“There was no WWIII. There was no EMP blast. There was just the Rhain, the Fludd, and the Drayn.”
This is by no means my “New Years Resolution” post, but it is my Author’s Resolution–a preemptive showing of what I have done since 2006 and what’s in store through 2021.
It is hard picking a point-of-view to write in and sticking with it. First person, third person; present tense, past tense–but what is best for the book I am about to unfold?
Just to let you know I have not abandoned you, oh reader and friend. Here is a snippet from a scene I am finally pressing through in the Grand Illusion, the sequel to the Grand Attraction:D
I have grown very fond of Nom from Fauldon’s Dream–a character meant at first as but a vessel to inspire the appreciation of the many inhabitants of Euphora. But, as the case with many of my characters (and I would hope to soon be all), his own story, origin, and purpose have intrigued me greatly.
“Gathering what else I could, I came to Distontay and to the City of Ebony where I found hope of new birth as a smith of steel. But such trade bores me as it requires not the skill of a shard smith, and I have lost interest.
-Nobaph, the Shard Smith
Everyone wants their next book to be the next best thing–just like the first: exhilarating and original.