The Justiceers | Part One - Darkest Nights
the complete online version of The Justiceers - Part One
The Justiceers
by Daphne Garrido
Content Warning: Literally, all the stuff.
Note from Daphne about music: My process includes adding music to these, placed up-top, without lyrics, which might serve as a kind of soundtrack within each chapter.
Please know you have my sincerest encouragement to simply ignore me if you’re just here to read. However, the suggestion would be to repeat that track while reading for a unique experience more alike my own while writing. I think it might offer something pretty cool to those willing to try it out. Regardless, I hope you enjoy this in any way that calls to you. Thank you for reading!
Part One: Darkest Nights
Notes from Daphne on Part One:
I’ve just completed my re-working of Part One, up-leveling all these chapters in a way that will hopefully match my quality of language found by the end. I got a lot better at writing throughout this process, and the beginning had read like it was written by a different person until now.
This version here is what I’ve submitted to editor I’m working with. I will be reserving the final version I get to with her for the print copy, but I’m quite pleased with this offering as it is.
I have been writing stories since I was in junior high. Many of them were expansive science fiction sagas. Always, I’d create them first in outline, drawing every bit of detail I could in preparation, explaining all of the characters and themes as well as I could. Writing out plot arcs and breaking things down to chapters and scenes.
Then I’d never write it. Or more accurately, I’d start and give up. It was boring and mechanical to write within such pre-created guidelines. Even if I’d been the one who made them. I would always be disappointed with the way they came out too, not satisfying my minds hopes ever.
Writing this story was purest exploration from the start. I wrote all of this unknowing where it would go. One step after next. Many chapters I walked into completely blind, and simply followed the words which came when I sat down to discover where things were going.
I resisted much that came through and didn’t make sense, which I ended up including anyway, and later proved to fit into something else which had poured through of highest importance. There are so many callbacks throughout this story which I’d not planned at all, they just came through.
The end result is staggering to me, considering this.
Its feels way too planned out, there was so much foreshadowing done completely above my head. This shit is beyond me. Perhaps, a product of my subconscious, but still, I believe its more. I believe I channeled this like Miriam does her writings.
Nothing else could explain the divinity of how something this large with so many loose ends created at the beginning, with only occasional hints of awareness in myself of what they spoke of or how they might be explained, could weave itself back into such a complete and whole work of fiction.
Every little choice feels so calculated and considered in retrospect. I’m noticing lines written the first time through, which I’d not understood in the slightest, literally foreshadowing the end of the story, along with many of its secrets. The same mysteries I didn’t get answers to myself, until reading what poured through me 100,000 words later. It’s truly been wild, and most affirming to me. I’ve found the trust of knowing through this work of our place within a greater fabric of spiritual reality.
Seriously… I’m just grateful to be a part of this. What a blessing.
Thank you for reading. :)