The Wrath King

update on project

So, in July of 2018 I actually started my Tumblr writing blog, so I have some of the posts up already, but I have updated the face of my actual “blog home” for the first time since then.

here is the link – –

I also have a few of the staples for a writing blog on tumblr such as a crappy comic sans powerpoint of my current WIP, have answered questions from ask games, have a WIP introduction, and one of my worldbuilding introduction posts up.

Project Ideas The Wrath King


Vision & Mission

By making a Writblr on Tumblr, the mission would be to gain an audience and a following for my writing and series. As someone who likes to share her work anonymously and draws inspiration from other hardworking individuals, making a Wrtiblr would be a place to interact with the community, while also building my own branding.


The reason for using Tumblr is the ability to interface with other writers and creators. Tumblr is exactly the type place that it would perfect for having snippets, excerpts, pieces of trivia, interaction with people interested in the project, aesthetics, moodboards, character introductions, participate in ask games and memes, etc. On the negative side, Tumblr is a less popular form of social media. It can be difficult to be fished out in the sea of thousands of users and make your content noticed. However, I have been diligently following several Writblrs and their WIPs for about a year and I find the community is very welcoming, inviting, and fun. Tumblr is also a very easy platform to use and to format the posts in an aesthetically pleasing way.


My first course of action would be to make a Tumblr account dedicated to writing. Then I would work on making the writer’s introduction post, the WIP introduction post, perhaps even a few staples of the community (shitty comic sans Powerpoints introducing the wip and its world, doing an ask game about writing, playlist making, etc). Then I would probably add character profiles and aesthetics with little snippets of dialog or description from the scenes I have written with them. Then I would follow several writing blogs, reblog some of their creative work, their writing tips, strategies, writing prompts, and the like. Essentially, I would begin to build the basis of a resource blog that I can come back to and a place to build my brand as a fantasy writer.


My preferred method of presenting this would be to make a PowerPoint with screen captures from the Writblr, along with closeups of the aesthetic moodboards I’ve made (just to show them off because I love doing that sort of thing). I would probably, if this is what the project called for, talk about other authors who have been successful by gaining a following on the internet, whether for good or bad. And also how support from other authors is really important because writing is oftentimes such a solitary job.

The Wrath King

Finalized Content for Broadside





I am Izaro.

The Wrath King

A Political (Fictional) Broadside

As I am currently working on a fantasy novel, I wanted to perhaps make a broadside that is related to the content of the book.

I have several ideas relating to The Wrath King. The first would be to create a fictional political poster for the civil war that happens several years before the events of The Wrath King. It’d be for the rebellion and promote the political figure, The Wrath King and his soldiers. Second, I was thinking about doing something related to the plot of the book itself. Either doing something political with the events, since there are several massacres throughout the book and maybe even something relating to propaganda against particular practitioners of blood magic. The third idea would be using one of the main characters and creating a poem around them and aesthetically linking the imagery to the imagery that describes them. (More on this idea below…)

The Wrath King deals with heavy topics such as war, religious fanaticism, court politics, myth, and revenge. It also features ideas about memory, body image, scars, and trauma. so, since the text has a grittier, darker message, theme, and plotline, the Broadside should reflect that.

Aesthetically, no matter which idea I go for I’d like the broadside to be made of heavy, saturated, jewel-toned colors. But also, have a limited color palette. Rich, deep blacks, stark snowy whites, brilliant rubies, and brutal crimsons. With imagery that is aesthetically akin and atmospherically like the moodboard pictured below~

I believe when it comes to the type of font I’d want, it would have to be a serif font (mostly because I have a personal vendetta against the font Arial). I believe it should be a bold, either all capitals or all lowercase letters, and not cursive.



“Hold on,” Ainle commanded, feeling the familiar ache and burn of blood magic course through his veins. There was always a price, one that took and took in exchange for something that held the ultimate price. “Take me,”

protector, soldier, brother. Searcher of the Necromancer and hunter of the Tyrant. like his fellow brothers of the Crimson Legion, is finding it difficult to return to a ruined and broken land. Winning the war is not the end, as he previously believed. Instead, he is thrown headfirst into politics, a war of words not swords. Weaponless in the game that surrounds the throne and priests, the Wrath King sends a restless Ainle to a mission into the great East beyond. 


Nola scoffed, kicking a loose rock in anger. Raktos’s light, her ass. Just religious talk for a stake being covered in oil and struck with a match. She didn’t know what she would do if her sister was burned at the stake. Would Nola be too for helping her? Calder? The rest of her family? The entire North?

sister. the north’s hope. The Brightfang’s daughter. Keeper of Keserin’s Secrets. hates court life. With her sister being the future Queen of Izaro, Nola must behave and bite her tongue in order to keep them in favor of the Wrath King. But when dark assassins creep in through the walls at night, dripping off the ceiling like oil. And she must protect her sister from the devils that creep around the corner, even if that means being less ladylike. To be honest, she’s okay with that. 


Resli was lost in the pain and blood, swimming deep within the in between world of blinding sunlight cast off the carver’s dagger and the dark recesses of pain. She couldn’t remember her name or her city or even her god. Where were they? Shouldn’t they have protected them?

survivor. the scarred flower. the vengeful ghost. Deliverer of the Silverflame.  is the sole survivor of a horrific attack on her and her fellow Scarlet Sisters. As a fledgling Priestess in the center of the Capital, she has much to learn about the games the House of Red plays. But hellbent on finding the hooded figures who massacred a part of her family, Priestess Resli goes searching for the ones who linger in the dark, the only ones who might be able to help her. Even if it means traveling far from her home into a land that is despised by any good Izarorian citizen and faithful servant to the House of Red, the former stronghold of the House of Silver. 


And as the song rose, lifting out of his mouth and into the air, the sharp smell of metallic blood mixed with it, giving it a life, a breath, a beat. It seemed to swirl, a tether to his very soul. His piece of himself to give back as he took what was not his. His hands moved without thinking, carving, the blood dripping down into the pool and staining it dark. But the victim never moved, never flinched, just bobbed in the water with lashes fluttering.

the son of the silver sword. Swordhunter. memory weaver. silver wastes madman. hides in the shadows, awaiting his chance to enact revenge on the cult that murdered his mother. However, in order to get close to the man who gave the orders, he must be indoctrinated into one of the four learned Houses as an apprentice and become a true part of the sect he hates. As he ventures deeper into the dark world of blood magic and the ancient secrets of sorcerers and Magi, Lucien finds the entanglement stickier than he first perceived.