Strange dreams…..

Dreams and inspiration can go hand in hand at times. Even though why I dreamt of the piece below is beyond me. I wonder if someone can figure that out for me, haha.


On a moonless night, I wandered into the forgotten graveyard of my ancestors. The ground being reclaimed by nature. Obscuring roots and eroded gravemarkers alike. A dark green vine crept up the west side of the last family crypt. The vine was blooming a deep scarlet colored flower, with a black center. Somehow the old stone road that led to the ancient castle remained untouched. Even the protective stone wall that hid the cemetery seemed intact. At this distance I couldn’t make any guess at the state of the castle, I knew was there.

Walking along the old stone road, pausing a few steps away from a rusting iron gate door. A petite woman in a full length dark red dress was standing behind the gate. Long fire red hair ran down and across both shoulders. Contrasting the women’s highly pale skin. She was staring at me with inhumanly bright blue iris, possessing an that was oddly contracted considering how dark it was. Her lips were narrow, having the same color as her dress. If that was makeup or something else was difficult to discern.  A polished silver chain rested around her neck, holding a fist-sized black jewel.  The black gem was surrounded by a small perfect circle of deep red rubies. Her hands were clenched around something tiny.

Barely opening her lips, she said, “You are real,” sounding like she knew something I didn’t, then the short phrase being a question.

An Overdue update

Okay, I know it has been awhile since my last post. Of course that is partly because I have been fighting a strong sinus problem, caused by up and down weather. All that really made me want to do is sleep. That did manage to slow down some of writing, but I have been able to write on, and off at work. Even though it has made me realize I seem to write more, if I write by hand using a pen. I will admit, I’m curious as to why that is? Anyone seem to have an easier time being creative on paper, than by using digital means?

while in that oddly rapid spurts of writing I have been focusing on two short story ideas. One is a traditional science fiction idea, about humanities’ first contact with an extraterrestrial race, and the after-effects. The other is more of expansion on one of my six sentence stories. With some degree of altering, I have manged to build a post-apocalyptic style world focusing on the journey of the last surviving soldier after a devastating slaughter of a battle. Honestly, that has been an oddly exhilarating blast to write. Downside, I don’t have a title yet for either piece, but that is something I can always work on later. A short preview of it is below (formatting to distinguish only):

Crows encircled me, as I stood the last man standing in a field of  corpses. The stench of gunpowder, still lingered instill, wet, and silent air..  Bodies of friends and foes, rested around me in silent death. A forceful breeze carried the distant sound of horses, galloping could be heard through the wind. Scavengers, no doubt come to steal from the dead. Blasts of agony and sorrow echoed through my body, as stood up letting the cleansing rain fall over me.

The Scavengers were the one thing both the Bladeslingers and the Technos Communion despised completely. While thief original aims to rebuild civilization were noble, they had greatly deviated from that over the past few decades. Now they were nothing more than organized animals, that pillaged from both the dead, the living, and the remains of the old world. Sometimes taking ideas, weapons, and technology that was best left in the hands of the past.

Using the last injection of synthetic adrenaline, I walked checking the what remained of my supplies after the battle. My MK-9R energy pistols, had enough power cells left over to give me about one-hundred shots. I had to limit their use if use if I wanted to head back to the small base we had, about six days away from where I was. The standard Curveous saber for Bladeslingers, was still sharp, with a viable edge. With remorse I searched the remains of my comrades that were nearby, looking for anything I could remove quickly.

After a few minutes a loud, singular beep broke the silence, hanging in the air from an unknown source. It took me a short while to find the source of the unexpected noise. A wrist based device of some kind, attached to a fallen Technos Communion commander, judging the three stars etched onto plate around his right shoulder. The screen of the thing was glowing from underneath, for some reason. Six unmarked bronze colored knobs were around the encased screen. Four directly below it, and the other two were on the upper right side. I moved each knob individually until the beep stopped.

The beep was replaced by a thick, throaty voice demanding, “Report now, Commander Newton, report? How does the battle go? Do you need reinforcements?”

With reluctance I responded, “Your commander is dead, whoever you are. This wasn’t a battle, it was a slaughter. Only I remain alive, for reasons I do not know.”

The voice went silent for five minutes before returning inquiring,”Than who are you? A fellow Technos brother, a Bladeslinger, or have you arrived with the dreadful, monstrous bastards the Scavengers?”

I proudly answered “Bladeslinger, fourth class Orion of the Black Dragon Battalion.”

Last possible update for June

Well after hitting my first goal for June less than a day ago to get 50 additional pages written in my main project Rise (death and a dragon). After getting that I turned my attention to my second project, Anarchy to accomplish my second goal for month of reaching 10,000 words in that which I managed to accomplish just about an hour or so ago.  That means out of the 7 goals I put forth for myself, I got three of them done. Of course given that we still have a day in left in June, I still have some time time to bolster that number.

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Also I have managed to set up a google sheet for my Writers spotlight Wednesday. I have a link to it on my homepage but I will also post the link here for those interested.Click here to fill out the sheet —> http://goo.gl/forms/C3QZUTKwNq

Now to work on the rest of the goals in the short time that remains in the month.

Menu addition

Like most authors, I like to have monthly goals. Both in terms of writing and attempting to build my social media presence as an author. Usually I just post summaries at the end of the month, without any indication on what my goals were for the month. Well to remedy that situation, I have made a general page where I will post goals for the month, and links to months past via a menu system. If you want to check it out, the page is called Monthly Sum-ups and Goals of the month. The link is below.

https://christopherscottauthor.wordpress.com/monthly-sum-ups-and-goals/