beauty, book reviews, books, women, writing

My First Review.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/review/RNEKQ2DKPWTXC/ref=cm_cr_srp_d_rdp_perm?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B07XJRDND8

My first review. Can’t thank you enough, and it is great they enjoyed it. If you’ve not picked up a copy yet, you should. The link is below.

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On Writing And Process

My forthcoming book Until She Sings represents a lot of things all together and I thought I would pop up and talk about my writing.

Part of being productive is being organised and not just generating ideas but fleshing them out into finished work. My process has changed in line with experience and perspective, so there’s less guesswork and more content produced.

I’ve always been prolific and I’m curating the work to make available for sale because I figure if someone likes one thing of mine then having more work available makes sense.

There are more stages now because it’s all sourced in the idea of selling my writing, so I have to consider cover art, descriptive copy and brand marketing which are important to keep things interesting.

First drafts now are written to outline, in longhand and then edited as they get typed up. I have other books coming but I’m taking things with more seriousness.

If you’ve enjoyed my writing then you’ll be able to buy it and it represents the best possible art I can make.

I hope you will be part of this with me.

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A Beast In Autumn – Announcement

I am announcing the forthcoming publication of an anthology of my poetry entitled ‘A Beast In Autumn.’ It will be available in ebook format initially and print on demand. More details are to follow. Thank you for your interest in my work and it is from this place, which prompted me to collect some of my work in a special edition.

If you are interested in further details, please let me know.

Matt

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Want to finish the story you started?

I know it’s tough when the words don’t want to go play in the fields of your imagination.

Like a hunger pang which makes you question whether you’re capable of telling the story which lives inside you.  You call yourself an ‘aspiring writer’ but you just want to get it down, with the themes and ideas which possessed you to pursue it in the first place.

But it doesn’t quite work, does it?

You see all the writing advice out there, mostly from theorists who’ve studied the game but haven’t set foot on the field.

It’s like trying to take a drink from a fire hydrant sometimes.

Well, what if there was someone who could cut through all that, help you find and illustrate what you saw in your story?

I’ve written and consulted on numerous projects. I’ve studied classical story structure and narrative, mythology and psychology as it relates to storytelling and archetypes.

I have also known the pain of an unborn story inside you.

So, why not get in touch and see what my insights and experience can do to take your work to a level where it is out there, and reflecting your passion and craft?

Here is someone who has benefited from my help:

“My main concern when starting this process for our client was whether or not an editor was going to “get it”, and by that I mean understand what the author, a military historian and academician was trying to accomplish with the update of his nearly two decade-old historical nonfiction manuscript. Essentially, your specific editorial task was to make the manuscript less academic while maintaining the author’s voice. Fortunately, you immediately understood what we were going for and did a thorough job of editing the book according to our specifications. It was very refreshing to read your yield. Thank you.” — Florita Bell Griffin, Ph.D., ARC Communications, LLC. Texas USA

If you’re interested, please get in touch with me: thelov3w3mak3@gmail.com and see what we can accomplish together.

M B Blissett

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Thorne – Origin

Thorne is my Dungeons and Dragons character, as I will be, after a long period, playing again. I thought I would share what I’ve written, and also it will serve as a record of the game itself, which I am looking forward to. I’m into the things I like without shame and role playing games are incredible ways to interact with others. 

 

The mornings were my favourite time of day. Wine coloured skies and air so clean its taste is still fresh in my mind.

 

Lilandra, my wife rose with me and we broke fast. We lived without fear of the future, clothed in the promise of children together. She carried our child inside her, and each morning, my lips pressed against the curve of her stomach before my work took me to the woods.

 

My hunt took me all over, and sometimes it would be dusk before my return home. The hunt had been plentiful and my pockets were full with coins from the meat sold at Syngorn but it was dark before home fell into my vision.

 

Beneath the darkness came my doom.

 

Crinamorte.

 

A clan of vampires, and undead allies, travelling south and wreaking havoc along the way. At the time, such news had not reached our part of the world, but my education began with Lilandra’s screams from our home tree.

 

She was bound at the wrists and ankles, whilst they waited for my return. A pair, male and female, clad in ragged finery and teeth shining with blood. They moved, too fast to be seen and dashed me to the ground.

 

When my senses returned, Lilandra was drained of blood and one of them took a knife to her belly. She looked up, and there was a shred of something pink at the corner of her mouth.

 

My mind broke at that point. They left me, insensible and wounded and set fire to my house. As they left, between broken and bleeding lips, my question amused them.

 

‘Why?’

 

The male, with his bald, pale head smiled and cocked his head, revealing his dripping, sharp fangs.

 

‘You were home.’

 

They left me to the flames.

 

I crawled away and fell to the forest floor, watched my house and wife burn. I laid there for days, waiting to die until a pair of travellers gave me aid and healing. My burnt and broken flesh renewed, but my mind?

 

No, not all of it healed.

 

In Syngorn, my remaining time was set to the task of drinking myself to death. Someone heard my oft-repeated tale and took pity on a soul-sick wood elf, which was how Ulrich found me.

 

He hunted monsters, and the undead were his most hated foe. He listened to me, swathed in a fur cloak with a mastiff bitch at his feet whilst he poured me wine to keep me talking. When my story ended, he offered to take up my cause. In a moment of terrible clarity, I decided a revenge delegated was a revenge denied. I asked him to teach me his ways and he looked at me with disdain.

 

Two shots with a borrowed shortbow into a wine butt convinced him of my utility. He clapped my shoulder and laughed with surprise. His tutelage was unsparing and cruel but my rage and grief drove me to excel. My expertise as a hunter and woodsman put me in good stead to absorb his lessons.

 

My first kill was good but it did not ease the call for vengeance which howled in my bones. Vampires were powerful, and so Ulrich taught me the strategies to kill the undead. Before long, Ulrich’s eyes saw less and he walked slower than before. After a long night helping Grimm, his bitch mastiff give birth to a litter of puppies, he fell asleep and did not awake. All but one of the pups died, and Grimm never recovered, and so after burying them all, I returned to Syngorn.

 

I paid for information on the Crinamorte from the Sparrows. It was not good news, they had power and influence in addition to their undead curse. The undead were growing bolder, and now I had burdened myself with a debt to a guild of thieves.

 

A boat awaits, and the first opportunity to repay this debt. It will take resources and planning to take them down, allies too, if such can be found.  

 

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Want to support my writing?

If you appreciate my work, and want to support me in a tangible way because it costs money to keep the lights on and things running, then please consider these as tangible ways to help me keep writing.

https://ko-fi.com/mbblissett

http://amzn.eu/faMdXe9 if you wanted to buy me something.

Thank you so much, all the help is much appreciated.

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Tired of struggling with your unfinished stories?

I know it’s tough when the words don’t want to go play in the fields of your imagination.

Like a hunger pang which makes you question whether you’re capable of telling the story which lives inside you.  You call yourself an ‘aspiring writer’ but you just want to get it down, with the themes and ideas which possessed you to pursue it in the first place.

But it doesn’t quite work, does it?

You see all the writing advice out there, mostly from theorists who’ve studied the game but haven’t set foot on the field.

It’s like trying to take a drink from a fire hydrant sometimes.

Well, what if there was someone who could cut through all that, help you find and illustrate what you saw in your story?

I’ve written and consulted on numerous projects. I’ve studied classical story structure and narrative, mythology and psychology as it relates to storytelling and archetypes.

I have also known the pain of an unborn story inside you.

So, why not get in touch and see what my insights and experience can do to take your work to a level where it is out there, and reflecting your passion and craft?

Here is someone who has benefited from my help:

“My main concern when starting this process for our client was whether or not an editor was going to “get it”, and by that I mean understand what the author, a military historian and academician was trying to accomplish with the update of his nearly two decade-old historical nonfiction manuscript. Essentially, your specific editorial task was to make the manuscript less academic while maintaining the author’s voice. Fortunately, you immediately understood what we were going for and did a thorough job of editing the book according to our specifications. It was very refreshing to read your yield. Thank you.” — Florita Bell Griffin, Ph.D., ARC Communications, LLC. Texas USA

If you’re interested, please get in touch with me: thelov3w3mak3@gmail.com and see what we can accomplish together.

M B Blissett

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