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October Release

It’s been about half a year since I last made a post. But I’m a writer, so inevitably I always end up on this blog. That’s mainly due to me releasing or in the process of publishing a novel. Earlier this year a friend inspired me to finish one of my favorite projects originally named, Love Bleeds Red but has now been rewritten as, Pretty Monsters.

The story is about a girl who was cursed by a demon two centuries before the story takes place. The curse gives her immortality in exchange for her humanity. She can never die but every living thing she encounters will fear and either run away or attack her. So for two hundred years she suffers loneliness, persecution and isolation. It seems her life will be an eternity of darkness until she meets a boy who for some reason is immune to the effects of her curse. He falls for her instantly and despite her strongest efforts she can’t seem to push him away so he can’t discover her dark secret. As she lets him in she has to keep him from getting hurt from the darkness inside of her.

This story has a lot of supernatural elements along with action and romance. I got inspiration from Harry Potter while writing the story over and over. I wanted it to have a magical and out of this world sort of feel to it. Then I added horrific elements to make it out to be a somewhat romantic and dark fairy tale. I tried to include a lot of mythical creatures (no spoilers) some already known and others I made on my own. Pretty Monsters has been requested over and over from people who either know me personally or have had a class with me and heard about the story. I’ve finished its final draft and now it’s in the revision and editing stage. I plan to release it on Halloween because what a better time to release a horror themed story on Halloween?

Aside from the story writing I’ve been up to quite a lot this year. I’m finishing up my final semester at Ivy Tech before I transfer to university. From there I plan to major in Journalism and pursue a career in reporting. I have thoughts about going back to school sometime later to become a detective. It all depends on where I’m at in life in about 4 years.

That’s it for my update. I felt like blogging today. It’s been on my mind for a while. I’ve been getting weekly views for some reason and can’t figure out from who or why. But it’s brought me back. I plan to start blogging every other day or weekly.




Day 20 out of 30! Pre-production for “The Florescent Dream” Begins! Meet, Magenta Orchid.


Magenta Orchid is a nineteen year old college sophomore at the University of Derr. For the most part she’s quiet and reserved. Her dream is to one day teach kindergarten. For fun she swims with her teammates and competes against other university teams. Her rank is dead last. Quiet, reserved and somewhat ordinary. That’s all anyone in the city of Hoosier would ever think about Magenta Orchid. And that’s just the way she likes it. Why? Because she has a secret.

Since Magenta Orchid moved to Hoosier City a mysterious and masked superhero has appeared. She’s been nicknamed the Florescent Dream. Whenever a crime breaks out a masked vigilante dressed in purple tights with floral designs all over it appears. She shows no mercy to injustice and always puts her life on the line for the weak and innocent. No one has connected the dots yet. But Magenta Orchid and the Florescent Dream are one and the same. In order to keep her identity a secret Magenta keeps a low-profile and lives an ordinary life.

Things start to quiver for her when she sets her eyes on her crush, Jesse Crimson. He’s an easy going, highly lovable and hardworking student at Derr University. He’s the swim team captain and is ranked number one in the city. For fun she challenges him to a race. Purposely she loses to avoid any suspicion. But her ego and affection for him pushes her to challenging him to a secret rematch where if she wins he must take her to dinner. She effortlessly beats him and wins the date. Slowly they begin a romance and little by little Magenta’s true identity becomes endangered.

Ex-team-captain and city champion, Adam Forest grows to detest Jesse even more when he discovers Magenta is with the guy he hates the most. After losing his rank it seems he has nothing left but his affection and deep obsession with Magenta. Driven mad by jealousy and the feeling of loss he attempts to murder Jesse and nearly succeeds but is thwarted by the Florescent Dream. Adam then becomes hell-bent on destroying the city’s superhero. Slowly he becomes her arch nemesis, The Red Nightmare and goes on a rampage. Magenta must protect the one she loves while keeping her superhero life a secret. But can she?

That is the synopsis I have for this story. FINALLY I’ve gotten around to making this post. I’m going to try and do this weekly. If I can I will share more than one character. The posts will be a little information about the characters, their involvement with the story and their character sketches. Today I’m showing off Magenta Orchid.

She’s the first character I came up with for the pre-production stage. I’ve decided to name the story after her alter-ego, The Florescent Dream. Her character stems from these dreams I used to have when I was in high school. For years I would dream of this girl with long and black her. In the dreams she always wore a purple dress. Even though I had never seen her outside of my dreams she would occasionally show up in my dreams throughout the years. I still have images of her in my mind. So for the first time I’m using her as inspiration for a story. For a long time I was hesitant to use her for inspiration because I didn’t want to influence the dreams in anyway on the off chance of me seeing this person in real life.

But my mind has been changed. Now I’m writing a story where she is a superhero. I’ve been drawing for a pretty long time. When I started writing fiction novels I got away from it. When I was working on Hero’s Romance I went months without drawing. It’s shocking to me how good I still am and how fast I still improve. These are the basic character designs and ideas I have for Magenta Orchid.


When I was coming up with her designs I thought really hard about what her personality would be like and what look would best reflect it. I didn’t want her to be typical superhero protagonist; nerdy or seen as weird by their peers, troubled past, average looks, etc. That wouldn’t reflect the girl in my dream at all. So I decided to give her an attractive look but nothing outrageous. She’s only quiet and reserved to keep her identity secret. But when the story progresses and she interacts with Jesse and others, readers will get to see her personality. I’m going for a confident, humble, strong but sort of laid-back and playful attitude for her.


As far as designs go I’m pretty satisfied with her concepts. I’m going to be working on her cover art and final inked/colored designs for my websites.


Her superhero outfit is inspired by the dreams. I don’t have any plans to draw her in a purple dress but I thought it was a clever idea to make the outfit purple. Then her name is the Florescent Dream. I wanted her name to be original but not incredibly cheesy. Her first name was the Florescent Wonder but it sounded cliche to me. Boy Wonder, Wonder Woman,The Wonder Twins. It’s been done before. So I scrapped the name and looked for something else. Online superhero name generator names did me no justice at all. I got names like the Quantom Shadow, Bronze Howler and a bunch of other weird and irrelevant names. Then it hit me to name her, The Florescent Dream. The name relates to her costume and I don’t know. It just sounds cool to me and catchy AND original. So it’s the name I decided to give her and it became the story’s title, The Florescent Dream.

I look forward to sharing more characters and my progress with this whole thing, It’s pretty fun so far.

Day 9 of 30 Blog Challenge: More of Cloud Head

It never ceases to amaze me when a friend mentions they’ve looked at my blog. I’m really proud of myself for finally getting back to blogging daily. I want to take a moment to thank everyone who takes a peek and leaves a like or a comment.Thank you. I do notice. Once I’m finished with school I will be sure to follow back and check out your pages.

I haven’t had much time to work on artwork because today I’ve been studying nonstop for my math final. It’s tomorrow. I’m very excited. Once I ace that test I will be finished with college leveled math for as long as I live. The moment I answer my last problem tomorrow I will be working hard on character and setting concept art for my graphic novel. I’m heading towards the preproduction stage. I want to have something to show on here and my deviantart accound by next week so I’ll be pushing it.

Here’s more of Cloud Head. Enjoy 😀

Sometimes I feel like I’m in a separate but parallel world from the people round’ me. Here I sit yet again with my friends. They’re all talkin’ about what color heels look best with what dress and all. I ain’t’ spoken a word though. I’m just drawin’ stories of my dream man and what not.

I’m just imaginin’ some handsome devil, carryin’ me over some rain puddle. Drawin’ a smooth city boy, openin’ the door to some fancy ol’ restaurant for me. Boy I tell ya. That kind a thing beats any pair of heels any day. Heck I’ll take ol’ fashioned romance over any dress or heels. My friends are probably wonderin’ why I haven’t said what color I like. I’m always so quiet an’ all. But shoot, they don’t get this side of me. No one does, I tell you what. They all say I live in a fairytale world.

The other night, during dinner, my family was all laughin’ and talkin’ bout the trip to Paris we took last summer. A very eventful trip, I tell you what. But I didn’t speak. I was taken by my own imagination just daydreamin’. Picturin’ some gentleman sweet talkin’ me like in the books, treatin’ me like a lady and what not. My family’s friends always ask, “Why she so quiet?” “What’s the matter with, Amy? She’s so quiet.”

Most friends don’t bother anymore. I’m here yet I’m not. I’m like this ghost. I’m sleepin’ yet awake. Waitin’. I’m just so bored.

Why can’t I meet someone like the people in the books or my drawin’s? Why can’t anyone compare to em? I tell my older cousin Julie about my dream of meetin’ some sweet man. She always sayin’ I live in a fairytale world like I’m some lil’ ol’ kid. So I just keep to myself a lot

But you know. Sometimes I feel like one day, somethin’ or someone will come and wake me. Excite me ya know? But when that happens, when I do get woken’ up, I wonder if anyone in my present life will recognize me. They barely know me to begin with. Oh well, I know someone who gets me will show.

I know it. One day, some lucky fella is gonna catch me from fallin’ or hold some umberella over me in the middle of a storm. He’s gonna see what no one else does and understand it. I tell you what, someday, some sweet gentleman is gonna see me and understand what’s inside.

That’s why I draw so much in this ol’ sketchpad of mine. It keeps me hopeful. You see it has all sorts of pictures of me and my dream man. Some pictures show him carryin’ me over some ran puddle. In other drawin’s he’s makin’ me laugh, blush or smile peacefully like I’ve seen some beautiful sunset.

“Amy. Amy.” My friend Sarah Waltz was buggin’ me. She was usually the first to notice my quietness. I felt her pretty and brown hair hang over my shoulder as she leaned over me.

“Wow,” she said. “That’s pretty good. Who is he?”

“Nobody. Just a silly ol’ drawin’ is all.” I hardly ever looked up when I was sketchin’ somethin’.

“Girls. Look. She’s drawing a handsome boy again. Look.” Molly Timber and Sarah Waltz hopped up from Julie’s bed and came over.

Molly Timber and Sarah Waltz were close friends. City girls. Both of em. I met them all through my overly popular cousin, Julie Lockhart. All four of em were really, really pretty. I mean gorgeous. Molly and Sarah were all curvy with long and lovely brown hair. Julie had a nice body too and I envied her hair the most. Long, blonde (dyed) and wavy and it reached her lower back.

I was the weird redhead with a face full of freckles and a weird county dialect. I’m about five foot five, slim I suppose but nowhere near as gorgeous as those ol’ city girls. It frustrated me sometimes, I tell you what.

They all gathered round’ me and started envadin’ my personal space and all. Molly said, “Oh my goodness. He’s so handsome. Who is he?”

“Nobody, I told ya. Now let me be,” I said. I was sittin’ in a chair a lil’ ways away from the bed. Close to Julie’s desk in case I decided to stop drawin’ in my lap. It gets tirin’ on my thighs and shoulders sometimes. I tried to give the ol’ hint and turned from em onto the desk.

Sarah reached over my shoulders and started getting’ all touchy. She grabbed my cheeks and pinched em. “Amy has a secret crush. Amy has a secret crush.” Boy let me tell ya. I hated it when she did that. Always grabbin’ on me.

I swatted her way. “I ain’t got no crush. Now leave me be. Ya made me smudge the shadin’ all wrong.” I started erasin’ my mistake delicately.

“Amy Conrad do you have a secret boyfriend?” It was Julie talkin’ in her overly sweet voice. She always wantin’ to know what boy I was datin’ or who I was likin’. She liked to see how handsome or not so handsome they were and compare em to the entourage of men she had beggin’ to date and even marry her.

I can’t stand it. Marry! I could barely find a decent guy and she had boys from left to right tossin’ her rings and what not. She never said yes though. Julie always ends up breakin’ some poor man’s heart.

“I ain’t got no boyfriend and I ain’t got no crush” I said softly. I turned to the picture feelin’ sad for myself an’ all. Julie had a better chance with a man like that on her worst day than I did on my best day. I started tuggin’ at my curly locks. Nervous habit and such.

Julie said, “Well what about Richardson? The boy with a boat. He was really cute. What happened, didn’t you enjoy your date with him? He says you haven’t called him back.”

I huffed. “The boat was nice and all. But.” I hesitated to speak. Julie said, “But what? What, Amy?”

I said, “All he did was talk about his cars and how his dad was some fancy ol’ CEO of a company. He didn’t let me talk or anything. When we went out to eat he didn’t pull out my chair or even open the door for me. When I told him about my college career he just kept going on about sports cars. He just ain’t my type is all.”

Julie did her signature heavy sigh and tilted her head back. She walked over to me and said, “Amy what’s not to like about him? He’s rich, his father is well connected and the boy is gorgeous. Wow. This is really good.”

She took my drawin’ when I stopped to clean my eraser. That’s the type of gal she was. Assumin’ it’s ok to just take somethin’ of mine. I didn’t yell at her though. I had a lot of love and respect for Julie. She let me move in with her so I could attend university.

She said, “Who is this boy? I haven’t seen him before.”

“Cause he don’t exist,” I took the sketchpad and closed it. “Just a fantasy that I’m waitin’ to come true.” I couldn’t help but watch her brush her hair in her beautiful black dress. She was gettin’ ready for a date.

“You can’t keep living in this fairytale world of yours Amy. I mean come on. It’s the 21st century for crying out loud. You won’t call Richardson because he didn’t open a door for you? Come on.”

I said, “It ain’t no fairytale. Some boy values chivalry and he’s lookin’ for a lady like me who respects that. I ain’t gonna compromise my dream for nobody. Richards is rude and selfish, I tell you what.”

Molly and Sarah were laughin’ softly to themselves behind me. Julie came to me and said, “I’m not going to compromise my dream for anyone. Stop talking like that Amy. You’re not out in the country anymore. No man wants a woman who sounds uneducated.”

Day 4 of 30. Blog Challenge!

That day I was reminded of the horrifying truth. Humanity was not safe. Our smiles were fake. Our laughs were forced. Our sad truth was we were all terrified and hopeless. For the first time in our existence we were on the edge of extinction. We hid behind gigantic walls made from unworldly metal hoping that the monsters couldn’t get inside. We were fools to think we were safe.

I watched as they broke through the city wall. One by one the giant insects flew inside our city and ate one person after another. All we could do was run and hope the person beside us was the one to get eaten. I deserved to die that day. But she sacrificed herself for me. She was brave when I was a coward. My best friend allowed herself to be eaten so I could live. Shameless.

With her blood on my hands I swore this one single thing. I will erase every single one of those monsters from the face of the Earth…

“No. I’m not letting you.” I began dragging her home. She begged for me to let her go but I refused. “I’m not letting you get yourself killed. I can’t lose you. Nothing can happen while we’re in these walls. We’re safe…”

Then it happened. The entire area went black. Jill and I stared at the ground, trying to figure out why the light had gone out. Then we both looked at the ceiling. It was so frightening. Thousands of gigantic pink eyes were staring at us. Its entire body covered the ceiling.

“It’s…it’s one of them,” I muttered. “It’s a benevolence.” I held her hand trying not to shake. “It can’t get in. The ceiling is too strong. None of them have broken through in over one hundred years.”

It opened its mouth and screamed. It sounded like a woman screaming for her life. It was so loud we had to cover our ears. I was so scared that I got on my knees, shaking. I couldn’t stop staring at it. It had mountains of razor sharp teeth. Its long and purple tongue slithered on the ceiling’s surface as steam came from it. I couldn’t even speak or move.

But Jill stood tall as she pulled out her swords. The blades formed as she stared the monster down.

“If it does come in, I’ll cut the bastard down. I’m not afraid of it. I’m going to be humanity’s savior. I’m going to take back our land, Wyatt. Just you watch.”

The creature screamed again. As soon as it did there was a loud crashing noise followed by fierce shaking from the ground. A wave of dust and debris rushed from the south gate as we heard boulders crash into the buildings. I looked back with fear. The south gate had been destroyed. It was still so quiet but I knew.

“They’re going to get in,” I muttered. “The benevolence are going to come inside and eat us all alive.” I held my head as my body started shaking fiercely. My tears fell one after another.

Jill turned towards the gate. “I’ll kill every last one.” She sprinted off fiercely. My body quickly lurched for her. I raised my hand for her but something stopped me. I was still shaking. With my other hand I placed the one reaching for Jill down. I watched as she ran towards the gate.

In seconds there was screaming and commotion. Everyone began running out of their homes and away from the south gate, trying to escape. I could hear the giants screaming as they attacked people and flew the skies. Soldiers began fighting them off.

Everyone kept racing past me. I was still on the ground staring in Jill’s direction. She had disappeared. More and more screams blasted throughout the city.

I covered my ears. “Make it stop! Make it stop!” I was crying at the top of my lungs. Suddenly my body jumped a few feet up as the ground shook. A gigantic shadow was over me. I looked and for the first time, I saw a benevolence up close.

It had golden hairs all over its massive body. Its head was tiny compared to the rest of its body. It was round and filled with what seemed to be thousands of pink eyes. On its back were four colossal sized wings, flapping rapidly against the air. I could see why they had their name. The creature was, it was beautiful.

I watched as it grinned at me, slowly creeping its way to me on its six legs. Without any warning it let out a horrifying scream. This one sounded like an old man in pain. All I could do was scream. I couldn’t even move. I screamed for Jill to come save me.

The benevolence grinned as its tongue shot at me. I watched as it came feet away. Out of nowhere one of the resistance came and slashed through the tongue. It fell to the ground, burning everything around it as the monster screamed in pain.

The soldier landed in front of me,. “Get out of here kid! Hurry!” But I couldn’t move. All I could do was watch as the monster lunched its head out. The soldier jumped away but another tongue grew from the creature’s mouth. The soldier screamed madly as the tongue burned him alive.

Suddenly I was on my feet running for the north gate. I cried for Jill. She was all I had left and the only one I knew to go to.

I pushed through the people fleeing from the gate. Some tried to pull me with them. “It’s not safe!” They said. But I had to find Jill. When I made it to the gate, I was horrified.

“JILL!!” The right side of her body had been crushed by a bolder. I raced to her. “Jill! Oh no, Jill!”

She smiled and quickly coughed up blood. “Wyatt.” I tried with all of my might to push the bolder off. She was trapped.

She said, “I never got to see it. I never got to see the outside. You were right. Stupid.”

“NO!” I pushed harder and harder. “It’s not stupid! It’s a great dream, Jill. I’m going to help you out of here. Then we’ll go see the outside world together!” I pushed harder and harder.

“Wyatt. I can feel it. I’m going to die. I feel really, really cold and tired. I’m going to die beneath this stupid rock, never to see the outside world.” She was crying.

“No! We’re going to see the outside world together! Now help me push this off of you. Jill I need you! I need you damn it!”

She coughed up more blood. As I tried pushing the rock off, a benevolence caught glimpse of us. Slowly it began crawling towards us.

Jill watched it. “Wyatt. If you stay, the both of us are going to die. You have to run.”

I pushed with all of my might. “No,” I cried. “I’ll run as soon as I get you out of here. I’m not leaving you!”

She said, “I’m not going to be humanity’s savior. Am I, Wyatt?”

“Of course you will be! Stop talking negative and help me!”

As I tried to push, my hands slipped and I ran into the boulder face first. I held my bleeding nose as I fell down, crying pitifully as I bled. The benevolence was a few yards away.

“Wyatt run,” she begged. “I’m done for. But you can live. Wyatt you have to live. Live and someday see the outside world for me. Kill these monsters and become humanity’s savior.” She took off her bkf gear and handed it to me.

I took it slowly. She kept telling me to run as the monster came closer and closer. I had two choices. Run or fight. I knew how to use the gear. My hands shook as I held the bag.

“I can fight. I can fight. I can fight,” I said in tears. I screamed madly as I gave the bolder one last push. But it was useless. The benevolence stood over Jill and I. As I stood, the monster let out the scream of a woman.

The wind behind its scream shot me back several yards. My body slammed against a wooden building. As I fell to the ground I lost my breath. All I could do was watch as the monster dug Jill out. She never screamed. It crushed her with its legs before grabbing her with its tongue. With one gulp, it swallowed her whole. She was gone. Jill Canson, my best friend, my everything had been robbed from me. Eaten alive by one of humanity’s thieves.

Samantha Black: Character Origin and Creation. (Blog Challenge Day 1x)

So far I’m pretty terrible with this challenge. My last post was Saturday and it’s Wednesday. Last night a friend of mine told me I was doing horrible with the challenge. My response was, “You read my blog??”  I was aware that bloggers checked it out but when I found out that a friend looks at it REGULARLY I got pretty touched and inspired. In short I promised her to tackle this challenge hard.

For this post I’ve decided to do a character breakdown for one of my main characters from Love Bleeds Red, Samantha Black. Love Bleeds Red is the second book I’ve decided to try and publish. I’ve decided to write about her character origin and creation to share how I come up with characters. Originally I was going to write about Aliyah Conrad from my debut novel, Hero’s Romance. But I’ve really been into LBR lately so I chose Samantha.

Her character is heavily inspired by a high school crush I had with a girl named, Samantha Goodford who went by Sammi. She was singled out at her school and didn’t have too many friends. Yet she was extremely blissful and happy. Not to mention very attractive. She dressed like a scene kid and had glossy red hair. I thought she was the coolest girl ever and just drew to her. Eventually we got together.

Samantha Black’s character stems from Sammi in a lot ways. Especially the night’s curse. The curse makes virtually everyone including family fear or detest Samantha Black. Complete strangers will avoid or become disgusted with her presence alone due to the bad vibes her energy throws off. To add to that the curse makes her nearly immortal. For two hundred years she had to face solitude and torment until she eventually learned how to blend with humans.

During her second century of being cursed she meets Thomas who for some reason is immune to the effects of her curse. She’s instantly surprised when he sits with her during lunch and quickly gets cautious. She thinks he’s going to be cruel but is again surprised when Thomas is kind and seems genuine in nature. Not only that, he has love for her. His kindness and genuine nature eventually captivates her heart.

What I like the most about this story is that it has a strong mix of realities I’ve lived. Sammi didn’t really have friends until I met her. She wasn’t an immortal vampire or anything supernatural. But as far as solitude and ridicule went Sammi and Samantha are relatable. The only time someone spoke to Sammi was to make fun of her. She had it pretty bad with bullying because she was so different as far as dressing and personality went.

For this book I took a life experience and added fantasy and fiction to it. The outcome was this amazing and mind blowing story filled with unique characters. Samantha Black is my most favored character because I feel that she’s the most original and interesting TO ME. As I put more and more books out I’m sure readers will disagree.

I originally wrote Love Bleeds Red to help Sammi with depression back in high school. She used to hurt herself and it really tore me up. You have this beautiful and amazing person. She’s kind, funny and wouldn’t harm a fly. Yet it seemed like no one could see what I did. No one could understand the beauty I saw. So through a story I showed Sammi what it was I saw. Simplistic beauty.

When I tell people the story behind Samantha Black’s origin they all ask where Sammi is and why I’m not with her. Sammi moved out of the country when we were in high school. For a while we stayed in contact. But over time life just sort of pulled us apart. I do miss her at times though. That’s why I’m glad Samantha Black was created. I will never forget Sammi because part of her became my story. When I finally share the story with the world I’m dedicating it to her. Full name and everything. Maybe one day she’ll read it and remember the story she inspired and all the times I sent her chapter after chapter. Who knows what could happen.

I thought it would be fun to do a post about character creation and give some insight on my process. I feel like that’s one of the questions I get asked the most whenever someone finds out I’m an author. The blunt answer is dreams and life experiences. I have yet to create a meaningful character purely from nothing. Most of my characters are made from some sort of dream I hold or memory I made with someone. Even supporting characters.

That’s pretty much all I have to give about Samantha Black’s creation. I can’t say too much without giving major spoilers. I haven’t given much mention about this story. So I can imagine how confused or intrigued some people will get with her description alone.  I like Samantha Black’s character so much that I’m deeply considering making a graphic novel based on LBR. But that’s another post for another day.

Starting the Year Off With a Kick! Comic Books and Novels.

Hello, followers and bloggers, writers and, of course, readers! This post was meant to be up a few days ago. But I’m glad I still managed to find the time to do it.

I love this!  I’m on the rise! I have a goal to reach 1,000 followers by Jan 1st, 2016. Follow me! I’ll follow you write back. I will be pretty active this year. Don’t be surprised if you see me leave comments on your page…

Last year I published my first novel, Hero’s Romance. Its success has surprised me to extremes I never thought would happen. I don’t want to make it seem like the book is making me millions. That’s not the case. But the fact that it is still selling and I’ve had a few book signings still blows my mind. All at the age of 20-21.

Last year in general was really huge for me. I feel as though I did a lot of self-finding. Not only did I release my first book, I traveled to Great Britain ALONE. It was my first time going overseas AND being on an airplane. But everything went stellar. I saved up the money for tickets and the hotel and spending money. My family helped me a little but I did the bulk of the work. That’s EXTREME.

I’m not rich and I’m not a genius. I don’t have any rare talents (except for writing and art I guess). I am just a regular person and yet I have been doing all of this stuff mostly by myself. Publishing a book and traveling overseas at 20-21 isn’t something every individual can say they’ve done. Last year was huge to me because for myself, I’ve proved that ordinary people can do extraordinary things IF they are willing to work hard.

My experience in England has changed me entirely. My mind is more open than it used to be. My optimism and persistence have reached new extremes. The major thing I notice the greatest change in is my confidence. Everything that I’ve been doing since I’ve been back has had an extra kick to it. I hadn’t noticed it until my uncle pointed it out to me when I was doing concept art for the comic book I’m creating.

I trust myself more and I’ve stopped second guessing every single detail. That’s not just with art either. It’s with my writing, the way I talk and even dress. I’ve stopped stressing on perfection and started focusing on just being happy in all of the areas of my life. And honestly it’s been a GREAT year so far. My stories are great, my artwork is coming along great and I’m even doing well with saving up!

This year I want to focus on self-mastery. That is my new year’s resolution. Mastering who I am. That’s what I want for myself by 2016. When you’re the king of you, it seems like nothing ever gets you down. With that out of the way, off to my UPDATE.

Alright so for this past month I’ve been working on concept art for my comic book and story drafts.


Where is Dreamland? had my eye for a very long time. Before I went to England I finished its first draft and did the book work. It looks amazing. The interior text and formatting is WAY better than Hero’s Romance.I’m really proud with how this came out. The cover art was done by my friend Jemma. She’s the reason I traveled to England. I’ll have to post about my trip sometime. Where Is Dreamland? was the book I bragged about before leaving and was supposedly releasing it this spring BUT as soon as I got back my motivation for the book kind of just dimmed down. Love Bleeds Red (another book I’ve been writing for 3 years) caught my eye.



I started editing/revising the first chapter. A week later I’m on chapter Five. 80 pages worth of revisions/editing have been done. I doubt I’ll stop until it’s finished. This is draft 3 and I like it even more than before. I realize that I mention alot of stories. It’s giving me ideas on future posts. I’ll share synopses sometime this week.

Lastly. My progress with my comic book is coming along pretty smoothly. I have ideas of creating an apocalyptic fairy-tale where this girl wakes up in the middle of her city. The city she once knew has suddenly become ruins filled with beanstalks and mythical creatures, both good and bad, roaming the streets. She realizes her parents are missing and goes to search for them. Along the way she gets mixed in with a story that will forever change her life.

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Our protagonist’s name is Gina Malition. Her name comes from the word “imagination” split into a first and last name, then scrambled.  She has went through several design changes and name changes. Her name changing was mainly due to me forgetting letters in imagination. Her first name was Natali Magon. Then it was Natali Magioni. I realized that somehow I added an L and I think it’s because I wasn’t thinking when I was scrambled imagination. I took the i thinking it was an L. L’s look like capital I’s when you don’t pay attention.

I’m pretty sure that’s her outfit and name. Her character design isn’t definite. But I’m leaning towards the middle two pictures. I’ll keep my blog updated. I will probably split up post about my writing and comic book because this post is way too long.

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Book Writing, Publishing Books and Creating a Graphic Novel



Hey there bloggers, writers and followers! I managed to update my page within a month. I am very serious about getting back into the groove of blogging. I even have ideas to have them written days before they are even placed online. I have decided to post about mainly my writing career. But when there’s nothing to share, I will post about my interests, daily life and books that I am reading. For this post I will just share current progress with my career.

My goal for the summer was to have one or two story drafts written. I hadn’t realized that I completed the goal until yesterday. Love Bleeds Red: Daywalker and Beyond a Lifetime: Through the Veil, were my story writes for the summer. They both need revising and editing before I think about releasing them. I made that summer goal so I get in the habit of finishing books instead of only starting them.

My main focus right now is finishing “Where is Dreamland?” The manuscript has 111 pages at the moment.  Lately I’ve been struggling with writer’s block but instead of going to different projects I keep writing. Ideally, I want to be finished writing this by late October or early November. Revisions would start late December, then editing. I think it would be pretty cool to have this published around the time Hero’s Romance was released, but there is no rush. I’ll keep everyone updated.


I’m not sure if I mentioned this before, but I also have plans to start a comic book. Originally it was supposed to be based on Hero’s Romance. But now I’m not sure. Aside from the plot, I’ve been working on a new art style. This one borders realism. My old style looked a lot like anime/manga, which is fine, but I feel like it’s overused a lot today. So I’ve been practicing realism by drawing people. Mainly celebrities.


I don’t necessarily hate my old art style. But I do like this new one more. It looks more mature in my eyes.



I’m no artist. But I really like the way this is coming along. An old friend sat with me yesterday and showed me a few things that should help me improve. I post pictures every day on Instagram. I’m thinking about starting my own Youtube channel to show how I draw and also talk about my books, writing. A vlog basically. It would be a great way to inspire people and motivate them to follow their dreams like I am.