Tales from the court of Owls: The Raven Episode 3 Nick sees the future

I was in my office when I felt my tattoo come alive. Angus. I called my broom to my hand and called the Owls to me as I arrived above Potter Ranch.

I felt the trouble as I sat on my broom and reached for my wand and blasted several wizards away that appeared. The court of Owls appeared then and the enemy was gone.

I felt power. I looked down at the ranch and saw James flying up from the ranch toward my fellow Owls. I appeared in front of him as he stopped and floated in the air with a magical mystical power that surrounded him.

This was the mist. The ancient magic lost to us. He had advanced far beyond my imagination. I realized what I was seeing. The future and the past in one being. James Potter. He stared at me as an enemy.

“Your father called for his associates to come assist him to protect you and your family. You should go-” I said.

“-Guard the skies do not come on my family land. You are my father’s associates not mean ” James said and disappeared in mist appearing on the ranch below.

Wells appeared before me. His eyes were wide. “When the fuck did he learn to fly. What was that mist around him? Holy shit.” He said.

I stared at him. “Stay away from him and do not go near him.” I said. I floated down to meet Angus who waved me down. I didn’t have time. James had to become a Owl but I knew the price would be he would hate me.

Angus spoke too his son and surprisingly James obeyed him easily. Angus turned to me with frustration on his face. “You didn’t tell me he could fly. We have to bring him Angus. I’m sorry.” I said.

Angus stared at me. “Are you? This is going to harder for you. What do you know about what is going on here?” He said.

I nodded. “Yeah. He’s doing something in there. I need to know what’s going on in your workshop and the court needs to records his works and guide him along.” I said.

Angus shook his head. He looked away from and froze. I followed his gaze and I stared at Wells standing in front of James talking to him but I couldn’t hear him.

James moved attacked Wells easily and then he had Wells in front of me. He stared at me. “This piece of shit sent the thief into our house. He confessed to me.” He said looking at Angus and ignoring me.

What followed was series of events that made me feel like I was every bit the monster James saw me as. I tried to maintain control. I was losing it. When I thought I had brought everything into sense of justice the laughter in James eyes made me feel like a joke.

Angus was barely holding on to his oath to me and then Wells had tried to kill James. Axe had removed him for me.

“Well that pretty much ends things doesn’t it.” James said turned to go. “I want to have a meeting with you and your father about some issues tomorrow. I would hope to see you there.” I said to him.

“I don’t work for you Cole. So you shouldn’t expect shit from me but indifference for what you want.” He said coldly.

I started to speak but Angus spoke convincing James that making an enemy out of me was the wrong move to go. After that I said nothing. Angus got his son to do what I wanted not because of trust in me but the reality he was trying to protect his son from me.

I left the Potter Ranch rising to the sky and then I apparition to my office. The court followed me. I sat behind my chair.

“Nick. What are you planning?” Axe asked me.

I heard doubt in his voice. “James will be inducted into the court tomorrow. I want you and the others to mentor him. We’ll get the information on what he’s doing in the workshop. He’ll be assigned his first mission tomorrow.” I said.

“I meant what’s the plan with how to treat him? Angus is the only one he’ll answer to. We’re his enemies.” Axe said.

I tapped my fingers on my arm rest. “Once he is an Owl member he will be our younger brother. We bring him up and grow close to him. All we have to do is show him loyalty. The only reason he would turn against us would be we became the monsters he expects us to be.” I said.

“I can’t being around him. Every time he looks at me I feel like shit head.” Axe said.

I nodded. “I know. But if we don’t bring him in and protect him then we will become the monsters we promised never to be.” I said.

How I Write a Parody?

The Process of writing the James Potter series was a fun ride for my first parody. The writing wasn’t easy. This is my first parody series. A lot of lessons learned and work went just into the process of making as in the writing. Warning slight spoilers ahead.

  1. Outline and note taking. I had to sit down and write down a plan. Charecter sheet. World building rules. Chapter word count. Moral focus. Themes. Several pages and lines of notes. I did this to save time but also to have a clear beginning middle and end for the first vol.
  2. Research. I had read the entire series of Harry Potter books 1-7 and saw some the movies. So I had some knowledge of the world and feel of it. I still needed to refresh my memory on somethings. I used Harry Potter world wiki site as my guide and consulted an expert on the fictional world. Once I had the feel of the world down I broke it down again and added my own twist to it.
  3. Parody. I wanted this to be a parody with the elements of comedy and other fictional devices included in the book. James Potter would not be Harry Potter. James would be archetype of three charecters. In fact the book would be like a mirror echo from a mirror universe. But, have a similar feel to the Harry Potter World.
  4. Fictional genres. There are a dozen fictional genres I included in the series. The book is current era popular fiction online. All intentional. Eastern magical martial arts storytelling to isakai fiction and magical guns. A host of other themes as well.
  5. Inspirations. Spaceballs. Storm Riders. Battle through the heavens. Western movies. Harry Potter.
  6. How original is James Potter? I would say the book series is it’s own thing. It’s loosely related on Harry Potter book series. Harry Potter books 1-7 I would grade 12-17. I would grade the James Potter series 17 for Mature with guns & Roses and whole lot of action.
  7. Audience. I made this shit for men and myself. I like action movies and 1911s.
  8. Concept. The idea of the dark Lord getting blasted to hell with a magical 1911. Fucking awesome my dude.

Updates on James Potter Court of Owls book series!

The progress of my project has been a success for the most part. I have had set backs and failures along the way over the last four months as well.

133k words in total.

39.5k views

2 fans.

This is series that spans about five books currently with extensive themes in modern magic combat and old western feel of a lone gun man against army of monsters. Including themes of Isakai and time travel.

The book series is as follows:

1 James potter and the court of Owls. Finished

2. James Potter and the staff of the magi. Finshed.

3. James Potter and the duel of the dragons. Finished

4. James Potter and the heir to Merlin. Finished

5. James Potter and the Lady of the Lake. Ongoing

Books 1-4 set up the lore and backdrop for happens in book five. Book five is an explosive and very action heavy book that is the longest book so far. It started out as parody but has taken on a life of it’s own.

Failures are always editing and presentation. World building is rough but evolving as the story progression is leading to show down of epic gun smoke and magic spells.

Themes include:

Friendship and brotherhood.

Romance.

Action and adventure

Comedy. Drama.

The conclusion will take me a bit of time but it’s coming.

Midnight’s children by Salman Rushdie. My bucket reading list book

Bloganuary writing prompt
What books do you want to read?

I haven’t read any of Rushdie’s book but this one book is the one book I want to read for simple fact it’s something I want to study and read at the same time.

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I found out about this book from a book nerd that reviewed the book and loved it.

I liked his passionate about the book and the style of the storytelling. The idea behind the story just made me want to not only read the book but the genre and style of a mixture magical realism.

reasons I haven’t read the book yet.

  1. I’ve been writing books and have a back log of other books I’ve read and enjoyed.
  2. Time. My time is kinda tight right now with writing and joggling between my day career and business interests.
  3. I just haven’t made the time.

The last point is the most important. Making the time to buy the book and read it. Is the hardest part for me right now. Making the time to read a book is something I never thought I would have in the later part of my life.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Current stories I’m reading..July 2023

It’s a webtoons comic I saw a commercial on YouTube for.

Basic story about a man being transported into a webcomic/RPG game where he has only one skill. He is a social engineer/architecture. It’s got the fun factor and weirdness.

Man character is a bit of an asshole. No. He’s  a full asshole. But, he gives a damn about doing whatever it takes to cheat code his way to the top.

It’s  ongoing and so no rating just casual nice read.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Reading advice from RC Walden

RC is a writer/video essayist that I follow his videos and content avidly.

His form of content and diction hit me head on as engaging and talented. Anyway, he’s done a recent video on the subject on making time to read that I found to be up my lane at the moment…

Though trufully the advice was somewhat old news it reminded me of the importance of making time to keep the enjoyment of reading alive.

My advice on the subject would be on a shorter list of two items.

1. Get kindle on you phone. Buy audio and digital books.

2. Carry one book with you that is your go too book. That book that just provides enjoyment for you or helps you pause.

3. Start a blog where you write articles that are fun bit size material that you can’t find anywhere.

The first two are solid. The third you can take it or leave it.

I don’t know if it is a form of vanity or not but I write posts that I want to read later not just simple for the joy of entertaining my readers.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Audio book project is in the works…phase one mic

I’ve tried to make an attempt at the shit once in the past but now I’m really motivated to do the shit now.

Thanks in part to another author’s recent YouTube audio narrative video. The video just brought back that feeling from when I was a kid listening to audio books on the regular and reading. Just reading and enjoying stories and being lost in a new world and new discovery.

It’s time and I want to listen to how my stories sound in bardic old school fashion.

I’m thinking starting out small with a shure sm57 and getting a decent interface going. I’ll probably put my stuff on YouTube or Bitchut. Though I have stuff on soundcloud. I could up my subscription and add on books and stories on there. Still thinking about but it’s down the road.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Stephen King is a crazy son of bitch but knows his shit about writing. (Book nerd shit) On writing a memoir of the craft

Holy shit.

Now for starters I didn’t really read his books before I read his on writing book. I saw his movies and knew of him but I didn’t know him or at least an idea of how crazy this fucker is.

I read his book long long long time ago. One of the few books I had on writing at the time that my mother gave me and I had asked for.

Holy shit.

Anyway, just getting the book and reading was an experience. I had never read anything like it before. The book is mostly Flashpoint memories of his childhood into the moments he became a writer onward to his first stories. The second half being when he gets around to explaining the on writing stuff or the tool box of writing.

Holy shit. That shit was a shocker. It was a fun house theater for the mind. The weirdest shit my dude. It did teach me a lesson I had buried in the back of my head.

You got to have thick skin as a writer and it’s always good to have a side gig on side to pay the bills while your working on your craft.

That son of a bitch laid it all out. His drunkenness and his idiotic moments and the moments when brilliance meets you on the street when your out wandering and flashes you her tits.

The tool box section from the edition I read was basicly a short list of books to read and minor advice. I read the books. One of them I found was the real book on writing every writer should read.

The Elements of Style by William Strunk Jr.

Just get that book and you can skip his book entirely if you wish. Elements of Style is the shit. It’s straightforward and a easy how to guide if you don’t already know the dos and what the fuck?

My advice. For whatever the hell it’s worth to you.

There is nothing new. But your voice is unique to you. You have to have a personality. You have to have an edge and drive to push on past rejection and find some enemy to fight against and believe in yourself but be realistic at the same time. You got to eat.

True geniuses of writing are few. For the rest of us it takes time and consent practice and reading.

But you really have to enjoy writing. Enjoy reading. Enjoy words. Enjoy the learning of the craft and respect the ones that have come before you.

I got respect for King for teaching me that bit and leading me to books that deleveloped me as a writer.

One last note. Cut the bullshit out of your shit. Be honest and edit the shit down or cut out shit you’ve said more then once in your piece.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

The charecter that is the story…(on writing shit) and (book nerd shit)

One of my favorite new generation of writers dropped this quote to me from some old G.

“Create a strong character and a story will build itself around the character.”

I thought on that shit more then a minute and then gave up the pursuit. Then one evening or some time in between work and daylight dreaming I saw a man wake up in a open grave on witching hour. I heard his thoughts as I wrote them down.

– Fucking hell. Images of two dark harpies standing over me flashed in my mind. To that moment to that hour. My life ended under the full glow of mother moon’s smile.

This was it. My death. My own blood and shame pooled around me in the dirt. In the shit. On a night of my wedding anniversary when mother moons tears covered my face. Power drained from me. The call of the moon did not lend itself to my soul. I felt real rain hit my face and I realized with shock and dismay. I was still alive. I opened my eyes to hell. –

The story? No my dude. The story doesn’t matter. I didn’t create a story. I wondered into the life moments of a character that was telling me a moment or time in his current story. The world? Fuck all I know. I learn about that shit as he teaches me through his encounters with the locals.

It’s his world. The mystery is who he is. The mystery is why is he telling me this shit. The mystery is what kind of man is he. What lessons can he teach.

Think about that. Those kind of stories fuck with me but I find myself drawn into the world deeply with a real character whose thoughts and actions aren’t so simple or motives so easy to understand even to himself at times. That’s what I love about books and writing.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Hot damn! What a time to be alive thriftbooks.com is the shit. (Book nerd shit)

Holy shit.

I’m getting up and getting ready for work my dude. Checking my email and looking through the fucking adds on my email account box.

Pause.

I got a love and fucking hate for adds in general on websites and email boxes. It fucking messes up the flow of the box and distracts you from looking up your shit.

However, I am book nerd as I say in the title and occasionally an add telling you about a sale on your favorite website can be helpful. I think of adds as helping you in a direction to buy what you want and when you want to buy it at best.

Case and point. I get a email from fucking amazon about some books I might be interested in.

Pause.

Amazon. Holy shit. I got a love and fucking take this bitch to the back of the barn and put this bitch down feeling about it. For a book nerd it’s a fucking gold mine of finding books and for a book nerd it’s a fucking bitch asshole with the rediculas unreasonable prices. A hundred dollars for a paperback that came out in 2013. Get the fuck out of here my dude.

In a post literally era that shit better be premium leather with a signature from Robert Frost on the back of it my dude. I’d pay top mother fucking dollar then. A paperback, not now or ever is worth a hundred dollars baring Robert Frost’s spit on it.

I come back to my point. I was in my email looking at an email from amazon for an author I was peeping at a few weeks ago. He had some titles that looked interesting. I clicked on and found one title that read like a fun ride. A noir action and adventure fantasy in a nineteen 30s new york type feel my dude. I like it. I rock that shit.

But it was a trilogy. I’m half and half on trilogies. The first better be the shit. I don’t like to get invested in a bullshit story from the jump with a bullshiting ending. Still I’m interested enough so I clicked on to the remaining books in the series. I stared at the prices.

Holy shit! A hundred dollars a piece!? Fuck out of here. I copy and past the author’s name unto Thriftbooks.com.

I find all that shit for under a hundred dollars. That’s what’s up my dude. I rock with that shit. I found this site a year ago and I’m going to buying from it more now my dude. Prices are decent. Collection of books is modest but great titles.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

fahrenheit 451 scared the shit out of me as a kid (book nerd shit)

Back in the late 90s early 2000s (yeah I know I’m old as fuck) and the hey day of the internet when that asshole finally started walking and shitting himself

I was a young writer still learning the craft from the classics I borrowed from the library. I was mostly a snack reader at the time. Nibbling on mysteries and Urban raw dog fiction.

I was still on my quest to read the top 100 list of great books. I had finished five books on the list and nibbled on ten. I finally made the mistake of reading fahrenheit 451.

I knew fuck all about the story, movies and prophetic quality of the story. It was on the list so I went for it.

I was I think seventeen at the time on my first reading. I got to the half way point of the book and sent that shit back to the library and spent the next three years thinking on that shit and looking at my Television as a secret enemy out to fuck me over.

I’m being deadass [when in the fucking hell did people stop adding serious to dead-ass serious. This shit is news to me. Now I know I’m an old fuck] with you. I put that shit down and thought on it for a couple of years. That shit fucked with me.

Never in my life had anybody told me or hinted at the purpose of entertainment could go beyond making people happy. Television = mind fucking you into submission.

I eventually got back to the book and finished it. It was weird shit though. I remembered the fucking page I stopped on and everything previous to that moment.

Fast foreward today. That book was tame. Ray Bradbury was correct on the shit but didn’t see the internet coming. Internet × Television = mind fucked squared.

Holy shit. Holy fucking shit. Holy mind fucking shit.

Yeah. I have no idea where I was going with this post. I just wanted to share a moment in life when a book fucked me out of the matrix or simulation we’re all in.

Fucking hell. God bless you for reading this far into the rabbit hole of my silly shit.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg