Quarantine Edition

*washes hands*

Perhaps you’ve noticed that world events are, well, not awesome at the moment. If everything hadn’t turned to shit, we would currently be in Romania, exploring Bran Castle.  Obviously that’s been postponed.

Instead of hunting vampires in Transylvania, we’ve been holed up at home. We’re both fairly introverted, and we generally spend our free time chained to our desks anyway, so we’re weathering things well so far. Ask us again in a couple of weeks.

Download some good books, stay inside, and stay healthy. We’ll get through this.

“Your Waterfowl Impression is Horrible”

  • by Kentspire composed of the twisted tails of four bronze dragons
  • Swirly, swirly, swirly!
  • charm the knickers off you
  • a bastard by birth
  • there’s just no pleasing you

Tune in next time part 476      Click Here for Earlier Installments

“Your waterfowl impression is horrible,” Oksana said.

Jim pouted up at her. “I wonder sometimes why I bother, when there’s just no pleasing you.”

At that she laughed, and even blushed a bit. “Is your memory so brief? Are you a simpleton by nature, or just a bastard by birth?”

She must be getting this out of her system before presenting him for auction, I thought. Otherwise, she really needed to work on her sales pitch.

In any case, Jim wasn’t offended. He chuckled low and throaty, saying, “I got birdcalls that could charm the knickers off you.”

“Let’s hear one, then.”

It was hard to know how much the drugs were contributing to Jim’s actions, and how much he was just making a spectacle of himself. He contorted his lips and emitted a trilling noise that sounded like a small child yelling “Swirly, swirly, swirly!

Oksana posed with her hand on her cocked hip, and threw back her head in maniacal glee.

But I glanced around nervously. The weird trilling noise was, in fact, an uncanny rendition of an animal call I hadn’t heard in a long time, not since my brief stint at a monastery founded by a wealthy, eccentric Dane, where the cloister’s tower held a spire composed of the twisted tails of four bronze dragons.

How did Jim know the cry of the Himalayan Snowcock?

bonus points for using them in reverse order

about stichomancy writing prompts

try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!

The Last Time Jim Took Hallucinogens

  • by jenunzip his skin suit to reveal a garbage monster
  • biologically a man
  • used more lime juice
  • You are a national treasure
  • instead of quacking

Tune in next time part 475      Click Here for Earlier Installments

The last time Jim took hallucinogens in my presence, he announced that he was going to unzip his skin suit to reveal a garbage monster, but all he actually revealed was that he is biologically a man. If he wanted to do that again in front of Oksana’s bidders, that was his business. Many of them might even enjoy it. I wished I could leave him to it and hike back to Enigma Fortress, board my battle zeppelin, and fly away from all this madness, but I couldn’t risk an intoxicated Jim falling into the wrong hands. At the very least, I needed to find out who was interested in buying him.

Moments later, a ninja in a yeti suit scuttled past me and into the cavern, carrying a medicine dropper. Jim blustered in resistance, but allowed himself to be dosed with little real struggle.

“Not bad,” he said. “But it could have used more lime juice.”

The yeti ninja sniffed doubtfully at the dropper, then moved to the edge of the chamber where he did a passable job of blending in with a pile of fur pillows.

Over the next few minutes, Jim began to hum and laugh and whoop. It seemed to me that he was exaggerating the effects of the drug, but the yeti ninja seemed fooled.

Oksana strode in, dressed in a tight jumpsuit of white fur, with a shiny black belt slung jauntily across her hips. The glasses perched on her nose were the only hint to her librarian past.

You are a national treasure!” Jim cried upon seeing her. “And I am a duck.” But instead of quacking, he made cooing sounds like a dove. Of all my siblings, I am the only one who is able to imitate any bird or beast, but a duck really isn’t that hard. I was disappointed in Jim.

bonus points for using them in order

about stichomancy writing prompts

try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!

“I’m Not a Monster”

The conventional definitions of the words show us what distinguishes a monster from a villain. A monster is a frightening and destructive creature, while a villain is a person who commits evil deeds.

They both have their place in fiction. Just don’t mix them up. If your hero really needs a villain to oppose, but you provide a monster and call it a villain, there will be imbalance. Remember, the villain is the hero of their own story. Another way to think of it is that a villain is an actual character, with a complex interior state. Good villains have a powerful drive, and are capable of emotions besides inchoate rage and savage glee. But, let’s give the monsters their due. A powerful and relentless foe, something that doesn’t need a reason to want the hero dead, can create a lot of tension if properly cast.

Enough with the theoretical stuff. Why bring any of this up right now? So happy you asked!

Our read-through of the Music Series is getting close to done. We just passed the middle of book three, and there are exactly three books in the series, so. Getting close!

As we might have mentioned, we’re really pleased with the state of all of these books. One of the points of pride is that the adversaries take a variety of forms. There are villains, and there are monsters. There’s even a villain who repeatedly denies being a monster. (While demonstrating so eloquently that sometimes people can be both.)

What type of adversary does your protagonist need? What kind of tension will keep your readers turning pages?

Oksana Left Jim Unattended

  • by Kentat the prearranged time
  • hide in the coat closet
  • “If you’re lonely you can
  • half the size of his thumb
  • trying to get your money back at the tattoo parlor

Tune in next time part 474      Click Here for Earlier Installments

Oksana left Jim unattended, making this the best chance I would ever get to free him. I slithered over the rocky floor to where he lay chained, and started picking the locks before he even realized I was there.

“What are you doing? Stop!” he hissed.

“I’m saving you, dumbass!” I hissed back.

“You’re spoiling the whole gambit,” he whispered back. “This is our only way to find out who’s in league with Oksana. Until the bidders arrive at the prearranged time, you should just go hide in the coat closet. I’m fine, it’s all under control.”

“The coat closet of the yeti cavern? Jim, think this through. What’s going to happen to you?”

He grinned. “All under control. But, you might not see me for a while after this.” His grin widened. “If you’re lonely you can probably get Oksana to chain you up in my place. Now, get out of sight before someone shows up. The guard’s brain is about half the size of his thumb, but that won’t matter if he spots you.”

I slunk back to my hiding place. Arguing with Jim was like trying to get your money back at the tattoo parlor: he’d just talk you into paying even more to let him add to the problems. Hopefully he knew what he was talking about this time.

bonus points for using them in order

about stichomancy writing prompts

try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!

I Wondered Who Oksana had Invited

  • by jentheir headquarters in Virginia
  • and she wouldn’t say
  • his subtle middle finger
  • “Oh, it’s going to be that kind of a party!”
  • between the USA and USSR

Tune in next time part 473      Click Here for Earlier Installments

I wondered who Oksana had invited to her auction. Which foreign faction would be most interested in the secrets inside Jim’s head? If I were lucky it would be the Contrarian Secret Police, and they would bundle him off to their headquarters in Virginiastan. If I were unlucky it would be the CIA and they would disappear him to their headquarters in Virginia.

I deployed my periscope again as Jim did the heavy interrogational lifting for me, trying to get Oksana to tell him who the bidders would be. But no matter how he charmed and cajoled her, she merely chuckled, and she wouldn’t say a word about it. In desperation Jim crooked his subtle middle finger at her in a most flirtatious manner (or at least as flirtatiously as his bonds would allow), but even that failed to make her crack.

With a final cruel laugh, Oksana said, “I’m going to go take a shower and get dressed. The ninjas will be back to clean you up and administer the hallucinogens.”

Jim tried to sound nonchalant, but I detected a quaver of fear in his drawl. “I didn’t know it was going to be that kind of party.”

“Oh, it’s going to be that kind of a party!” Oksana gleefully assured. “In grand Colloquilian tradition.”

The last grand Colloquilian hallucination auction bacchanal that I had heard of nearly started a war between the USA and USSR, and that was a good decade after the USSR collapsed.

I needed to get Jim the hell out of this cave.

bonus points for using them in order

about stichomancy writing prompts

try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!

Reminders For The Reader

We have a lot on our mind (the single, shared Skelley hive-mind) as we do our read-through. Among the many things we’re keeping an eye on is whether we succeed in keeping the setting and the characters vivid and lively for the reader the whole time.

How much description is too much, and how many reminders should there be about certain details, is a challenge every author has to deal with. Description is a fundamental element of prose, but it can slow down the story. What you’re really seeking is balance. That search is a place where beta readers and critique groups can provide really useful feedback, but ultimately it’s the writer’s call to make.

There are no straightforward rules for this. The right answer depends on the type of story, what part of that story you’re looking at, and what your readers really want out of the book. Sure, if you figure out the right search terms, you’d surely land on someone’s list of rules for exactly this, but they’d be of dubious value. (Whereas if you keep reading our blog, you’ll get pure gold, of course. Anyway.) Rune Skelley keeps these two guidelines in mind:

  1. the less ordinary the details, the more reminders are warranted
  2. prevalence in the text should line up with what’s significant for the characters
  3. (bonus guideline) remember that you’re never going to please everybody

Point number one relates to world building. It’s not just important to say, somewhere, “oh by the way the sky has polka dots.” You have to keep the place and its denizens feeling real for the reader.

Point number two is one we pay careful attention to here in the Writing Cave. Just because something is a fact doesn’t mean it needs to be brought up. Focusing on which details the characters care about helps the reader really get inside their skin. This is also a way to bring a sense of wonder into a familiar or ordinary setting, by helping the reader see it through someone else’s eyes.

Point three simply acknowledges that this is all subjective. You collect your feedback, and Reader A tells you the recurrent descriptions are like a pleasant leitmotif running through the prose, while Reader B says he started skimming whenever it felt like things were sliding toward reminder-town. Meanwhile Reader C asks why you waited until page 200 to mention the sky having polka-dots, when actually by then it’s been described seven times. However, if multiple sources agree that something’s either too heavy or too sparse, then you should probably make adjustments.

All through the writing of the first drafts of these books, we fretted about this ongoing description issue. Kent was pretty convinced that we were going to need to add tons of reminders. But at this stage, almost three-quarters of the way through our reading of the trilogy? We’re both quite happy with the overall state. Editing will most likely involve sprinkling in a few more mentions of certain things, but it’s in a good place already.

A writing partner is someone who helps you get a feel for how to help readers inhabit the story’s world.

It Was A Challenge To Concentrate

  • by KentI figured that my family constituted enough of a sample size
  • whispering my name
  • smack-bang in the middle
  • I am innocent of the falsehood
  • newly forged iron bolts

Tune in next time part 472      Click Here for Earlier Installments

It was a challenge to concentrate on puzzling out Jim’s game when I could still hear him and Oksana, who thought they were totally alone. He was mostly just murmuring agreeably, but she had warmed to her subject. “By the way, in Colloquilia no one would say he abdicated. They’d say he jumped the shark. Now lie back and I’ll show you something else that phrase often refers to.”

“I thought it was a periscope,” Jim said with a chuckle. Oksana replied at length explaining how it could be both, and I knew by the breathlessness in her voice that she was leaving none of his shark unjumped in the process.

Why try to broker an alliance with deposed monarchs of an enemy realm? I figured that my family constituted enough of a sample size to find some meaningful patterns. My own marriage to a Contrarian warlord’s daughter would be part of any such pattern, which must have been why the more I tried to focus on the riddle the more it seemed someone inside my skull was whispering my name, claiming the reason I couldn’t get the picture was that I was smack-bang in the middle of all of it.

Oksana reached a crescendo of sharks and/or periscopes, her ecstasy resonating through the passageways.

“Really?” Jim drawled.

After a small laugh, she said, “I am innocent of the falsehood so many women commit. You, sir, are quite the catch. And that is why I shall not be releasing you from the restraints. Oh, pull as hard as you like. Those are newly forged iron bolts holding the chains fast to the cavern floor. I can’t have you vanishing on me before I collect the winning bid.”

bonus points for using them in order

about stichomancy writing prompts

try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!

“What a Magnificent Periscope!”

  • by jenrecently found love for the colloquialisms
  • and six half-brothers
  • hoped it was a prank
  • your crazy-ass granddaddy
  • cats are not a rare species

Tune in next time part 471      Click Here for Earlier Installments

“What a magnificent periscope!” Oksana squealed.

For one chilling second I thought I’d been spotted, until I realized she was utterly fixated on what she’d found in Jim’s leather trousers. I had no interest in watching their libidinal activities, so I put my own (actual) periscope away. I could still hear them, though.

Jim purred, “Your recently found love for the Colloquialisms is adorable.”

“Colloquilia is a beautiful country,” Oksana said, her voice breathy. “And their figures of speech even more so.”

“I used to spend summers there with my twin sisters and six half-brothers,” Jim drawled.

That was a lie. With our father and mother both being president at various times, travel to the enemy nation of Colloquilia was strictly forbidden. I didn’t know what Jim was up to, but I hoped it was a prank as opposed to treason.

Jim went on, “Why did your crazy-ass granddaddy abdicate the throne?”

“He didn’t have a choice, if he wanted to live,” Oksana replied. “Now, Jim, I want you to stalk me like a Paradoxica Snow Panther.”

Oksana was Colloquilian? Snow cats are not a rare species here in the mountains, but exiled Colloquilian royalty certainly are.

What was Jim up to?

bonus points for using them in order

about stichomancy writing prompts

try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!

The Art of Reading Through

In our big Music Series read-through, we’ve crossed the midpoint of book two, which pretty much means we’re halfway through the trilogy.

Something we chatted about recently is that there’s a balance we need to strike between getting done reading the damn thing and not missing important points that need discussion. This one hasn’t been edited at all yet, or even shown to any beta readers, so there are things that need work. But we’re not in revisions mode yet. We need to complete the read-through of all three books first.

The whole point of the exercise is to get the entirety of the trilogy into our minds in order to plan our edits holistically. Increasing the interconnection across the books, and strengthening the payoffs in book 3 by laying the right groundwork in books 1 & 2. As we look for ways to tighten up the narrative, we need to keep an eye on scenes in all three books so we don’t orphan anything. The big structural adjustments have to be made first, then we can work on polishing the prose.

A writing partner is someone who helps you stay on track when you’ve got roughly half a million words to wrangle.