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Monday, July 25th, 2011
6:49 pm - Friends Only

From now on, this journal will be friends only. I'm getting way too much spam on my regular posts. If you are not on my friends list and would like to continue reading my journal, please leave me a message and I will add you.

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Thursday, July 21st, 2011
10:04 pm - Friends Only
I am strongly considering making this journal completely friends only. I've been getting way too much spam lately, so if there is anyone reading this journal who isn't on my friends list who wants to continue reading it, please contact me now and let me know so that I can friend you.

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Monday, April 18th, 2011
9:02 pm - World Resonance Word Count and Update
After surviving a tornado and getting my power back, here's the word count for today or the past three days: 198,312.

On Saturday about three or so houses up from mine an F3 tornado touched down. The entire end of my street was nearly wiped out. My family and I are so lucky to be alive. Our house is fine and we are all fine. Many houses on the part of the road that I used to walk on each day as well as almost all of the trees were destroyed or severely damaged. Please pray for my neighbors.

It all started with a bunch of thunderstorms that were coming into the area. My dachshund, Maggie was in my room with me because she was scared by the wind outside. I was working on World Resonance and getting close to being finished with my writing session for the day when I heard a buh boom noise repeating over and over again. It sort of sounded like a car stereo blaring a bass beat, but it wasn't rhythmic enough. After a second, I started to worry about what it was and got up to look outside my window. That's when it started pouring and the wind picked up. Then I heard a spinning noise, kind of like the sound a helicopter makes as if the wind was circulating. I grabbed Maggie, the notebook I was writing in in my other hand, and I ran from the room to the hallway right as my mother was yelling for us to go to the hallway. I dropped my notebook to the floor and Mom and I then started slamming all of the doors in the hallway shut. I took one quick last look at my room before I shut my bedroom door saying goodbye to it. I honestly thought the front of my house was going to be gone. I dropped to the floor of the hallway, holding Maggie tightly to me in the hopes of protecting her.

It was over in seconds, though. The roar grew quieter and then we braved looking out the front door. The storm had calmed and our neighbors were also looking out their doors. Cautiously we stepped outside to see what had happened. The end of my street where there used to be lots of trees suddenly looked extremely bare. I was really worried. My brother and I walk down that street sometimes everyday, but at least once or twice a week. We know some people down there because of this and we were worried for them.

My brother ended up helping direct traffic to keep people from the damaged end of our street as we had powerlines down. After some time had passed and the lines had been turned off, my brother and I wandered down our street. I was devastated to see that it looked like something out of a disaster movie. It looked like a completely different place. Trees were split in half--all of them tipped from that half-way point down to the ground in the direction the storm had passed. They looked like they were bowing to Cemetary Road--the road running parallel to ours. Houses were torn to pieces--some of them only having a single room still standing. One of our friends had their roof torn off. It was sitting on the other side of the road from them. You could see the other road because all of the trees were badly damaged. Thankfully no one was hurt. I was relieved to see everyone in their yards, cleaning up and doing what they could about the damage. But, please, if you pray, pray for these people. They no longer have homes and many of them worked their lives to get their homes.

current mood: sad

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Thursday, April 7th, 2011
8:21 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 193,395 words for today. Did about 400. Still in a slump, but getting better now. Now that the presentation is over, I should be able to focus more. And thank God tomorrow is Friday.

Any guesses as to what Cain is making? I'll give you a hint--it's a toy.

As usual Cain stayed out of the conversations and finished eating first. He pulled out the block of wood and began carving again. Sarah glanced at him every now and then wondering what he was carving this time. It looked like something round. But, it was entirely possible that Cain didn’t even know what it was yet. She smiled as she remember their conversation in the crow’s nest of the Nidhogg.

Musical Imagery
I really liked the description in the second paragraph. I grew poetic again for the first time in a long time.

Before they went to bed, however, Sarah asked Cain to play them something soothing on his flute. He studied her for a moment, pulling the wooden instrument out and then he held it to his lips and began to play.

The ocean danced before Sarah’s eyes, playing tag with the shore as a gentle breeze caressed her cheek. A gull above greeted her before it glided out over the sea. She sighed as she watched the tide sail in and out. As the song ended the image faded and she was once again sitting around the campfire with her friends. The others, too, looked as if they were waking from a dream.

Memory Alive
I really liked this conversation and Cain's response at the end. It further shows his growth.

“That was beautiful,” Sarah sighed blissfully. “What’s its name?”

“Sea’s Whisper,” Cain replied softly, putting the flute away.

“That’s not a bad name at all,” Sarah exclaimed, studying him. “I though you said your wife’s songs had bad names.”

The former knight smiled wistfully. “My wife didn’t write that one.”

Hikari’s eyes widened. “You wrote it.”

Cain nodded. “A while ago on the Nidhogg.”

“Really?” Sarah asked, her own eyes widening. “I didn’t know you write songs too.”

The former knight frowned. Standing, he turned away from them. “It’s a way to keep my wife’s memory alive,” he explained softly, walking away and entering the men’s tent.

© 2011 Jessica M. Walshaw

current mood: Better

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Wednesday, April 6th, 2011
8:19 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 192,977 words today. Didn't write hardly anything. There's just too much on my mind. Must do better tomorrow. Sorry no scene today. I thought the week before your birthday was supposed to be a happy time. So far this one sucks big time. Mom's got a major surgery coming up right after my birthday and just everything is kind of blah right now.

current mood: Down

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Tuesday, April 5th, 2011
6:58 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 192,841 words today. Still feeling kind of blah so did about 500 words. Hopefully after Thursday I will feel better. I have a meeting with all the deans of the college I work at to present a database and I'm nervous about it. I've also just been feeling really blah this whole week so far. But I know this will end and I'll get motivated again. Action scenes coming up and then the end of the novel.

Kalin's Parents
I liked Bayn's insight here as well as Cain's reply. I also liked Sarah's speculation on which parent Kalin took after the most. Sometime in the future she will probably ask Cain this as well as to see a picture of her. This'll probably happen when they meet with Kalin's parents again. I still have no clue what Kate wants to give Cain, though.

“Now we just need to head over to Kalin’s parents’ place and we can be on our way,” Sarah said as they walked out of a grocery store.

“Wrong,” Cain replied, bringing her up short. “We meet with Kalin’s parents before we leave for Dorcha Torr.”


“That’s what she wanted, isn’t it?” Bayn asked, looking at Cain intently. “It’s to ensure that you come back.”

The former knight nodded, smiling slightly. “Kate is a strong woman.”

Sarah nodded as well. It was starting to sound like that. She briefly wondered who Kalin took after the most--her father or her mother.

© 2011 Jessica M. Walshaw

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Sunday, April 3rd, 2011
2:54 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 191,712 words today. Took a break yesterday and taking it easy today. Getting close to some action scenes soon.

Potential Problem
It is true. Most of the times that Cain got the headache while in Theine something emotional was going on. I love how things like this work out in a story especially when you weren't doing it on purpose.

“I’ve got a question for you,” Bill shot after him, stopping him. “If the Cruinne is affecting you this strongly in town how are you going to even approach it?”

Cain didn’t bother looking over his shoulder as he replied. “It’s not constant.” He frowned. “I will have it under control by the time we leave town for it.”

Sarah’s guardian studied his back. “How?”

“By turning off my emotions,” he replied calmly, walking off again.

This time no one stopped him, instead they rushed after him, Sarah pondering his words. Now that she thought about it, most of the times that he had gotten the bad headaches were when he was feeling a strong emotion and this being his hometown, it must have been even worse for him. But how was he supposed to turn off his feelings. That was impossible. She frowned, but then again she was talking about Cain here. If anyone could, he could.

"Political District"

It turned out the “political” district was actually more of a manufacturing district. There were a few government buildings strewn throughout the quadrant, but most of the buildings were huge plants and factories. It was quite easy to tell these apart. The government buildings were made of marble and had great pillars lining their entrances while the factories were built of a dark, heavy stone and were massive in comparison.


“State your names and business,” one of the guards barked.

Cain calmly slid his hood back. “I am Cain Branaghn. My companions and I have come to meet with the Inledair.”

“Cain Branaghn!” the other guard exclaimed, his eyes widening.

The first guard scowled at his companion, though as he looked back at the companions his expression softened. “Well met, Sir Cain,” he said respectfully. “The Inledair has been wanting to meet with you for some time now.” He stepped aside and beckoned for them to enter the factory. “Please enter. You will find the Inledair on the third level in the back.”

Main Plant
For some reason this reminded me of the Runological Weapon lab in Star Ocean 3.

Sarah’s jaw dropped as her eyes took in the immense size of the place. She had thought it large on the outside, but that was nothing to what it seemed on the inside. The center of the room was an entirely open space, except for the two massive air ships that were being worked on there. A metal fence area separated the two vessels so that the workers that were crawling all over them wouldn’t get in each other’s ways. The floors that the guard had mentioned must have referred to the metal walkways that circled the main room. From here, men barked orders to the workers or studied blue prints.

Enter Cid...I mean the Inledair.

The others obeyed, following him up three flights of stairs to the third level. He then led them around the walkway until they approached a bear of man with hair and beard the color of iron.

© 2011 Jessica M. Walshaw

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Friday, April 1st, 2011
5:54 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 191,105 words today. Taking a break for today. This story is so going past 200,000 words. I'm not really like the scene I'm working on right now and I'm actually glad I finally finished it. Some heavy editing should fix it up, though. There is at least one part of the scene that I kind of liked, though. I would actually like to see it played out in an anime scene or something.

Making Amends

“Wait,” Kate forestalled them. She carefully took Cain’s injured hand and held it up before her. Blood was still dripping gently from it. “Let me bandage it.”

The former knight opened his mouth to protest.

“Silence,” Kalin’s mother snapped. “Let me do what I can to make amends.” She pulled a long white ribbon from her hair. Cain tried to protest again, but Kate silenced him with a look. Gently, she wrapped the ribbon around the former knight’s injured hand--the fabric instantly soaking up his blood and turning crimson. The ribbon made a perfect bandage, though, and Kate tied it with a skill that only moms and medics have.

“Thank you,” the former knight said softly. “We really must be going now.”

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Thursday, March 31st, 2011
8:10 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 190,665 words today. Did a little over 1,000. I thought I was only going to get 500. Cain meets with Kalin's parents for the first time since Kalin died.

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Wednesday, March 30th, 2011
7:14 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 189,602 words today. Almost did 900. The aftermath of the Bill Cain argument. I'm feeling kind of lazy today, but I'm glad that I almost hit 900 words today. Hopefully tomorrow I can get more done as one of my planned scenes is coming up.

Let Sleeping Cains Lie
This was sort of a planned scene if you count planning it the day to the day before you were going to sit down and write it.

Bill answered the door when she knocked. “Good morning,” he greeted softly.

Sarah smiled. “I was just wondering if you guys were ready for breakfast.”

Her guardian beckoned for her to enter, putting a finger to his lips. Curious, Sarah followed him in. She grinned. Sitting in an armchair at the back of the room fast asleep was Cain. She had to stifle a giggle at the sight of him. He just looked so cute.

“He had terrible dreams again most of the night,” Bill informed her in a low voice. “We should let him sleep for now.”

Sarah nodded, frowning.

“Hopefully once we get rid of the Cruinne he will be okay again,” Bill added as if trying to comfort her. “He’s been sleeping peacefully for a couple hours now.”

Still Sleeping

Cain was still out cold in the chair. They all agreed to talk quietly and stayed closer to the front of the room away from the former knight.

It didn’t take long for the food to arrive. After dividing it up, Sarah took a tray over to a table near Cain’s chair and set it down there, studying his face before joining the others at the front of the room. He was still resting peacefully, though he would probably kill them for not waking him up.

Plans and Aftermath

“Any plans for how to take out this Cruinne?” Bill asked the group softly. “Cain seems to think this one is going to be much tougher than the past ones.”

“I think we need more information before we can plan anything,” Sarah replied, frowning. “After we talk with this Inle-whatever we should have enough to at least start a plan.”

“Inledair,” a deep voice spoke from behind them, a slight trace of humor in its tone.

The former barmaid looked over her shoulder to see Cain studying them with a frown. “Did we wake you?” Sarah asked him softly.

He shook his head, running his hand over his face. “You should have, though. We need to meet with the Inledair as soon as possible.”

“After breakfast, we will,” Bill replied, meeting his eye.

Cain returned his gaze, his expression growing icy. “Fine.”

Sarah frowned. Had the two of them fought last night? She hoped Bill hadn’t given Cain too hard of a time. It’s not like anything bad had happened.

The former knight leaned back in his chair and looked like he was about to slip back to sleep when he noticed the tray on the table. His eye flicked to Sarah knowingly, the icy expression on his face warming some. He slid the plate of eggs and sausage off the tray and began eating them.

© 2011 Jessica M. Walshaw

current mood: good

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Tuesday, March 29th, 2011
8:16 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 188,704 words today. Did over 1,000 again. Had an awesome scene where Bill rips Cain a new one. It hurt me to write it, but it is totally amazing and necessary. Things may progress faster now than I had originally planned. We'll have to see.

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current mood: good

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Monday, March 28th, 2011
7:39 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 187,486 words. Almost did 2,000. Wrote about six pages at work. Cain and Sarah pseudo-date greatness. I might be able to write a lot tomorrow too thanks to the furniture installation at work there isn't much for us to do. The furniture looks great, though.

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Sunday, March 27th, 2011
5:54 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 185,704 words today. Did over 2,000. Had an unexpected, but amazing scene happen. And seriously, I really wish I could visit Theine.

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current mood: accomplished

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1:23 pm
There's nothing like listening to mellow rock, sipping hot chocolate, and writing on a cold, rainy day.

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Friday, March 25th, 2011
3:54 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 183,502 words today. Got a lot done at work. Had to watch a computer lab for four hours, so yeah lots of writing done. I so want to visit Theine.

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Thursday, March 24th, 2011
7:58 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 182,215 words today. Finally did over 1,000. Hopefully I can do more over the weekend. Getting so close to the end.

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Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011
7:50 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 181,063 words today. Did around 700. Feeling kind of blah, but I have an exciting scene coming up, so not losing hope. Cain's going to run into Kalin's parents for the first time since she died. This could be bad.

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Tuesday, March 22nd, 2011
8:26 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 180,313 words for today. Didn't get many done. Watched a good movie when I got home, though--Good Will Hunting. I'm kind of in a writing slump right now. I know it will pick up more once they get to Theine which isn't that far off. I also haven't adjusted to losing an hour yet.

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Monday, March 21st, 2011
7:30 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 179,741 words for today. Almost to Theine--last town in this novel.

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Saturday, March 19th, 2011
11:28 pm - World Resonance Scene of the Day
At 178,594 words for today. Didn't have a good day so writing suffered. Still, I'm proud I at least got 700 words out.

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current mood: blah

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