{"id":3716,"date":"2017-04-04T12:36:55","date_gmt":"2017-04-04T19:36:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.dresan.com\/blog\/?p=3716"},"modified":"2017-04-08T20:56:05","modified_gmt":"2017-04-09T03:56:05","slug":"camp-nano-2017-spiritual-gold","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dresan.com\/blog\/2017\/04\/04\/camp-nano-2017-spiritual-gold\/","title":{"rendered":"Camp Nano 2017: SPIRITUAL GOLD"},"content":{"rendered":"

Yes, that’s right! National Novel Writing Month’s<\/a> kid sister, Camp Nano<\/a>, is back, and I’m once again taking on the challenge of writing 50,000 words in the month on Dakota Frost Book 6<\/em> … SPIRITUAL GOLD!<\/a><\/p>\n

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(No, that ain’t the real cover, that’s 10 minutes in Photoshop working over a Christmas Tree Topper<\/a> and a Hopi Plaque<\/a>.)<\/p>\n

For those a bit surprised that I’m working on Book 6 when Book 3, LIQUID FIRE, is the most recent published one,<\/a> I want to make sure that when the next Dakota Frost book goes live there’s no big hiatus to the following ones! So I’m working on the next three Dakota Frost books (and the first three Cinnamon Frost books together).<\/p>\n

As for this one, I’ll let the Camp Nano summary and excerpt speak for themselves:<\/p>\n

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Synopsis:<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Dakota Frost just wants to ink magic tattoos and raise her weretiger daughter – but it’s getting increasingly hard to do either as she gets drawn deeper and deeper into the magical world of the fae and the superspooks of the DEI. But when they bring a new problem to her door, she can’t turn away – because she herself may be under attack … from the world of her dreams.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Excerpt:<\/strong><\/p>\n

As we drew closer, it got harder to get a good look from the angle of the passenger window. I leaned back, then winced\u2014the scabbard over my back had shifted to just the wrong position. I squirmed until the Salzkammergutschwert was off the center of my torso.<\/p>\n

\u201cWait a minute,\u201d Heinz said incredulously. \u201cIs that what I think it is?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d I said pleasantly. \u201cWhat do you think it is, Heinz?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou \u2026 packing a sword?\u201d Heinz said incredulously.<\/p>\n

I glanced over at him. \u201cSort of, yeah.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat the hell for?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re packing,\u201d I pointed out.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, but a gun,\u201d he said. \u201cThat\u2019s useful in a fight\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMost of the people I get in fights with,\u201d I said, \u201cwon\u2019t be impressed by a peashooter.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAh, very sensible,\u201d said Warstein from the front seat.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou pack an anti-fae weapon.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSort of, yeah,\u201d I leaned up again, watching through the window as the MIRU shot over the I-64 bridge and through the giant hovering ring. Mr. \u201cSeen it already\u201d Warstein turned away from it with a condescending tone that made Heinz roll his eyes and glance at me for relief.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou see,\u201d Warstein said, even as one of the greatest wonders of the Western World slid stainless and gleaming past the glass behind him, \u201cif Frost deals with the fae, she must face the fact that many fae are bulletproof, but highly vulnerable to cold iron, or enchanted swords\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat the fuck?\u201d Heinz said, looking at me. \u201cYou\u2019re telling me that\u2019s Glamdring?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnother hat tip,\u201d I said, mouth quirking. \u201cYou, ah, can view it as a magic sword\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo,\u201d Heinz said, incredulous, \u201cthat fucking thing glow when orcs come around?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot that I know of,\u201d I laughed. \u201cNot that I\u2019ve ever met an actual orc\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMost magic swords don\u2019t do anything we\u2019d call special,\u201d Warstein said archly. \u201cLike the legendary vorpal blade, their primary capability is that they\u2019re sharp, and made of metal that hurts the fae. A very few, like the, uh, the Saltgammerswort, are specifically anti-fae\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSalzkammergutschwert,\u201d I corrected automatically.<\/p>\n

\u201cGesundheit,\u201d said Heinz.<\/p>\n

\u201cExcuse me?\u201d Warstein asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s called the Salzkammergutschwert,\u201d I said. \u201cIt means the Salt Chamber Sword.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhich is where it was found,\u201d Warstein said, \u201cvery good, very good. The Salz\u2014ah\u2014I can never pronounce it\u2014the Salt Chamber Sword is one of the rarest of blades, a long, black sword of cold iron specifically forged to fight the faerie\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot exactly,\u201d I said. \u201cTechnically, it\u2019s a magical radiator, not a sword, though you can use it as one because it\u2019s nearly indestructible. The hilt wrappings are human work, but the blade itself is a faery artifact, repurposed\u2014not a weapon, just something that happens to hurt them.\u201d<\/p>\n

Heinz looked at me strangely, then at the scabbard over my back.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re wearing this Gesundheit thing now?\u201d<\/p>\n

I shrugged and smirked. \u201cSort of, yeah\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat are you talking about\u2014oh my God,\u201d Warstein said, excited and aghast. I reached up a long arm and popped the blade out of its scabbard briefly, and Warstein keened and wailed, more intense than a fanboy meeting Shatner. \u201cOh-my-God and aaaa! You\u2019re wearing the literal Salt Chamber Sword? Oh my God. Oh my God! That\u2019s a four million dollar blade\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJesus,\u201d Heinz said, tweaking his ear. \u201cShout it louder, why don\u2019t\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t need you advertising the value of my blade,\u201d I said. \u201cI really don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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And so, Dakota’s slow slide towards Gandalf continues … never fear, she’s never going to say “Fly you fools,” nor is she going to come back from the dead with a snazzy white wardrobe. Damnit Francis you have to do that now ….<\/em><\/p>\n

-the Centaur<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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