6/17/18

Character Arcs // Why You Need Them and How to Start Writing Them


Let me just throw this rambling at you about a certain thing I see missing from YA novels time and time again:

Character arcs are SO important!!

Without them, the whole point of the story is meaningless. True, there are probably some exceptions (there are always exceptions), but overall stories would be empty if the character reached the end without learning anything.

Would The Lord of the Rings be as amazing and touching if Frodo returned to the Shire in the end and went back to being the plucky young hobbit he once was?

Would The Voyage of the Dawn Treader be as amazing if Eustace ending up not being redeemed and went on with his bullying ways to the very last page?  

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I myself have changed so much over these years, and I haven’t even gone on a quest or led a worldwide rebellion against the government (yet)!


The first step to working towards your character’s arc is to give your characters flaws and shortcomings.

For example, one of my characters, Piper Anson, is a super optimistic happy-go-lucky teenage girl.

 Now, at first these aspects of her personality appear good, and in a way, they are, but along with being super optimistic, she’s also super unrealistic and naïve, even to the point of being selfish. 

Because of this, Piper leaves her brother who is suffering with depression and from being bullied to deal with their mom’s hospitalization alone in order to pursue a wild dream in hopes of earning money for her mom’s hospital bill. Obviously, this plan doesn’t work out like she thought, and she finds herself realizing the mistake she’s made.


Character flaws are easy to come up with, simply take the good things about your character’s personality and show the bad side to them.

Is your character super cheerful and spunky? They might also have a harder time empathizing with people and holding their tongue.

Are they super sweet and creative? They could also have problems socializing and feeling like they fit in.

Character traits are often paradoxes, there are pros and cons to everything, and showing this creates a more complex feeling to your plot, as well as making your characters feel like relatable human beings.

Getting back to character arcs, once you’ve established your character’s strength and weaknesses, consider what they need to learn in your story. At the end of their journey what about them has changed?
In the Hunger Games Katniss Everdeen realizes that she is weaker but simultaneously stronger than she thought, she also learns that humanity is a super important and fragile thing. 

In Nothing Left to Burn, Audrey learns that there is a difference between love and obsession and that the truth isn’t always as clear as she thought it was.


How has your story defined your character, how do they see themselves now? How has the changes in their lives affected their view on the world? How are their relationships now? And do they know something they didn’t know before?

The song I Know Things Now from Into the Woods illustrates this pretty well, in the song, Red Riding Hood sings about how she was deceived by the Wolf’s charms. “Nice is different than good,” she sings, showing that she has learned that there is a line between charming and authentic.

All in all, arcs are very significant, they add a sense of direction and satisfaction. 

How do you write character arcs?
What are some of your favorite arcs in fiction?
And what flaws do your characters have?

Happy Writing,

6/15/18

Short Notice


I'm going to be very busy these next three days, normally I would post something today, but my post isn't ready yet and I won't be able to post it until either this Sunday night or Monday.

I also probably won't be able to respond to comments or emails.

I thought about not posting anything, but I decided to let y'all know before I disappear from the blogosphere shortly. I always try my best to comment on y'all's posts, so I am sorry for anything I may miss!

Stay awesome,

(also I blocked comments on this because I know spammers are going to try to spam my posts while I'm away... I JUST KNOW IT. Also, it's a tad bit overwhelming to turn on your phone after a few days and get flooded with a thousand emails from different things, so I'm cutting it down a bit). 

6/11/18

8 Books on My TBR List I Hope to Read This Summer

^^^Wow, would you look at all the hard work I put into this header??? Admire the fonts, the overlays, the shading, the- oh, wait I decided to be lazy and just upload a picture from Unsplash without editing it first? Oops.

This post was inspired by the lovely Mira's post, go over to her blog and thank her, because I know y'all were dying to see what I hope to read this summer... *crickets* 

Okay, maybe not, but either way that's too bad because THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE GETTING TODAY.  


I've read a lot of mixed reviews on this one, but it sounds good and I'm hoping it will restore my faith in coming-of-age novels.


So, I watched this book's trailer and it was really good (watch it here), and I really love this cover for some reason.


This cover though...😍 (Yes, I judge books on their covers, so what??) also, I've been looking for some YA thrillers to read this summer, so I hope this one turns out to be good.

 SUPER HYPED FOR THIS!!! I actually ordered it a few days ago, and now I wait... in agony...


This looks SO GOOD! I've been meaning to read it, so I hope this summer I will get around to picking it up.

This book sounds so interesting! Also, can we just admire that cover, because wow, it's lovely.


The ending of the first book was NOT OKAY, so yes, I need this one asap.


Although I love YA, there is always a huge sense of nostalgia and comfort when I read middle-grade books, and this cover and title=irresistible.

What books are you hoping to read this summer?

Happy Writing,

6/8/18

Of Broken Things and Paint Splatterings // Alex POV SNIPPETS

Here I am, on a Friday, with nothing to blog about.
So ya know, I'm just going to cheat all of y'all by not putting out actual content, and instead throw some snippets at y'all and call it a day. 
You're welcome. xxx
Before I throw these snippets at you, I thought I'd give a brief update: 

Currently, I am only writing from Alex's point of view, he's the only one I've been able to connect with so far, so yeah. After finishing his story, I plan on going back and working on Josh's and Piper's POV. But anyway, that's where I'm at right now with this. 

Also, I'm still fixing a lot of plotholes, so I cannot 100% ensure that all of these snippets will be in the final draft of this book. 
Okay, I'm done. Let's hand it over to Alex Anson:

I fight the urge to run. There’s three of them and one of me. Running would only be like a rabbit running from a pack of wolves, and I won’t give them the thrill of the chase. 

    I’m so lost in thought that I barely feel Ethan’s fist slam into my face. The world whirls around me as I stumble back, my foot catches on a rock, and I hit the ground, hard. There is an awful sound of my teeth hitting each other, the taste of salt and dust fill my mouth.
 And I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe.
I CAN’T BREATHE.
 Someone gasps, and I realize it was me. I’m hunched over, pulling at my hair, my phone clatters to the ground. 
“When will Mom get out?” I hear myself whisper.
Piper’s shoulders sag even more, “She’s in a coma, Alex, people wake up after a few days or weeks…years…” She trails off, glancing back at the sink.
“Sometimes never.” I finish for her.
“What are we going to do?”
I can’t answer her, I stumble into my room, locking the door. My throat keeps getting tighter and tighter, I fumble for my phone and earbuds. Collapsing on my bed, I turn the volume all the way up. Music blasts through my ears, it drowns out my thoughts, the world, the feeling of fear in my stomach. It pauses it all. It’s perfect.
 When something bad happens you always expect the world to stop and mourn with you, the sun shouldn’t be shining the day after a disaster, the sky should be grey, not blue.
Somehow, New Britain Connecticut missed this memo because I wake up to the sun shining down on my face, it’s so blindly bright, even with my eyes closed.
“Alex?” Piper’s voice is distant.
I stay still. Every morning I go through this, I don’t want to face the day, I don’t want to go to school, I don’t want to be here. Today the feeling is ten times worse.
“Alex.”
“Alex doesn’t exist,” I murmur, rolling over and burying my face in my pillow.
What did y'all think? *hides*
Happy Writing,

6/5/18

Notice something different?


Nope! I didn't get a haircut.

And no, my braces are still, sadly, on my teeth.

Panicking yet?
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I got a new blog header!





I did like my old blog look, but I thought that since it was summer I should get something happier and less grungy. 

Thus, we have new blog graphics and a header!

And I know, this probably gets annoying, I'm sorry. I just like fiddling around with graphics, and I made one I liked last night, so I'm trying it out.


You can actually see what my blog looked like through the months here. There are six pictures of my old blog looks on there, so feel free to laugh at me, I laughed too looking through them (also take note how desperate I was for followers from my GFC description).

I'm still relatively new to blogging, which I know I can't say forever since my blog is now one and a half years old. I mean, I'm not sure when I won't count as a baby blogger?? A lot of people have been blogging for four or even more years on here, and then I see new spring bloggers popping up on here (welcome, by the way!). But I still feel like I am a part of the newest blogging generation on blogger. 


So anyway, that's all I really wanted to point out! I considered just posting a normal post and seeing who noticed, but ehhh. This is more fun.

Thank you all for bearing with my indecisiveness!

What do you think?
Was my old blog look better?

Happy Writing,

6/1/18

You're NOT a Writer


I always struggle to start a new story, maybe it's because my brain is still caught up in my last work, or maybe I just have commitment issues when it comes to continuing a new WIP.


This year, however, I have found myself struggling even more than usual to find the motivation to sit down and just write.

My brain felt fried. I assumed it was due to some stress I was dealing with, so I let myself slack off on writing, only to find that when I sat back down again to write that I had nothing.

I sat down at my desk, put in my earbuds, turned on some music at low volume, opened Word, and then just stared at that blinking cursor.
Minutes turned into hours. Hours turned into days, and days turned into weeks. Occasionally, I would get an idea and finally type a sentence or two onto my screen, but still, it was going so painfully slow.

After a while, I realized I was waiting, which sounds and is ridiculous.

Waiting for what? My fairy godmother to appear in my room, wave her wand and sing "bippity-boppity-boo, your writing woes are through"?

Truth is, I was waiting for inspiration, and inspiration wasn't coming. I fell into a trap that so many have fallen into before me.

After realizing this, I forced myself to write.

And I liked it. I didn't realize how much I missed just writing. I had forgotten how getting completely lost in your story felt.

But it wasn't and still isn't easy. Some days I have to force myself to actually write all over again. Some days I feel like I'm not getting anywhere with my WIP. Some days I want to delete every single word.

But other days, I love my story. Other days I want nothing else but to write and slip into my own world where anything is possible. Some days the magical possibilities of my WIP make me forget all about the trouble of forcing myself to write. And I realize how lucky I am to like writing, and how much I adore writing.

So for all of y'all reading this, if your Word file looks like this every time you open it:

Just know that you can do it. Put your fingers on your keyboard and write your heart and soul out.

In the words of Dan Poynter, "If you wait for inspiration to write you're not a writer, you're a waiter."

Have you ever found yourself being a waiter instead of a writer? 

Happy Writing, 

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