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I think I've finally figured out the problem with "The King Shall Come When Morning Dawns", the previously mentioned XAOSverse story that's been causing me grief. The style is still a problem. It's very different than what I'm used to writing, but it must be written like this. It needs to have the lyrical feel of poetry while still being prose. That's just what it is.
The mistake I was making was believing that was the only problem with it. I thought, "hey, I should really write the short story about how the Skyrynians waited for the restoration of the House of Takski." I thought I could quickly pen it out while I was trying to get some other character pieces done. I was wrong.
It's not a short story. Or at least, its on the larger end of the spectrum.
Somehow, I managed to forget I'm dealing with, in the grand scheme of how I've plotted the universe, a span of 500 years that's essentially an information black hole. I have no fucking clue what the hell happened in that time period other than a few events and one particularly gruesome recurring event.
The amount of universe building that needs to be done is slightly daunting, and not really the material for the type of short story I was envisioning. We might be entering into the territory of the novella. Oh, you can hear my absolute joy. Or I still might be able to pull it off in a short story. I'm really hoping for the latter. It's just, I'm willing to think about the former only because it dawned on me just what exactly I was talking about.
The mistake I was making was believing that was the only problem with it. I thought, "hey, I should really write the short story about how the Skyrynians waited for the restoration of the House of Takski." I thought I could quickly pen it out while I was trying to get some other character pieces done. I was wrong.
It's not a short story. Or at least, its on the larger end of the spectrum.
Somehow, I managed to forget I'm dealing with, in the grand scheme of how I've plotted the universe, a span of 500 years that's essentially an information black hole. I have no fucking clue what the hell happened in that time period other than a few events and one particularly gruesome recurring event.
The amount of universe building that needs to be done is slightly daunting, and not really the material for the type of short story I was envisioning. We might be entering into the territory of the novella. Oh, you can hear my absolute joy. Or I still might be able to pull it off in a short story. I'm really hoping for the latter. It's just, I'm willing to think about the former only because it dawned on me just what exactly I was talking about.
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