Of Side Projects and Phoenixes · 7:32am
Hail to you, stranger.
I'm sure you've noticed that I've not updated Jericho in an uncharacteristically long time. Why is this? Well, that's because I had a crazy idea and began working on a side project; that is, the writing of a full-length fantasy novel. It hight "Phoenix Fire", and some intrepid readers might recall me speaking thereof a while ago. See, it came into my hands as an idea and a world that I was fascinated by but that never reached the light of the day. Terribly incomplete, yet also with its own world and a history for me to mess with, I accepted stewardship over the world of Phoenix Fire, promising to give it the honor and respect it deserved in the form of a novel written in my tone of voice. It's a light fantasy novel (meaning not as magic-heavy as, say, Dungeons and Dragons) and is told from the point of view of the only character I know how to write, Jericho Amadeus Faust as he crosses the Glasslands and chases a dragon into the east. Have a sample of the work, which is how the story itself actually begins.
In short, without this most suicidal of feelings, no one would be so stupid as to see a mighty dragon flying eastwards and think, “Hey, I should totally follow that across this ash-and-glass-filled desert, because that makes sense.” But that was all okay, for I’d done stuff like this twice before, and it had only ended in tragedy twice. Of course, I’d never seen a dragon before, but when I saw that silvern behemoth tearing through the skies, spewing flames and roaring so loud it shook the very earth, I knew that I had to follow it.
It's written in the same style wherein I speak in real life.
Now, what does this mean for Jericho the worst story you ever laid eyes upon? Nothing, really. Amacita, my friend and editor, got me to agree that once I finished the first third of the book, I would return to finishing up this part of Jericho. And, after a few weeks of working thereat, I finished successfully the first third of Phoenix Fire, clocking out at just under 30k words. I'm quite proud thereof, but you can expect more Jericho in the coming weeks, because I love you guys, and you're all masochists who continuously read the crap I spew forth.
And remembers kids, don't do drugs. Or I'll find you...