A moment

A moment, any moment? A defining moment in my life? There are quite a few that really mean a lot. Looking ahead at what is being asked I can expand on others then I guess.

My first defining moment is the day I sparked. It was a scary day when I was a kid. It started out per usual. I was excited, my mom was coming home after having been out hunting monsters for a good bit. I was with my Nanny and I was was super excited to have my Halloween costume done. I had a fascination with dragons back then. My favorite character of all time was Mushu from Mulan. I remember watching the cartoon for days on end.

I was flitting around in my dragon costume made from real dragon scales. If I think about it now, it’s kinda disgusting. Dragons like most reptiles shed their outer layer of skin. My Nanny being a dragon kept the most pristine sheddings for use in armor making and various other projects - which included my Halloween costume.

Anyway, my Nanny was sick that day so I was pretty much running amuck in the house. I was fending for myself - feeding myself cereal and pretty much just making a huge mess. Which is probably one reason why I’m such a neat freak now - bad things happen to those who make messes! Normally this wouldn’t have been a problem, but today my mom came home to the disaster I had made.

Cereal all over the counter, milk sloshed over the edges of the cereal bowl all over the counter and on the floor. My mom has a temper and she never held back on it. She took me by the arm and started yelling. I was afraid. I was 5, I was always afraid of that voice. It didn’t matter if it wasn’t directed at me I always cringed when she started in that loud yet quiet voice that held the heat of a thousand suns.

I saw it happen. I saw the patterns from in front of my eyes - the gorgeous transparent red pattern that formed and the curtains leapt into flame. I see the pattern every day now. I see how easily my mind can conjure the simple element. It took a lot of training to not set things on fire just with a thought. The fire made my mother even angrier and my life fell to shit. She shook me and asked me if I did it. She raced to the kitchen to get the fire extinguisher and set it lose on the fire that was raging everywhere in the living room now.

When it was out she angrily threw it at me, narrowly missing my head and yelling at me to go to my room. That one moment changed my life. That one moment made me the man I am today. That one moment sent my life into a downward spiral I’m still fighting to rise up from. That one moment defined everything about me.

Your Best Friend

My best friend has been my best friend for nearly as long as I’ve been with the Venatori. I met Jason Hill when I was 5 year old. He was one of my roommates after the orange door. (A special room for firestarters that was fire proof and had special censors.)

Jace and I weren’t always friends though. All of my roomates were Magnus, thusly why we were all stuck together from the age 5 onwards. He was not so much a bully as he went along with the crowd at first. Everyone was bigger than I was at the age of 5 and I got picked on.

My first holiday with the Venatori was going to be a lonely one until Jace’s parents found out I was going to be spending it alone in our dorm room - no family no holiday leave. I was stuck alone. But they took pity on my small self and dragged me home to their little farm down south. The weather was much different and the world was much different.

Jace and I spent a great deal of time that first holiday season getting to know one another outside of the Academy. We struck it off well after the initial rejections of the idea.

We’ve been best friends ever since. We’ve done a great deal of things together most of which got us in trouble or at least made it look like we got in trouble a lot.

Jace is an all around good guy. We are alike is all the ways that matter to us. Our differences lie in things that mean little as friends. Jace is the biggest reason I got through the Academy as well as I did. His friendship kept me sane. He is the only brother I will ever need. He helps stabalize the wrong. He creates an environment that I needed to thrive. He kept me from keeping my nose in the books full time.

I wouldn’t be where I am with out Jace. I would do anything for him. And he me. I could go on and on about things we’ve done. How my life would be different without Jace, but that’s too long and too much and far too personal to tell the lot of you. I will say that my best friend is better than yours!

Draft 1 - The Dawning

I have decided to start posting The Dawning at Watt Pad to get some feedback and just a general because I want to.

You can find my profile there as well as the first chapter of The Dawning at wattpad.com.

I will post a chapter a week until it’s completed. This is a first draft. It is still being revised or will be in the revision process again at some point, right now it’s in the ferment and wait stage.

As per all my writing I always welcome constructive criticism.

Your Day

Most days are the same. Today is Tuesday, so it’s a typical day. I’m not exactly spontaneous from day to day. I don’t particularly like surprises either.

Nearly every night I wake up without the means of my alarm clock which is set for 7 am. Nightmares typically wake me up around 3 to 4 am and I promptly get out of bed. I sketch any new images to make sure I don’t forget details and then I head on my merry way of trying to wake up with a workout.

I should probably sleep more, but once the anxiety from the nightmares has plagued my body I tend to be restless and the need to do something hits hard, so I get in yoga and a workout and go about my day. By 7 am I have usually had breakfast and showered. 8 am starts the bulk of my day.

My schedule has changed to be more grown up. It used to be going to class, then lunch, then Magnus training and dinner and then the lovely homework. Now that I’m on my own it depends. It’s more stressful. Hunting a monster isn’t a 9 to 5 job. I go where the monsters lead me and work on their schedule. As long as I maintain the checkpoints of my life I’m okay. Lunch is at 12:30 and dinner at 5:30. I try to be in bed by 10 pm but that doesn’t always happen. The sooner I get to sleep the more likely I am to wake up early with a nightmare.

Typical days hunting are boring they entail me hitting the books of resources on a creature, or the news and media for a certain area of a scene I’m hunting through.

All in all, it’s pretty boring on a typical day like today. Just a bunch of research.

Your Definition of Love

Define love? I know what I want it to be - unconditional, irreplaceable and unmoveable. But love is hardly that. People throw it around and don’t mean it. I love you. I love this painting. I love pizza. Love.

Children love unconditionally. There are always those who say you teach a child to hate. I have never loved anyone like that, not that I remember anyway. I did before I was 5, I’m sure.

Love shouldn’t be given just because it’s nice to think about. It should mean something when someone says I love you. Love means you’ll be there no matter what a person says or does. Love means they can be mad at you and not like you but there is always love to bind you together through it all. It isn’t something that should be given lightly or because someone is your blood. Love should be forever.