{"id":249,"date":"2013-01-15T04:29:38","date_gmt":"2013-01-15T11:29:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.winter-publishing.com\/?p=249"},"modified":"2013-02-15T15:28:10","modified_gmt":"2013-02-15T22:28:10","slug":"trying-to-write-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/2013\/01\/15\/trying-to-write-again\/","title":{"rendered":"Trying To Write Again~"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i>What will we do with a drunken whaler?<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Stuff him in a sack and throw him over early in the morning.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner early in the morning.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Early in the morning<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Early in the morning<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Slice his throat with a rusty clever early in the morning<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises early in the morning<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Hmm-hmm-hmm<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Hmm-hmm-hmm<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mmm-hmm-hmm<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Brainstorming here to help me write:<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 If your character\u2019s greatest fear came true, what would happen?<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Character: Katara<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Fear: The Dark<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Begin.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i>Katara clawed at the ground. <i>No, <\/i>her mind hissed. <i>No! This can\u2019t be happening!<\/i> She couldn\u2019t see. Not like before, where colors were gone from her mind and her eyes were non-existant, but without her lines. She couldn\u2019t see anything. She couldn\u2019t sense anything. She felt blind. She felt so alone.<\/p>\n<p>The darkness crowded in on her, consuming images and ideas of what was going on around her. No one knew she couldn\u2019t see anymore. No one knew. She curled into a ball and grabbed her head, jaw locked. <i>I can\u2019t see,<\/i> she thought to herself. <i>For the first time in my life, I actually feel blind.<\/i><\/p>\n<p>So much fear tinged the edge of her dark-shrouded mind. It crept into her soul and, without the reassuring white lines to keep it away, it came close enough to breathe down her neck. Her hand unclamped from her head and pressed against the ground, palm down, fingers spread out. Nothing. No sense of motion. No sense of anything. The sinking feeling in her gut fell deeper and she felt like she couldn\u2019t breathe. It was so dark and she was so scared.<\/p>\n<p><i>Actually, this could be an amazing opening for Harvest 2. A dream, possibly? And what Silver Vain attempts to do to her later on? But with her strength, she pushes past it, eventually learning to see again. The dream is something of a vision of what is to come; her subconscious is warning her.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>Another brainstorming thing for fun<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Character: Katara<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Character: Me<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Begin.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\n<p><b>So, Katara Baneswing, right?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Yes. You\u2019ve heard of me?<\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i><b>How couldn\u2019t I have? You\u2019re Silver Vain\u2019s guard dog.<\/b><\/p>\n<p>I am no dog! He and I are <i>partners!<\/i> What\u2019s with you?<\/p>\n<p><b>Sorry, sorry. Didn\u2019t mean to upset you.<\/b><\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m not upset.<\/p>\n<p><b>Right. Anyway, how are you?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Just fine.<\/p>\n<p><b>Aren\u2019t you going to ask me how I\u2019m doing?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Why should I? I assumed you\u2019d tell me anyway.<\/p>\n<p><b>I\u2019m doing fine, thanks for asking. *sigh* Tell me about these dreams you have.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>No.<\/p>\n<p><b>Why not?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>It\u2019s none of your business.<\/p>\n<p><b>It was just a question\u2026<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>One I\u2019m not answering.<\/p>\n<p><b>Jeez. Fine. Whatever. Can I ask you something else?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Why not?<\/p>\n<p><b>Will you answer it?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Depends on the question.<\/p>\n<p><b>Right. Thanks. -_- How are you typing right now on the keyboard?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>\u2026I don\u2019t know what you mean.<\/p>\n<p><b>You\u2019re blind.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>No, really?<\/p>\n<p><b>Then how are you typing?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>\u2026Someone may be helping me.<\/p>\n<p><b>Who?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>None of your business!<\/p>\n<p><b>You\u2019re really uptight today.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Just unsettled, is all.<\/p>\n<p><b>About those nightmares?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>\u2026<\/p>\n<p><b>Would it help if you talked about it?<\/b><\/p>\n<p>I\u2014\u2026yeah, I guess so.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s just, they\u2019re creepy, you know?<\/p>\n<p><b>Are you okay talking about this while someone else is typing it?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>She says she\u2019s okay with it. I should tell her too, anyway.<\/p>\n<p><b>Okay.<\/b><\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s just, they\u2019re freaky. They\u2019ve been getting worse and worse every night.<\/p>\n<p>The other day I had a dream about my parents. We were in a forest. I\u2019m always in a forest.<\/p>\n<p>The forest is really pretty. I can see it in my dreams. With eyes and stuff.<\/p>\n<p>My parents were there and they called out to me. As I went towards them, the animals attacked them.<\/p>\n<p>The animals are really nice, too. They always play together\u2014the carnivores and herbivores don\u2019t hurt each other.<\/p>\n<p>They always protect me, too. From evil things. But they attacked my parents. When they did so, they, my parents, vanished into something like smoke. Or, I think it was like smoke. I\u2019m not entirely sure.<\/p>\n<p><b>Why would they do that?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Because they were a threat. And they weren\u2019t really my parents\u2014they were this\u2026person. She looks like me. I think. She\u2019s been trying to touch me ever since I got in this forest. She\u2019s covered in black and is some sort of inky shape. She drips with black and whenever she touches anything, it dies.<\/p>\n<p>She keeps reaching out for me each time I come in there.<\/p>\n<p><b>And that scares you.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>Of course it does! Why wouldn\u2019t it? It\u2019s like she wants to kill us!<\/p>\n<p>Me.<\/p>\n<p>She wants to kill me.<\/p>\n<p><b>Us?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>*me<\/p>\n<p><b>\u2026are you okay?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b>I\u2019m fine. I\u2019ve got to go.<\/p>\n<p>Bye! \u2013Lily<\/p>\n<p><b>Wait!<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Katara!<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b><i>They have gone offline.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Silver Vain has come Online.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/i><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Hello there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Hello.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Are you upset with us?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Should I be?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">We suppose not. Or at least, we hope not. Would you like to meet us for lunch?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Lunch?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Yes. At the caf\u00e9 down the street. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>You planning on killing me?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">No.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Somehow I don\u2019t believe you.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 What time?<\/b><\/p>\n<p><b>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/b><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">In one hour. We will order you some coffee, if that makes it better.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>Heck yes. I\u2019ll be there. Make sure to get the kind I like.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Of course.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><i>Silver Vain has gone Offline.<\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i>I\u2019ve still not finished a query letter or a synopsis.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Awesome.<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What will we do with a drunken whaler? \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Stuff him in a sack and throw him over early in the morning. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner early in the morning. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Way hay and up she rises \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":[]},"categories":[5],"tags":[12,39],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p27tjX-41","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/249"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=249"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/249\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":450,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/249\/revisions\/450"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=249"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=249"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/winter-publishing.com\/welcome-to-winter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=249"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}