Day 2: You can’t handle the Carl

Day number two is way easier that day number one. Day number one is just a flood of “What am I going to do about this?” “What am I going to do about that?” “Why is there a magical teleporting hat on that character’s head?” you know all the worrying, flailing around, and just in general freaking out about everything you’ve done wrong.

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(AHHHHHHHHHHH THERE’S TOO MANY EXCLAIMATION POINTS!!!!!)

Day number two is very relaxing in comparison. For those who don’t know, I’m editing a script during Camp Nanowrimo. So yesterday I freaked out about everything, but today I finally bit the bullet and wrote a brand new scene and a spur of the moment character.

My brand new scene happens right after the aftermath of the introduction (it’s not your typical introduction if you know what I mean) and I basically wanted to introduce my buddy cop duo a little earlier than in my first draft.

While this scene went on, I only planned to have my buddy cop duo in the spotlight but right out of nowhere came my newest character Carl. This cranky old forensic analyst just came in and started harassing one half of the buddy cop team; Paul because he believed Paul cheated during their poker game.

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(Poker is serious business)

Paul is a really lazy incompetent cop so it’s hard to imagine he’d be able to pull off cheating at poker. He skilfully avoids answering whether he cheats or not, and now I’m wondering if Paul isn’t actually as dumb as he behaves. Maybe he’s really just obfuscating stupidity in order to continue cheating at poker against his colleagues.

And the only way I could’ve ever possibly known that was because of Carl.

Thanks Carl!

Carl: “You didn’t already know that? He’s been doing this for years! How do you think he can afford those fancy watches, or the apocalyptic stock of whiskey he keeps in his office!”

Zambonnie: “He keeps whiskey in his office?”

Carl: “Are you blind? He doesn’t even try to hide them!”

Zambonnie: “I would’ve thought he’d have a stockpile of beer”

Carl: “Oh trust me, it’s whiskey”

ZB: “That sounds strangely out of character”

Carl: “Does it? You’ve seen the signs. The way he avoids answering questions, how he leaves the paperwork for his partner, how he notices the strangest things in the background when most people wouldn’t. He’s not just a freeloader, he’s a smart one. That’s why he hasn’t been fired yet!”

ZB: “Whoa… you sure you’re not a compulsive liar?”

Carl: “Hey! Don’t pull that twist on me, you’ve only just met me but you’ve known Paul for much longer. Tell me, can you honestly say that the signs aren’t there? Why else would that idiot still be working in the force? We’re not a clown school we’re a police department. He’s just been tricking everyone for the last several years into believing he’s a bumbling idiot so he can slack off on duty. Even you’ve come to believe the act. The man’s a scumbag, but nobody’ll listen to me. I’m just Carl the ‘cranky ol’ forensic guy’… heh, if you worked with those morons all day you’d be cranky too.”

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ZB: “… I wrote those morons”

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Carl: “Touché”

~ Zambonnie ~

P.S I like Carl but I have no idea if he’s going to end up in the story. This is all just editing and there are plenty of characters I’ve made that never ended up contributing anything so I had to cut them. Carl can either sink or swim, it’ll all depend on the flow of the story.

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See Yourself Through a Different Set of Eyes

Oh stop the presses I’ve found a deep topic to sink my teeth in. Either way, you should read this because it’s really fascinating and you’ll be stuffed with food for thought.

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As bloggers, we’re constantly defining ourselves to our readers. Through our photos, our stories, our poetry, our recipes, or our podcasts, we tell the world who we are. Even those of us who share a great deal of our personal lives still only give snippets of ourselves. We create a public persona (even our choices of blog themes reflect the way we want to represent ourselves online). We choose what we want to share of ourselves, and our readers fill in the rest according to their own points of view. Every reader might have a slightly different idea of who you truly are.

I’ve been thinking about how this applies to my daily life. I have an unconscious habit of creating stories about people I see, but whom I only know in “snippets.” The barista at my local coffee shop, the surly bus driver who never smiles at me no…

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Day 1: Summoning My Fairy God Mother

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For those who don’t know I’m editing a script during Nanowrimo. So far I’m trying to re-outline the entire story, adding things, subtracting things, all that jazz.

However I’ve run into a little speed bump along the way…

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My comedic relief character.

She is literally my favourite character in my own story, she’s very energetic and bubbly but very ditzy. Also she’s a magician so she has a lot of cool tricks up her sleeve involving hypnotism, smoke bombs, slight of hand, all kinds of stuff like that.

I have no problem with her dialogue or her character, I just have no idea how to squeeze her into the plot. I have several other different storylines colliding into each other at the same time so I have very little room for her to breathe as a character.

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(Help! I have no room in the story!)

However I have thought of a possible solution and here it is:

She will just pop in unannounced whenever she’s needed.

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(You called?)

Kind of like summoning a Fairy God Mother, she’ll just show up when I need her to. She’s one of those zany characters and I feel like I’ve been limiting her true potential wackiness for the story. Mind you I don’t want to over use her, I want her to make a bigger impact on the story. I know I can make her truly shine under the spotlight, she’s a wonderful character but I’m constantly worried if I’m under using her or over using her because of my adoration for her personality.

She has to compete with plenty of other bombastic characters but she wins me over because of her happy-go-lucky attitude in a city filled with chaos and cynicism.

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(If she was a firework, she’d be bright yellow… and probably be the one that flies into your window and accidentally sets something on fire)

I guess for now I’ll just see how much I can amp up her ridiculous-ness in the story, during the first draft she was mostly in the background but I want to see what’ll happen if I drag her into the foreground.

What are your thoughts on this? And do you have any advice for comedic relief characters? Who is your favourite wacky sidekick?

~ Zambonnie ~

Day 0: Getting back into the swing (of things)

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Hello all you classy people!

So… I kind of, sort of… started Camp Nanowrimo early

*dodges incoming tomatoes*

HEY! Cut me a break will ya? I couldn’t help it! I was feeling the call of the writer signal. It’s a giant pen in the sky by the way, although it looks more like someone just drew a really weird line in the clouds. Anyway I said yesterday I’d be doing some little Captain’s Logs on my progress so I can’t lie about starting early.

It’s just a day early but I’ve been waiting FOREVA! I mean, forever is a really long time okay, I’m surprised I didn’t self combust under the pressure… don’t over analyse my scientific metaphors! It still illustrates my exaggerated frustration and impatience! Science is my playground, not my prison.

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(looking fabulous as always Bill)

So anyway I started where most writers start editing… the beginning. I didn’t do much, I just wanted to come back to my little bundle of joy still peacefully sleeping and looking adorable as ever. It’s a good feeling when you come back to a story you wrote and it still has that indescribable magic that pulls you in. For this story that magic came in the form of sweet jazz, sepia tones, and bitter coffee. Ah, it feels good to be back, but there’s still plenty to be done.

Well for today I just changed a few lines, wrote some new ones, and saved the ones I cut. Why? Because I might change my mind later. I doubt it, but you never know. Anyway I don’t intend to do this “baby editing” during Nano, I just wanted to dip my feet in the water again. I’m planning on doing a huge overhaul, writing a tighter outline, cutting useless characters, adding more development with others, and most importantly adding more while saying less. I have some dialogue that kind of self indulges itself for no real reason other than I was having way too much fun with it. I don’t mind having fun, but it’s better to say more with less you know?

In short, I just spent some time in the introduction and it helped me get back into the swing of things. I feel more confident that I’m going to finally finish this thing. It’s the first really long story I’ve written, and you’d better believe I’m going to treat it like my first born child… of course if someone critiqued my first born child I’d probably do unspeakable things to them but for my story I will definitely welcome criticism to the table. That is, once I’m done editing it… bring it on Nano, I’m ready for you!

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~ Zambonnie ~

Don’t set your tent on fire

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Zambonnie: Bye Mum! I’m off to Camp!

Mum: Wait, what? Camp?

Zambonnie: Yeah camp, you know cabins, people, setting things of fire?

Mum: What? Fire? What are you… it’s the end of March!

ZB: Yeah that’s when it starts. Well technically it starts in April but I signed up early so I could fraternize with the hierarchy and meet up with people. Also they wouldn’t let me join without bringing a fire extinguisher this year. I named him Sparky, and I drew a little face on him. See! *holds up Sparky, a fire extinguisher with a Sharpie marker smiley face*

Mum: But isn’t Summer Camp supposed to be in the Summer?!

ZB: Yeah of course, hence the name “Summer Camp”

Mum: B-b-but…

ZB: What?

Mum: IT’S THE END OF MARCH!

ZB: Yeah, and? That’s when Camp Nanowrimo starts Mum.

Mum: Camp Whatawhatnow?

Announcer: Camp Nanowrimo! A Spring getaway for the Writer at heart. 

Mum: Who’s this?

Announcer: Enjoy our classy word counter so you can keep track of how far along you are in your grand month long writing goal!

ZB: No seriously who are you? How did you get in my-

Announcer: Vacation with other writers in chic cabins, personalized and customized to your liking! It only starts in a few days so don’t delay! Camp is just a click away!

ZB: HEY!

*pulls out Sparky*

ZB: GET OUTTA MA HOUSE!!! *sprays announcer*

Announcer: Pftt pfft… Also be sure to, pfft pfft, type in our coupon code to get, pfft pftt, get Scrivener for 20 percen- 

*slams door in his face*

ZB: That’s the third one this week… we’ve gotta seal up the windows or something because I have no idea how they keep getting in here. I swear they’re like roaches, slimy, sleazy, well dressed roaches.

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Anyway, I’m doing Camp Nanowrimo. I’m going to edit one of my scripts I wrote a few months ago. I’m kind of a dialogue lover in case you didn’t catch on so I decided to write one. I’ve written little scenes before but never a whole script. Now that I have, I realize it’s kind of all over the place (just as any ol’ first draft would be) so I’m going to try and tighten this puppy and meet other people in a cabin.

I remember I did Camp Nano once upon a time but I was merely a fresh faced fishie in an ocean of ambition. To make a long story short, I never finished but I tried to interact with the people in my cabin so hey it sort of helped my social skills. This year I’m bunking with people within my age range instead of throwing my hands up in the air like I don’t give a care.

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So far everything seems groovy, and I’m super hyped for returning back to my script again. It’s one of those confusing, crazy, driven by insanity stories (which is why it’s all over the place). I figured out my theme a couple days ago so now I’m going to tailor the story to said theme. I might do a post about theme, although I’m not an expert on it. Anyway I’m probably not going to post as frequently but I will still post things. Maybe I’ll do a little captains log of my editing journey. Hey… actually that’s not a bad idea. I’ll try it out and we’ll see if it works.

Experimental blogging ho!

~ Zambonnie ~

Dino Sharks, Mecha Dragons, and Bear/Squids (oh my!)

So I was requested by one of my Libster Nominees Blogsbysidra to answer my own questions as well as the questions she asked to her nominees.

Questions ho!

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My Questions:

  1. Now first the obligatory time travel question. If you had a time machine where/when would you go and why?

All the best concerts ever recorded in history. I’m talking Mozart, Beethoven, Queen, Beatles, Madonna, all those amazing artists in their prime.

  1. How long would you be able to stay awake for? Minutes? Hours? Days? Weeks?

At most three days, but if I was paid a lot of money I could destroy my sleeping cycle for a million dollars. I could destroy plenty of other things for a million dollars but that’s another story.

  1. Make up an animal hybrid that describes who you are as a person. (Examples include Dragon/Scorpion, Butterfly/Tiger, and Chicken/Dolphin). Why would you be this hybrid?

Bear/Squid. Bear because I’m cuddly and lazy (and occasionally scary when someone tries to wake me up too early). Squid because no one can comprehend my existence. Also I’m kind of floating around in my own frame of mind, listlessly spiralling deeper into the cavernous waters of my own subconsciousness.

  1. What’s in your closet?

*eyes dart away* N-n-nothing… why do you want to know? There’s just uh… what do normal people have in closets? … Shoes! That’s right lots of shoes and, um, clothes… yeah that’s it just clothes… they smell kind of weird if you’re wondering about the smell. I rubbed cabbages all over them, and drizzled some ketchup in the pockets. That’s what the smell is… ketchup and cabbage… nothing else… nothing at all.

Hey so how ’bout them Blue Jays?

  1. What is the meaning of life in four words?

Do whatever you want (with it).

  1. Finish the line “If I could invent anything, I’d invent…”

A mecha dragon.

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No explanation needed.

  1. Sword fighting or Car chases?

Sword Fighting my good sir, now how about a fair jested duel? On guard I say! On guard! *waves it around* *slips out of hand* *gets wedged in a tree* Ah! You have beaten me! This is an outrage! Inconceivable! Blasphemy! You didn’t even unsheathe your sword! You neanderthalic ruffian! *bites thumb at thee*

  1. Write down something you hope you’ll be quoted for in the future.

“You know what your problem is? You’re looking for order where you’ve created chaos.”

  1. What is your favourite sassy comeback?

Oh I’m sorry could you speak into the microphone so everyone can hear your rambling bullshit?

  1. Okay last two are going to be serious; why did you start your blog?

Eh, I think I answered this already but I’ll humour myself. I started my blog to connect with other writers since I live in a really small town and there’s no more writing clubs. So yeah, I broadened my horizons and went online.

  1. Who is your favourite fictional character? Why? (You only pick one)

Really? Really… just one?

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I have so much love for so many characters how can you make me pick ONE?! Screw it, I’m going with Jack from Nightmare Before Christmas. Where to start with this guy… basically he’s the Pumpkin King (AND DON’T YOU FORGET IT) but he’s not a snob about his title. He’s in charge of bringing Halloween to the world and he’s good at scaring people but he feels like he’s stuck in a rut. He does the same thing every year and he wants a change. Luckily he finds rejuvenation in the awesome holiday that is Christmas. After that he becomes obsessed with it and soon his obsession kind of takes over his common sense (like most fangirls). After that it gets crazy but for those who haven’t seen the movie I won’t spoil it.

I love Jack because he is in charge of his own choices, whenever he comes to a decision it’s because of his own train of thought (which is wild, wacky, poetic, and bizarre). I also love the elegant way he moves, it’s very fluid and whimsical in a way but make no mistake Jack is a huge drama queen. He will go on about how awesome he is under the pale moonlight to himself and LIGHT HIMSELF ON FIRE AND JUMP INTO A FOUNTAIN for kicks. Yet there’s a sort of sincere, childlike wonder about him that’s very endearing. He’s always passionate and deeply submerged in his own head, and he’s very dedicated to making his own goals a reality. He’s pretty fascinating and fun to watch, that’s why he’s got such a cult following.

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Her questions:

  1. What inspired you to be a writer/photographer?

Writing class, yup pretty simple. I had an amazing writing teacher who really supported my work and helped me gain confidence in myself. I know it doesn’t come across on paper but in reality I’m quite aloof (because I’m usually in another dimension inside my head) but writing has helped me open up my thoughts and given me something to do with all those insane ideas bubbling in my brain.

  1. Writing/Photography are means of communication, how well do you think you communicate?

Uh, are we talking in reality or on paper because those are two very different things for me. Reality: I’m quiet on the outside. I’m like one of those Tootsie pops, you ever had one of those? The lollipop that’s hard on the outside but has an ooey gooey center? Yeah the oogey gooey stuff is on paper, while the lollipop exterior holds in the deliciousness from the rest of the world. However I’ve gotten better at putting myself out there. I read the morning announcements at school, I’ve read some slam poetry at one of those art shows, and now I’ve been cast in a short play at school. So I’m getting there, and maybe one day I’ll finally feel my feet on the ground.

  1. Where do you see yourself in future?

On a hammock in Scotland. Possibly one of those hammocks that comes with a servant who can fan me and braid flowers in my hair. I’ll name him Bob, along with my other servants who do things for me. I can’t be bothered to remember all their names; do I look like an elephant to you? (Don’t answer that).

Okay but in all seriousness I’m probably going to travel the world at some point so all of the countries can collectively kick me out. So, I’m hoping to have some wild adventures around the world at some point, you know before I marry a billionaire philanthropist playboy, or maybe that hot guy from that Taylor Swift music video? Either’s fine with me. Then once I’m settled down I’ll buy a castle in Transylvania and charge people to visit on Halloween.

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It’s the home that keeps on giving.

  1. What else do you prefer doing in your free time?

Well I’ve already answered this one but I’ll add more to the list. On top of writing, gaming, reading, watching anime and playing piano I also like to dance. Not choreographed just freestyle, because if love is oxygen, music is my defibrillator. Oh and don’t even get me started on dance parties. Yeah on the outside I’m quiet but when I get in my groove, people stop and stare like they’ve just witnessed the miracle of birth. On the outside I’m just your average ordinary high school introvert, but secretly… I’m the Dancing Queen. *turns on ABBA*

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  1. Describe your personality in five lines or less.

Explosion of silence.

Mind of a rabbit hole.

Open eyed misfit dancing in the rain.

Square peg in a round hole.

I’m a sponge.

  1. Which Writer/photographer do you look up to?

Chuck Wendig.

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He’s not the cleanest brush in the paint bucket but he’s one of the reasons I started this blog. I’ve always found some writers to be too forgettable when they give advice about writing but trust me when I say YOU WILL NOT FORGET WHAT THIS GUY SAYS. I only recommend checking his blog if you’re okay with swearing, because he doesn’t hold back.

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  1. If you could give one advice to your followers, what would it be?

SAVE ALL YOUR WRITING! Even the stupid schlock of nonsense you wrote in 7th grade, keep it in a box, lock it with a key, and put it somewhere safe. Why? Because when you’re a famous writer you can bug people about all the boring nonsensical schlock you wrote in grade 7.

No I kid, the reason is because you never know when it might come in handy. Also because it’s good to know how far you’ve come as a writer when you compare it to your older stuff. You can see where you’ve improved and it really helps your ego when everyone is chopping up your words up like salami. Nobody likes word salami, especially writers. Unless you sprinkle it on pizza, then it’s alphabet pizza and who doesn’t want to try that?

  1. Writing and photography is an art. What do you think is the essence of this art?

Writing is about shoving people’s faces into your head. This is why perspective is important, because as a writer you need to be aware of how other people will interpret your work and what kind of message you’re sending out there. This is why writing can affect us so much, it’s because we took a crazy psychic trip into someone else’s mind and have come back with a new way to see the world.

You could go your whole life not caring about what birds are chirping about, but once you read Hunger Games you’re going to try and see if they copy that three note whistle you’ve been practicing in your room. That’s just a tiny example, but you get the idea. Writing helps us apply a new perspective on our day to day lives to widen our understanding of the world so we don’t all end up living in a bubble.

  1. If you could change the world through your work, what two changes would you bring? How do you think you can accomplish that?

Ha, change the world with writing? Do I look like Shakespeare to you? (Don’t answer that). Well in this hypothetical alternate universe, I would say I’d change how people value human worth and how people view friendship.

I’ll address the first one; sometimes I come across people who can only see the negatives in other. This is more common in high school but sometimes I feel like all we’re doing is pointing out the flaws of others and not seeing the good in people. This kind of elitist attitude can be harmful because it distances you from empathizing and understanding people. All the while I’m pretty sure everyone else is talking smack about you which distances you even more. The world expects us all to be “perfect” but we’re not and we never will be, but because of these impossible standards we alienate ourselves and become lost in our own petty hatred.

The second is friendship, friendship is awesome. I know romance is great and all but friendship doesn’t get enough credit. It’s one of the strongest bonds a person can have without expecting anything in return for their kindness. Why don’t we celebrate it more? It’s a beautiful relationship, literally no strings attached just respect and loyalty to each other.

So to accomplish this I’d write a story about someone who is constantly seen in a negative light for who they are. Then soon they’d start purposefully turning into the bully everyone sees them as because of the rampant negativity in their environment. Then… out of nowhere… someone sees that they’re not the ruthless bully they’ve heard about and tries to befriend them. That’s my one-shot synopsis but it doesn’t sound too bad. Of course I’d have to figure out the details but I feel like it could work… needs more dragons though.

  1. Any specific favourite colour? If yes, how do you feel you connect to it?

Purple, the colour of grapes. Grapes are amazing, and purple is a rad colour. I wear purple pretty much every day, and I have lots of purple accessories. I’m kind of obsessed, because it’s just has an air of mystique and depth that other colours don’t seem to have. Purple is like the classy sassy chick in the crayon box, and I love her like a sister.

  1. Take five minutes, sit alone, quite, no sounds no noises. Look into yourself. what do you see or feel? how would you bring that up in your work?

Uh… okay but I can’t guarantee anything super deep is going to come out of this. We are talking about my brain right? Okay then, here we go

*sets timer*

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*five minutes later*

Okay… I’m never doing that again. Well let’s just say I went on a crazy adventure. First I closed my eyes and I saw a huge neon arrow, so I followed it and I ended up in Las Vegas so… what happens in Vegas STAYS in Vegas. Anyway after I fell off the karaoke stage I woke up in the hospital.

The doctor was like “we need you” and I was like “why?” and he said “we have a space program to see how hard people can party in zero gravity. After the show you put on in Vegas we’re inviting you to take part in this experiment with five other people.” I didn’t bother asking any questions because he had a lab coat on so I said sure.

I was immediately flung into space from my hospital bed and crashed into the party rocket ship. They were playing some funky beats and everyone was partying but I was like “guys, turn on the zero gravity” and they were like “oh sorry we forgot” so we partied in zero gravity. It’s not as easy as it looks.

Sadly I bumped into a button that plummeted us into the sun. I got into the only escape pod and took the last bag of pretzels with me. I’m not entirely proud of myself for that, but it had to be done. Sacrifices had to be made, but I didn’t want a perfectly good bag of pretzels to burn up in the sun.

So I floated around in space for a while and then some aliens came over. They were like “who are you?” and I was like “oh nobody, I just forgot to fill the escape pod with enough rocket fuel to get me home so now I’m kind of stuck here” and they were like “oh no problem, we can give you a lift” so I came back home in an alien space ship.

After my discovery of aliens I was recruited to try and find the “Giant Dinosaur Shark” since I was suddenly known for my proficiency in finding new biological creatures. I was taken to a submarine ship and I was told to speak to our home base from those headset microphone thingys.

So I turned it on and it turned out that I accidentally set it to those party astronauts that crashed into the sun. Apparently they didn’t crash into the sun and I over reacted. They yelled at me for taking the bag of pretzels so I turned off the headset and my five minute alarm went off.

That was my five minute delve into my brain.

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Why was I so obsessed with pretzels? Do I love them that much? Do I crave pretzels? Well now I do since I abandoned five party astronauts to burn up in the sun for the last batch of them. They were pissed, but it’s not like I took all the snacks, I left them some Doritos.

Honestly I think I restrained myself in that type of crisis. I mean if you were in a party rocket ship that was crashing into the sun what would you do? Exactly! Grab what you can and run, although if it wasn’t for those aliens I wouldn’t  find a career in searching for the Giant Dino Shark.

It’s half dinosaur, half shark, it’s never been recorded on film but the Captain swore he saw it. He never got to the story because of the party astronauts but I’m sure it was pretty exciting and involved why he had a peg leg, a hook for a hand, and a cork screw for an ear. That’s why I was on the headset, because cork screw ears get caught in today’s modern technology.

Anyway what was I talking about? OH how I would bring this into my work? Well obviously now I have to write about searching for a Giant Dino Shark, the other stories were riddled with clichés but this one… this one I can see going places.

Whimsical Rhythm (Ethical Writing Music)

Last time on Zamboni Parade I said I had an obsessive affinity with music. I love lots of different styles of music and I know that there are still some out there just waiting to be discovered. If I could just tune out the rest of the world and glue my headphones to my head with all my favourite songs playing, I would be a happy camper until the end of time.

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I literally do everything with music playing, writing, reading, thinking, gaming, heck I’m literally listening to “Let it Go” as I’m writing thi- LET IT GOOO LET IT GOO AND I’LL RISE LIKE THE BREAK OF DAAWWN (sorry I put everything on pause when that part comes on… the cold never bothered me anyway… DING)

Anyway you probably just want to know where I’m going with this. Well your answer will come in the form of another question.

What kind of music do you listen to while writing?

I know some people who like listening to soundtracks to get a certain mood or tone. Then there are people like me who connect songs with characters, in fact there are a few characters that I’ve written that were purely based on a song. Music is a good tool to try and get in the zone and get in your character’s head.

In reality you’re sitting at your computer/typewriter/notebook/hologram writing your story, but once you turn on AC/DC you’re on a whole other highway of thinking amigo. Then there’s dramatic violin music for when you “kill your darlings” and of course there’s always happy – go – lucky tunes for when you’re writing that cute little date scene… and then you turn on that violin music again when it goes horribly wrong in some way.

Well here’s some tunes that I’m going to throw your way that might help you get into the swing of things.

First off I’m going to recommend

“Cooking on Sunshine” by Cotton Club

This is a cheerful, wacky song with a sweet saxophone. You could use it for your zanier characters when they strut into a chapter without any warning.

“Darling didn’t we kill you” by Ulver

Speaking of strutting in without any warning HERE’S A CREEPY SONG! For all your horror/suspense needs. It’s got a bit of a cyberpunk feel to it as well so if you like what you hear check out Ulver’s other creepy songs. They get the job done… *shivers*

“Sneeuwland” by Oskar Schuster

Now to wash away the horror I present one of my favourite lyricless songs. Technically it can be waltzed to as it has 3 beats per bar (they’re just really quick) so I’ll call it my favourite waltzing song. IT’S BEAUTIFUL I can’t describe the wonder and whimsy this song captures. It’s just so innocent and yet I feel as if there’s an introspective underbelly to the euphoric beast. Words can’t give it justice so just listen to it and melt away in the funky flow.

“Assassin’s Tango” by John Powell

Well I added a waltz so now it’s time for a TANGO! Ole! *poses* For you movie buffs yes this is from Mr. and Mrs Smith. No I’ve never seen the movie but I’ve listened to this song a bajillion and twelve times. It’s really good for those sensual romantic moments… with an edge. There’s an underlying suspense to it that makes it really good for that classic dark banter between your secretive couples.

“Power up” by Electric Joy Ride

No it’s not Darude Sandstorm, it’s far better. Now I am a lover of techno and I know that I’m usually in the minority when I say that. This is mostly because good techno is buried under all the horrible goo of bleeps and bloops that people call music. Well worry no more, this is what good quality beeps and bloops sound like. This could be used for upbeat, comical, sci-fi action-y scenes. There are lots of build ups but personally I feel it gives it a rollercoaster feel to it. It’s one of those songs that I wish could be playing while I’m being flung around like a ragdoll. Yes, it fills a very specific (and strange) need but I love it all the same.

“Voodoo People (Pendulum Remix)” by The Prodigy

Welcome to the dark side of techno… and the next sweet song for your gritty sci-fi action scene.

“Take Five” by Dave Brubeck

Okay okay, I’ll lay off the techno I know it’s not everyone’s cuppa tea. In the meantime how about some smooth jazz for you Private eyes and chain smoking detectives in the building? This is a good saxophone jive to get your character briskly contemplating the clues scattered around the scene of the crime. (I will also point you to the L.A Noire soundtrack if you haven’t done so already)

“No Theme” by Yoshimori Makoto

Eh, couldn’t resist. Jazzy action music get me every time.

“Silent Moon” by Adrian von Ziegler

Okay pro tip number one for finding good soundtrack music: look up Adrian von Ziegler. Seriously you’ve probably already heard of his work before but he’s great at composing gothic, fantasy, and celtic music. However I prefer when he just gives us a little tune on his good ol’ piano and this is personally my favourite song by him. I’ve listened to it a lot when writing serious moments and occasionally some romantic moments. It’s a very wistful yet simple song, one that bubbles in you head before too long.

“Nascence” by Austin Wintory

Ah… beautiful.

What? That’s all I’ve got to say. Just pipe down and listen will ya?

“Damned” by Sean Murray 

Upbupbupbup, I don’t want to hear it. I know where it’s from and I don’t care. The song surpasses the stigma behind it and it’s amazing when you’re writing suspense scenes. Shhh shush shush, calm down, minimize the screen, and write. Trust me, you’ll thank me later.

“Lux Aeterna” by Clint Mansell

You probably already knew this one, but if by the very slight off chance that you didn’t… your welcome.

Mystery Song

I now leave you with this, just for a good bit of fun.

winks

~ Zambonnie ~