Nerd Love Works

I feel like bragging about my folks today. If anyone ever wondered where my nerdiness comes from, it is most definitely from my parents. They may seem normal to most, but deep down they are the truest nerds that have ever walked the planet.

My mother is a Trekkie. My father is a Star Wars fan. I don’t know what the name is for that. Star Warsian? I don’t know. Neither does he, so he just says that he likes Star Wars. The two have some good banter on the topic, most often happening while we are watching one of the two shows. Dad says that Star Trek is too boring. Mum says that Star Wars is just mindless fighting. It’s like the South Pole and North Pole under the same roof. And yet I know for sure that whoever I get married to, I would want my marriage to look like theirs. They basically met through nerdiness, because my Mum wasn’t really interested in my Dad at all before they started dating. She thought he was just a big brawn-before-brain kind of guy. But she learned that he was far more than that. There’s more to this, but that’s a story for another time.

But there is one thing that brings them together. What is that? J.R.R. Tolkien. When we were eight, my Mum read The Hobbit to us at night. When we were thirteen, we were finally allowed to watch the Lord of the Rings trilogy with Dad, and every year, without fail, we sit down to give it a watch. I can’t think of a single year that we have not taken the time to do it, even while I am in college.

My parents were the first ones to watch the first “The Hobbit” movie, not me. I got the review of the film from my mum the next day while I was trying to study.

And when my parents heard that I was writing a fantasy book, it was as though their dreams came true. Both my Mum and my Dad have been keeping tabs on it the whole time, and have even helped make many of the creatures and some plot twists.

So if you ever feel like your nerd romance will never work out, take my parents as an example. It totally does, and they’ve raised some epic children as well if I do say so myself.

The moral of this story? Being yourself is the best thing you can ever be. If you want to get a true soul mate for life, don’t be afraid to show who you are. It might be pretty awesome.

Nerd Love Works

I feel like bragging about my folks today. If anyone ever wondered where my nerdiness comes from, it is most definitely from my parents. They may seem normal to most, but deep down they are the truest nerds that have ever walked the planet. My mother is a Trekkie. My father is a Star Wars fan. I don’t know what the name is for that. Star Warsian? I don’t know. Neither does he, so he just says that he likes Star Wars. The two have some good banter on the topic, most often happening while we are watching one of the two shows. Dad says that Star Trek is too boring. Mum says that Star Wars is just mindless fighting. It’s like the South Pole and the North Pole under the same roof. And yet I know for sure that whoever I get married to, I would want my marriage to look like theirs. They basically met through nerdiness, because my Mum wasn’t really interested in my Dad at all before they started dating. She thought he was just a big brawn-before-brain kind of guy. But she learned that he was far more than that. There’s more to this, but that’s a story for another time. 

But there is one thing that brings them together. What is that? J.R.R. Tolkien. When we were eight, my Mum read The Hobbit to us at night. When we were thirteen, we were finally allowed to watch the Lord of the Rings trilogy with Dad, and every year, without fail, we sit down to give it a watch. I can’t think of a single year that we have not taken the time to do it, even while I am in college. My parents were the ones to watch the first “The Hobbit” movie, not me. I got the review of the film from my mum the next day while I was trying to study.

 And when my parents heard that I was writing a fantasy book, it was as though their dreams came true. Both my Mum and my Dad have been keeping tabs on it the whole time, and have even helped make some of the creatures and plot twists. So if you ever feel like your nerd romance will never work out, take my parents as an example. It totally does, and they’ve raised some epic children as well if I do say so myself. The moral of this story? Being yourself is the best thing you can ever be. If you want to get a true soul mate for life, don’t be afraid to show who you are. It might be pretty awesome.

There are no greater scenes to write than those involving awkward romance or an even greater awkward lack of it.

The Best Scene Ever

This is a very brief blog. I have officially written my favorite scene in the book so far. Screw bloody battles and grand description, this was the best. It was actually a more romantic scene if you can call it that. It was not great for its wondrous romanticism. It was great for its realism and awkwardness. Putting my characters in awkward scenes is by far one of the greatest feelings I get as a writer.

Basics: a character is madly in love with another. The one character has no idea such a thing is possible. After a good portion of time, they finally realise what is going on, and instead of going along with it, make it even more awkward. I have done great things. I feel like a really proud dad of my children I wrote into existence. For those of you who are curious where it is, it is in chapter two. It is unique to the second draft, but I think it made that entire chapter better.

So for the other writers, have you yet ventured into the realm of romance writing? How did your first romance scene go? I’m really curious. Let me know in the comments!

The Single Person’s Christmas

Apologies for not posting a blog for some time. I have been amassing a Twitter following, starting with 17 but sure to burst till its full power is reached. Soon this budding author shall have armies of hundreds in Twitter, Facebook, WordPress, Middle Earth…! All right, maybe not that last one. As the Christmas season nears, I think it’s been the first one in a long time that I’ve been single for the holidays. But there are perks to that as well as deep sadness of the memories of girlfriends past. So let me share with you all that!

• Con: I don’t have a significant other to buy a gift for.
• Pro:  I don’t have a significant other to buy a gift for! Huzzah for stingy people!
• Con: No-one to kiss under the mistletoe. (Not that I ever actually did that, as I don’t care where I kiss someone should I do so.)
• Pro:  Bah, who am I kidding. I never did it anyway. And besides, if I wanted to, I’m no longer limited to one. 😉
• Con: No legitimate possible snuggle partners.
• Pro:  Ha-ha! Now I have the blankets all to myself. You won’t even be able to see me under this cozy awesomeness.
• Con: I don’t get as much of a kick out of romantic love songs.
• Pro:  I’m no longer waiting for them. Now I like ALL THE SONGS! “Frosty the snowman, was a jolly happy soul…”
• Con: I have no legitimate excuse to run away from everyone else to do a one-on-one talk.
• Pro:  People still totally understand when you randomly disappear recovering from lost love. Or just leave for any reason. People are tiring for an introvert! And you now have more time to enjoy the holiday with family!

May you all have excellent holidays ahead of you! Merry, Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah, A very festive Kwanzaa to those that celebrate, and Happy Holidays to all the rest! And, of course, a Happy New Year to boot! This is my blog, and so until Christmas is over, I sign off! God bless!