I'm attempting a space opera this year. I went into it with a ludicrously abysmal level of world building. Which means basically there wasn't any. This type of story requires the creation of planets and cultures and non-human sentient species and technology and ... and ... and thinking the story would happen without all those things was, in hindsight, just the kind of craziness NaNo is all about.
This story has more [bracket info needed] than anything I've ever written before. I've even given up on naming characters! [person name] [character name needed] [somebody] are far too common in this document!
I suspect my future self will have some succinct, unprintable-type words for my present self.
BUT
Cover! That's a first for me, having a cover. Over Thanksgiving dinner, my daughter, her roommate and I were discussing the story and came up with a pulp science fiction magazine type cover idea. One of those with Strong Man Holding Weapon in one hand with other arm wrapped around Woman With Arms Raised and Mouth Open to Scream and an especially Menacing Tentacle wrapping both of them.
I really liked it.
And while
There then passed a mumbly mumbly amount of time. But I has cover! (Several actually, but I think this one is the best.)
So now I must finish writing the story.
(The phrase "unrealistically sexy" is homage to Shadow Unit and its unrealistically sexy FBI agents.)
2 comments:
I love your cover! You've almost made NaNo - so will I if I can stop reading blogs long enough to finish!
Thanks, Cathy. Write write write so you can get that certificate.
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