I wrote a little over 42,000 words, rough and ready style…they’re going to need a lot of TLC and sculpting in future drafts, but I got the emotional core of the novel down, I think. Now I just need to write the antagonist POVs and some kick ass space battles. Should be fun. I’m even writing in the morning again/finally. Stealing time has been hard for me but I’m hopeful that this year I’ll be more focused.
If any of you out there cherish writing ambitions and want a place with very bad cell phone reception and internet access to help you focus, I highly suggest the Rainforest Writer’s Retreat.
One theme that I’m exploring in this new novel is love. That might seem odd in a military space opera where I’ve already killed 53 characters (including one POV character) and nuked a planetary capital with a ripple of multi-megaton missiles, further adding to the body count. But the reasons why people fight and why they keep fighting isn’t always due to anger or hate. There is a strong element of revenge, thanks to some dastardly acts, including that nuclear attack. But most of my POV characters in here are motivated by other things. By pride in themselves or their unit or their race. Or by love. Familial love, love of country and even romantic love. Like I said, that may sound strange but we’ll see how it works as the drafting process goes on.
I also wanted to put lots of cool mechs and powered armor and blasters and lazers in a book. Basically I want my inner 13 year old to go and play. Blame Guardians of the Galaxy, if I have to chose to live in one cinematic universe, it’s not going to be the hard sci-fi world of Gravity or Interstellar. I want to be with the cool guy who carries a double-barrelled blaster, has his own space ship and bangs hot alien chicks. Plus I am enjoying writing again and that hasn’t happened for a long year or more.