The Scribe's Castle

Hey everybody this is just to let you know that I now have another blog devoted especially to my novels and my writings. I'd really appreciate it if you could pop over there and check it out! Thanks! You can find it at: thescribescastle.blogspot.com

Editing

So, I've been writing this novel. This novel has been in progress for nigh on seven years now. This is THE longest project I have ever stuck with. It is like my child now. From its first stages of Eragon-inspired manga drivel to its full fledged novel form. I have learned so much while writing it, too much to even begin to list. Someday, when it is finally completed, I will tell all here, but sadly I do not have the patience at the moment. Maybe someday it will be published. And you will read it.

Saka and Anna

A little picture I drew of Anna and Saka, a rather mysterious person whose role is revealed in the story. They be hugging and crying.

Interview with Anna de Johnn

The pub is dim and smoky, causing me to cough as I enter from the clear cold air outside. Unraveling my scarf, I scan the room for the person I am supposed to meet. A person catches my eye and waves me over to their empty table, a heavy cloak shadowing their face and body.
As I sit down, I smile, searching the dark shadow underneath the hood for a glimpse of a face. The person refuses to give me the pleasure of seeing their face, instead reaching into the folds of its cloak and retrieving a small silver medallion.
“Take it.”
The voice, soft and slightly hoarse, is a woman’s, or perhaps more accurately, a girl’s. Confidently, I reach out and take the slightly warm silver. Since I am not a demon, the metal does not sear my flesh. If it had burned me, or if I had refused to take the silver, I had no doubt that the girl would have killed me where I sat.
Satisfied, the girl takes back her medallion and pushes her hood back a few inches, revealing a pale oval face with bright green eyes.
“I understand you wanted to ask me some questions?” she asks, still a little warily. I understand her anxiety; it is so difficult to trust anyone in this world what with demons everywhere.
“Yes,” I answer. “I am very interested in your story, Anna de Johnn.”
She twitches at the sound of her own name.
“Now, about you, Anna,” I continue. “Could you please tell me how you came to be in this world?”
She jerks again, this time in surprise.
“You know a lot for a human,” she says, eyeing me curiously.
“Not really,” I reply, “I just use my eyes and ears. But please, I wish to hear this story.”
I already have a pen and notebook with me, so I listen as Anna recounts the events of her travels up to this point. But these, I know about. I want to know a few more things about her.
“Anna, would you mind if I asked you a few more personal questions?”
“I suppose not,” she says, looking thoughtful.
“All right then. What do you really think of all of the other Destined?”
Her brow wrinkles.
“Well, I suppose Monica is a decent person, but she’s a little overeager, if you know what I mean. She’s just bursting with excitement about being a warrior. I sometimes wish that I had that kind of enthusiasm. Kealia is nice, but she’s very carefree. She wants to defeat the demons, but I get the feeling that she’d rather do it later. Sae is probably the person I trust most. She’s saved my life a few times and she was the first person to swear loyalty to me. And Jacqueline? I don’t like her. Period. She’s a horrible, nasty, selfish little snob who cares about no one but herself. As much as I hate it, I have to work with her in order to save this world.”
I nod, scribbling a few notes on the notepad and adding a few more lines to the picture of Anna that I am doodling.
“How is your relationship with Zeira?”
Anna smiles.
“Well, it’s difficult to tell sometimes. You see, sometimes I think she hates me and sometimes I think she’s really fond of me. She’s risked her life for me many times and I’ve done the same for her. Dragons are pretty difficult to figure out, but I’ve been getting the hang of it. I really think that we’re starting to work as a team.”
“What about Saka?”
She starts, almost upsetting the table in her surprise.
“Saka?” she stammers, clasping her hands firmly in front of her to stop their shaking. “I . . . I don’t have any relationship with him . . .”
She trails off, looking embarrassed.
“Well, how about one last question before I leave: If given the chance, would you go back to Ygen?”
Anna doesn’t move, instead studying her interlaced fingers.
“You know,” she says finally, “if you had asked me that question when I first came here, before I witnessed all of the hardships of this world, then I would have said yes. But now, after I’ve witnessed the demons’ cruelty and the desperation of these people, I say no. I’ll stay and fight for them.”
I smile and stand. Anna looks up, slightly alarmed by my sudden rise.
“So that’s all?” she asks, pulling the hood further over her face.
“Yes.”
“Why did you want to know all of this anyway? Are you a scribe?”
“Something like that,” I answer, as I walk out of the door and away from Anna de Johnn.

Anna St John

So this is Anna, my main character of my book. She's 13, a little naive, and the prophesied warrior of a world. But more on that later. She is the Dragonmaster, and can speak the language of flame and spark. The "leader" of the five Destined, she is wary about her power and her destiny, but she is learning to become the warrior she is meant to be.

This is not the best picture, and on top of that, this isn't even a scan of a picture, so it looks a little funky. Anyway, This is the third character I drew a portrait of, even though she's the main character.

Eltia: The Return of the Warrior

So, I said that I was going to post the plot, so here goes. Be warned though, I suck at summarizing.





Basically, there is a new world, Eltia, which is fine and dandy, until demons try and overrun it. It a great battle that rages through the heavens, the demons are cast into a great chasm called Ov and sealed within. However, an angel called Torlok rebels against the heavens and releases the demons onto Eltia. The humans are overwhelmed and flee helplessly from place to place until they reach the Shadowood, where an angel gives the people four gifts, one each to a certain group of people, and sends them to another world called Ygen, to wait out the worst of the demon invasion. The gifts are Knowledge, Communion, Strength, and Destiny. The ones who recieve Knowledge become elves. The ones who recieve Communion become fey(but not the type you might be thinking). The ones who recieve Strength become dwarves, and the five who recieve Destiny become the Destined, the five warriors of Eltia, with an animal companion and mastery over one of the five elements, ice, earth, wind, stone, and fire. These five become the greatest heroes of all time, until they die and a prophecy is given. The prophecy states that the descendant of Anir the warrior of fire, as well as the other four Destined, will one day return and smite the evil once and for all. For hundreds of years, people built up an idea of their savior. I bet none of them expected a thirteen year old girl.


Basically, that's the premise. Anna St John, my protagonist, has to become the warrior of fire, the Dragonmaster, and save a world she doesn't really belong to. She also has to learn to trust her allies, control her power, and defeat the greatest evil the world has ever known. But hey, no pressure, Anna.

Vayr, the Gryphon of the Gryphonmaster

So, this is the first picture I've posted that has a realistic style. No shading though, because I want to color this one. I spent a lot of time on the wings. When it wasn't finished, my dad said something really annoying to the effect that he thought it looked like a beak was coming out of a lion butt. To which I was annoyed and angry, and finished the picture rather quickly. The wings aren't completely realisitic, but I accept that.

Anyway, this is Vayr, one of the characters in my book. She is the gryphon of the Gryphonmaster, which makes no sense unless you know the plot, which I will post somewhere. She has a very playful and fun personality and likes to poke fun at people.