Seems I like writing about misfits whose destiny forges them into living legends.
First came Thorn Kingshield in the
Falcons Saga--the easily embarrassed, always-late, scatterbrained scholar who ends up becoming quite the earth-shaker and storm-maker. Literally.
Now comes Sanjen Laurelius, a lute-player with a past, who possesses the singular talent of being able to manipulate his environment through the magic inherent in music. In his first (written) adventure,
A Nocturne in Red, Sanjen is hired to save the City of Mages from a rampaging harpy. And in his second?
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Lute, detail from "The Ambassadors" by Holbein, 1533 |
As soon as
Nocturne was
published by The Society of Misfit Stories in August, I started writing Sanjen's next adventure. He has no idea that participating in a bardic competition will lead to a complete shift in his destiny, and in the destiny of an empire.
Encompassing a far larger scope than
Nocturne, the new tale (title undecided) currently clocks in at just over 60,000 words. So now the decision is whether to shorten it to make it more comfortably fit the word count of a novella, or to expand it and turn it into a full-length novel. Or to just say screw it, and let the story be the length it naturally is.
Anyway, legends... I have big plans for Sanjen. He no longer gets to remain the obscure tavern performer. His stage is about to expand exponentially.
Good thing characters can't read the minds of their creators. They'd run screaming in terror, right over the edge of the page.