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and one week later something presents itself to me.
I think that the mind (well, certainly my mind) as a writer does a lot of subconscious work, tying many different things in to build up the world until an idea breaks like a wave at the surface of the mind, pushing the debris of the current work a little further up along the beach. I don't really spend so much time thinking about what to do with plots and endings and characters and the like (although I've given a good attempt to set down some character stuff in writing for my really developed characters), but occasionally I will poke at one question or another, watch the eddies that occur, and see where they lead. Most often they only lead to other questions, points of confusion that aren't quite answered. Sometimes they result in that exhilarating click that I most often associate with NaNoWriMo but which I think now must come inevitably from the repeated poking.
I've figured out the plot of the Kaina/Indara story. Not the ending yet, mind you. Not quite. But a really good, solid poke at the plot that will move the story to the next stage. I've been stuck with the "well, now what?" question for almost a year... (okay, technically half a year, because a full year ago I believed it was a short story and would end with the cave scene). But today things clicked. Not just one thing Tthe task for which the magistrate gave Indara the medallion must be related to Kaina), not just two things (the church is the only true power left in the land, seeking to establish an ultimate hold on their position by manipulating the remnants of the nobility; specifically by putting a person under their control into the new position of leader), but a whole slew of things (Kaina as a seer and as a noble is their ideal candidate; they are both tricked by the person to whom Indara brings her medallion; they are separated and Kaina is kept from all sources of fire, and the voices start dying; Kaina calls fire to her in the town but in short-temper, not in incoherent raging; Indara tries to find Kaina but is misguided by the guard sent to help her, who orchestrates the scene with the capture outside the cave; she's brought to the dark place where Kaina is kept and nearly goes mad without the light; the guard by whom she is guarded feels pity for her (knows her from when she was not retired), brings her light; Kaina awakes to it and calls it, much to the guard w/ medallion's consternation; Kaina calls it and calls for fire to destroy, calls the dragons to her; Kaina's calling of the dragons is like the need for wildfire to keep the brush down, so something in the land needs to be burned free)....it's starting to blur. But it's there, in places, and it is really shaping now.
*is excited*
AAAAAAANNND of course I don't have the time to write. *sigh*
I think that the mind (well, certainly my mind) as a writer does a lot of subconscious work, tying many different things in to build up the world until an idea breaks like a wave at the surface of the mind, pushing the debris of the current work a little further up along the beach. I don't really spend so much time thinking about what to do with plots and endings and characters and the like (although I've given a good attempt to set down some character stuff in writing for my really developed characters), but occasionally I will poke at one question or another, watch the eddies that occur, and see where they lead. Most often they only lead to other questions, points of confusion that aren't quite answered. Sometimes they result in that exhilarating click that I most often associate with NaNoWriMo but which I think now must come inevitably from the repeated poking.
I've figured out the plot of the Kaina/Indara story. Not the ending yet, mind you. Not quite. But a really good, solid poke at the plot that will move the story to the next stage. I've been stuck with the "well, now what?" question for almost a year... (okay, technically half a year, because a full year ago I believed it was a short story and would end with the cave scene). But today things clicked. Not just one thing Tthe task for which the magistrate gave Indara the medallion must be related to Kaina), not just two things (the church is the only true power left in the land, seeking to establish an ultimate hold on their position by manipulating the remnants of the nobility; specifically by putting a person under their control into the new position of leader), but a whole slew of things (Kaina as a seer and as a noble is their ideal candidate; they are both tricked by the person to whom Indara brings her medallion; they are separated and Kaina is kept from all sources of fire, and the voices start dying; Kaina calls fire to her in the town but in short-temper, not in incoherent raging; Indara tries to find Kaina but is misguided by the guard sent to help her, who orchestrates the scene with the capture outside the cave; she's brought to the dark place where Kaina is kept and nearly goes mad without the light; the guard by whom she is guarded feels pity for her (knows her from when she was not retired), brings her light; Kaina awakes to it and calls it, much to the guard w/ medallion's consternation; Kaina calls it and calls for fire to destroy, calls the dragons to her; Kaina's calling of the dragons is like the need for wildfire to keep the brush down, so something in the land needs to be burned free)....it's starting to blur. But it's there, in places, and it is really shaping now.
*is excited*
AAAAAAANNND of course I don't have the time to write. *sigh*