nano novel profile

Oct 10, 2005 15:04

I didn't have much when I started this profile, but wow did it help me clarify some stuff!


Novel Title: no title yet. codename: Refugee

Estimated length (your best rough guess, you can go by chapters, word count, pages, whatever): no clue

Your writing experience: lots of unfinished novels, a couple of published shorts.

Fantasy - new genre? Or old favorite?: old favorite

Other genres of your novel: science fantasy, I suppose, with some post-apocalyptic and romance.

Gonna publish?: if it turns out well, I'll certainly try, but via traditional publishing houses only, no self or POD

Cliches/archetypes you're including (not necessarily a bad thing!): The Wounded Healer, The Whore with a Heart of Gold, The Streetwise Kid

Cliches/archetypes you're avoiding: Most quest / high fantasy tropes, Knight in Shining Armor, any Royalty in Disguise, all fantasy non-human "races".

Theme(s): Community, Cooperation, love overcoming all odds, tolerance, we're all human beings in the end, no matter political or nationalistic associations. The usual. :)

What we (the readers) will learn: I love a good apocalypse and I hate a pat happy ending.

Main character(s): The Wounded Healer, The Whore with a Heart of Gold, The Streetwise Kid, and a few more I haven't decided on yet.
Secondary characters: Refugees, soldiers, corpses, Track Pirates, and more.
Protagonist(s): The Wounded Healer, The Whore with a Heart of Gold
Antagonist(s): A big honkin' bomb of magical energy, a devestating earthquake that sets off said bomb, the resultant virulent mutation of plague that decimates the population.

Setting: the continent know as Namandese Elar, on the frontiers of the Empire of Naman where the Free Tribes still defend their sovereignty.

Rough geography: I have a bunch of maps. Large continent. The central valleys are criss-crossed by magically powered trains that carry the precious crystals from mines across the continent to the processing facilities near the capital. The frontiers are at the ends of the lines, recipiences of processed crystals and the machines that are powered by them - weapons, gear, artillery, vehicles. The tech level resembles that of the Napoleonic war, with the added experimental airship.

Races/inhabitants: Humans of various tribal groups. The black-skinned Namandese are the dominant culture, their Empire stretches from the lands of the brown Canosla in the south to the extreme northern reaches of the pale, almost colorless Venao. In the cosmopolitan central valleys near the Imperial Capital, Doremo, the tribes have mingled and live in something approaching peace, but only the Namandese have the benefits of citizenship. Racism is less pronounced on the frontiers, ironically enough, than it is in the central zones.

Fantasy aspects: Magic, used to imbue power into crystals of different types, all used to different purposes. Psionics, as personal gifts of varied and random power and usefulness. And let's not forget that the whole world is made-up.

Conflict: #1: Desperate refugees from a cataclysmic event bicker and sabotage one another based on loyalties from the war that has devestated the region. #2: A new kind of plague has mutated out of the chaos of earthquake and magical explosion - virulent, highly contagious, and utterly unknown to any modern medicine. #3: Despite social positions and rivalries that would have kept them from meeting in normal circumstances, the Healer and the Courtesan are drawn to each other; sparks fly in the heated atmosphere.

Obstacles in the journey: Personal grudges and old loyalties cause any number of small disasters. The earthquake and explosion have reshaped the landscape so that no one really knows where they are or where they are going. The war still rages around them. Their hopes are pinned on a place and a condition that doesn't actually exist.

Expected resolution: Some people die, some people reconcile their differences, some people manage to carve out a new life for themselves, and some are left bereft of any firm foundation.

Summary of plot: Survivors of a cataclysmic magical event must struggle through unfamiliar territory, dealing with dangers of terrain and wildlife, disease, and human sabotage, to reach a place of safety. But once they find their destination, is it the haven they hoped? Not by a long shot, and recovering from that blow will cost everyone dearly.

writing, nanowrimo

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