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KEEP THE BEST FOR LAST: Backloading Technique by Rayne Hall

Keeping this as back up for myself as a little reminder for my works.

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BACKLOADING TECHNIQUE

Here is a nifty technique to give your writing style more impact: Structure your sentences so the most powerful word comes at the end. The last word touches the reader’s psyche more than any other, so make it count.

Short, evocative nouns, adjectives and verbs are best. Here’s a list for your inspiration: RayneHall - Fantasy Horror Author - Portrait by Fawnheartdeath, dead, kiss, lust, treachery, blood, fear, die, kill, deep, cold, heat, dark, boil, pull, grave, grip, grasp, hope, sear, scream, thrill, scar, bone, flesh, skull, wound, pray, pain, soul, child, flee, trap, teeth, curse, escape, safe, love.

These words, on the other hand, have no particular effect: it, then, them, across, through, there, somehow, around,  under, of, off, for, that, be, others, his, her.

Often, restructuring the sentence is all it takes, or perhaps adding, deleting or replacing

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Soul’s Little Lie 2: Broken Roses summary

This might be a work in progress summary bit, not sure yet, but I’m sharing it with my future fans now.

Here you go –

Davon Tucker’s life has been turned upside down. Local reporter, Leah Jones, finds Davon in his hotel room in his worst nightmare – covered in his own blood going down the drain. His mind is haunted by his worst fear, but he is not sure if it is true or not. The only way to get himself out of these mental hauntings is to check himself into Strong Waters Rehab Center in upstate New York, however, his older sister Amy seems to have plans of her own. Amongst the old mansion turned rehab center, a dark history begins to surface as Davon and Leah dig deeper into the bowels of the old foundation. A haunting voice soon awakens the worst in Davon’s mind – ‘Don’t return to the dreaming’, it says, but how can Davon keep himself from dreaming while the nightmares around him are very much awake and moving all around the grounds?

Garden of Future Possibilities

There are those creatures in your mind that claim to take control of you when you are not looking.  These creatures of the mind have many names – Depression, Anger, Fear, Sadness, Melancholy, Moody, and Demon. They whisper in your mind’s inner ear hurtful; untrue things to us.  They pretend to know us with calm voices, angry voices, emotional voices to sound like you.  The way to hush these creatures inside us, these demons is to force them into submission.  Crack a whip at them like venom from a snake.  Crack that whip as loudly as you can inside your mind.

The demon Depression is among all the others in your Garden of Doubt.  You stroll through it careful not to step on any of them so not to rouse their sleeping heaps of flesh and shadow.  Soon, you find an ‘interesting’ demonic Depression or Fear.  You walk up softly to it, and as the demon awakens, snarls at you throwing its venomous words your way, you stand tall and crack that whip of Submission. The sound is mighty loud as though Zeus the God of Thunder himself threw a bolt at the Demon’s feet.

Cracking the whip once more, “NO! You are my bitch! You come with me! NOW!”

That very moment the Demon Depression has a steel collar around its neck.  Demon Depression whimpers, but then screams at you obedience hoping you’ll cave in.  You crack the whip once more, the Demon cowers back and follows you to your work space.

Crack the whip again and point, “Get over there to the wall! Chain yourself or else!” The Demon growls angerly at you, but then gazes at the whip and obediently takes its place against the mighty Wall of Faith.  Looking upon this Demon of Depression chained by all four limbs, you study it to great detail.  Then, a light bulb goes off over your head!  You star to write!  You star to paint! You take a break from the work and you dance with glee at what you created from said Demon of Depression. Soon the work is done. You admire the beauty of what you created.  As you hand your piece onto your Wall of Creation, you look back to see that the Demon of Depression has shrunk in size to that of a puppy. The darkened colors of blues, purples, sickening greens and brownish-yellows has all be faded out. All that is left of the Demon of Depression’s colors are transparent, fading ever so more and more as the life energy from it’s darkness has been transformed by your work of inspiration.

Just before the Demon of Depression fully disappears, it transforms into a seed.  A single seed in a shape it chose to be – pastel colors in oval shape?  A glorious gold in shape of a twenty side dice? Silvery shimmers come off of it like light from the sun or moon as you old it in your hand. You hold the seed close to your chest as you smile with love all around you. Turning away from the Garden of Doubt, you open a gate to another garden – the Garden of Future Possibilities. You walk through the garden with pride. For each battle with the Garden of Doubt, you reap what you sow of the seeds in which the Demons transformed into.  The Garden of Future Possibilities is colorful beyond measure. The colors are endless. The flowers of all kinds of shapes are endless and beautiful.

Finding an empty place to bury the seed, you place it in the hole and cover it in the good tilled earth. Water it with light. Give it plenty of shine from your soul. Watch your garden grow with strength of your heart.

What will you find in your Garden of Future Possibilities? You won’t know until you put that Demon of Depression into submission. You are the Master of Depression. It will be hard work to fight them all even if you have thousands to face every day. It is your job to face them, but remember you don’t have to do it alone. Call a friend to help you fight the demons with you. You are not alone in your darkened garden. There is light and love waiting to help you. Reach out. I know you can do it.

Robin Williams, suicide, and being a coward.

I have suffered from years, nearly 30 years of depression day in and day out along with PTSD due to abuse from a very mean spirited; hurtful mother. I tried to do myself in twice in the past and am grateful for my friends who reached out to me. I’m even more grateful for myself to have found the courage to reach out to them when I needed them most. It does get better. We all may be a 1 Person Army when it comes right down to it, but we are all together on this ‘Island Rock in Space’ wanting, needing the same human comforts of each other.

Novel Illustration – Soul’s Little Lie

For nearly two weeks I’ve been working on a watercolor illustration for my novel series Soul’s Little Lie. Yesterday finished it and got it scanned.

Depicted in the piece are all six main characters from each novel. The full description is there in my gallery.

http://mythian.deviantart.com/art/Souls-Little-Lie-473895031

Have a look at it in my gallery.

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