So my rough copy of Children of the Song is officially 5% finished! I know that isn't very much...I've only written some 5,554 words (my goal is 100,000), but since I'm such a terribly procrastinator when it comes to writing, I wanted to encourage myself and push myself onwards. I wrote one whole scene last night and introduced another character and her attack dog-like creatures (called Baelinur). My map is nearly complete and my plot is MOVING!
What's going on right now? Well, I've got my male MC (Benaiah; previously called Galeron) wandering around the woods until he stumbles upon a hideaway for a religious sect; he gets pulled into a plot to search for the lost sapling. My other MC (Kybris, a girl) is in the capital city of Kalendaal recovering from an illness. Her grandmother, Palaceir, has been captured by Corbus (head executioner for King Torus) because of involvement with the Marked Men (also called Chosen Ones). Kybris is debating whether or not to save her from certain death. Her Baelinur say no, because she is ill, but she says yes.
You can read an old, unedited portion (it doesn't look like this now) from Benaiah's part of the story by clicking this link. There is a bit of history and other fun stuff included.
Where do I hope to go? I don't quite know right now. I'm thinking, of course, that Kybris will meet up with Benaiah somewhere on the road. Palaceir and Stephos are both going to have a key point in leading their pupils to Elia (the Son of Shammahya). As for now, my thoughts are on getting Palaceir out of Kalendaal dungeon in a curious fashion (I haven't devised how, yet). On that path, Kybris is going to meet another person who will help her release her grandmother. Of course, once the convict is free they will all be on the run from the authorities. I can't say much more because I don't want to ruin the story for you! (If I ever do publish it)
Scrawled in Weariness,
News: Since April of last year I have managed to accomplish several monumental things in my studies, but I update you now to tell you that three nights ago I had the best sleep since I last visited my aunt's house (years ago) and probably will never have another good sleep like it for years to come *nods sagely*.
--12 March 2017 --
Quote: I really dislike how glasses slide down your nose impetuously when you're glaring down at your unfinished work. -Me