I feel I should explain what passes for “rules” in this exercise. First, you don’t have to respond right away -- there is no guilt or deadline associated with this, it’s entirely for fun. I for one am always fascinated by the creative processes of writers I admire, and I would love to hear whatever you would all happily and easily share. There is no homework to be found here, folks! If you’d rather not reply at all, please just sit back and enjoy some well-deserved praise :-D
Today I want to ask our lovely and amazing friend @imaginationtherapy to share more about how she wrote “Rusty Cage” which I would say has been my favorite story of hers, which is of course a bit like picking a favorite flower in a garden. Like @astridcontramundum I also want to hear more about the chapter where Jakes kills the doppelgänger Dev, which blew me away when I first read it, and reading it again for this I was still like “omfg Jakes” and then especially the following paragraphs where they realize the fallout of his actions. Two questions to focus on as we go: 1) do you have a philosophy for how you write action sequences? 2) did you know as you wrote this that we would all be sitting on the edge of our seats? I mean, could you FEEL the tension as a writer as you wrote it?
Excerpt under the cut if I’m doing this correctly...
If anyone would like to join in, feel free to add more friends! @drusilla-951 @dangerously-human @eau1636 @onlythegeste
“Oh my God, Dev,” he whispered. “What did you do?”
“Jakes.” Thursday bent over him, panic in his eyes. “Talk to me, sergeant.”
“It’s a blood shimmer, sir.” Jakes refused to look at Thursday. He stared at the dead man and at the two shades of blood that stained the stones. “They...oh, God.” He had to close his eyes until the wave of dizziness passed. “They take...the victim’s blood. And give it to the imposter. With the shimmer spell.” Jakes took a breath, trying--and failing--to calm himself. “They don’t...they don’t give the victim time to recover. They just...keep taking his blood. And…” Jakes shuddered. “Sir...anything...anything you do to the shimmer...the victim…” He turned to Thursday. “He felt that. He felt...every blow, every bit of that fight. The knife...it’s a feedback loop. He felt that. ”
Thursday was staring at Jakes with horror now, his face a deathly gray color. “My...my son. They…he...”
Jakes nodded. “We have to find him, sir.” He stared back down at the pool of blood--more black than red. “They’ve taken so much already. Damn them . He doesn’t have much time. And if they know...”
“Did it...the knife...did it kill him? ” Thursday’s chest was heaving.
“No. It’s...the spell isn’t that powerful. But he...he would feel…” Jakes lurched to the side, just barely in time to miss vomiting on Thursday. He stood, hunched over and retching, until there was nothing left. “I knew...I knew when I did it there was a chance. But if he’d gotten free…” He looked up at Thursday, knowing full well there were tears slipping down his face. “If you had believed him...we would have lost Dev for good.” Jakes’ shoulders shook with a silent sob. “Oh God, Dev. I’m so sorry.”
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This is a remix i did for my friends @ofenbach. We wanted something a little more agressive than the original to play it live. Hope you guys enjoy :).
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