Take Flight

Another story from Dreams of a Fantasist. The title was inspired by Lyndsey’s track, but the story is a Fantasist original.


I run through the battlefield, dodging swinging swords as I go. My weapon long lost, the balance tips further in their favour. Blooded ground stretches out before me until it meets dark mountains beyond. Only starlight casts a faint glow to see the silhouette of the treacherous peaks. 

Loss weighs heavy on me. This war has stolen more than I can bear. 

Fire bursts in the sky and rains down, scorching the land. A phoenix cries from within the flames and heads towards the mountains, its wings sparking and sputtering with fatigue. I must follow it. 

Now, there is only one hope, a beacon I’ve fought hard to find, and finally, I see it. Light glimmers in the distance, and my hope is renewed to end this war as the phoenix lands and awaits my arrival.

The steep slopes grow closer as I chase the heat trail of the phoenix. It whispers words of hope and comfort. For its fire never burns those whose intentions are true. I want this war over and for peace to reign. 

Scrambling up the rock takes all the strength I have in me, each limb pushing further than ever. My last battle. 

Battle cries echo from below, creeping up and piercing my ears. I’ve fought enough in that battle. I’m done. My true quest lies atop this mountain. With one last push, I crawl over the edge and lie flat. 

A tower looms over me, ancient and oddly jagged in its form. I wonder how it can hold itself with such a toppling structure. An arched door opens, and I get to my feet. Golden spirals and whorls adorn the frame, shimmering through the dark night. 

The voice calls again, urging me through the doorway. Stairs greet me, and I take that first step. As I ascend the spiralling stairs, the night sky peeps through sporadic windows, but inside is lit with soft candles that guide my way. 

More light pours in from above, and a soft voice whispers. My legs ache from the climb, but the light spurs me on until it floods a crystal dome at the tower’s tip. Flames reach out, twisting and reforming into something new. 

I breathe in the warm air and let the flames wash over me, bath me, fill me with hope.

A heavenly angel sits upon her winged steed in the centre of the dome. She smiles and reaches out a hand. Wordless, she slides gracefully off her steed and takes me in her arms. Closing my eyes, I absorb her strength, her power, her hope. 

When I open my eyes again, she is gone along with her steed, but the light still fills the dome. I look down to see the light is mine. My skin glows and almost blinds me. Wings form behind me in vibrant flames. The steed’s flight. 

Smiling, I step towards an opening in the dome. Morning sun tints the sky in colours I have I never known. Luminous rays touch the earth where the battle still rages below. They stop their attacks and stare up. Not at the sun, but at me. 

My wings flutter behind me, and the need to leap overwhelms me. The battle ends, and clanging of falling swords echoes throughout the land. I relish in the quiet and peace and hope that no battle is too great to win.

I take flight. 

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Welcome to I Love Fantasy Novels!

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Welcome to my awesome imagination. Let’s see if my writing can express it. I’ll be sharing treats and teasers and tips. Don’t alliterate lists sound nice?

This site is full of my fantastical ideas, and my blog, Writing Ranting, is exactly what it sounds like. It’s me ranting about my thoughts on writing and sharing some of my short pieces. I’d love for you to join me on this amazing journey to becoming a published writer and maybe find something useful in what I say. I am by no means an expert, but I’m an avid reader, aspiring writer, a helpful (so I’ve been told) writing buddy, and a fantasist. It’s my opinion, and you are free to disagree. 

At the time of starting this site, I am not published. I strongly believe that writing should be a creative process which can’t be rushed or controlled, otherwise it looses its sense of creativity. There’s always plenty of folk out there who like to read works in progress and watch them grow. I’m one of them, whether it’s my work or someone else’s.

As a performing arts and media student turned IT technician turned English ESL teacher in Spain, I’ve had a lot of experience with expression and languages. I love grammar and structures, but I also love playing around with it. So I’m strict in teaching it as a foreign language, but the moment I start writing fiction, all rules go out the window. Well… some of them. Rules are made to be broken, right?

Join me for Writing Ranting with Others on Discord SilverLinings#0367. Tweet me @L0veFantasy. Instagram @LoveFantasyNovels Email me lovefantasynovels@gmail.com. Skype me live:lovefantasynovels.

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The Mechanical Beast!

Red dragon
Image by Elena Dudina

Introducing my Dreams of a Fantasist. It’s silly and fun and based on something real that I’ve made fantastical because I see the fantastical in the most mundane things. Can you guess what it was based on?

The Mechanical Beast

In the wild, I am the huntress. I prowl the black and grey ways of the crystal jungle in search of my prey. Beasts and creatures of all sizes roll past me, but I hunt only one. The beast that is mechanical, for I crave its embrace, and if it devours me, I shall let it. A savage growl pricks at my ears, and I see it.

I stare at the glistening beast before me. It stares back with luminous eyes. Can it see me? Surely not. Yet its gaze bears into me, a feeling I cannot ignore. Its kin sit still and soundless around us in a rainbow of hides. But this one before me shines like strawberries in summer rain. I lick my lips at the deliciousness of it.

As I step closer, its eyes flare. An invitation perhaps? How could I refuse such and offer? I grin as it spreads a wing wide, letting me mount it.

Climbing on is as easy as slipping into a silk dress. Natural, comfortable, weightless. The warmth of its hide bleeds pleasure into me, and my grin widens at its magnificence. It shifts under me, letting me snuggle deep into its curves. It moulds around me in cushioned plushness. I would let the beast take me on any journey.

The need to touch it drives my fingers forward and over a loop that I know will guide the beast. Wary of its power, I touch it gentle. It’s soft purring sends tremors up and down my spine and legs. It awaits my command.

My toes curl before pressing down. A growl rumbles under me. Power fills every fibre of my being, binding us in mutual desire for freedom. I let go of the ties holding me to the ground, and my beast thrusts forward.

A gasp escapes me at the sheer force as we soar. Higher, higher. Faster, faster. I squeal with delight. I hold on tighter, leaning into its every movement. We shift and bend and entwine ourselves in this flight that has my words muted, yet a symphony of sounds flees from my lips. My beast growls again in a burst of triumph as we reach the crescendo that is our truest freedom.

The beast takes me faster and higher than I have ever known, yet I know it is fleeting. For wildness like this comes at a price. One I cannot afford. So I relish in our journey, breathe it in so as not to forget that scent of freedom. Maybe, just maybe, I could tame it. A folly thought.

We tire and descend back to solid ground where its kin await its return. The landing is soft, a bed of feathers to which we fall. Breathless, I stare at nothing in particular, content to rest in this tranquillity before I return to civilisation.

The beast slumbers, and I leave with a heavy heart. But the taste of it still lingers, the feel of it scars my memory, and the sound will forever echo.

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Figuring out My Social Media and Scheduling My Blog Posts!

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Not very excited news, but I’ve decided to start posting every Saturday and sometimes on Wednesdays if I have a lot to say. But it’s part of my

I keep dipping into future marketing ideas like playing about with quirky logos or getting back on Instagram. I forgot I even had an account. Then there’s my Twitter account. The only activity on there is my WP and Instagram posts. So why do I keep it? No idea. My Facebook is private and purely for friends and family. I’m on Discord, which I’m not sure is classed as social media or not, but I have a writing group on there.

But do I really need all of this right now? I have a day job, which allows me my mornings free to work on making writing a second career. If not, it’s a pretty intense pastime. But I’m serious about making something of my writing, so every morning, I sit at my PC and churn out new scenes and chapters, revise WIPs, critique my writing buddies (although I’ve lacked there lately), blog and plan and plot and do whatever writing related thing I feel needs attention that moment.

I need Discord to rant about writing, and I like this site since it’s a great creative outlet for me. But Twitter and Instagram??? I decided that I do need them, at least for Instagram, which is more suited to me than Twitter. I can’t explain it. But There’s something more comfortable about Instagram. I suppose that if I do become a successful (that’s subjective, of course) writer, then I could simply keep posting on WP and Instagram with the posts sent to Twitter. And I’ll just have to activate my Twitter notifications so I’ don’t miss anything. Right now, I hardly look at it.

Below are a couple of videos from two great author on social media and marketing. I already do some of what Meg and Jenna suggest, but thanks to their advice, I’ll be working on a few things gradually.


So I think for now, I have it sorted. I post one or two pictures a day on Instagram, and at least weekly on WP. I’ve actually started scheduling posts to keep to the same one or two days per week. That way, when I have the time, I can churn out a few posts, schedule them for the next couple of weeks, and then focus on my novel writing. 

Here are some of my Love Fantasy social media images…

It’s never too early to start working on these things if you have the time. Just remember, if you don’t work on your novels, you’ll have nothing to market.

Title image by Geralt at Pixabay.com

Plotting World Domination!

I’m in plotting (well, re-plotting) my Starlighters novels. It’s going well, mostly. It has a beginning, a middle, and an end. But what I’m pondering it scene order. 

I have already planned the POV carefully based on each scene. Now I have to decide the best order. Some things happen simultaneously in different POVs, and some things are a little flexible if I account for the small details. So how do I decide the order? Honestly, I don’t know. Nobody can give me that answer, and I couldn’t give someone else an answer to the same question about their novel unless I read it. 

My best option is to break each scene down into even smaller scenes like walking from one room to another, breaking down emotional shifts, and making bullet points of each change in topic within the scene. This way, I can see it in its parts, and maybe something might prompt a thought on the right order for the story. 

In the meantime, I have a list of micro events and their best choice for POV so that I can move them around until they slot together. This is a lot of trial and error, but I’ve already fixed a few of the actions which helps me decide what goes in between.

One thing that I do have to consider is cliffhanger scenes. There’s a significant moment that I could quite easily follow on from in the next scene with a different POV, or I could leave it for a few pages and tease the reader. I’ve read scenes like that before where it’s flipped to another situation right in the middle of a critical moment. Do I want to be that kind of author? Probably, yes. But I will still give it serious consideration. 

Plotting and re-plotting can be a lot of fun if you like organisation. But it’s also fun from a creative aspect. Title image by Khamkho at pixabay.com.

Belated 100 Followers Celebration!

I missed sending my gratitude over this amazing milestone because I was preoccupied with family stuff at the time. But I noticed. Don’t think for one second that I didn’t see my followers hit 100.

Some people may think that’s a miniscule number compared to what is considered a “real blogger” but this site is far more than a blog to me. It’s a place to share my creativity. Not just my writing, which is why I started this site, but my music, my love for visual arts, and even cooking. 

So I’d like to thank every follower, even if you skim my writing ranting. 

I started this site to share some secret links with my writing buddies. Then it evolved into sharing teasers about my novels and posting some of my snippets and flash fiction. Not long after, it became a blog of my writing progress, It still does those things. But as I’ve grown as a writer and am working on the final stages of a novel I hope to send out for publication, I’d like to think this site is a great jumping off point for some marketing and branding when the time comes. That isn’t at the forefront of my mind, but it’s something that I ponder on occasion. Why not use those occasions to help me in future endeavours when I need said marketing and branding. I’d only procrastinate anyway. 

One never knows where their creative endeavours may take them, so let the creativity guide you to where it needs to be. It’s part of you and your desires even if you can’t see it yet. I didn’t see where my writing would lead me the day I opened a Word document and started writing a crazy dream that turned into a pentalogy, albeit a WIP for now.

Like all stories and its characters, things grow and evolve and adapt, just like me and this site. 

Here’s to growing, evolving and adapting. 

I think Gatsby sums up my feelings right now,

TItle image by Dariusz Sankowski at pixabay.com.

Reigniting an Old Flame!

This is very much how I feel rewriting my Starlighters book one, Wings of Fire and Fury. It was my first. The words have changed so much since I sat down at my document five years ago. Now, my voice has changed along with my ideas for the characters and the story. But it’s still the same at its core.

When you go so long without seeing or touching something, it’s like you have to relearn everything about it. For me, as a writer, I’ve thought about this story lot since I last did anything significant on it. And due to personal issues, I went a long time without even looking at it. But I still thought about what I wanted it to be.

Unlike an old flame, and old WIP can become exactly what you want it to be when you’re ready to put the ideas into it. An early WIP might have a lit of messy parts and a plot all over the place, but with renewed vigour and experience, you’ll be surprised how you can turn that old WIP into something new and exciting. 

I need a break from Out of Ashes while it’s with my beta readers, so reviving my first project makes sense. It’s a pentalogy, so not the best idea for a debut novel. I’m not saying that all series are bad ideas for first-time authors. But I found the project a little overwhelming not so long ago and chose to focus on my standalone novel, Out of Ashes, as my debut. It’s on the shorter side for fantasy fiction and more likely to be published for this aspiring author.

That didn’t mean that Starlighters left my heart or my thoughts. It was purely on hiatus in the writing sense, but I’ve made regular notes as I’ve thought of new and more interesting events. 

Now, I’m trying to put those ideas into my latest version. Some things are getting completely rewritten while others are simply getting a prose upgrade, but at the end of the day, the whole thing will look different when I’m done with it. 

This is a good thing, and while my primary WIP is pending feedback, I’m going to use my writing time to rekindle this old flame and make it loveable. 

Title image by Myriams-fotos at pixabay.

Get Real!

Whether you write speculative or realistic fiction, your characters need real character traits and real issues going on in their lives. I’m not talking solely about plot-related things. I’m talking about what makes your character multidimensional. 

You might create them from scratch, or they might be inspired by someone you know. Honestly, a lot of my characters are inspired by people I know. Sometimes it’s just the small things like uncommon words or personal preference, or.some personality quirks that I think made that person interesting. Other characters represent someone or something in my life, and others are very closely based on people I know. 

But at the end of the day, they’re my fictional version adapted to work with my story. 

Below are just some of the “real” things that my characters deal with. Some overlap, some dominate their lives, and some are just the little things that create a realistic and relatable character.

Making Characters Unique

Every character needs something that sets them apart from the others. This could be a personality trait or a special skill. It could be done through their mannerisms like someone who always shrugs or rakes their hand through their hair or paces. Or maybe through their abilities, like speaking several languages or a rare magical power.

Insecurities

This can manifest in various aspects of a character’s life. Self-image, jealousy, too much pressure to succeed. They all make a character doubt themselves, which you might have casual mentions of throughout, or it might come at a crucial moment and the character has to overcome their insecurities and be brave. 

Good or Bad Luck

This is a big issue in my Starlighters series, since a few characters can sense the gist of a good or bad future. Of course, this is magic based, but many of us get niggly feelings that something good or bad is going to happen. It’s also part of foreshadowing in your book. 

The other side of this is past luck. Someone might consider themselves bad luck because of the life they’ve had. Others might have lucky charms to help keep them on a positive path. 

Reactions to Traumatic or Stressful Events 

Characters go through a lot during an average book or series. You need to drop descriptions of how certain stresses or emotional events affect your characters. Life stresses can cause limp hair, bags under their eyes, weak state, weight issues. That last one is very true for me, so I used it for one of my MCs.

Or there are deeper traumas like a break-up, death, or losing a job or home. These major losses will create grief in your character. It usually affects the character in every scene after the grief hits and might manifest in depression or frustration. Yes, it’s dark and grim. But it’s real and will make a big impact on your characters. 

Real Moments

Characters need a few real moments, like getting up in the morning, eating food, shopping, at work or reading a book. These could happen before or after the plot-related events of the scene, but you should include these activities even if they’re summarises in a short paragraph so as not to add too much detail to a mundane activity.

Nobody wants a book full of boring conversations, but a few lines of banter or general chit-chat go a long way. Use the quiet moments for characters to drop a comment about a character’s clothes or their sister’s boyfriend or how their new job is going. It’s best to keep this to a few lines of dialogue before leading into the conversation you need the characters to have.

Your characters are as real as you make them. 

Title image by Thoughtcatalog at pixabay.

Cheers to My Yesterday

Cheers to the yesterday that broke me, stole all I had until I was nothing.

It chipped away at my sanity and left me for dead.

Yesterday threw rock after rock at me until I fell over the edge.

It kept throwing rocks so I couldn’t climb back up.

Cheers to the yesterday that made me scream with rage until I cried with despair.

It drained me of my strength so I couldn’t fight back.

Yesterday was a nightmare that still haunts me. 

I wake up in a riled panic because of yesterday. 

Here’s to tomorrow and the hope it gives me that yesterday is over. 

It’s the breaking of the storm and the pressure off my heart.

Tomorrow holds the sun that will light my days.

It’s the lifeline to pull me back up and back on my feet.

It’s the breath of air I’ve been holding all this time. 

Here’s to the future unknown. It can’t possibly be as bad as yesterday.

Inspired in part by “Yesterday” by Imagine Dragons.

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Final Chapter!

What a perfect day to finish my beta copy of Out of Ashes. It’s been amazing to work on the latest draft and, despite life getting in the way, I’ve put the final changes into my final chapters all in time to finish 2020.

Well… technically. The final chapters just need a SpaG edit, then they’re off to Critique Circle for feedback. 

I find the opening and final chapters have to do so much. The opening has to set enough up so the reader can follow the story as it unfolds. And the final chapters have to wrap everything up in a neat little bow. 

If you’ve done everything right, then your final chapters will bring the story and characters together in one beautiful coda. Some things fade away over several pages while others go out with a bang in one paragraph. But you need to give a satisfactory conclusion whether it’s a single book or part of a series.

That’s not to say you can’t leave things open as long as they’re not key plot points. Where the characters’ lives go from here is still questionable, but the final moments of the book work best when they complete the short-term goals you set for them earlier in the book. If you want a more definitive conclusion, you could write an epilogue or have the final chapter be several years later. Show what the character did with what they learned in their story. 

Everything must begin and end somewhere. Make it a great start with an even greater finish.

And Happy New Year!!!Title image by  at Mati-foto Pixabay.com

Sharing Some Winter Cheer!

Inspiration comes from all kinds of places for me. There isn’t one single source that I can draw from. Seasonal things are inspirational too, like renewing things in spring, relaxing in the summer heat, or enjoying the beautiful colours of autumn.

Winter cheer isn’t so different from Christmas cheer for me, but in the spirit of holiday equality, there are lots of ways to brighten up the darkest months of the year that aren’t obvious Christmas decorations. Also, this means you can put them up early and leave them up well after Christmas and have the excuse, “They’re not Christmas decorations. They’re winter decorations.” 🤣

Lights in a bowl. I have plug-in lights mixed with Christmas baubles, but just the lights would look really pretty and brighten up a dark hallway in winter. Or you could use battery LED lights in a glass or a small vase. 

LED candles.😍 I love them soooo much. They’re safe and pretty, and you can move them around if you want them in different rooms. I have a few candle holders about the flat, so LED tea lights look fantastic in them.

Or try coloured candles for decoration. I have some scented ones in sparkly glasses. I never light them because I don’t trust my cats with candles, but they look and smell really nice.

Light-up wall art. This beautiful winter picture acts like a night light in my hallway. It’s just as beautiful without the lights.

Add sparkly and shiny things to normal things. The candle normally has potpourri around it, but in winter, I swap it for some beads and painted pinecones. I swap my fake flowers for wintery twigs and add glittered twigs or flowers to them. You can’t see very well in the photo, but the glittery twigs have LED lights on them. They broke a while ago, but I still like the glitter in the vase.

My ten-month-old kitten, Tinkerbell, very helpfully pointed out my practical peg lights. They’re just on my desk organiser right now, but sometimes I string them up and peg photos or Christmas cards on them.

I’m like a flower. I need light and warmth and pretty things. Hah, that last one makes me sound awfully materialistic. I can’t help it if I like shiny and sparkly things. Maybe that’s what makes me a cat person. 

Anyway, don’t le the darkest months drain your cheer and inspiration. 

And here’s my Christmas playlist again. There are some wintery songs on there, too. Enjoy…

Title image by Larisa-K at Pixabay.com 

What’s Your Christmas Soundtrack?

Some people love Christmas songs and carols while others despise them. That’s okay. I sometimes hate them myself. 

Not this year. I’m loving pretty versions of Christmas classics and modern songs. I’ve found even more inspiration to spark my creativity. It’s mostly musical, but I like writing to tinkly Christmas music. It’s calming, thought provoking, and just really nice to listen to.

Some of my favourite Christmas music comes from ballets like The Nutcracker’s Dance of The Sugar Plum Fairy is one of my favourites. I found a version by Lindsey Stirling after a friend mentioned her. She also plays a lovely Carol of the Bells, which I wanted to learn but was too basic on the flute at the time. Now I can play it on my keyboard and I’m learning Silent Night on the violin, which I’m doing really well with. I can play it really well on flute and piano because it’s a simple tune.

I’ve been having so much fun with music lately and it’s helped a lot with my writing because I feel all creative and jolly. It’s nice to feel jolly after such a complicated year all around, plus a horrible year and Christmas last year. 

After everything we’ve all gone through this year, we need the Christmas spirit more than ever. Even if you don’t celebrate it, you can have your own merry spirit. 

My Christmas playlist.

Image by Islembenzegouta at Pixabay.

Little Snowflake!

Winter’s coming, lol. Had to. It’s been a long few months since I started back at work after the lockdown, and I’m about ready for a nice Christmas. This year things are weird but good and I have two weeks off work to write, play music, and spend time with my parents. 

My musical creativity has already been flowing with my violin practice and more piano practice. I’ve dipped into playing my flute, but I’ve had this weird cold for like a month, so I don’t have the breath for the flute right now. Don’t worry, it’s not Covid, I got tested to be sure and was negative. Anyway, back to winter and music.

It’s this just the cutest little winter/Christmas song ever. I love to play it for my little students, and we spin around like snowflakes.

Anyway, I decided to make a score of it just from fun. It took me a few hours to get the right notes along with a more-or-less ok-ish left hand. But I’m proud of being able to take a simple song and translate it into notes musicians can read. 

Here it is on Musescore where you can hear the synthesizer.

Or download it below. It was just for funsies, but it made me feel super creative.

Feature image by Jill Wellington at pixabay.com

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