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Storytelling Haiku

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Sacred Soul Forgotten

1. Paradise bounty
her sweet innocence and youth
unaware of fate

2. A purple flower
scents of violets and mead
echo through her soul

3. His mouth an apple
his kiss an ethereal dream
encircled she’s his

4. Eyes appear that see
a crime of forbidden love
rage and fury flames

5. Hearts torn asunder
banishment they both depart
disgraced gates open

6. Under starry sky
the four rivers of her heart
drowns out the sorrow

7. Float on ocean’s waves
her heart now seeks a new home
broken but hope breathes

8. Muted horizon
she finds a land of plenty
but hell becomes home

9. Gazing out to sea
serenading memories
waves against the shore

10. The wings of a bird
soaring high in the heavens
he seeks what she lost

11. Ancient endearment
of the star-crossed love gone by
its light now fading

12. Wildmen in forests
Herne the hunter seeks her
in sacred marriage

13. A new clan inland
the past is fading away
the apple haunts her

14. A woman’s soul crushed
in a land of warring men
fragile yet divine

15. Waterfalls in mist
she falls to her knees and prays
begging for the light

16. Woodwose hunted down
the crown removed from nature
roses overgrown

17. The secret garden
where seeds of truth lies dormant
fenced off from the world

18. Sacred feminine
close your eyes and hear her name
carried on the wind

~ Tracey-anne McCartney

Inspiration for novel ~ Women of the Sea (Link)

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Love and light
Trace
xoxo

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FREE online course – An Introduction to Screenwriting

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There are no formal requirements for this course, just an interest in screenwriting.

Screenwriter Michael Lengsfield teaches scriptwriting at the University of East Anglia, where he specializes in the theory and practice of dramatic adaptation.

Starts on the 8th May – Duration 2 weeks

3 hours per week

Screenplays form the starting point for most dramatic films, the essential work from which all other filmmaking flows. All of the tender romance, terrifying action and memorable lines begin at the screenwriter’s desk. This free online course will introduce you to the basic elements and key concepts behind a professional screenplay.

The University of East Anglia’s School of Literature, Drama and Creative Writing have built this course with instructors and recent alumni from their famed course in Creative Writing.

The course is a must for anyone new to scriptwriting and for more experienced writers who wish to raise their scriptwriting to a professional level. It will establish a common vocabulary for approaching the screenplay and form the basis for upcoming courses in dramatic adaptation, the crime screenplay, and other genres and skills.

You’ll learn from a mixture of basic theory, script analysis and practical exercises. We will explore key principles as they’re expressed in great films, then immediately apply these concepts. Videos, articles and discussion steps will offer you the opportunity to learn and engage with other learners on key concepts and ideas.

By the end of the course, you will understand the key concepts necessary to write an effective screenplay and be fluent in the language used to discuss the form.

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Link~

https://www.futurelearn.com/courses/screenwriting

Booklist Online Review ~ A Carpet of Purple Flowers

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Fantasy fans will wait eagerly for the next instalment in McCartney’s series, enchanted by the complicated love story and the surprising cliffhanger ending.

— Amy Dittmeier

https://www.booklistonline.com/A-Carpet-of-Purple-Flowers-McCartney-Traceyanne/pid=7939670

Book Website HERE

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Yay!! I did it!! First ever Nanowrimo. Phew!

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It’s been a tough month with illness in the family, but at a push, I completed my target of 50k for NaNoWriMo. The story requires further development, editing, etc, but I’m pretty damn pleased with how it grew so much from minor plotting. Yay! Taking a well-deserved break. Catch up with you all real soon. :o)

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Nano page HERE

Website page for book HERE

NaNoWriMo Begins…

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After some deliberation, I’ve decided to participate in NaNoWriMo 2016. Am I mad? Probably. 🙂 I’m still editing book two, Awake in Purple Dreams, but I’ll put it on hold for a month. It’s just a month I tell myself. I can do this,  it doesn’t have to be perfect being a first draft. I’m coaxing my muse out further into neverland, ready to break boundaries hoping that this will stop me wandering online, something I do way too often, distracted by pretties. Normally I have a detailed outline, plots mapped out, etc, but this time, I only have images playing parts of a story. A few first names have evolved and visual storyboards to get me started, guess the beginning is the easy part. I’m sure the difficulties will come later as I’m a plotter and not a pantser. This will definitely test my ability to adjust, to flow, and just let the story grow. It’ll be frustrating, challenging, but also, hopefully,  interesting  and insightful.

Let the fun begin… 😉

Here is my page on NaNoWriMo ~ HERE 

Website Link ~ HERE

Imagery

This painting really inspires me and reminds me of a character in book two, Wulfstan. Not that there’s a grand connection, but something draws me in. Initially, I chose this name because it’s a variation of my families name, mother’s side, Wolstenholme. (Wulfstan meaning Wolf Stone). Amazing that something as simple as a name and an image can stir deeper story elements. These are the parts of writing that I love most, dreaming and plotting.Ivan Tsarevich riding the Gray Wolf by Viktor Vasnetsov.jpg

Ivan Tsarevich riding the Gray Wolf by Viktor Vasnetsov.

I found an image that suited the books theme perfectly. It would make a great cover.

Character ~ Tim

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Note: The book cover is for inspiration purposes only (an adaption created using Polyvore – the wonderful art / photography is by YURI SHWEDOFF) – Link to purchase Yuri’s original art can be found via the book website: HERE

More inspiration ~ Taken from the protagonist, Brooke’s, POV

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The book blurb (not edited – just a rough guide at this point)

A story of hope and courage in adversity.

The world is in chaos since the peoples’ rebellion waged war on governmental systems which permitted conglomerate greed over the needs of the general population. As civil battles continue in all major cities, more and more children are made orphans. Homeless, scared, and alone, their only way to survive is by sticking together. This new generation becomes known as ‘Lost Indigos’. Their lives are filled with violence and fear until a young woman, Brooke, offers them an alternative way of living, a wonderland of her own creation. There’s one problem, how can she maintain her care of the Indigos and still seek revenge for her parents’ brutal murder. Will it be possible for her to do both? If so, who must she become to make this happen? Brooke soon realises that what she teaches the children about fairy tales is something that she needs to believe in, too. Miracles can happen, but as she learns, only if you’re brave enough to seek them out.

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This book is intended as a ‘future’ story in ‘A Carpet of Purple Flowers’ Series. There is also a book for the past, ‘The Purple Book of Menteith‘. Both could be considered ‘Book Three’, it just depends on which direction of the cycle you wish to go.

Overall, it is an epic tale which links characters and worlds of all intended books.

I’m crazy I know, it’s quite a lot to take on. I should’ve made the debut a standalone. 😉 Guess you can’t help what stories are whispered to you from the creative muse. This one just keeps growing and I love it.

All images can be found on Pinterest ‘Claíomh Solais’ storyboards. HERE

A Wandering Soul

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Crossing the veil between worlds…

A light bright
a loud cry in the night
makes way for a soul in the dark
gliding through time
a passage ethereal sublime
a story forgotten renewed

Mingling the past into the future
a haze blinding most
glamour hides a host
the spiritual warrior has eyes to see
but not until he falls to his knees

The figure in shadow feels the heart of the broken
crushing love not forgotten
gripping mist
chasing dreams
karma eludes or so it seems

Circles and cycles
souls entwined
something at work
possibly divine

The Cloud Related Poem BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

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To The Night & The Cloud – Calligraphed and Illuminated by Jessie Bayes

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother’s breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.

I sift the snow on the mountains below,
And their great pines groan aghast;
And all the night ’tis my pillow white,
While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers,
Lightning my pilot sits;
In a cavern under is fettered the thunder,
It struggles and howls at fits;
Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion,
This pilot is guiding me,
Lured by the love of the genii that move
In the depths of the purple sea;
Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills,
Over the lakes and the plains,
Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream,
The Spirit he loves remains;
And I all the while bask in Heaven’s blue smile,
Whilst he is dissolving in rains.

The sanguine Sunrise, with his meteor eyes,
And his burning plumes outspread,
Leaps on the back of my sailing rack,
When the morning star shines dead;
As on the jag of a mountain crag,
Which an earthquake rocks and swings,
An eagle alit one moment may sit
In the light of its golden wings.
And when Sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath,
Its ardours of rest and of love,
And the crimson pall of eve may fall
From the depth of Heaven above,
With wings folded I rest, on mine aëry nest,
As still as a brooding dove.

That orbèd maiden with white fire laden,
Whom mortals call the Moon,
Glides glimmering o’er my fleece-like floor,
By the midnight breezes strewn;
And wherever the beat of her unseen feet,
Which only the angels hear,
May have broken the woof of my tent’s thin roof,
The stars peep behind her and peer;
And I laugh to see them whirl and flee,
Like a swarm of golden bees,
When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,
Till calm the rivers, lakes, and seas,
Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high,
Are each paved with the moon and these.

I bind the Sun’s throne with a burning zone,
And the Moon’s with a girdle of pearl;
The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim,
When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
From cape to cape, with a bridge-like shape,
Over a torrent sea,
Sunbeam-proof, I hang like a roof,
The mountains its columns be.
The triumphal arch through which I march
With hurricane, fire, and snow,
When the Powers of the air are chained to my chair,
Is the million-coloured bow;
The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove,
While the moist Earth was laughing below.

I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.

Mermaid Heraldry

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Coat of arms of Haarlem supported by mermaids. 1625 Pen and brown ink and brown wash.

Mermaid

In heraldry and Coats of Arms, the mermaid or merman is a favourite symbol for seafarers or anything related to the sea. The merman was also referred to as a triton and siren was occasionally an alternate name for the mermaid. Both are symbols of eloquence.

In heraldry. the merman is usually found as a supporter and less often as a charge on a shield.

The mermaid is much more common and is generally represented with the traditional mirror and comb in her hands.

A Melusine is a mermaid with two tails disposed on either side of her, commonly found in German heraldry.

Read more HERE & HERE

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Rosie Hardy

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