The Marvel-Loving Writer

Well! We all saw this coming. Eventually, I would make a post about my love affair with Marvel Comics. -pushes up glasses-


I grew up, undeniably, with X-Men. Shoot, when I was little, the X-Men comics were more at home in my house than the bible. Thanks to this, I grew up with a decent understanding that, no, the world is not all sugarplum fairies and no, not even princess has a knight in shining armor come save her. Sometimes she's got to pick her ass up outta bed and do it her damn self. I grew up with the mindset that we are all the same inside, no matter what we look like, what we act like, or even who we choose to love.


Through this, I came to create Autumn Eve Trinity. Now, we all know Autumn's my baby. I throw her through hell and back. I envy her for her strength, her ability to come back from the brink of death, that pure, unbridled determination to live. Most of my characters strive for death, because it means freedom.

But Autumn wants to live and be free. I know I gave my little illusionist her own blog, and she seems carefree to all of you, but that's after the blood, the tears, the nights of wondering if she would wake up in the morning. She's earned everything she gets, but still it isn't what she wants.

Somehow, I find this very fitting for Marvel.

Jokes aside, jokes aside. Autumn was definitely created with Marvel in mind. From her carefree, dangerous attitude to the fragile little child when her father first struck her. Over the time I have known this beloved character, many changes occured to her story.

Sometimes, the day she gets the scars is later on, never earlier. They never changed. She never alludes to them in The Arcana, not yet anyway, but they're there. No matter what, those scars are there. You could say they are her trademark. Without them, she is not Autumn Eve Trinity/insertlastnameofwhoevershegetsmarriedtohere.

Autumn, baby, we gotta work on giving you a steady lover. I don't care if it's Warren at this point, stay with one man. Permanently. Apparently the Cajun just isn't working for you anymore. And you can't have Stark. Don't complain or whine, either.

I guess it just goes to show, she's never happy for long. She was intended to be semi-nomadic in her lifestyle. Never staying in one place for long, and as such, rarely forming lasting bonds. I actually may use this later on for another story, but for now, I'm sticking to The Arcana and Imprint.

The Arcana's second issue is going to be a long one, folks. And it'll be a long time before it's done, thanks to War of Flames. I was hoping I could finish it in time to put it in the November Writing Competition, but I don't know. All I can say is don't have your fingers crossed.

Although, I do love my New Orleans for Steampunk. It's very lively. I think you'll enjoy it, too.

Well, that's all for the day.

Yours Sincerely,

Your Marvel-Loving, Wannabe Author, Krystiana.