Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

A big fat monarch butterfly caterpillar cocoon. It is hard, shiny, and ridged, colored in seafoam green. It has a little black stem at the top and the wings are clearly visible against the shell. Watermark: http://hmcgill.art.

The Final 10% is 90% of the Work

Well, I’ve done it. I wrote through each of the scenes in my new, concise and focused outline. I didn’t ‘believe’ anything that was happening as I was writing it, but on cursory glance-over, a lot of the characters feel visceral, real, and like they’re actively making decisions and speaking their mind.

The document, unformatted, is about sixty pages long. Screenplay formatting ought to at least double that. So it may be longer than necessary.

I have two scenes left to write: First is a court scene where Stone defends and exonerates all of the innocent folks in the inn, as well as explains what really happened to Margo, the murder victim.

The second scene is the intro scene to the whole catastrophe.

I’ve long had an idea of guiding the reader through the alleyways of Paris, until they get to the inn. I wonder if I can retrofit it to bring the reader into Paris, or if this is simply an undead darling that needs to die again. What I want to do is introduce the inn as:

  1. A place where people can get away from being overseen by those in power, and be themselves.
  2. Rough around the edges, but fine enough.
  3. Perhaps a bit strained by outside forces.
  4. A place that readers will care about, and will miss once it’s gone and the story’s over.

Additionally, I want to introduce the theme of friendly fire, collateral damage, and things done in the name of the ‘greater good’. There is a political movement in America that wholeheartedly believes the only ‘good’ things must happen at the cost of other’s joy. Pain is the only thing that makes something ‘real’. So, I want to address that, using the metaphor of how a king will order a farmer’s crops to be burned as the farmer retreats into the protection of his castle. The invaders must not get those crops. Therefore…no one gets them. The metaphor will extend to places of safety…ie, an inn. To ensure his people’s ‘safety’, a king would absolutely burn his own buildings.

I’m also uneasily juggling the idea of the hidden hero, who lets someone else take the stage as the driving force for half the book before calmly stepping in and being the only one actually capable of handling a demonic situation. I started out mocking these characters up as already knowing each other as rivals from University, but as I wrote it didn’t make that much sense. Stone needs to act as nothing more than a goldsmithery scribe until his real profession (necromancy) is revealed. It just seems more fun and interesting for everyone else to know Stone’s potential but this other guy does not. I need to figure out more details about how they’re supposed to interact.

Then, once new scenes are written, what remains is revision. I had wanted to do all that this month, but SAWgust wasn’t helpful this year. It seems to be only helpful when I have thumbnails and art ready to go. Otherwise I simply don’t get much feedback at all. Nobody really comments on writing progress.

In addition to that, I must respect freelance work. So, Warlock’d has slowed a bit, but I’m glad to get the chance to collect my thoughts on my progress because otherwise it would feel like I’d done no work on it at all. It turns out I’ve done plenty here and I should be happier with it.

But, I guess the anxiety comes creeping in as it always does. I’ve never felt like Warlock’d was completely welcome at the table. It’s not something people seek out to read. It’s sort of feeling like something I’m forcing. I’d like to be able to move past this but it’s hard with no one to chat it through with.

That said, I think I will finally complete it this year and be somewhat interested in my own writing. Hopefully interested enough to do the artwork for it.

As a result of volunteering, I was very late writing my blog post here. I hope to include further Cocoon Year posts as part of my SAWgust progress. Already, I’m making a lovely amount of progress on my screenplay version of this story.

August is the worst month, but at least I have SAWgust!

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Cocoon Year: Weeks 37 & 38

Cocoon Year: Weeks 37 & 38

Full Steam Ahead Revising continues to feel fun. As I sort out more and more of my creative projects going elsewhere, I have more time to return to Warlock’d. Having something on each page of the script — no matter how poorly-written — makes it feel like there’s...

Cocoon Year: Weeks 35 & 36

Cocoon Year: Weeks 35 & 36

The Joy of Revision These last two weeks have been quite busy with freelance work. In between I squeak in writing. I finally came up with a full-ish script, bar the first scene and a court scene for later in the book. Now, I am reading through the script from front...

Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

The Final 10% is 90% of the Work Well, I’ve done it. I wrote through each of the scenes in my new, concise and focused outline. I didn’t ‘believe’ anything that was happening as I was writing it, but on cursory glance-over, a lot of the characters feel visceral, real,...

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Cocoon Year: Weeks 29 & 30

Cocoon Year: Weeks 29 & 30

Digital art of a caterpillar mostly pupated, with its body scrunched up at the top into wrinkles and proto-wings clearly visible pressing against the shell of the green cocoon. The scrunchy caterpillar body has thick white, dark gray, and peach stripes. The art style has thin outlines and cel shading. Watermark at the bottom: http://hmcgill.art.

Cocoon Year: The Worst Month

Here’s a casual ranking of the months of the year. I really like October and November. Most other months are quite good for me, as the type of person who hunkers down by a large window and hopes rain will fall. June is all right, if a little sunny. All July has going for it is one poorly-designed holiday and traumatized cats.

And then the heat waves start.

August.

August is the worst month of the year for any vampire hermiting inside of a house without central air conditioning, and it’s easy to feel why.

Outside, the sunlight pierces, the air hangs humidly, my shirts get stinky and wet. Inside, the flies set up camp in the compost and my ears ring with the noise pollution of the portable air conditioner. A previously-walkable neighborhood becomes hostile. The asphalt soaks up sunrays and my feet sweat through the soles of my shoes. I become trapped in my own house. I must serve the whims of the housecat, who insists on all the windows being open lest she shred the blinds with her claws.

So anyway, August is my least favorite month. The office isn’t terribly comfortable and the cooler basement is a little too distracting to do much in.

Which is why I signed up to do SAWgust this year. This volunteer-run event is 31 days devoted to dreaming up a comics-related project and then getting it done. It is three years old as of this year. In year one, I created Amphiox. In year two, I ducked out very early on for lack of a concrete plan.

SAWgust is hosted on a MightyNetwork site. It is 100% free to join, even late.  

This year, I finally had an outline for Warlock’d, and a battle plan for what each scene was meant to portray in the story. So it naturally meant that that’s what I would do.

Goal: 120 pages in typical screenplay format.

As a little way of giving back to this community event, I decided to supply daily prompts to provoke other people into sharing about their projects. The prompts all have discussion questions that I may reveal later, but they also all look like this and can be used like Inktober prompts where necessary.

 

As a result of volunteering, I was very late writing my blog post here. I hope to include further Cocoon Year posts as part of my SAWgust progress. Already, I’m making a lovely amount of progress on my screenplay version of this story.

August is the worst month, but at least I have SAWgust!

Care to read more?

Cocoon Year: Weeks 37 & 38

Cocoon Year: Weeks 37 & 38

Full Steam Ahead Revising continues to feel fun. As I sort out more and more of my creative projects going elsewhere, I have more time to return to Warlock’d. Having something on each page of the script — no matter how poorly-written — makes it feel like there’s...

Cocoon Year: Weeks 35 & 36

Cocoon Year: Weeks 35 & 36

The Joy of Revision These last two weeks have been quite busy with freelance work. In between I squeak in writing. I finally came up with a full-ish script, bar the first scene and a court scene for later in the book. Now, I am reading through the script from front...

Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

The Final 10% is 90% of the Work Well, I’ve done it. I wrote through each of the scenes in my new, concise and focused outline. I didn’t ‘believe’ anything that was happening as I was writing it, but on cursory glance-over, a lot of the characters feel visceral, real,...

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Cocoon Year: Weeks 27 & 28

Cocoon Year: Weeks 27 & 28

Digital art of a monarch butterfly caterpillar in the middle of pupating. The style is cel-shaded with delicate thin lineart. The caterpillar's striped body is split open like it has a seam starting with where the head used to be, with the hard green shell of the cocoon poking out. The caterpillar's stripes alternate chaotically between peach, white, and black, with some transparency showing the shell peeking out of the thinnest parts of the skin. The very top of the caterpillar, its very hind legs are wrinkling up with discarded loose skin. A watermark below the artwork reads 'http://hmcgill.art'.

Cocoon Year: Allowing Synopses to Build on Each Other

As I write, I learn new techniques for visualizing entire stories. Learning to understand synopses has been really important for me. One important thing I’ve learned about them is that they’re good for sharing with other people for quick reads. I’m learning some other good techniques that rely on synopses to work.

Sometimes, a story will have a lot of good things going on — but too many good things. I would rather explore these things in the context of a one- or several-page synopsis than I would across a whole draft of a story. I can try out bits of the script in first draft format to see if the story is going to work. By ‘working’, I mean be easily read, with audiences able to retain important information from scene to scene. I don’t want to overwhelm readers or be too ambiguous.

Over the past two weeks I was able to ‘bounce’ two synopses off of each other and figure out which parts of the story needed to go. This was in light of other simplifications and tightening of requirements on the concept of Warlock’d. The whole process started when reviewing my past drafts…

Stylized map showing the way the setting 'shrank' with consecutive story drafts. A red world represents the generic unknown fantasy world that my first draft took place in. An orange outline represents the rough batch of territories the next draft took place in, mostly around modern day France, Spain, Italy, and bits of England and Scotland. Yellow represents Frankish territory of the third draft. A green circle marks Paris in the fourth draft. Original map used under a creative commons share alike license as seen here: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Blank_map_of_Europe_1190.svg

(1) Initially, Warlock’d took place in a nondescript medieval fantasy world. (2) Then, Warlock’d took place across a bunch of different kingdoms near Europe, in order to expand the medieval world beyond Just White English People, Particularly Men. The scope of the project with all these kingdoms was much too big for me to handle in my projected three-book plan, which turned into two books, which eventually turned into one-book-with-maybe-additional-stories. As I’ve combatted the scope, I notice that I usually reign in the setting first. This story’s scope went from a whole world, to a continent, to a (3) single territory (no countries in medieval times lol!), to a (4) single city. I thought maybe this would be the smallest I could go while still having interesting stakes.

Most recently through this process, I wound up with two synopses that both seemed like they could work while solely set in Paris, France, but aspects of both of them left me feeling uneasy about how much I was asking of my setting, my characters, my own creative attention span, and the attention spans of my readers.

 

Synopsis One:

“CLERIC STONE’S student, a girl named MARGOT, is found dead on the grounds of Notre Dame. A demonic barn swallow named MARGO approaches Stone. She swears she’s Margot’s lost soul, and her mother (BRIANDE) did not murder her. Stone must figure out who truly murdered Margot to clear Briande’s name. Briande owns an inn in a lucrative part of town. As a widow who inherited the property from her late husband, Briande’s ownership of it is vulnerable.

A lost pilgrim badge at Notre Dame leads Stone to wonder who dropped it. Was it Briande’s loyal bouncer, LEBEAU? It could also have been Lebeau’s twin brother, FERRAND. However, both twins still have their copies of the badge. They point Stone to their uncle, LIEUTENANT GRIMWALD, as all three of them picked up matching badges in Genoa.

Grimwald hates the way Briande runs her inn, and is also missing his badge. Stone escalates his investigation up to the ROYAL PRÉVOT. The Prévôt is like a king-appointed mayor of Paris, and Grimwald is his top lieutenant. The Prévôt refuses to entertain Grimwald as a suspect. Margot had been living in the Prévôt’s fortress for a few months because he wasn’t sure if she was his daughter. Margot was found dead of poisoning. The Prévôt didn’t want news to break out of a poisoner in his fortress, so he ordered Grimwald to hide the body somewhere.

Stone investigates Margot’s room and finds a smudged chalk circle there – an attempt at necromancy! Was Margot the subject of a curse? Stone finds Grimwald’s name written as the subject of the curse instead. When Stone is overly familiar with a nearby grimoire, the Prévôt suspects him of foul play. The Prévôt throws the book into the fireplace and kicks Stone out of his fortress. His ultimatum: Find the poisoner, or be accused!

Margo dives into the fire after the book, but is too small to drag it out of the flames. She rips out one page from the book and frantically double-checks it against the spellwork in the room. She complains that she did everything ‘right’, but the curse isn’t hurting Grimwald at all, just her mother. Margo flies to Stone’s side and demands he chew out the demon in charge of the curse. She takes Stone directly to Hell, where they meet the demon DEHYDEMES and its magic orrery that it uses for watching people on Earth.

Ferrand dies in a brawl with a living nativity scene, right in front of Briande’s inn. To determine Briande’s fitness to run her inn safely and morally, the Prévôt reluctantly calls for Judicium Dei, or trial by combat. Lebeau represents Briande. Grimwald represents Paris. Lebeau cannot afford to fight the only authority figure who somewhat accepts them, and forfeits, which means the inn’s deed gets signed over to Grimwald. Grimwald, still grieving Ferrand, disowns Lebeau for their display of cowardice.

Stone and Margo dismantle Dehydemes from overseeing the curse, and return to the inn to help Briande. Briande’s inn lies under siege by Paris’s own Night Watch. Briande burns the inn to keep Grimwald from seizing it for himself. Inside of the burning inn lies the drunk Lebeau. Dehydemes meant for Lebeau’s death to torment Grimwald with unresolved regrets. Stone convinces Lebeau to take a heroic last stand instead. Lebeau kills Grimwald.

Word spreads that the inn is protected by unearthly forces. Briande is allowed to retain its ownership. Margo gives Stone the missing page from the book. It reveals that Margot wasn’t savvy enough to omit a booby-trap ingredient in the spell, and died of aconite poisoning. Stone feels obliged to keep Margo around, not only as a reminder to walk his students through dangerous magic more carefully…but also as his friend.”

…But this synopsis seemed all over the place in practice, with not enough time to appreciate or explain any of the characters. As I tried out scenes in rough draft form, I was having to explain so, so much: How demons worked, how medieval justice systems worked, introducing tons of characters, having issues with tone because I couldn’t decide on how closely I wanted to hew to my own research.

The things I liked and wanted to keep were basically Margo, her death, and Cleric Stone being a paranormal investigator who happens to be able to talk to the deceased as he goes. The rest of this plot seemed too … I’m not sure how to describe it. Ingrained? Like the creeping ivy in my yard, pretty enough but full of thorns and impossible to rip out for good.

When everything is important in a story, nothing is important.

I set out to simplify, give the scenes more space to immerse the reader. Give them not plot points to remember, but feelings to experience.

 

Synopsis Two (which is greatly truncated due to placeholders and in general not being very coherent):

“Cleric Stone has a huge crush on Baron Jean of Nubicuculia. Stone gives Jean a knife to take on crusade, since Stone has been tasked with minding the family goldsmithery and must stay behind in Paris. Jean is found dead, stabbed by Stone’s knife.

Stone then has to solve the mystery while things go wrong at the goldsmithery. He leaves town out of shame that he can’t solve all of these problems, only to encounter a strange dog-headed woman in a river who teaches him how to summon demons. He isn’t able to call upon Jean for, you know, plot reasons, but instead calls upon Margot, who just recently died investigating the people who murdered Jean.

Together Stone and Margo uncover a heretical cult determined to…placeholder crises here.”

This synopsis also seemed strange, as it made Margo seem like a forced-but-necessary-element to the plot. Margo is often the character people enjoy the most in my rough drafts, so while I’m not going to force her into anything, she also needs to belong to the story in a natural way.

The villain of this synopsis had nothing to do with Margo personally, so that also bothered me.

Monochromatic digital sketch of a borzoi head with wet eyes, big long wet nose, furry neck, curly ear, and a cashew earring dangling off the ear. Even though this was drawn digitally, the pencil effect makes it look like graphite.

I did, however, enjoy my new cynocephalus lady character. Cute little cashew earrings, since spirits wear food like jewelry.

The problem with both of these synopses is that they add so many different characters and details to the mix, they distract from both Cleric Stone and Margot. I thought about it really long and hard and have come up with a new plan. It may be slightly referential to Chaucer but I have to say, not necessarily fond of that guy, it’s just a format that feels medieval.

Remember how I said that the main thing I cut when controlling my scope was the setting? It turns out that Paris is not the smallest I can go.

No, no.

I can make a whole graphic novel take place inside of one inn.

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Cocoon Year: Weeks 37 & 38

Cocoon Year: Weeks 37 & 38

Full Steam Ahead Revising continues to feel fun. As I sort out more and more of my creative projects going elsewhere, I have more time to return to Warlock’d. Having something on each page of the script — no matter how poorly-written — makes it feel like there’s...

Cocoon Year: Weeks 35 & 36

Cocoon Year: Weeks 35 & 36

The Joy of Revision These last two weeks have been quite busy with freelance work. In between I squeak in writing. I finally came up with a full-ish script, bar the first scene and a court scene for later in the book. Now, I am reading through the script from front...

Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

Cocoon Year: Weeks 33 & 34

The Final 10% is 90% of the Work Well, I’ve done it. I wrote through each of the scenes in my new, concise and focused outline. I didn’t ‘believe’ anything that was happening as I was writing it, but on cursory glance-over, a lot of the characters feel visceral, real,...

Want to chat about this?