Faith Kindred

Hahaha! My siblings are tough ones. They found literally every jump-rope in the house and wrapped them all ’round and around me until I looked like some sort of… mummy or something. It took me about seven minutes to wriggle free. I’m afraid I fail as Samson. 😉

Yes! I may have to write that someday… notice I’m pointedly vague about when ‘someday’ will happen. 😛
The story could have a co-MC in an aspiring police inspector whose assignment it is to find this terrifying hobby monster and bring him to justice.

Yes! Definitely. I love the logo. 😀

Quinn: We’re all in about the same place, Lady Anna. Thankfully, it seems we’re all fairly proficient with them.
*nods* Right, we stick close together and try to make as ambiguous conversation as we can until we find out what sort of man he is.

*chokes* The hobby monster… XD I love it!
Yes… This should totally be a thing. And there are so many hobbies we can work with here.

I just made some major changes to the appearance of the site. Let me know what you think.

The Hobby Monster, a thriller.

I could see that actually.

It would be best if the story had several points of view so we could see everybody being terrified of the hobby monster and trying to figure out who he is. Meanwhile, we can see him thinking himself as doing the only good thing someone in his position can do and draw pity on him.

You know you’re a writer when you let your little siblings tie you hand and foot to a dining chair ‘just so you can know what it feels like’.

Seriously. Do this. 😀

I just had this incredibly random thought I had to share.

What if we have a protagonist with a tragic background that has made him distrustful of people, so he turns to things for companionship— specifically, art. What if we have a shy, tragic art collector whose mission it is to go around saving great pieces of art from those who don’t value…[Read more]

Anna: “I don’t prefer any thought of dying, but we don’t actually know if anyone is in the house. If someone is, it’s as likely to be a monster as a person in this place, but if we’re going to look, let’s get it over with. And please keep your weapons ready.” *looks over shoulder as she starts for house* “I just have a dagger.”

Rameaux: “Well, one does prefer the thought of at least dying at the hands of something human. There is also the chance he may be friendly, so we may as well try it.”

Arianwen: *furrows brow in troubled frown* “And risk his wrath?” *glances at Quinn uncertainly* “If such is your wish, my lord. But I have only my knife remaining to me— how if he should attack us? And what of the legions of thralls my Lord Rameaux suspects him to command? If he is an enemy, we might as well walk into a wolf-lair armed only with…[Read more]

Quinn: I say we approach him. We could use someone who actually knows this area.

Yes, that’s an excellent one. I don’t think it’s used much unless to make a quick pithy moral either. That could make a great theme though.

🙂

I think a good thing to use as a driving force for a messed up protagonist would be peer pressure. Yeah, okay— preach, Kate, but really. You guys think peer pressure only exists today? No— people were still people back then, you know. 😛

Imagine a count or countess succumbing to peer pressure— all their influence would be thrown into…[Read more]

Rameaux: “No Madame, I am afraid it is you who have stepped into the past, or have you come into the future? These men are no sorcerers, but men of great status who by wealth and wit and even occasionally wisdom maintain great authority in the affairs of what goes around them.” I should say the man who reigns at that house boasts some thirty to…[Read more]

Arianwen: *sets mouth grimly* “A sorcerer? I have heard of these men of power. They are wholly and utterly evil. I have no strength against them— they have long disappeared out of my land, and are now only an evil rumor of memory. Have we stepped into the past?”

Rameaux: “It is from my own country, or one near it. That is the house of an a – a lord as you might call it, though you seem to call us all lords so perhaps I have muddled the terminology somewhat. Suffice it to say that that is the house of a man of power.”

Arianwen: *blinks in confusion* “What?”