TO BIND A PERSON TO YOUR WILL
TO BIND A PERSON TO YOUR WILL
The National Novel Writing Month (better known as NaNoWriMo) has begun! The goal has always been the same: write a novel of 50,000 words or more over a period of a month. I’ve personally tried my hand at it, but never did quite get past the first week or so.
This year should be different.
“Remember that body, Egwene. Remember that he tried to kill you. Kill us. Remember the Black Ajah. Remember them all the time. Because if you forget, just once, the next time, it may be you lying dead.”
— Nynaeve al’Meara, The Wheel of Time
Invisible, yet in plain sight. The idea of a person being a gray man is an attractive one. The words conjure up the image of a rugged, well-trained individual who is equipped to deal with any challenge life can bring before fading into the crowds. But how is it done? And what should you avoid?
Derived from both theory and practice, the process that I will cover in this – and in subsequent blog posts – should give you an idea of what to expect and what to prepare for. Yet this is just the first step of your journey. Feel free to add to what you read here with your own experiences and learnings. After all, we’re all students in this wide, wide world.
Let’s get started.
The 2nd Pinoy Prepper Bazaar was an amazing mini-convention devoted to the various aspects of a singular belief: being prepared, no matter what. Thanks to the tireless efforts of Miko Tetangco and Abs Abando of Manila Sentinel, the Philippines can now learn more about prepping and survival from authentic sources and individuals, regardless of age, income or social background. Plus, they can have fun while doing it!
Here’s a look at what happened last Saturday.
CHAPTER ZERO: A NARRATION
Let me tell you about Midnight North.
It was a utopia. Bounded by massive walls along the mountains of its southern border, the city’s black walls sucked every ounce of light that it could greedily grab. A massive road called the Superconduit connected it to the outside world by maglev train, hovertruck and other means of transportation. A silver spire in the center of the city stood, defiant and unmarked by the elements. Within its walls, no one hungered or got sick. No one was unhappy or unsatisfied. Every need was met, and every life was given purpose by the mysterious overseer who ruled the city with an iron fist.
It was a utopia, indeed. But it was not a place for mortal man.
I attended the recent Tactical and Survival Expo (aka TacS, old link) sponsored by the Firearms and Ammunition Manufacturer’s Association of the Philippines (woo, what a mouthful!) in Megamall last June 4. It was an interesting event, although it didn’t quite live up to what I had expected.
So what did you miss?
I’m writing a bit for work, and writing a bit for myself. This is about the latter.
When you write a story, you have to handle characters. And while making them outrageously over-the-top is always an option (see vangels), sometimes you have to ground them in a little reality. Or a lot, depending on how you take things.