meeting had been uneventful. All had agreed that too much had been done for a single night, yet as the young man laid awake, realizations slipping across him — magic-real, gunman-after-him, wizard-rickshaw — one thought, a...
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Into Their Waiting Arms
Mrs. Vole’s emotional state was in shambles.
As she made her way down the purple and teal hallway, friendly colors for the children, she caught herself staring at last week’s art projects. Her boys and girls had had a joy making them, and she’d lovingly taped their pictures onto the walls, all the while telling them how proud she was.
Now she passed that same hall, each lopsided house and...
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The Battle of the Orphanage
Mrs. Vole
Boris
Vivian
Rodimer
Aberdeen Vole had fought in wars, the experience building instincts into her, like run, dodge, fall back, or fight. Though her body had aged, her mind was a keen edge.
The instincts of war erupted through her. She needed time to consider.
“Valen drial’timo-tey!” she shouted, and the world around her rapidly slowed; then, it came almost to a stop. An invisible...
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The Truce and The Monster
Boris
Vivian
Vole
The stretched feeling faded almost the instant it had come leaving both Boris and Vivian dazed; it had been roughly like seeing a new colour.
“What the fuck was that?” Boris muttered groggily.
“That was me leveling the playing field, mister Gant,” replied Mrs. Vole. At the sound of his name Boris jumped, or would have, if something weren’t keeping everything below his...
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Okay Readers, Here's What's Up: Q&A, Explanations,...
I’ve been getting a lot of questions. So, this is a mix of answering question as well as discussing the future of Arthur: A Serialized Novel (from here on out called AASN). Also, herein lies an explanation of the magic system of AASN. ALSO AN EXPLANATION OF MORIARTY HOLMES: WHY AND WHAT.
Things marked explanation are me explaining things. Things marked question/answer are my answers to...
May 2012
1 post
Learn to Write Well, Free
Youtube playlist of Brandon Sanderson being awesome.
April 2012
11 posts
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The Meeting
Arthur, Merlin, Hector…Greg
Camelot
Since four-thirty this morning Arthur had been assaulted by a police officer, kidnapped by a wizard, assaulted again by guns and cars, had a muscle man swear fealty to him, gotten tattoos grafted onto him by ethereal essence, discovered he was a king, though that apparently didn’t mean anything in particular yet, arrived at the seat of his strength,...
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Chapter Three: Beginnings
Opening
Arthur: Chapter 3
Some people spend their lives twisting things around their fingers, playing with them. Morgose, in her tower, uses her whole arms to manipulate and destroy, manipulate and destroy, and all for the love of her son.
Somewhere in the aether, things, gruesome of calling and power-hungry in nature, use their whole essences to wrap and unwrap the ordinances of destiny....
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Chapter Three Preview:
Arthur
Since four-thirty this morning Arthur had been assaulted by a police officer, kidnapped by a wizard, assaulted again by guns and cars, had a muscle man swear fealty to him, gotten tattoos grafted onto him by ethereal essence, discovered he was a king, though that apparently didn’t mean anything in particular yet, arrived at the seat of his strength, which incidentally was a tenement,...
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Arthur awakens, Gregory is born.
Arthur
Camelot
Present Day
Word Count: 888
I was reading the book in my dream when the whole of it starting to shake, an unsteady back-and-forth like something violent and without a real pattern to it. Then, I came awake, and there was that man from before, his strong arms outstretched on my shoulders, tugging at me.
“Oy, what do you want?”
“Old man!” he called out over his shoulder,...
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Intermission part 4: The Death of Gregory
Gregory
Drinking too much Jane Austin is what did me in. There is a certain kind of haunting that only recollection can bring. That’s what happened to me. Fate dogged me until I couldn’t give a damn what happened, like when a chum is trying to do something you don’t like, you say so, and they keep rephrasing it until you can’t get yourself to care anymore. That’s what happened to me, and I knew...
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Morgose
Morgose: Do you think he'll try to interfere?
Screen 1: The tool become the workman.
Screen 2: Must be kept the worm.
Morgose: Stop that.
Screen 1 and 2: Very well.
Morgose: Do you think we're going to have to go to war?
Screen 1: A war betwixt Goruiren and Morgosetec could set things back years.
Screen 2: Would it be preferable for us to attack first?
Morgose: No. If we can neutralize The Once and Future King now we may be able to-
Screen 1 and 2: Too late. Too late. Fate lines are wrapping faster and faster.
Morgose: We've spent seven decades working against it. We made Goruiren just so Uthor could take control.
Screen 1 and 2: We have killed more then two-hundred destined.
Morgose: That has to allow us to vary the predetermined lines.
Screen 1: Once the lines were tight and we were destined to die.
Morgose: Arthur's rise necessitates Uthor's death.
Screen 2: The accidental murderer. Killing because he was born.
Morgose: It would not have been a problem if not for Merlin's apprentice, ferrying all those children away.
Screen 1: We have not discovered who the apprentice is yet?
Morgose: We can't even find the old man.
Screen 1 and 2: Processing complete. We should wait and see Uthor's hand first.
Morgose: What if he attempts to destroy us.
Screen 1 and 2: Then we send Mordred out early.
Morgose: My son isn't ready.
Screen 2: Then you'd better get him ready.
Screen 1: I must agree with the sentiment.
Morgose: You idiots are advisors, nothing more, and if you do not wish to be reduced to nothing, then by Avalos, you had better not speak another word about my son.
Screen 1 and 2: Our son.
Morgose: My son. Goodbye.
LOGOFF: MORGOSEFLOWERGIRL
Screen 1: Her motherhood clouds her judgement.
Screen 2: We'll have to rethink things, variables have shifted.
Screen 1: Perhaps Arthur's rise has caused this sudden change.
Screen 2: If anything has actually changed.
Screen 1: True.
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Model 500
Hector
I checked for my guns. The old man was out doing something, I didn’t care what, and I always liked to be prepared.
There are five in all, barrels wearing on my hands with their calming, cold touch. These are my family and friends. I don’t have people over for dinner, but I do have a weapons locker, and across the street is a shooting range.
It hit me: I’d never see...
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Arthur's Dream
He was reading.
He stood, a man centered in an army’s row,
the center stage and arms to show,
those Saxon dogs whose bloody boss,
to toss them out on boxed up ears,
fleeing fields, trailed by tears.
Yes, this man was anointed, king of all,
England would harken, heed his call,
“To Arms! To Arms! Good soldiering men,
and women, children, there again,
I say to Arms, and arm...
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Intermission Part 3: The Bad News
The True Department
The CEO rested quietly in his office, hands folded, legs up in front of him, and leaning back in his chair. Today was a big day, but all he could do was wait for news and hope that all went well.
This was tedious, and after a few more minutes of waiting, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Karin?” he said loudly at the door. A speaker on his desk answered.
“Yes, sir?”
...
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Rodimer: How to Make a Madman (bonus)
THE PAST (1984)
Rodimer
Orgoglio is the name of the soul that flitted about the sky. Orgoglio thought of itself a demon and would periodically inhabit people and send them into mischievous acts.
It was a loose soul.
What that meant, as far as Orgoglio knew, was that someone, somewhere, was supposed to have been born to a particular destiny (not something that normally occurs in people,...
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Meeting Madame Vole Part 1
Boris felt a phantom heat on his arms that twitched in time with his excitement. As everyone waited in silence for something to happen, Mrs. Vole plucked spectacles up from her desk and hinged them onto the bridge of her ancient, aquiline nose — an act which Boris tolerated, though he considered objecting. He’d already established his dominance, his control over the situation, and saw no need...
March 2012
16 posts
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Madame Vole
1943
The Trenches
She, though her comrades didn’t know or care about her gender, wore the suit of a gentlemen scholar. Around her red mists exited the chests and backs of good, English soldiers under the fire of German machine guns.
“How inexcusable, Raleigh.” Her manservant, both of them gone unnoticed and unharmed, though they stood in the middle of a battlefield surrounded by potentiated...
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The Inflicted Man part 2: Sweetbreads
“In Situ’s a forensic term which refers to the removal of the brain while the patient is at rest in a still position. This would typically occur only after we make the necessary incisions and pull back the skin, revealing the skull during a post mortem exam. At least,” I smiled, “that is my understanding.”
I beamed the hate limned in my face down at Pembleton, making a study of his skull, tight...
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PLOT SO FAR:
Having trouble keeping up with events? USE THIS NIFTY GUIDE!
MAJOR CHARACTERS:
General: Arthur: A Serialized Novel is a story about the interconnectedness of individuals drawn together by the happening of a great event.
Arthur:
Arthur Pendragon is 22 years old. After successfully and accidentally drawing a screwdriver named Excalibur out of a London sidewalk, he became fated to be the king...
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The Sleeping Dead Man
The CEO’s men had been clever to kill the soul of Sir Ulfius in the hot summer of 2011 out from under Merlin’s nose. All the tired wizard had had time to do was keep the body of his friend alive, and thus, the slow intravenous dripped into the corpse’s veins within a clean room of the seemingly abandoned Camelot House. In the bed next door, Arthur slept and Hector and Merlin spoke of many things...
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Rodimer's Daily Journal
The following is excerpted from Ernst P. Rodimer’s Daily Journal and Checklist.
9:15 - Killed everyone at the morgue.
10:30 - Killed 8 at car dealership, new Ferrari, pulls to left.
To Do - acquire new one.
11:15 - Killed everyone at ‘Gastro Pub.’ Brits need learn to drive. Nearly collided on off ramp.
12:45 - Killed informant. No loose ends....
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The Circlet in The Garden
In the Garden, one with vines hanging from chain-supported lamps among the aromatic smells of daffodils, roses, and carnations, an all too sweet medley, Morgose watched the wicked rigamarole of ripples in a pool of water move and flatten out into shapes, which her eyes took in with relative ease and analyzed with the gift of many sedentary hours spent to gain experience, capturing in her mind the...
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On Camelot
A Note:
Proud, regal, and wicked, as the saying goes, was Camelot House. It once — before the ravenous arms of London’s Croydon reached out — was the only building to be found among an expansive and expensive array of the proper english foliage, rose bushes and more than a few mighty elms situated in a well-kept lawn of delicate grasses and cobbled walks. So old it was, that the street of modern...
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Don’t Have Time To Re-Read The Inflicted Man...
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You’ll have to tell me how I did.
Vivian,...
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The 500 Reader Announcement
To say that I was surprised when we hit 300 was nothing to when we hit 400 no more than five days later. Now, only a week from that time, here we are. Last time I made a follower announcement, no more. You are readers. Many of you are writers, and I follow each and every one of you because because the people that follow me tend to be talented, thoughtful, and interesting.
When we reached 300...
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Boris Gant Hunts
Boris Gant, Vivian
Vole’s Foster Care
That little old bird took us in through the front, just when Viv and I were getting to know one another, twittering on and off about “the children.” Made me sick, specially given what I knew about this unholy scum of an operation. This mother saint’s a sin, and this is not a house call, though it’s made to look it. We passed through halls where she...
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Sir Hector
Merlin, Hector, Arthur (unconscious)
The Entrance
“What is going on?” Hector repeated. He looked at the old man, who moments ago was nothing more, but now… but now.
“Arthur has risen to the ranks of our sovereign,” whispered Merlin, who was himself resisting burgeoning tears from nestling their way down his ancient cheeks. It had been so very long, and he had waited all that time, and now… and...
February 2012
11 posts
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300 Announcement
When I set out to make this blog, I did it to create a story that people would love, relish, and enjoy. I am now working with a community, posting in multiple blogs, and speaking to writers and story tellers all around the world.
That’s you.
I follow back every single person, not because I am mindless, because I read what people have written. I want to know the cut and calibre of the...
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Arriving At Camelot
Arthur, Hector, Merlin
At the Gates of Camelot
The silhouettes arching over the unusual building were cast by the twinned streetlights about either side of its entrance. Compared to its adjacent partners, residential flats, it was inglorious and dilapidated. The cement of the walk and steps was cracked. The windows were boarded up by age and lack of function, underneath showing their battle...
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For your listening pleasure *bows*
Arthur: Part 2
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Boris Gant
THE AUDIOBOOK
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Part 2 Arthur.
Narrated by Jacob Levin
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The very first audio book part of Arthur: A...
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LISTEN TO THIS BECAUSE YAY
THIS IS THE TEASER FOR...
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Unknown, Unknowing
CHAPTER 2:
Unknown
Location: Unknown
Two sets of fingers tapped an expensive desk in sequential rhythm, resting on hard palms. “He did what?” shouted their owner, who was so loud it rattled the fine vase behind him. A vibration was left to hum about in the air.
“He massacred Boris Gant’s place of work, sir,” replied the unfortunate messenger, who was beginning to sweat a little under his...
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Chapter's End
Ecrid (a.k.a. Jacob)
Hallo, everyone. I hope you have enjoyed my writing and the journey through the world I’ve created for you. DON’T WORRY, IT’S NOT OVER. I’ve received several question as to how complex the story will get and how many characters I intend to create. Don’t worry, that’s all I can say without acting stupid. It’s going to be kept in the...
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Rodimer
Rodimer
Present Day
He began the mantra: “I am the rock, and I cannot feel.” He pointed his weapon at the man less than two meters in front of him and pulled the trigger, which sped a fresh corpse spattering into a ceremonial-looking cremator’s oven. He felt his power grow, sparks and flits of strength snapping off from the air as he moved ever forward, toward the widow....
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The Inflicted Man part 1
I hated the idea that a conglomerate of little problems seems like one humongous problem. It’s like a spear with a head on both ends. On the one end, you could, conceivably, take care of each and every one of the problems, maybe even manage to get away with only fixing a few, but on the other, the pressure of the many problems that lay in front of you can make you give up before the notion of just...
