The brain, though still not ready to get back into classical Greek or pick up the calculus text, seems to have made another connection.\u00a0 Or else, it’s the lack of dire mess in my office (though I thrive in having *some* mess, esp multi-colored mess, around me when I work.\u00a0 Plus complicated music.)<\/p>\n
Last night I considered doing some more work on the bedroom’s “organization” (lack thereof)\u00a0 and the brain said “I’m WriterBrain now, not OrganizerBrain.\u00a0 Let me remind you that you have several unfinished stories.”\u00a0\u00a0 So I said “Did you have one in mind?” because, again from experience, starting the *wrong* unfinished story sends WriterBrain into a frenzy of infodump.\u00a0 Best to let the lake settle and take whatever the hand offers (some of you will recognize that reference in an instance.\u00a0 Not mine.)\u00a0 What WriterBrain offered up was the unfinished story of Aesil M’dierra.\u00a0 I started that some years back, pulled it out again when working on Horngard I,\u00a0 and got kind of stuck.\u00a0\u00a0 Last night, looked at again, and messed with, I saw what was wrong.\u00a0 In a very dark mood I had written a very dark section of it very VERY vividly and it was dominating the rest in a bad way.\u00a0\u00a0 But by the time of the Horngard book, it was decades in her past.\u00a0 In fact, she’s five years past it by the conclusion of this story, which means, to write it at that depth and intensity, this would have to be at least a novella and possibly part of a novel.\u00a0 Sorry, Aesil, I don’t want you stuck in my head for a whole year.\u00a0 I like you; I liked you when I first made you up, but not enough to live with you in the intimacy that giving you protagonist space and time would require.<\/p>\n
Yes, I talk to my characters and they talk back.\u00a0 She’s not actually that interested in re-examining her life that much.\u00a0 Unlike the ones who march in demanding their book (or trilogy) her focus has always been somewhere behind my left year and behind me, when she’s standing in front of me.\u00a0 She’s *there*, and vivid, sharp as crystal shards, but she’s never invited me all the way in, and…here we are.\u00a0 However, in this instance, once I discarded the first half of what I had (leaving home, being thrown in jail, the vivid description of Valdaire’s jail and how (as in many European jails in the middle ages and even up to the 18th c.) if you didn’t have a way to buy your own food, you got very little if any from the jailers…the rescue from that, her arrival in Margay.)\u00a0 Sudenly the story came alive again and Aesil was ready to show me how she got OUT of Margay.<\/p>\n
Readers who have read “Mercenary’s Honor” either in Operation Arcana<\/em> or in my collection Deeds of Honor <\/em> will understand some of the backstory of enmity between Ilanz Balentos and the rulers of Vonja.\u00a0 Other connections barely mentioned in other Paksworld fiction show up again, in the story I’m writing this week (and for however long it takes.\u00a0 Who can know? Not me.)\u00a0 You’ll know, sort of, where Margay is (between Vonja and Sorellin on the branch of the Guild League Road that connects the main one to Sorellin and goes east to the coast just south of the Eastbight…the Guild League standard design of it, though, doesn’t go much beyond Sorellin.\u00a0\u00a0 Aesil is so full of agency today (both today in my week and today in her world) that she interrupted senior commanders.\u00a0 Her mind’s racing full speed trying to figure out how to rescue everyone she knows.\u00a0 She can’t, of course, but it’s better than giving up.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The brain, though still not ready to get back into classical Greek or pick up the calculus text, seems to have made another connection.\u00a0 Or else, it’s the lack of dire mess in my office (though I thrive in having *some* mess, esp multi-colored mess, around me when I work.\u00a0 Plus complicated music.) Last night […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[52,102,5],"tags":[107],"class_list":["post-2992","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-editing","category-story-2","category-the-writing-life","tag-the-writing-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2992"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2992"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2992\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2993,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2992\/revisions\/2993"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2992"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2992"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.paksworld.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2992"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}