The Queen of Wolves
I just turned in (last week) the third book of The Vampyricon Trilogy -- and slept almost 14 hours afterwards. This is the longest uninterrupted sleep I've had since I was in my 20s (and I suspect a bar-hopping all-nighter kind of week had preceded those rests.)
The third book of The Vampyricon, The Queen of Wolves, has been the most intricate and difficult of the three to write. It is also the longest of the three novels. Despite how I felt in those interstitial moments when I came up from the depths of writing it, during the writing I felt I had reached a new world that existed -- in my mind -- but also, beyond it.
Thus, the delusions of writing can go. Yet, I felt them, and I stand by what I experienced while writing this book.
Despite the fact that the trilogy is fulfilled in the actions of this novel, I really feel this can expand into a whole new, fourth book. I don't know if it will, but the world in this trilogy just got bigger. The novel is pure adventure and invention, but the underlying philosophy has to do with the ordination of the world versus the ordaining of self at a deeper level than the judgment of the world.
In a sad aside, a mourning dove died out in our arbor, near the bird-feeder. Its mate stayed with it for 24 hours (Raul filled the feeder and the water bowl for it), and then the mate flew off. It may have been the sudden change in temperature, or something else, but it makes me sad to think of the bird's death and its mate's vigil.
Tonight, we go out to dinner and a little catch-up shopping (new vacuum cleaner, new keyboard) - something I haven't done in months because of the demands of this novel. But my mind keeps coming back to that dove and its mate.
Doug
www.DouglasClegg.com
The third book of The Vampyricon, The Queen of Wolves, has been the most intricate and difficult of the three to write. It is also the longest of the three novels. Despite how I felt in those interstitial moments when I came up from the depths of writing it, during the writing I felt I had reached a new world that existed -- in my mind -- but also, beyond it.
Thus, the delusions of writing can go. Yet, I felt them, and I stand by what I experienced while writing this book.
Despite the fact that the trilogy is fulfilled in the actions of this novel, I really feel this can expand into a whole new, fourth book. I don't know if it will, but the world in this trilogy just got bigger. The novel is pure adventure and invention, but the underlying philosophy has to do with the ordination of the world versus the ordaining of self at a deeper level than the judgment of the world.
In a sad aside, a mourning dove died out in our arbor, near the bird-feeder. Its mate stayed with it for 24 hours (Raul filled the feeder and the water bowl for it), and then the mate flew off. It may have been the sudden change in temperature, or something else, but it makes me sad to think of the bird's death and its mate's vigil.
Tonight, we go out to dinner and a little catch-up shopping (new vacuum cleaner, new keyboard) - something I haven't done in months because of the demands of this novel. But my mind keeps coming back to that dove and its mate.
Doug
www.DouglasClegg.com