Tales of a Whimsical Wanderer

On Thursday, May 17th, the wanderer finished the first draft of her Irish novel, The Voyage of Bran (the first draft of a novel she's ever fully completed). The first 50,000 words of the novel were written during the month of August 2017, and the final 20,000 words were written during the first half of May 2018 (which means the entirety of the novel was technically written during a month and a half-long span!). The finished first draft is 70,883 words, 38 chapters, and 280 double-spaced pages long. On May 28th the wanderer leaves to make her return to Ireland. This time, she will be visiting the Emerald Isle for ten days, staying in turn in Belfast (her first venture into Northern Ireland!), her old summer hometown of Galway, and Dublin. She cannot wait to explore places both old and new, and to collect more inspiration and muse for her Irish novel. This time last year, before she came to Ireland for the first time, her novel was only a collection of ideas and scribbles

May 18, 2018 I stumbled across some of my old writings from when I was 15 and role-playing as wolves. Can you tell all I was reading at this time were 19th century British novels? His lips curled into a devious smile at the she-wolf’s words. He knew quite well that he was uttering nonsense; he needed not her reminder. Leaf was speaking his thoughts without heed, and, as said thoughts were somewhat fanciful at the moment, he was well aware that he was being somewhat ridiculous. Leaf appeared as if he did not believe her, even though he was quite assured that she spoke only truths. Her unemotional manner did seem supernatural to him, however. How she could manage to stay so utterly impassive he could not conceive. The temperamental brute secretly yearned to figure out the tricks of her trade, earnestly wishing that he, too, could be so tough to faze. Discerning that the strange she-wolf appeared to be scrutinizing him, his countenance instantly became cold and stern. “T

June-July 2017 In which the wanderer tossed pebbles behind her back at a wishing stone.