Jan 07

Elves, etc.

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Elves in Paksenarrion’s world are one of the Elder Races: they believe they are part of the First Song of the Singer, the Eldest of the Elder.  The Earthfolk (dwarves and gnomes) disagree, but don’t bother to argue.   In their own tongue, they are the Sinyi, the Sung.   Most are tall (the average elf is taller than the average human, though there’s overlap.)    From the human perspective, there are multiple contradictions: elves loathe war and claim that their innate love of harmony makes conflict more painful to them–and yet they can be touchy, easy to offend, and even quarrelsome.   Elven grudges last millenia…a fact that comes into play in the second book of this series in particular.   In the immediate area of the first and part of the second book, the ranking elf is Flessinathlin, the Lady of the Ladysforest, referred to as the Lady.  Kieri, King of Lyonya, is her grandson through her daughter.

The most important of the elvish powers,  to elves themselves, is the taig sense–the ability to sense and communicate with the “consciousness” of all living things.   This is believed to result from their being part of the First Song, in which they still participate, and they can “sing the taig awake”.   Next in importance, and related, is the ability to heal the taig, and its components.

Paksenarrion, some of you recall, joined up with Macenion, who told her he was a half-elf (he wasn’t, though he had a touch of elven blood and knew how to present it.)   Part-elves may or may not look elvish, and have varying amounts of elvish power.   This leads to many interesting situations…including in the current series.

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Jan 04

Nose to the Grindstone

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Word count is now 70,790

Saturday’s production 1092, Sunday’s 1117.    Home sick, but not too sick to write a little (despite careful separation and lots of hand-washing, caught what R- had.  At least he’s now well or almost.)

Need to bump up production to 2000 words/day.   Doable when I’m well again.

With the slow production in the past week, there’s not a lot to tell..decided to go back and write what happened immediately after the end of the first book (in the POV that now ends that book) and discovered another bit of excitement.  Funny how they can hide in the folds, as it were, until I concentrate on them and pull the story fabric taut.

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Jan 01

New Year’s celebratory snippet

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This is a good way into the second book, but it seems appropriate somehow (don’t ask how the somehow works…only the hindbrain knows…)

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In the morning, clouds and snow had blown past, and a pale blue sky scoured by wind opened over them.  Kieri heard a noise in the stable yard below, and peered out his window to see the Pargunese king, stark naked, washing himself from a bucket of steaming water; the two Pargunese lords, just as bare, were doing the same.  Did they never stop proving how hardy they were?  When the king had finished, he gave a shout and ran bare as he was around the yard, and the other two ran after him, all laughing like boys.  Kieri eased the shutter closed, and shook his head.

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Jan 01

O Captain, my Captain…

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The book continues to throw surprises at me, though not fast in the last couple of days as the International Gut Bug has reached our house.   But leaving that unsavory subject aside…it dawned on me last night, working on a scene between Dorrin and some of her cohort, that this continues a conversation begun in the first Paks book, and resulting (ultimately) from a very old schism in human behavior.

What is loyalty?  Who or what can be the object of loyalty?   What are the theoretical and practical and ethical boundaries of loyalty?   Heavy stuff for New Year’s Eve…

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Dec 25

“You can’t make me”: characters in rebellion

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Most of us have had the experience of knowing someone so well we were sure we could predict their behavior in all circumstances….and then being shocked to the core to find out they did not behave as expected. It happened to me again this past fall. They weren’t hiding what they were–I just didn’t see it.

Non-writers sometimes think that fictional characters are entirely under the writer’s control–after all, we have a “delete” key, don’t we? (Or, in the old days, erasers and white-out.) Surely the writer can force the character to do what the writer wants…it’s not like the character is a real person who can slam the door and walk away.

Except…readers want characters to feel real. And one part of feeling real is a character’s ability to refuse cooperation. Even cooperation with the writer.

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Dec 24

Writer tricks: weather

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When I was writing the first Paksenarrion books (before I knew they were books, back when I thought I was writing a rather long short story….but that’s another bit of history)  I realized early on that I needed some way to make the weather seem realistic.  Though writers get to make stuff up, if they make too much stuff up, or make stuff up the wrong way,  they end up making up what is easiest to deal with.

I don’t remember now when I first noticed this, as a reader, but I do remember somewhere, sometime, reading a book in which the moon was full whenever the writer needed more light at night.  This was our moon, not the moon of some other planet for which a different arrangement might be created.  Our very own moon was full at irregular intervals (and new at others) to suit the need for dark nights or bright nights–and the full moons only ten days apart were noticeable.  (Also, there were no clouds on nights of a full moon. )

Weather is–luckily for writers–more fickle than the moon, but even so you can’t (without risking reader annoyance–alternate blizzards and hurricanes every time you need a bit of excitement.

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Dec 19

Magic in Paksenarrion’s World

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In Paksenarrion’s world different groups of characters have different kinds of magic–nobody has it all, and many people have none.

The sources of magic remain a mystery except for wizards’ magicks–a learnable, teachable technology.    The Elder Races are sure such magic as they have is part of their created nature, and consider their own gods responsible for it.  Magelords, the only humans with inborn magical ability, have variously believed the abilities came from their ancestors through normal inheritance, from the gods originally, or from specific techniques taught by a given deity.   Paladins believe their patron or their patron’s god grants the powers, and Kuakganni believe the green world grants theirs.

The difficulty for a writer inventing magic is to put the limits of such powers where they’ll do the most good for the story–and where readers can suspend their disbelief long enough to enjoy the story.  Many readers like (and many dislike) the very thought of magic in a story.   Multiple magic systems may seem more complicated, but also allow for constraints that help define different character groups.

For instance, the two Elder Races of Earthfolk have innate magery–part of their essence–but theirs is limited to specific places and materials.   Dwarves and gnomes can do things with stone no one else can do,  but have no magic touch with “the green blood”–with plants or with most animals.    Though a dwarf may be individually charming, he will not be able to charm (in the magical sense) a human. Read the rest of this entry »

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Dec 18

Cooties

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A month or two ago, I wrote a post over on LiveJournal about cooties, following on a fun discussion at this year’s World SF Convention. In this context, cooties are elements of someone’s work to which a reader has an aversive allergic response. Stories that contain common cooties will repel segments of the possible readership. Cooties are most common in the areas of sex, violence, religion, and power/politics, but are so widespread that a writer cannot possibly avoid including some cootie-generating element.

Cooties generate their strong aversive signal because they’re associated (not always accurately) with an array of things the reader doesn’t like, and serve as a distant early warning of ick ahead. (“Ick” is a technical term for what sickens a reader if he/she encounters it.) Thus someone for whom girl-loves-horse storylines are Ick will see the appearance of a horse and a girl in the same book as a cootie. “Not another stupid girl and her horse!” Eye-roll.

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Dec 16

Weaponry 1a: swords

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Weaponry in Paksenarrion’s world has clear connections to late medieval/early Renaissance weaponry in our world’s history except for one obvious lack: there is no gunpowder. Hence no petards, no bombs, no cannon.

There are, however, blades of many styles, in abundance. Where did these come from, and what does it take to maintain them? (Some of you, in various re-creation societies, are now licking your chops…back off, this is not going to be a definitive treatise–and yes, I’ve read definitive treatises.)

We’re well into the age of steel here, so blades mean metal blades–and metal blades mean that somewhere there’s metal ore and someone with the knowledge and skill to convert ores into steel–steel that will take a point or an edge (or both, but not necessarily) and not fall to pieces the moment it’s hit by another sword.

Along with the iron ores, the swordmaker needs the ability to make a really hot fire, and then control it: this means a fuel source, and a forge in which to control the temperature. That forge needs to be made of something that won’t burn up at those temperatures, that will contain the fire and yet let the swordsmith move the metal around, pull it in and out. And the swordsmith needs an anvil and the tools with which to beat the fire-softened metal into shape, and a container of the right liquid in which to quench it. And a lot of skill.

So there’s a lot of work behind every sword, whether it’s the short stout gladius type used by the soldiers of the Duke’s Company, Halveric Company, and some others–or the longer slimmer rapier used by freelancers in the south, or the hand-and-a-half longsword used by nobles and captains in the north.

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Dec 13

A little light reading…

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Paksenarrion’s fictional world has its roots in a World History class I took one summer in junior high (opening space to take Latin the following year).  Until then, I thought of history (“Social Studies” in our school) as a mass of facts to be memorized for a test.   The classes were boring, mostly spent reading aloud, one paragraph per student, the day’s reading assignment, or doing homework–the questions at the end of each chapter.  Aside from my mother’s historical novels (by Daphne du Maurier, Samuel Shellabarger, Kenneth Roberts) that I plowed through during vacation for something to read, I had no great opinion of history.

Our summer school teacher was the curriculum director for the district, newly hired, and he presented hist history in a very different way–more like a college class.  He expected us to read our assignments independently (the tests caught those who hadn’t) and spent the class periods in lecture and discussion.  Suddenly history had multiple dimensions–the stick figures of the “memorize facts” versions became real  people, with real problems and real ideas and real emotions.   Colors, sounds, smells, movement…and obvious relevance to the people around us, the world in the daily news, the results of all that history still alive and scheming/loving/fighting every day.

Still, I was fixated on science in those days, until it became necessary for me to “reconsider [my] educational objectives” as the notice telling me my grades the first year of college were below acceptable.   I had done reasonably well in only two courses, English and History.  I chose to major in History instead of Physics (sigh…)  and spent the rest of that college degree under the guidance of two excellent professors with somewhat different emphasis.

Katherine F. Drew, then chair of the history department at Rice, was a medievalist who had translated several legal codes (if you can find her Lombard Laws and The Burgundian Code, you’ll find familiar bits in the Code of Gird) and she insisted on the importance of everything–including economics.   I had studied some military history on my own (thanks to that Latin class and Caesar’s Gallic Wars) and thought economics both impenetrable and dull until she nudged us into making the connection between the finances and the strategy, the political structure and the ways goods and services were exchanged.

Floyd S. Lear, then professor emeritus, led us  into the background of the politics on the philosophical side (he taught both history classes and humanities classes) in both ancient and medieval history.  I have, and used in the Paks world books, his Treason in Roman and Germanic Law, a book that underlies my conception of gnome and dwarf societies in this fictional universe.  Both these professors demonstrated–and demanded–a high level of scholarship.  To put it bluntly, we learned to distinguish good sources from bad, one of the most valuable lessons anyone can learn.

As I was graduating from Rice, Dr. Drew said something that affected my life–she commented one day that when visiting the homes of former students, she was saddened when a bookcase held the college texts and no new evidence of continued learning.   I don’t  know how the others took it, but my response was to set up a long-term course of study–less demanding than college itself, since I’d have a day job, but intellectually challenging at the same level.   One subject to review, one new one, one new practical skill.

It’s been a lot of fun for the past forty years.  I’m still reading history books (and re-reading them), most recently Braudel’s big fat books on economics & history in the Renaissance.   But not just history–many other areas of nonfiction as well.   And as a background for writing fiction–especially fantasy–all this reading in history, cultural anthropology, and so on has proven invaluable.  So also the practical skills–hiking, camping, basic cooking, basic sewing,  riding and caring for horses, work with cattle,  butchering, building, emergency medical care, rural health care, gardening, using historical  tools like scythe and sickle–and so on.   All of it makes possible the kind of textured fiction I hope to write.   (It can also  result in large lumps of “I did all this research and you’re going to read it or else!”  I do try not to let my enthusiasm for the details to overwhelm the book. )

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