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Inspiration?

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So a lot of people ask me where my inspiration comes from. Where do I get my ideas, how do I decide what happens to each character?

Well it really depends on what day it is and what part of the story I’m writing about. I’ll explain a little bit more in-depth as we go…

First off, Lia’na, one of the most beloved characters I’ve ever written about was actually based largely on my wife’s personality. She can be feisty, independent, and very saucy at times, so I did the best I could to emulate that in my story. The result was a very multi-dimensional character that got pretty decent reviews. So character creation can really depend on experience and emulating the people around you, it’s not a must, but it is one way of creating their personalities.

Of course this basing them on people you know and love comes with it’s own set of problems. As the character grows and faces adversity, it can be hard to do anything that injures the character. This is because often times when you’re envisioning the character experiencing hardships, it’s not too much of a stretch to see the person that character is based on in the same situation. Without giving too much away, this is why I struggled so much with Tears of the Fallen. One of my cousins said basing that character off of my wife was an epic mistake… and now I see why. So all I can say is be careful and try not to let the person your basing the character on know that your basing it on them. It can lead to an uncomfortable situation if you put the character through hell.

So that covers character, but what about plot points?

Well to be honest, the main plot point: Love, tragedy, revenge, etc. I always have ready before I ever get started. I know what the story is going to be about long beforehand. Often it’s a different take on a plot I saw in a movie or a game I played, but just as often, it’s something that just randomly popped into my head. Once I have that, I can begin writing. I have a library of characters to work chose from that I’ve already created in my mind it’s just a question of whether or not the story will fit them (Tersa, your day is coming, I promise!!!)

So what about the secondary plot points? Say the death or dismemberment of a character, or a change of heart…
My answer there is music. Yup, it’s that simple, when I’m writing, I listen to a lot of music. To me it’s not the lyrics as much as the melody and the notes chosen by the singer…

Let me give you a few examples… (Warning!!! I’m a metal head!)

Rhapsody- March of Time

Listen to the opening female vocals and the chorus line. Listening to the overall mood and tone made me picture a bittersweet memory, like something you look back on fondly, but that also causes you a good amount of sadness. After coming to that realization, I made the decision to kill of a character in one of my stories and to put a lot of emphasis on how that person’s death affected the other characters. That alone helped set the stage for a third adventure that I hadn’t even counted on.
Into the West – Peter Hollins (I’m more partial to this version than the original.)

This is one of two songs that I listen to when I’m dealing with intimate moments. This song helps me write about loving care, like when a character is in pain and another character is trying to comfort them. See how it fits?
Russel Crowe – Stars

Okay, before anyone goes nuts, I know how people feel about Russel Crowe’s performance as Javert, and no, this is not my choice version of the story. I prefer the Irish rendition starring Jeff Leyton. That being said, there is something… touching about this version of the song. Ignore the lyrics, listen to the melody and the music in the background. To me, it sounds almost like a lullaby. I’m sure that everyone will think that this is crazy, but this is what I listen to when writing a part dealing with mentoring or parenting, and honestly, it fits perfectly.

Other songs I listen to for inspiration for things like fighting scenes or finales include:

From one of my favorite bands ever:

As well as a plethora of things like Dragonforce, Luca Turili, Nightwish, Within Temptation, Ancient Bards, and Fairyland. Things like:

So now that I’ve increased everyone’s playlist exponentially (you’re welcome), I have one more to show you. If you’ve read my explanation of where my inspirations come from and you’re still scratching your head (don’t worry, you’re not alone), then I have a little exercise for you:

This is, in my opinion, one of the most fantastic musical numbers that somehow no one knows about! Start at the 2 minute mark, close your eyes, and listen, just listen. See what pops into your head (aside from this scene from the movie). What do you picture happening? What does the song mean to you? When you hear the tone of the music, how does it make you feel and if you were to create a story around it, what would it say?

Anyway, I hope this helps and hopefully gives other writers or writing hopefuls out there a few more tools to work with!
Catch you on the flip side!

-Jim

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James Harrington’s Magnifica: The Last Enchanter, Chapter 1

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“I don’t know about this, sister. Are you sure?”

“Yes Roselyn, their story needs to be told.”

“I doubt many will believe us.”

“I know that, but we owe our friends as much. If it wasn’t for them, our world might not exist anymore.”

“Ariel … I hope you are right…”

“Let’s begin.”

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Chapter I

“Toby, get up! You’re going to be late for class!”

Toby’s eyes shot open and he sat up quickly without thinking. His head impacted against the top bunk, making a loud thud, “Ow, f…!”

He slammed his fist against the bed frame before glaring at the person who had roused him. His roommate stood at the door pointing a stubby finger at the clock on his wall, “Come on man, it’s 8:45! You know how Professor Arias reacts to tardiness.”

Toby shook his head as he fixed his dark brown hair, “Gishan you’re a dwarf, don’t you have a stone somewhere to bang?”

The stubby teen crossed his arms, “Oh funny! Because all dwarves are miners, right? At least we live more than a measly hundred years.”

“All right, all right,” Toby sighed, “I’m sorry.”

Gishan smiled as he shook his head in disapproval, “What would you do if you didn’t have me around?”

“Find a less annoying roommate!” Toby shot back.

Once the pain went away, Toby stood up and looked around. His dorm room was a mess. Clothes and empty beer bottles littered the floor, the posters were falling off the wall, and the beds looked like they hadn’t been made in months.

Toby could have cleaned things, but he was used to it being this way. He quickly grabbed a shirt off the floor and threw it on over the wrinkled jeans he had been sleeping in. He then grabbed a pair of sandals and slid them on his feet.

“Really,” Gishan scoffed, “sandals in February?”

Toby looked up at his roommate as he strapped them around his ankles, “How warm has it been out recently, 60 degrees?”

Gishan shrugged, “Still too cold for me…”

Once Toby was ready, he grabbed his books and joined Gishan at the door. He easily towered over the dwarf by at least 2 feet, “Okay I’m ready, let’s go.”

“I think it might be time for a laundry run.” Gishan sighed as he scratched his chin stubble.

“Too much trouble,” Toby replied, “besides, weren’t we just at your parent’s house?”

“Yeah,” Gishan chuckled as he turned to the door, “well… we could always do it ourselves?”

Looking at the piles of laundry that were almost completely covering their floor, Toby had a sudden change of heart. He hated having his roommate’s mother help him with laundry, but the pile had grown to the point where their small washers wouldn’t do the job. Plus he knew his uncle would never help him out with it.

“Fine…” Toby replied in a defeated tone. “Why don’t you give your parents a call and see if they would like a visit this weekend.”

Gishan laughed, “Thought you’d see it my way.”

He then turned to the door, “Come on, we’re going to be late.”

Toby followed his roommate out the door and down the hallway. Unlike their room, the hall was almost sterile with beautiful carvings of heroic figures on the walls and newly polished hard wood floors.

The building was quite old as was evidenced by the musty smell and the old style steam heaters that lined the hallway. Most of the residents had lost count of how many times the clanking and hissing of those heaters had kept them awake.

Toby had been known to spend hours inspecting the carvings on the walls trying to determine who they were of, but there was no time for that now. The two friends raced down the hall, flew down the front staircase, and found themselves in the main courtyard.

It was another unusually warm day at Arcanus College in North Boston. The sun shined down over last remaining piles of snow from a pre-Christmas storm. It had been the only snow they’d seen that year.

Various students, both dwarven and human made their way to various engagements and classes across campus. Everyone was dressed as though it were spring weather. Most had on jeans and t-shirts, but still kept jackets with them just in case.

The main building was almost a quarter of a mile across campus, though it seemed longer than that to Toby. By the time they reached the building, their classroom door was already closed. They were late.

Gishan shrugged, “Well we could just chalk this up as a sick day?”

Toby shook his head, “No way, today we’re learning about the second war of the Alliance. It’s the big one, and I don’t want to miss it.”

“Fine,” Gishan replied, knowing that there was no point in arguing, “but I never got what you loved so much about these fairy tales. They happened thousands of years ago. Hell, we don’t even know how much of these stories really happened and how much is mythology. Why did we even take this class? What does ‘Survey of Pre-Western Civ.’ have to do with either of our majors?”

“It’s one of the last core requirements I need to graduate.” Toby answered only half paying attention. “You can go back if you want, but I’m going in.”

Gishan shook his head, “Whatever dude, right behind you…”

The two of them slowly opened the heavy wooden door in an attempt to sneak in unnoticed. They proceeded into a lecture hall with over a hundred students in attendance and tried to find open chairs in the back of the auditorium. Their plan failed however, when a gruff voice from behind made them jump, “Ah Gishan Nemog and Tobias Arrigan, so glad you could make it.”

The two friends turned to see that Professor Arias had been watching them the entire time. The man towered over the two boys with his arms crossed under his black robes. His white hair was indicative of dealing with students like Gishan and Toby a little too long, “That’s what now? Three times you’ve been late to class? We haven’t even been in session two weeks!”

“Sorry Prof,” Gishan replied, “we um…”

“Were up drinking rock salt vodka all night.” Arias interrupted, finishing his sentence. “If you lay off that dwarven swill, you might actually make it to class on time.”

Soft chuckling could be heard around the room as the professor turned back to the board, “That’ll be a five page paper, typed, single-space, due on Friday for the two of you. I want you to examine the significance of the Second Alliance War with emphasis on the Ulium Plague.”

“The Elven plague.” Toby whispered to Gishan as they sat down.

“I know!” The dwarf spat back. “Believe it or not, I do pay attention.”

The professor glared at them both, “Glad to hear it. Now if you two don’t mind, I have a class to teach.”

Toby nodded, “Sorry professor, it won’t happen again.”

Professor Arias rolled his eyes as he turned back to his board, not believing a word of anything they said, “All right open you books to…”

“Excuse me…” A faint voice chimed in from the back of the room. “I’m very sorry I’m late.”

The whole class turned to see who had spoken. The professor’s eyes followed the voice to the back of the room. Standing at the door was a young woman with fair skin, big bright hazel eyes, and long blonde hair. Her bangs were partially braided and tied around the back of her head to keep her them out of her eyes.

Toby’s eyes widened as he saw her standing behind him. Her slender body and beautiful face made it difficult for him to turn away. Then he noticed her pointed ears that stuck out on either side of her head and were only partially covered by her hair. He quickly turned back to face forward. No way…

An air of disgust came over the room as Professor Arias looked at her with scornful eyes, “Ah this does seem to be the day for tardiness… Well, who are you?”

The girl spoke with a light accent that wasn’t recognizable to most of the class, “My name is Lia’na of the White Water Clan. I just transferred to Arcanus this spring and signed up on the last day of open registration.”

She walked down the aisle to the professor and handed him a piece of paper. He took the sheet and only half-glanced at it, “Oh very well… Looks like I’m going to have to have a few words with the people at registration… take a seat Leena.”

“Lia’na, sir.” She said softly.

“Noted.” The professor replied. “Take a seat so we can get started.”

Lia’na emotionlessly nodded, “Lien ni, Professor.”

She turned to look for an open seat and spotted one near the back of the room. The moment she sat down, the students around her moved away or turned their desks so that she couldn’t see their faces. She looked down at her books and pretended not to notice.

Toby couldn’t believe his eyes, “Are you seeing this, Gishan, an elf, here at Arcanus.”

Gishan snorted, “Not many of those sharpys left. Wonder what brought her out of the woods?”

“No idea,” he replied, “but what’s up with that name man, sharpy?”

Gishan grinned, “Yeah, sharpy, as in they have pointed ears? Their ears are sharp, get it?”

“Yeah I know what it means jackass,” Toby replied in an annoyed tone, “but what’s your damage?”

“Elves and dwarves have never gotten along. Do I need a specific reason?” Gishan shot back.

“Whatever.” Toby whispered, not wanting to drag this out. “I thought elves had their own colleges.”

“Well she’s here now.” Gishan said with a growl. “Just keep her eyes off me. I’ve heard they can bewitch you.”

Toby shook his head, “Oh relax Gishan, I don’t think she’s going to come anywhere near you. Where do you get this stuff?”

“Let’s just say that historically, elves haven’t been too kind to my people.” Gishan replied.

Toby chuckled, “I thought you said that you didn’t know how much of those stories were actually true.”

Gishan didn’t reply opting to eye Lia’na for a few moments before turning back to Professor Arias as the lecture began. Toby was mystified by Lia’na’s appearance. Even though she dressed like any normal girl in their early twenties, her fashion sense was quite elegant and what most people had come to expect from an elf. She wore a white blouse that had short, puffy sleeves, a square neck, and seemed to drape down over her stomach like a dress. Her black jeans had odd, stiched-on, designs going up the legs that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight.

Lia’na noticed that Toby was looking at her and returned his gaze. He quickly turned his attention back to the front of the room, hoping Lia’na hadn’t seen him staring at her. She smiled and went back to straightening out her books as class continued, looking up every so often to see if she could catch him staring again.

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Magnifica’s Characters

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So I thought I’d give you all a chance to become familiar with the characters in the story for those of you who have not yet had a chance to pick it up.

Tobias Arrigan: Toby is your run of the mill overachiever. He currently attends a small private college with dreams of becoming a doctor some day, specializing in inter-species genetics. He was orphaned at a young age and sent to live with his paternal uncle. Even as a child, he knew that he was unique, but he could never figure out why.

Gishan Nemog: Toby’s best friend in the world. This young dwarf grew up with Toby in Natick, Massachusetts before Toby’s uncle moved to Brookline. Like many dwarves, he has a devil may care personality, which is reflected by his appearance. He puts on a tough front and doesn’t let things bother him, however he is extremely protective of his family, which includes Toby, whom he has all but adopted as his brother.

Tom: A somewhat timid boy around Toby’s age. He has very strong opinions, but is too often satisfied with letting others speak for him.

Michael: An arrogant young man from an extremely well to do family. His attitude is nothing short of smug superiority. He does not like elves at all and does not believe that they should be going to school at human institutions, given his own dark past.

Lia’na of the White Water Clan: One of the few female members of her clan. This beautiful young elf is extremely headstrong, and determined to do things her own way. She openly defied her clan’s elder and left the Elven reservation to attend school. She is very mysterious with a past shrouded in darkness.

Professor Arias: He looks like father time and has the attitude to match, according to his students. This man is an expert at history. Things are how he says and he doesn’t care what anyone thinks, period. Toby and Gishan have been known to annoy him on an almost continuous basis.

Auro: A few years Lia’na’s elder, he looks at her like a little sister. He was denied the right to ever take a mate of his own, and chose a life of celibacy over exile. He took up the sword as a sentry to protect the White Water Clan.

Masarabi: The White Water Clan elder. Extremely opinionated, pompous, and arrogant to a fault, she has runs her clan her way and doesn’t respond well to disobedience. She prefers subtle responses to challenges as opposed to outright commentary.

Aritem: A member of the Northern Clan and a descendant from aristocracy. His family is still extremely powerful and he is convinced of his own superiority. Many speculate that he would respond violently to being challenged, especially by a non-elf.

Giselle de la Fuente: Little is known about her. She showed up on campus and quickly befriended Gishan. All anyone knows about her is that she and her family have a troubled past and no longer speak.

Alistair: A mysterious man, over 15,000 years old. The FBI has been investigating him for years, attempting to piece together a case of identity fraud that surrounds him. He is extremely wealthy and powerful… and he holds many of the answers to Toby’s past, though Toby may not want to know the truth.

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James Harrington, the man, the author, the one who’s posts you’re reading about!

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Hello all and welcome!
My name is James Harrington, and this is my blog. There are many like it, but this one is mine and I hope that you will find it interesting.

So… let’s start off with a little about me, shall we?

First off, I am 31 years old as of this month, I am Boston-born and raised, and among the last generation of the Mission Hill born of my family. I graduated the University of Massachusetts with a degree in History. I had every intention of becoming a teacher, but being a strong right-wing conservative/libertarian, the extreme left wing views of the professors, as well as the political indoctrination of the school system left me disillusioned, resulting in me following a different career path.

I now work in the healthcare system where I support the technology side of things… but that’s not what you’re hear to read about.

So as no doubt everyone who has come here knows, I am a published author. My work includes both Historical Fiction and Urban Fantasy. Currently, the Magnifica trilogy is my only published work.

I started out writing short stories and fan fiction. I did have some successful publications in school papers and won a few essay contests here and there, but never really had a major break through back then.

In college, I had all but abandoned writing until a few friends began playing a Star Wars Role Playing Game. For those of you who don’t know what that is, basically you sit around a table telling a story and each person takes on a character in that story. Each person makes decisions along the way that affect the outcome.
Back on topic, said friends didn’t have a story and were getting nowhere coming up with one to launch their adventure. At that point, I took some time out of my schedule and began writing them a complete story that they could use as an adventure. It was a big hit and before I knew it, I had become their dungeon master. To be clear, I’d never played one of those games before and had no interest in them, but the guys loved my writing, so how could I say no?

Over time, I began taking the adventures that I had written for my friends and compiling them in a word document. Once we stopped playing, I went to work patching the adventures into a complete story. I printed it and had them read it. The story was a hit and my first novella was born.

Unfortunately, I knew it couldn’t be published because I simply couldn’t afford to pay royalties to Lucas Arts and any other number of sources that I had borrowed from. So I kept the story in paper form and gave copies to anyone interested in reading it.

It was around this time that I decided to really challenge myself. I knew I could write long stories that people were interested in, but I had never taken on something completely original, at least not to this level. Most of my original work up until now had been short stories. If I was going to come up with something completely original, it would have to be about something I knew a lot about. So I sat back and thought to myself, “What do I know a lot about?”
Three things popped into my mind; history, theology, and mythology.

“Of course!” I thought to myself. It was all so clear. So I sat down and after listening to a lot of Epic/Power Metal, I began working.

Within a few weeks of reading, writing, and listening to more metal, Divinity was born. I spent the next few months polishing it up and then spent the next year submitting it to literary agencies. As you can imagine, there was little to no interest in it or a first-time author with no significant credentials.

This did not stop me from writing through as I went on to work on an entirely new book series: James Harrington’s Magnifica. The first book, The Last Enchanter, took a new spin on Urban Fantasy. As a major fan of all things Tolkien, Elder Scrolls, Elder Edda, and more, I wanted to try something new. Modern day stories featuring fantasy creatures had been done before, but those stories mostly consisted of aliens, vampires, werewolves, wizards, or ghosts. There really weren’t any of the classical elves and dwarves living among society.

After a good year of writing, The Last Enchanter was complete and submitted for publication. It became my first success, which spawned two more novels in the series. Having now established myself as a writer, I could now revisit Divinity and begin work on getting my original novel available to the public.
So that’s about where I am now. Hopefully I have not bored my soon-to-be audience too much.

My books are available at the links below, or at your local bookstore (hopefully):
Magnifica: The Last Enchanter:

Magnifica: Tears of the Fallen

Magnifica: Gravestalker

Divinity: TBD

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