NaNoWriMo 2017 – Prep

Yup, I prep for NaNoWriMo. I am not a pantser. I can write a couple thousand words off the top of my head. But after that I am lost. I need a plan, a cunning plan.

So what am I planning for this year’s NaNoWriMo? I am glad you asked. Today at this moment, the book will be an origin story about the first magic users that survive and how they grow into the College of Greater Magic.

On the good news side I sent out my magic system notes to get some feedback. This will help the book.

Other decisions that I have made about this work:

  1. Work on better description, I suck at description. Suck is an understatement.
  2. It will be an ensemble story of some sort. Most likely an adventure.
  3. People will die, I have a hard time letting characters die or be killed. Time I grew up as an author.
  4. There will be a wise-ass dad joking character.
  5. There will be bad people.
  6. I will have an outline and plan.
  7. This book will fit into a Fantasy Series.
  8. I will update the blog. (Stop laughing)

This afternoon, I will start working on characters and their story arcs. There may even be a second blog. Two blogs in one day! INSANITY.

NaNoWriMo Update 26063

The quest continues to complete NaNoWriMo – I expected to be farther along after this weekend. Sadly I am slightly behind. Also I have realized that I one less day to complete the challenge due to a previous commitment. And this commitment occurs on November 29th. A first world problem to say the least… 😉

Here is your raw excerpt for today –

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“You will stay there until you agree not to pull magic.” Brin said, “I know what you are going through. For the first time in your life you are not getting what you wanted. All Channelers are spoiled, we are precious, a treasure and most of all, use to getting our own way. In this last day I have come to the conclusion that this, channelers getting their own way, is the biggest mistake the college has made. And you will learn this lesson. Gaerth. You must learn this lesson. Brin said

I hope I don’t look as shocked as Jorunn does right now, Othin thought. It is hard to beleive that Taylor standing up to Brin could have produced such a profound change. Neilsen was holding Noak who was looking away, not wanting to see Brin broken. She had done her part in showing the solidarity of the Channelers. Jorunn walked over and sat on the ground beside Gaerth.

“Gaerth, you were the first champion for channelers I ever met. My first day at the college I saw you in the practice grounds. Fireball after, after fireball flying straight and true to its target. You stood so proud so powerful. Maester Plys took us past your practice. He waited until you paused. He call down to you, asking if you had any words for the new channelers. Looking up from the grounds, seeing all of us in awe and adoration. Do you remember what you said?” Jorunn said

“I said, what are you looking at! He’s doing all the work. Without a forge a Channeler is nothing.” Gaerth said

“That was my first formal lesson. I always ask Othin if it is ok to draw magic. You taught me that. “ Jorunn said.

Tears welled in Gaerth’s eyes and a wracked sob came out. Calin came and knelt with him. Brin released Gaerth. Gearth reached out to Calin.

“I am so sorry, Calin. How could I have forgotten.” Gaerth said. His body heaved with the sobs coming out of Gaerth. Calin held him close. Jorunn stood, patted Calin on the shoulder and walked back to Othin.

“He is a stronger man than I.” Othin said

“Why do you think that I always ask before pulling, Othin?” Jorunn said.

“I thought it was because you were kind. But now I don’t know. I think you do it becuase you are afraid that I will say no.” Othin said.

“You are correct, and I would never want to hurt you. But you must know this, there will come a time when I won’t have time to ask, I will need you to trust me., to give me the power.” Jorunn said

“Always, Jorunn, I will always give the power. Without you I had no purpose, I was just a blustering loud mouth. Now I have purpose.” Othin said.

Othin reached over and hugged Jorunn, tears in his eyes. He was a fortunate man.