Thursday, December 1, 2011

NaNoWriMo conclusion and An Excerpt from FORGED STEEL

Well, so far today I've read several NaNo success stories and several stories from disappointed writers who have had to drop out. Yay for everyone who won and tried! :)

I thought I was going to make it this year--I really did. The first week was iffy, but the week after that was strong and I felt really good about it.

Then we went on vacation to Missouri for Thanksgiving. I think I wrote about...3 thousand words the ten days we were down there? Maybe? But, I decided it didn't matter too much. I'll just keep plugging away at Forged Steel and A Bargain with an Elf during December. And, I realized that I never even once posted an excerpt! That needs to be remedied, so here's a bit of an excerpt with some thoughts that I wrote in the beginning of November.

Hope you guys all have a great weekend! I'll be returning Monday with a post about Christmas!

Forged Steel is turning out to be one of those stories where I really feel sorry for the protagonist. Not necessarily because what I've gotten him into so far, but because of the people I've populated the story with.

I generally have this bad habit of surrounding my main character with people he mostly gets along with. In my two NaNo novellas, the opposite is true. A Bargain With an Elf puts together a shape-shifter who has a high moral code and an elvish thief--not the best pairing for teamwork.

Josh's situation in Forged Steel takes the cake, though. A moody fae girl who can't get her mind off her missing boyfriend and two fae guys who are fighting over who gets to be "alpha male". Not to mention that one guy, Eliaster, is telling Josh that he can't trust the other two (David and Larae) while David is telling him that Eliaster's motives for protecting him may be suspect.
No wonder the poor guy's lost his sense of humor. ;)

It will definitely need some tweaks, but here's an example of what I'm talking about:

“So, where are we headed?” Larae slid her jacket on and, with a practiced motion, flipped her ponytail behind her shoulder.

“Upside, “Eliaster said. “I want to see if Dagger is at his office.”

“Dude, are you nuts?” David asked.

“I don’t plan to waltz in there and say ‘Hey Dagger, you have Marc, so here’s the rest of us, free of charge!’” Eliaster snapped back.

Wow, Mr. Doom-and-Gloom had an ounce of sarcasm in his body. That was surprising.

David and Eliaster stood glaring at each other. Not good. The last thing we needed was our two strong guys ready to knock each other’s heads off.

But how could I cool them down without getting my head knocked off? So far, the most helpful one had been Eliaster. I didn't want to take sides yet, remembering Eliaster's warning, and I knew that I couldn't risk alienating one of them. Besides, we were all supposed to be on the same side, whether David and Eliaster liked that or not.

Larae looked at me, rolled her eyes, and stepped in. “If I can break through the testosterone for a minute, then what is your plan, Eliaster?”

"I just want to see the place. That's all."

That wasn't all. I didn't know how I knew, but Eliaster was lying through his teeth. The others could see it too. David grunted; Larae's left eyebrow quirked upward.

She shrugged. "Yeah, whatever. Forget trust and teamwork, Eli. Sounds good."

2 responses:

Lostariel said...

Sounds like fun, Josh. :)

Galadriel said...

Poor guy.


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