Wurm's Blood is still going through the edit process by my coauthor. In the meantime I have been trying to work on my current project when I'm not finding myself distracted by shinny things like the internet.
This is an outline roughly of what I am planning.
This project is going to be three books at the Outset. I have the
titles for them already so that's kind of a good sign so long as my
characters don't get too carried away I should be able to keep to the
base chart/tree I have for this series. This one is going to be more of
a high fantasy (especially given the source material) then Wurm's
Blood. Wurm's Blood was more of a dark fantasy comedy in some aspects.
Book 1: The First Ones:
Book 2: The Memory of Trees:
Book 3: Song On the Wind:
Once
my co-author gets around to finishing his edit of the story I'll
probably work on the First Ones in concert with the short that's going
to be bridging book 1 and 2 of Wurm's Blood. Yes Wurm's Blood is going
to get a sequel...discussed it with my co-author and we feel that
Rambert's story is not quite done yet...which will definitely see more of Finnart
the Elf. Wurm's Blood is going to be just 2 books as we can't see the
story going any further as it'll wrap up a few things.
That's it for now. I will type more later when I have more of which to inform you about.
Wide grins of anticipation and excitement plastered to
their faces, Tuan and Cian Cecht sat upon the rails leading up to the
beginning of the bowsprit, “You are sure it wasn’t just another of her
fever dreams and it really was a true Vision?”
Tuan’s grin had
refused to leave his face even as he defended his claims to his golden
haired friend, “Faith, Cian. Even Finn knew it for a true Vision. Would
you dare doubt The Word of one of the most powerful druids left in this
world. I believe in my mother’s Gift of the Sight. Once She had
foreseen….”
“Cian, please come down and play with me.” A little
golden haired girl, their junior by eight years, pleaded and interrupted
Tuan. She nervously sucked on a bit of her tunic’s collar which she
had pulled towards her mouth; her head remained downcast, unable to look
up into the faces of the two boys.
Cian had turned to face her
and gestured dismissively with his left hand at his little sister,
Ciara, “Go away. We are discussing and doing important things right
now. We don’t have time to play silly girl games.”
Tuan
patiently watched as the little girl had summoned up her courage, and
had taken a single step closer towards them, “Important things? Maybe I
can help?” she suggested in a very meek and muffled voice as she still
had part of her tunic’s collar in her mouth.
A slight tone of
anger edged Cian’s voice as he attempted to drive her off with his
brusque manner, “I told you this is important man stuff. Now go away
Ciara. Get Bronagh or Ruad to play with you. We want to be the first
ones to see land.”
She had rushed forward in excitement; proclaiming proudly and in a louder then usual for her voice, “I wanna see!”