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This month the theme is fantasy in other eras.

The freebie is The Lady of Athens.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

Update: 2nd April

Even though I promised myself I wouldn’t leave all the writing I needed to do for the setting rentals and character adoptions until the end of the month that was exactly what I did. Part of the problem is that I’m still getting into a routine and sometimes it doesn’t work out the way I hoped it to for one reason or another. Before we moved I didn’t have as many things that I had to do, like the washing and making sure we both eat, so I’m learning to work it all in. I think it would all be a lot easier if I lived alone, but I don’t, so I have to work with James as best I can. He’s not always easy to work with, unfortunately, and there are days when it would be nice to just curl up in a ball pretending the rest of the world doesn’t exist. Hopefully we won’t have so much of a problem with sleeping patterns because he gave up one of his jobs. He’s been working nights at one store and then switching to a day schedule for one day shift before going back to nights, which had been affecting him more the longer he did it. Now we should just have night shifts, which will make everything simpler.

My new netbook has been ordered, but at the moment I’m still using the laptop. The keyboard is getting easier to use and if it was more portable I don’t think I’d have a problem switching permanently. Unfortunately, due to a screen problem, the laptop is more of a desktop, so moving it around it pretty much impossible.  My only worry is that the company I’m buying from is using a delivery service that is known to have problems and I can’t track it yet. I’m thinking that’s probably due to Easter, so I’m not as bothered by it as I will be if I’m still having the same problem in a couple of days time.

I’ve edited a story, Liadan, because of some feedback about how I phrased her feelings about being in relationship with more than one person and tried to show why she feels that way. I’ve updated the character list for the World Walkers collection, so I have a better idea of which worlds I need to write more stories for and which stories I want to post that I have already written. In the next couple of days I’ll be posting the rest of Riordan: The First World Walker, because it is one of my favourites, and hopefully writing the next part. I’ll also be posting some non-canon stories for the Thear collection, because I feel like writing so many words and then not posting them would be a waste.

Remember that I’ll continue any story if you donate and let me know what you want to see more of. That’s part of the fun of crowdfunding – thrown some money in the tip-jar and I’ll write some more of your favourite story.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

The World Walkers: Athare: Frane: An Uncomfortable Landing

It had been worth a try. As Frane knelt on the ground trying to push away the nausea he felt he kept reminding himself that he would have been executed if they hadn’t walked through Auberon’s door. Even though it hadn’t worked the way a normal door would have done Frane was obviously somewhere that wasn’t the jail. He just wasn’t with any of the eleven other ‘demons’ who had also chosen life. For all he knew he was the only one who’d survived the journey, but at least he was alive. Alive and kneeling on the ground of what could only be another world.

Slowly, breathing deeply because he still didn’t feel normal after the tumultuous journey, Frane looked around. There was a tree he thought he recognised, but he couldn’t be certain. It was something that happened occasionally, even when he was on a world that he’d never visited before, because he always wanted to be somewhere he knew. Exploring a new world could be wonderful, but most of the time it was just terrifying. Once he’d had a family who cared about him, until one of the natural doors had deposited him on another world, and he hadn’t yet managed to find his way back, even though he’d been trying his hardest to find one.

“Good morning,” a male voice said, making Frane jump. “Would you like a drink of water? I promise you it’s safe.”

“That sounds great,” he replied, before thinking about what he was doing.

A bottle was placed next to him and Frane turned to look at the man who’d been kind enough to share his water with a stranger. He looked young, but his eyes were old, which described almost all the demons Frane had met over the years. Summoning a weak smile he picked up the bottle, unscrewed the lid, and sipped the water carefully in an attempt to settle his stomach.

“I’m Leolin.”

“Really?” Frane couldn’t stop himself from looking once more at the stranger, unable to believe he’d really ended up on the same world as the man they’d been searching for. “Sorry, it’s just…”

“You can talk to me, if you want to. Don’t feel like you have to tell me your story if you aren’t ready to.” Leolin smiled. “I know that some travellers never wanted to be what they are.”

Frane bit his lip, before nodding. “I think it’s just the journey.” He drank a little more water. “Some of them are more difficult that others.”

“Do you know where you are?”

“No.” frane looked around again, still feeling like he recognised one of the trees and, possibly, the purple flower that was blooming next to Leolin. “It seems familiar, but it’s easy for the mind to trick itself.”

“You’re on Athare.”

“What?”

“I take it you didn’t want to be on this world.”

Shaking his head, Frane started trying to push himself into a standing position. He had no idea where the nearest door was but he needed to find it quickly before the Council realised he was gone. Leolin didn’t say anything, instead gently wrapping an arm around Frane to help him stand, and it was nice to have someone there to help him. He’d never had that before, because he didn’t dare get close to anyone after what had happened.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.