As I was equipped with a Kodak Easyshare, and aboard a rickety canoe, I wasn’t able to capture as clear images as I had desired. I utilized the GIMP sharpen mask to try and get things back into shape.
I was searching through my photography and video collections, in hopes of finding something worth posting (and catching up with what posts I’ve missed in the postaday2012 challenge), when I had the idea of capturing a frame in one video, upon seeing the shadow of a horse and I. With GIMP, I added some extra effects to bring the graphic “to life,” although not without the consistent combo of CTRL | CMD + Z (undo). The scattered bits of pixel are due to a mishap with the “magic wand.”
At 33,487 words and eleven chapters, the primary story is completed, with only the epilogue left to wrap up which I estimate will be about three chapters long and should be finished on schedule (God willing).
Jake looked up in trepidation at the enormous boiler before him from which all sorts of wicked mists were produced. It hissed with the malevolence of the fiercest cobra, and its inward flame roared like a hungry lion.
Burbero stood behind Jake, observing his reaction with a laugh. “Oho! It’s not all bad as that, stowaway. She grumbles like my Nonna, but has the temperament of a dove!”
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After meeting my writing quota today, I made a teaser for my novel via Garage Band and iMovie. Made for the fun of it, not to attract readership.
The first sentence of the prologue is revealed: “I woke to the sound of the crashing waves.”
The animation reveals two of the novel’s primary locations.
At the moment, I’m focusing on refining my still-art skills through Art Academy.
Via today’s lesson, my subject is a pear, which has been placed in grayscale for an easier model.
My sketches have been rough at best, though improvement is on the horizon!
In order to prevent confusion with other organizations, my novel now has the working title: Project Ordine. The changes will be in effect on the site very soon.
Below is an excerpt from the seventh chapter. Certain names have been replaced [ ] with more generic appellations in order to prevent certain plot points from being revealed:
Romanesque – it is a word with fantastic image inducing qualities capable of sending one back in time to an era of much finer and more elaborate architectural design. It exudes curving forms and engraved figures, dramatic arches and extraordinary proportions. In these regards, romanesque is the perfect word to describe the [Enemy] headquarters in Siberia.
Why someone would ever desire to build a base in Siberia is beyond me, [Susan] thought to herself as a fierce chill overcame her and the agents around her. Moments ago they had descended from their assault chopper when the rotor, too, seemed to whine in complaint as the cold set upon it. Now they were in the blinding white of a Soviet Union wasteland, attempting to locate the hiding place of the infamous [Moriarty de Mort]. In such a place it felt as if time itself stood still, lost in oblivion – it was no wonder the German troops had so readily lost their ground in World War II, for it was such a surreal and bitter setting. Another gust of wind ravaged their party, albeit this time it served some use. The snow momentarily parted before them, revealing an ominous monolith in the distance. They had arrived.
The first imagery presented in my novel is that of crashing waves (and a rude awakening to boot). Within the prologue, it sets a mysterious tone for the novel, albeit does not come to fruition until the seventh chapter. It was also the first passage I turned to when I began systematically revising my novel for stylistic disruptions.
Below are photographs I’ve taken on my travels, any guess as to where? Or what [type of] body of water? The answer may seem surprising.
The location was by far not the most striking, as Oregon, Ireland, or France. Although I attained some nice compositions, with some slight altering to return them to their intended beauty.
I first began work on the novel (working title) Project Ordine two years
ago when my writing was undergoing tremendous refinement. My whole outlook on storytelling was given a major transformation, and I started to pick up on elements I hadn’t noticed before.
Looking back at the first few chapters, I’ve been quite nearly appalled at how crudely constructed some thoughts were, especially at such a vital time of the story where a significant portion of background information is provided.
Even upon examination of my two-page prologue, I found ideas that I once stubbornly clasped onto as artful prose, disrupted the flow of the story and took away from the suspense which would initially draw the reader in. After a few necessary revisions, however, the issue was remedied. Nevertheless, there still remains much to reform.
I was surprised to have received very little negative feedback from my chosen readers (a small group of acquaintances, friends, and family). The errors were most certainly quite subtle, but they seemed to form such a maelstrom, I would have supposed an outcry.
Such, it would seem, is the retrospection of a literary perfectionist (in terms of mine own manuscripts [time to mix a little bit of Shakespeare into the blog posts]).
- Project Labyrinth: Setting a Deadline (adventurewriter.wordpress.com)