Ever since the beginning of November, I've been meaning to write a glorious post all about the story I've been working on, and I kept putting it off. The little writer inside of me kept yelling at me, "Work on the story! Work on the story! You can blog later!" And I'm sure all of you NaNo-ers can understand.
But now, I'm happily at 58K words and still climbing, and I'm making the time now to tell you all a little more about it. Be quiet, Little Writer, I've earned this blogging break. And all of my wonderful friends deserve to know more about the story that I have not introduced to the public yet.
Once upon a time... or something like that, I came across a certain writing contest that sparked a great idea in my mind. Anne Elisabeth Stengl and Rooglewood Press announced in May of this year that they were holding a writing contest called Five Glass Slippers in which five Cinderella stories would be published all in one book. Details aside, in short, my Little Writer went, "Nope, Kiri, you've got too many stories to work on. Forget you even saw this." And I went, "Let's do it!"
My mind went into overdrive, as you can well imagine, and I soon hit upon what I thought was a great idea for a Cinderella-based story. I chewed on it, made a Pinterest board for it, and began writing up notes. I added characters, did this and that, and then realized I could never write this story in 20K or less, which is the word limit for the contest. This was more 75K. Or more, because I have a tendency to follow every plot bunny that crosses my path. So, to stop beating about the bush, I'm not going to enter the contest. I'm writing this story because it has a right to be told and because I'm way too interested in it to leave it alone.
So, what exactly is it that I'm writing? Get ready for it... a Cinderella Murder Mystery.
Yup.
It's loads of fun.
Celesta Le'Blancard is the only daughter of Duke Gerarn and Duchess Claria of Marchalla Hill. Like most fairy tales, tragedy must hit first before a heroine can emerge, and Celesta finds tragedy in the event of her beloved mother's death, after which her father distances himself from everything and leaves their home. Months later, he returns with a new wife, a widow with two young daughters around the same age as Celesta.
And you know what happens from there, right?
Celesta becomes your classic Cinderella character, forgotten by her father, unloved and mistreated by her new step-family, with only the housekeeper as a true friend. When an invitation to the prince's ball comes, along with the rumor that the prince, the Crown Prince, is seeking a bride (which is another matter entirely), Celesta's two stepsisters are giddy at the thought of dancing at the castle and marrying the prince.
And that's when the story changes. This is not your typical fairy tale, people. When her stepmother refuses to let her go to the ball, Celesta doesn't sit and cry and wait for her fairy godmother. In fact, she doesn't have a fairy godmother at all. Or a pumpkin coach. This is Cinderella without any magic at all, and it's based on Cinderella with the hazel tree (duh) and the white bird. And yes, that's a different version than the one with the pumpkins and the fairy godmother.
Although legend claims that Cinderella went to the ball seeking a husband, Celesta went for no such reason. She was seeking a murderer. Her mother's murderer. When Duchess Claria died from an unknown illness, no one thought much about it. Celesta missed her mother terribly, but she didn't guess how her mother really died until a terrifying meeting with a man whose threats make her think something more sinister might be at work. When she learns that her uncle, a baron that she had never met before in her life, will be in attendance at the prince's ball, she determines to go to discover what truly happened to her mother.
Luckily for her, the prince's ball is a masquerade, so no one knows it's her.
And now with the summary behind us, how 'bout some snippets, just so I can unofficially link up with Katie's Snippets of Stories? These are all from the first part of the story, when Celesta is eight years old.
Many men and women claim that
happily ever afters are bestowed to those who so richly deserve them;
others say such an ending can only be granted to those with title and
royal blood, and the majority of tales seem to favor the latter
opinion.
But what of those who many
deserve happiness? Those who, by their kind actions and generous
hearts, have given themselves a reputation that others may hold up in
high honor, a reputation of such worth that they may justly ask of
some reward? Alas! Many times they and their goodness go unnoticed,
and those people live out their lives doing the same as they have
always done.
For it is those that continue
to help and encourage others without a thought of recompense that
truly deserve a happily ever after. But the proud opinion of history
seems steadfast to keep them from their rightful claim.
Once there was a girl who had
no title or social standing, nor was she fortunate enough to have
been born in the royal family. Shy but kind, she met with tragedy and
poverty alike and did not hesitate to lend a helping hand. How could
they expect to allow such a girl to have a happily ever after?
Her name was Celesta, and this
is her story.
~*~*~*~*~
The
mother's cloudy gaze held the sight of her daughter's face for a long
minute. Then with a trembling chin, she swallowed weakly and said,
“I... I fear we must say farewell now.”
“No,
Mother! You don't have to!” Celesta cried, but her earnest petition
fell on ears that could no longer hear her.
“Don't
forget... my hazel tree...”
“No,
no, I won't forget!”
“Farewell,
Celesta...” her mother's voice grew softer. “Always remember
that... I love... you.”
~*~*~*~*~
All
too soon, the story came to a close, and Ahna was reading the famous
ending of the princess and her prince living happily ever after.
“Why
is the princess always beautiful?”
Ahna
shrugged. “Not sure, chil'. It could be 'cause the royal blood in
'em makes 'em pretty, but I think the writers of these stories jest
make that stuff up.”
“Why?”
“'Cause
ain't no princess as beautiful as you, darlin'.” She touched the
tip of the little girl's nose with her finger.
Celesta
turned away from the finger. “I'm not beautiful.”
“An'
why ya say that?”
“Because
I'm not skinny, and I don't have long hair like the princesses in the
stories, and I have ugly gray eyes, and they have all twinkling blue
ones.”
“But
ya got yer mother's dimples, an' I think that makes you the most
beautiful eight year old girl in all of Troisem.” Ahna put her hand
on Celesta's cheek and brought her face back around so she could look
into Celesta's eyes. “'Member darlin', skinny don't make someone
automatically pretty, jest like long hair or blue eyes don't make a
princess. There's a lot more to pretty than what's on the outside.
Yer heart is what makes ya beautiful, an' ya have the most beautiful
heart 'o anyone I knows.”
~*~*~*~*~
The
petticoats were easy enough to get on, but the dress stubbornly
insisted to present itself a problem. Celesta got her arms in all
right, but no matter how she twisted and turned she couldn't reach
the back of the gown to fasten it up. It was a full five minutes
before she gave up completely and focused on her stockings.
She
had gotten one partway up her leg, gritting her teeth with
frustration the whole while, when the door opened again and Ahna came
sweeping in.
“Breggti
never got ya up?”
“No.”
Ahna
pursed her lips and looked ready to spit. “Lazy girl. That's the
last time I trust 'er with somethin' on a day like today.” She
knelt by Celesta and raised her eyebrows at her charge's attire. “Did
ya think ya could run 'round all day with yet dress hangin' open like
that in the back?”
“I
couldn't reach the buttons.” Celesta demonstrated, straining her
fingers to their utmost length.
~*~*~*~*~
The
Crown Prince, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease. “This
gingerbread is really quite marvelous, Denstan.” He said, holding
it aloft and admiring it with an eager eye. “You must try it.”
“If
you wish it, Your Highness.” The somberly dressed man answered in a
voice to match his attire.
The
Crown Prince caught his tone and rolled his eyes. He leaned toward
Denstan and whispered in a voice that Celesta clearly heard, “You're
boring.”
“I
thank you for your educated observation, Your Highness. It
demonstrates the great attainment of your tutors.”
~*~*~*~*~
“Your
mother died, too?”
Kadsa
nodded, her eyes full of sorrow, and although Celesta already felt a
keen friendship with this older girl, built on the recent months they
had laughed over the laundry, the knowledge only further knitted them
together.
“I
was thirteen at the time,” Kadsa reflected, “an' I had seven
younger siblings ta watch out fer.”
Celesta's
mouth dropped open. “Seven?”
“Aye,
an' I had three older ones, too.”
“Three?”
Kadsa
laughed. “So, tell me young scholar, how many children does that
make total?”
Celesta
ran the numbers through her head quickly. “Ten?”
“Almost.”
Kadsa tapped Celesta's nose. “It's eleven when you count me, too.”
~*~*~*~*~
The
elegantly carved tombstone stared at her placidly. Although she had
seen the words countless times since the funeral and had them every
one memorized, Celesta read them again. In her last days, the duchess
had written out exactly what was to be carved on the stone, and the
mason crafting it had done all that she had requested, even to adding
the design of hazel branches along the sides.
The
Duchess Claria Marchalla Le'Blancard
Wife
and Mother Taken Home To Père
Where
Lies Greater Treasure Than Below
“Farewell,
Mother.” She fought to keep her sobs back. “I'm sorry I have to
leave, but the duke needs me in Larsen's Valley. I'll come back,
though. I promise.” A sniffle threatened to break her words. “I
will see you again. I-”
Celesta
could take no more, and her tears got the better of her. She threw
her hands over her eyes and let the sorrow she had so successfully
held back all that morning flow freely.
God bless!
I love it! You have so much talent. And the murder-mystery element is just parfait. :)
ReplyDeleteOh what a thrilling title!! I love it! It sounds like an amazing story! I hope to read it in it's entirety some day when you are a famous, published authoress :)
ReplyDeleteChristina
I haven't been commenting nearly as much as I want to.....
ReplyDeleteTHE SNIPPETS ARE FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!
I know I'm going to love the Crown Prince ('You're boring') and Ahna.
Um, I hate to sound like a fairy tale know-it-all (Though I have revealed my alter identity as the Fairy Tale Arista on your blog ...) But to my knowledge, Anderson didn't have a Cinderella. But reading between the lines and judging from the title, I think the version you're basing yours on is Achenputtel ... which is Grimm. Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong though!
ReplyDeleteAnyways, that nitpick aside, this sounds like a lovely book! I'm not always very keen on Murder mysteries, and Cinderella retellings can all too often be ... bland. But I think yours has promise! I can't wait to learn more.
And I really need to finish CinderEddy, my entry to the contest. I'm having the opposite problem as you. I can't seem to GET words. It will probably be under 10,000 when all is said and done. But I'm not complaining about the length ... but the fact that it is refusing to get written, and the deadline for the contest is looming, that I'll complain about. I did have myself over a hump, but then my computer choked on something and I lost every word of it, putting me back at where I was stuck, and I couldn't remember what I had written ...
But good luck to you! 75,000+ won't get you into the contest, but I can't wait to see what you do with it, and finishing NaNo is sixteen days is amazing! And I'm sitting here celebrating that I passed SEW's original length last night ... I need to go write.
You're totally right, Kendra! *facepalm* Don't know what I was thinking! So, thank you for pointing that out! I shall have to fix that. I think I got my names mixed up from reading a Grimm-Anderson story book, and yeah... anywho. Thanks again!
DeleteOoh, that's hard. Losing stuff isn't fun at all, and I know it. Good luck on your entry, though! I'd love to hear what yours is about!
Glad to have been of service. My Grimm's and Anderson's versions are in separate books, so they don't get confused as easily.
DeleteI posted the short, bare-bones, under 1,500 words version of my story on my blog back in February. It's a recycled and expanded story from another contest I entered a long time ago. It didn't win then, but with a 1,500 word limit, I couldn't do the story justice. But now I'm having trouble pulling off the scenes that I had to leave out and now have to work back in.
I know I'm super late on commenting (NaNo has kept me away from reading all my favorite blogs >.>) but I just HAD to come in and say how much I love this idea! I'm a huge fan of fairy tale retellings and Cinderella has always been one of my most favorite fairy tales, so this is just epic all around! The idea of a Cinderella murder mystery?? Can I just say WOW! What a fun idea! I love it!
ReplyDeleteAnd your writing never ceases to blow me away. Adored reading the snippets!
Also, the cover is gorgeous and I'm just kind of sitting here drooling over it. Over EVERYTHING actually--the plot, the snippets, the cover. You're fantastic, girl!
“You're boring.”
ReplyDelete“I thank you for your educated observation, Your Highness. It demonstrates the great attainment of your tutors.”
xD I love this! Hilarious. Sounds like a fun new project, Kiri!