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Where did all the blogging go?

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Into roughly 240,000 words of LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT.

As I mentioned back in November and December, I've been working on a "cozy fantasy" called LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT that I first started writing in roughly February of 2010 (under the title "The Eternal Crypt of Endless Night: An Oakholme Properties Dungeon"), but which, according to my notebooks, I apparently put aside when I received edits on my second Dakota Frost novel, BLOOD ROCK.

Life got away from me at that point. FROST MOON came out right around the time I put LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT down, and in addition to its publicity, I was hard at work at Google on a major project that itself soon got sidelined when I had a chance to join Google's first Robotics effort.

FROST MOON. BLOOD ROCK. "Steampunk Fairly Chick", the first Jeremiah Willstone story. The Google Scanned Objects effort, and the DOORWAYS TO EXTRA TIME anthology. Then LIQUID FIRE, the Replicant robotics effort, THE CLOCKWORK TIME MACHINE, and Robotics at Google proper. All good times.

By 2012, I had completely stopped revisiting THE LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT, and by the end of the decade, I had aaalmost forgotten about the stories of Q'yagon the zebra elf and Darina his spidaur girl ... until 2022, when Travis Baldree's cozy fantasy novel LEGENDS AND LATTES came out.

LEGENDS AND LATTES wasn't the first cozy fantasy, which in a sense goes all the way back to THE HOBBIT, but it is the lightning bolt that revitalized the genre. An orc swordswoman retires and opens a coffee shop. That's the whole book; that's all that it needs. The sequels, BOOKSHOPS AND BONEDUST and BRIGANDS AND BREADKNIVES, are even better; but there's a simple perfection in a giant barbarian swordswoman realizing that she's going to need to put up a "Seating reserved for paying customers" sign.

So, for my November Nanowrimo project (that challenge to write 50,000 words in the month of November, formerly shepherded by the now-defunct nanowrimo.org organization and now loosely led by nano2.org ) I restarted LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT ... and didn't stop at the end.

Now, I had never successfully completed a Nanowrimo-like challenge except in the official months of the challenge - November (Nanowrimo), April and July (Camp Nanowrimo). You can see my first two attempts, in December of 2010 (on THE CLOCKWORK TIME MACHINE) and August of 2014 (on SPECTRAL IRON).

At first, this time was no exception. December was decent, until I stalled out in the holidays. January was much worse because I had a scientific paper (and the underlying code and experiments) to develop in a very short time frame (I had done six months of prep, but eventually, the rubber meets the road).

But I was very happy with that progress; I was even planning on writing a blogpost on "85,000 words of successful failures". But, instead, I deliberately chose to buckle down and to try to "finish" THE LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT, which I was confident I would be able to finish in a month or two.

That was before I discovered I was writing a trilogy.

Or whatever the hell it is. I'm structuring LOTECP as a sequence of novellas, each roughly 20,000-30,000 words long, which I hope to release as separate volumes; very roughly speaking, four of those novellas are roughly novel length, and it looks like I'm going to have about 12 or so of them by the time I'm done.

Another darn trilogy.

But I pushed through, and got close to my 50,000 words in February (a short month at that!) and nailed it in March. As of tonight, the last day in the 30-day challenge, I have written 51816 words on LEGACY in March and 242038 words (counting outline, notes, and such) in total.

So, as much as I love blogging, I think that's a fair exchange.

And now! A brief excerpt, from the very beginning of the project:

The Problem with Prologues

“In a time before the story started,” intoned the wild-eyed, wild-haired sage, “in a land far from those we shall travel—” he glanced around the faces lit by the flickering fire: fighter, mage, healer, rogue “—among a people whose deeds are spoken of only in legend—”

And in an accent so thick, thought a figure in the dark, it could be used as plate armor

“—events transpired so portentous, so critical to our quest,” the wizened sage said, gesturing expansively to suggest realms and vistas of staggering, nay, even plot-significant importance, “that we cannot even begin without an accounting of them … in full.”

The fighter carelessly spat her chewed gristle into the magical fire. The rogue leaned against the corridor wall, slender ears carefully listening. The healer carefully applied a bandage to the mage’s hand, where he’d carelessly burned himself trying his turn at the cooking.

The sage boomed, “And so—”

“What are you doing?” asked the striped shape emerging from the dark.

“Drakespit!” The rogue jerked back, drew his knife, and tripped over a rock.

“This is a corridor, friends,” the striped shape said—and what a strange person: an elf, clearly, in the dark leather armor of a low-level minion, but his mane of hair and even skin were striped like a zebra—and did his stripes glow? “Camping here is an OSHER violation.”

I'm having a lot of fun with this one.

Hopefully, I'll finish this in 2-3 months, then start releasing the chapters on my Patreon.

Oh. A Patreon is coming. Just thought you'd like to know.

Onward!

-the Centaur

Pictured: the word count table for LOTECP, and the nano yearly comparisons for the past 24 years.

Viiictory … forty-three times

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a graph of forty-five nano progress stats, forty-three successful, two not

So! The National Novel Writing Month organization may be gone, but National Novel Writing Month lives on! Not just in Nano 2.0, but in my own writing. I've written two and a quarter million words in Nanos over the years, by far the bulk of my writing output, and I'm not stopping now!

For this month, my forty-fifth Nano or Nano-like challenge, I resurrected a fifteen-year-old project ... the Spookymurk! The Spookymurk is a nerfed D&D-like world - a cosy fantasy, in today's terms - which, according to my notes, I stopped work on when I got the notes back for Dakota Frost #2, BLOOD ROCK.

I had four novels come out since I first started playing with the Spookymurk, and I think that's probably a fair trade. But the story was calling to me recently - I even started drawing some of the characters as part of my Drawing Every Day project - so I resurrected Book 1: THE LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT.

This was my forty-third successful Nano, and as always, great inventions come from the pressure that writing ~1700 words a day puts on your story. But, as I went over my old notes, I'm surprised at how extensive they were: this was a rich world, and I'm kind of sad I put it away for so long.

Other than a brief blip around day 8, where I was as far behind as I ever have been, this project was pretty typical of recent Nanos: a slow start as I re-acquainted myself with the world, and a strong finish as I typically ended up with more ideas than I could write down in a day. I'm going to write more tonight, in fact.

Progress bar for Nano 2025, showing a slow start and a strong finish.

And, at last, an excerpt. I liked this bit and thought it turned out well, though it was perhaps one of the most difficult pieces of writing I ever had to write, since I was under spiritual attack (as I have been for a lot of this project, for some reason). Almost every interruption imaginable tried to stop this text from existing:

The “book” is perhaps the most amazing development since the invention of language.

The invention of “language,” itself, of course, had serious drawbacks, requiring evolution to greatly expand our gooey, calorie-hungry brains, with a consequent increase in later-life lower-back problems from all the extra weight, and a rise in complaints from women in labor that whoever this “evolution” person was, he could go fuck himself if he really wanted to push an entire human head out of that small a hole, and she’d take the epidural now, thank you.

The “speech” invention greatly improved on language by letting people actually share their ideas, but it required flapping one’s mouth so hard that the literal air figuratively knocked your ideas into someone else’s head. The concurrent “signing” invention greatly improved the accessibility of speech, both to hearing impaired individuals and to anybody who happened to be dying in the cold vacuum of space, but at the cost of angry debates among linguists, many of whom didn’t like having to study gesture and language at the same time, and had become overly attached to the idea of titling their masterworks on the origins of language something like “It All Started With the Word.” This debate was resolved, however, by Moan Skychomp’s development of the unified cognitive theory of profanity, which proposed that speech and gesture developed together when some forgotten genius stubbed their toe on a rock and simultaneously invented both “swearing” and “the bird” while cussing the very first “blue streak,” a hypothesis documented in Skychomp’s popular magnum opus, “It All Started with the F-Word.”

With the release of “writing,” language really started to jazz it up. This invention went through a rapid sequence of “point updates”, from tally sticks to cuneiform to hieroglyphs to scrolls, and soon there was an absolute explosion of people writing things down for no damn good reason. But, even written down, language was still hard to share, as tablets were heavy, scrolls were cumbersome, and pharaohs tended to send armies after you if you carted off a wall inscribed with hieroglyphics.

The “book” changed all that.

A “book” is an idea. Now, the book is strongly associated with its popular “codex” form factor consisting of thin leaves or “pages,” bound into a portable rectangular prism noted for both its random access features and its tendency to close upon itself unexpectedly just when you’ve found the page you want. But the actual book invention per se is the simple notion of gathering the ideas you want to share into a precisely-defined, self-contained, and, well, share-a-ble unit. Whether as text gathered into a codex, words spoken aloud, bits transmitted into an e-reader, or substantial form conjured into an infinite scroll, all editions of a book can be seen as sharing the same essence of “book” (except audiovisual forms, which often lose something in translation, leading to the common phrase, “the book was better than the movie”). In essence, a book lets the same piece of writing be shared as multiple copies across a vast reach of space and time.

And so, as an idea for sharing ideas, the “book” became the most successful tool for disseminating knowledge in the history of human civilization, enabling “authors” to share their ideas with “readers” not just all over the world, but even across the ages of time itself.

At least until a mad wizard decided to set every codex in existence on fire.

The structure of LEGACY OF THE EXTRA CREDIT PROJECT leaves me a lot of room to work in little sidebars like this between the actual action chapters, so I am having a great deal of fun with the story of Q'yagon Nightstrider the zebra elf, Darina Voidweaver the spidaur, and their many fun misadventures.

Of my post-Dragon Con projects, this was #3 of the ones that have urgent deadlines before the end of the year. There are 2 more, one due tomorrow, and one that was pushed back to January 15th, so hopefully starting on Tuesday I can return to blogging on a more regular basis.

Onward!

-the Centaur

Pictured: Stats from the last 45 nanos, and from this year.