All posts tagged: Writer

Supporting Local – pt 2

Guess who’s back, back again, Judgey’s back, tell a friend, and subscribe to the blog because that’s only the right thing to do. Last time, in the Supporting Local series (until I find a clever name for it), we talked about Beast Time Fitness. Today, our focus is Apollo Legion. Apollo Legion made its debut last year and has pretty much taken the territory by storm. Created by jack-of-all-trades Charles Goodings Jr., A.K.A Pollo from right out of St. Croix, the clothing line features swimsuits, bodysuits, polo shirts, shorts, children’s apparel…

Writer’s Block and Branding

I am stuck AGAIN. I was actually working on chapter 20 of “A Feral Affair” when I just couldn’t figure out how to get it done. It’s ridiculous considering that I’m already four pages in, and I finished an important part of the chapter (that I have no idea where to place). There’s also the issue of clearing up some unanswered plot elements that I almost forgot about because I’m absent minded like that. I think I just need a moment to sit down and, well, think and then maybe I can come up with something concrete. The reason I say that having writer’s block is ridiculous is because I write for a living. I spend hours writing daily as a journalist. I basically pen essays as a source of income, yet I can’t get one measly chapter to come together. It’s driving me insane honestly. That aside, I’m also working on branding myself better. I used to just throw things together as I went along, but that’s not a good look. I’ve been putting …

A Feral Affair by Markida Scotland

Procrastination is my middle name

It’s been about a month since I wrote the last chapter of “A Feral Affair.” I don’t really have an excuse. I am a procrastinator at heart and because of who I am as a person I cannot even say when I will begin to write the rest of it. The plan is to start putting it all together over the weekend. To be fairly honest, this is the most active I have been with posting the chapters seeing as it usually takes me about a year or so tops to even get one out. We won’t talk about the three year long hiatus I was on either. Dark period of time that was. Oh what a time it was. We shant talk about it the same way we won’t talk about the year that shall not be named (The one between 2015 and 2017). But it’s not as though I don’t know where I am going. I already started writing the chapter, but it’s a bit difficult to get the exact direction I want …

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Feral Affair Chapter 19

The discussion on their shifter poison ended with just the name. Melanie didn’t explain what was in it nor how it affected shifters. All she knew was that she wanted no parts of it. She did learn, however, that it wasn’t just in the bullets. Explosives, knives, hell even the damn batons were made of it. “If majority of the Felids in the Valley are dead, why are you guys still in full war mode?” She asked, having watched them for hours going back and forth with loading and unloading things capable of killing her. “Because we are in war mode,” Melanie answered without taking her eyes off the paper in front of her. She was on the couch checking things off a list. “You think everything will really go back to normal after all of this? And you certainly can’t think just killing Kaleb with that godawful, poorly written, novella excuse, was going to sit well with people?” Course not. And speaking of which. “Do we have to ki–” Melanie slammed the paper on …

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Feral Affair Chapter 17

The town was on lock-down, The main roads leading into and out of it were closed, and skillful marksmen were placed on rooftops to remove anyone suspicious. Communication to the outside was blocked to ensure no outside interference. They had even managed to secure one of those freaks and use him to bait the others into the open. Even if they weren’t Felids, and were out and about they were targets. It was their own fault for not staying inside as they were told. So how was it they were still unable to kill one little girl? Robert Coldwell slammed his fists down on the desk before him as a fit of rage enveloped him. “If you had killed her from the start then you wouldn’t have this problem.” His harsh glare settled on his son’s smug form. “You know why I couldn’t.” “Actually you could. All of this makes no damn sense,” Dominic threw his hands in the air in frustration. “You’ve had ample opportunities to search out the cretin in this town and …

Feral Affair Chapter 16

“What. Are. The. Odds!” Dominic laughed. He had been smug and annoying ever since he and his men captured Kaleb. “Just when we were about to assume you escaped town, there you are! Running around like a fool.” Silence. “My sister is so simple I know she has to be here as well. She’s one of those loyal idiots so she wouldn’t leave you behind.” Kaleb wished to God he would shut up. “What? Nothing to say? Is the shame too much for you to bear?” The collar around his neck and the chains bounding him to the floor were the only things keeping Dominic from losing his tongue. For whatever reason, it wouldn’t allow him to shift. Since physical harm was out of the question, Kaleb resigned to silence. There was no point in arguing with him. It would only be a waste of energy. Eesac’s home was in the center of the town, just outside the Orchid Square where majority of Autumn Valley’s festivities were held. It made searching for Marissa so much …

Feral Affair Chapter 15

Shit, he had dozed off hadn’t he? Kaleb’s eyes fluttered open to see that he wasn’t in the same spot Marissa had left him. Well duh, He thought as he sat up and glanced around, taking in his new surroundings. Unless the forest had a sudden make over by a highly sought interior designer, obviously he wasn’t in the same place. Its Chinese-esque style with chinoiserie wallpaper, ikat pillows, a bold shade of sunset oranges, gold benches and Hollywood Regency touches told him he was in the home of someone with great tastes. “Up so soon?” Kaleb’s fangs were already bared and a low growl rumbled from the depths of his throat at the dark haired man that stood on the far side of the room. As he approached, eerily gray eyes scanned over Kaleb’s body. His rage, completely ignored. “Your recovery time is remarkable.” He reached out to touch the weakened male, but paused as he noticed the heightened hostility. There was no growl, but he could see from the icy stare that touching him would …

Feral Affair Chapter 14

How hard was it for things to remain normal for two seconds? Too much was happening too fast and it was becoming overbearing. One minute, she was ready to chew out Kaleb and the next thing she knew she was scurrying about the house, trying to avoid being shot. They could barely walk a few inches without a bullet whizzing by their heads. A loud crash came from the room they were nearing and a man in all black tumbled out the door. He had barely straightened himself out before he had his gun aimed at them. Kaleb sprang from his spot, snapped his neck with little to no effort, or remorse then beckoned for Marissa to follow. Speechless, she did so without question. Marissa tiptoed over the lifeless body and a shudder rippled through her. What if he was someone she knew? The temptation to remove the mask was there, but she decided against it. It was better not to know. As they were sprinting down the long hallway, her eyes remained focused ahead …

Feral Affair Chapter 9

In an instant, your whole life can change. One minute they were talking about things beyond her comprehension and then the next Butch was coming after her while her father just sat in the kitchen moping like a helpless child. Considering the route of their conversation, she didn’t know how to feel about Butch’s approach. So when he stood too close, she kicked him in his jewels and ran like a bat out of hell out the house. She had hidden in several bushes, trying to escape to the only place she could think of while Butch followed her with far too much ease. When he finally gave up, she was actually hiding in a garbage bin. Filthy as it was, she knew he would never think that someone like her would hide in such a place. After what felt like hours, she got out and ran to Sehjada’s house. She was tired and stank something fierce upon arrival. but her friend didn’t question her. She let her in with open arms, let her clean …