Don't throw away your old outlines and stories.

I started writing stories when I was eleven years old. I completed around twelve fantasy stories by the time I graduated from High School. During that time, I was also piling dozens of incomplete stories, manga adaptations, sketches, and blurbs.

Every now and then, I want to take an old story, strip my poorly structured characters, flimsy scenes, cheesy dialogue and give them a makeover.

When I have doubts about doing it, it’s because of these three questions.

  • What if I trunked my story because it’s not good?
  • I already have new ideas to write about.
  • Maybe they deserved to collect dust — It’s embarrassing to read!

I believe these aren’t wrong questions to ask, but I also think it’s a scapegoat not to use what could be rich content. Somewhere under the run-on sentences, and vomit of grammar mistakes, there could be a gold nugget—waiting to be polished.

The Black Wing series has colossal worlds where the past, present, and future intertwine with the series.

So what do I do when I want to create another book in the same world?

What better opportunity than dusting my bags (I don’t have a trunk) and revive one of my middle school/ high school stories?

My Blue Book. The papers feel soft, almost translucent in blue ink.

Blue Notebook has seen better days…

I will spare you the embarrassing parts of Blue Book and generalize what the story entails.

A materialistic, self-absorbed woman has the worst luck when she’s no longer on Eart. One mistake leaves her wedded off to an insufferable man. She must now live among a prominent village with iron-fist rules. This village is protected by a shy and very private dragon who is unable to leave his post by the coast. The woman must decide if she wants to adapt to her new world or become what the village people fear.

This story, aka Blue Notebook has been stored in my trunk (Microsoft bag) for 16 years!

Shout out to Microsoft. Don’t know how I got your bag…but I did.

But here is a warning

Fantasy writers, don’t blindly pick a story from your trunk, choose one that will fit with the world can add to your current series. Blue Notebook works well because the world I created has the same cultural, magic system, and medieval themes in The Black Wing series.

The setting in Blue Book is futuristic but involves swords and dragons. (I don’t know why I like combining sci-fi with medieval themes. But it showed 16 years ago and now)

If you can’t transplant your story into a current series, don’t sweat it.

Throw the setting/world away, but keep your characters, tweak them, give them a different hair color! Sometimes we give up on a story because the world we put our lively characters was not good enough. Don’t let your character’s pay for it.

This also works vice-versa. If your characters were not sticking to the plot or universe, you created — why throw both of them away?

If you’re going to trunk away your stories, don’t feel as though you have failed them.

One day, Blue Book will make a return.

You never know when yours might have a comeback.

Why I decided to write a spin-off of The Birth and why more books will submerge in 2020.

When I wrote the first few chapters of my dark fantasy series, The Birth was not in the plan. Well, once again neither was Lola: Aftermath of The Birth.

Here are the following reasons why I have to write outside of my volume series, and why I triple check everything before announcing an upcoming book

The worlds in The Black Wing series are vast.

In The Birth, you learn there is another world out there, Osois, an icy planet with an entire history that has yet to be explored.

Osois and its two moons.

In The Conflict, you uncover something beyond Earth, a secret that has been held for billions of years.

I’m not writing this to complain or validate my reasons, but rather, these scenes don’t belong in the main series. So I must write them in a separate book.

Here is what would have happened if I did NOT follow my gut:


Long Flash Backs

I like them, but not if it’s going to confuse or draw out the attention of the story. I don’t want to write unnecessary scenes and conversation unless my fantasy readers are already in the loop. Granted, there will be flashbacks in several chapters, but not all can fit in one book. Not on mine at the least.

Long Explanation

It leads to more questions!

If you have read The Birth, you learn about Lenurs (A video series of my species will be coming soon ) and their way of life. Lola learned of Lenurs and Osois through Avalon, and since The Birth was written in first person, it was thrown at (you) readers. For example:

Why is the Emperor immortal? Why is Eihbohn a meatless voice who Avalon trusted to watch over Lola and yet *Spoiler*? Why are Elites known to be the best and what’s the issue with their caspedian cloth?

Unnecessary Explanations

One of the things I’m trying to avoid when I’m talking about events in the past that shape the series is flooding the book when the attention is supposed to go elsewhere.

You’re always going to move forward–into the future in volumes of The Black Wing Series. Lets stay there if we can.

Do I have answers all of these questions? Yes, and I have much to give!

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My New Years gift to you!

Hello Black Wing Readers

While you will be busy dipping your cookies in milk and unwrapping your holiday gifts this week, I have one prepared just for you.

In celebration of the upcoming 2020 year, I will be giving away an advance free copy of The Conflict on January 1st, 2020, all you have to do is join my newsletter! You can unsubscribe afterward or stick with me for the entire journey of The Black Wing series!

We are close to the end of 2019 and what a journey! I reached new readers from Australia, and Pakistan this year, and finally settled on a book cover for The Birth (I obsess over my book covers a little too much.)

The Epic High Fantasy series continues to mend friendships, overcome unrequited love, but can they confront the conflicts in Eden Boarding School?

Jack makes the front cover in The Conflict.

Sneak peak from The Conflict

Chapter 10: Jack


The second-grader turns quicker this time in hopes she will find a boy hiding from the bushes. She wondered if she was being teased once again by Timothy, but this voice was softer and childlike.

“Up here,” the voice said.

But there is nothing out of the ordinary, except a rustle in the branches, the second-grader leans over the rail to look at them thoroughly. One of the branches from the coniferous is swaying up, and from the weight it carried.

“I can’t see you,” said Merla. “Where are you?”

“I’ll show myself if you promise not to hurt me. ‘They’ said you’d hurt me, but you won’t hurt me, would you?”

“I couldn’t hurt anybody,” admitted Merla. Sure, Timothy has upset her long enough to enjoy the idea of pulling his hair or biting him like she bit the guards, but she was afraid of trying out of fear she wouldn’t be allowed to stay in Eden.

 After another long pause, another rustle in the branches shakes near until it stops. Merla inches further from the rail, she uses the bench to get a closer look until a black bird flutters to her face that causes her to step off and fall into the ground. The black bird stands on the wooden rail and caws in response to her fall.

“I scared you!” The bird drops his neck towards his talons to release a long cackle.

Merla rises to her feet with her heart pounding from the fright, she leans towards the bird to see if he can really talk, but the crow flutters to the opposite rail.

He wanted her to respect their distance, even if Jack had little privacy to give to others. The seven-year-old didn’t know he watched her bask in the sun in the morning before flying to the city.

“I’m Jack,” said the young crow who started twirling in and out of the gazebo.

“My name is Merla.”

The bird now hops around the rail like he was marching in circles. His attention towards the black-haired girl remains in one eye, and the other at his surroundings, for his parents are unaware he crossed the bricked wall.

“I didn’t know birds could talk.”

“I certainly can, but this is my first time talking to a human crow.”

“A crow?” repeated Merla. “I’m not a crow.”

“Really?” said Jack, who cocks his head sideways. “You smell like a crow to me.”

“That must be it,” said Merla. “Am I a crow because I have wings?”

Her best-kept secret is also her worst, not once can she control the jet-black wings, except that she had to embrace herself. The bones as like a knife under fire, it melted her flesh to tear open. Merla inches her chin over her shoulder to look at her back, not a single feather has sprouted — not since her fall into Chela Island.

Chapter 10 continues in The Conflict