Fiction and Writing

Camp NaNoWriMo

Camp NaNoWriMo Participant

 

I swore blind that I wasn’t going to do Camp. I was determined that I didn’t have the time or energy, I’m putting too much into the professional edits on the Infernal Hunt books. 

At around about 4am, while sleep-deprived I joined. I concluded that as I could set the wordcount to whatever I pleased there’d be no harm in it, right? I’m running with the fun idea that won’t leave me alone. 

It’s tentatively called Shattered God and it has a (very very rough) blurb:

Zathriel was a good elf once…

A fallen priest and a thief collide when a ritual goes wrong and they’re dragged onto another plane of existence. The modern world. Prague, to be exact.

Zathriel was a devoted father and loyal priest to the elven gods until he lost everything to the shadow plague. He realised then that things had to change, and it was down to him to bring about that change.

Cian is a three-tailed fox, and a thief. He couldn’t be happier with life. There were plenty of fresh beds to jump into, and shiny things to steal, what more could a fox ask for? Everything was thrown into turmoil when he woke up in a strange body in a stranger land.

Two very different men on a collision course that could change not just our world, but all worlds.

 

This was originally called Bad Elf because that was the phrase that summed up Zathriel. That sounded like a really dodgy porno, and so, I am now conflicted. On one hand, it’s a really cool, deep, dark, psychological exploration. A fun urban fantasy. On the other, that bad porno thing has stuck and I have my wonderful twin Mollie whispering ideas for the bad elf lol. 

So we’ll see how it ends up!

I can tell you that I have picked out the actors to play Zathriel and Cian. Zathriel would be Tom Hiddleston, and Cian Tom Ellis – that’s only fueling the bad porno vibe, because damn those men are fine. Ahem. 

Oh and here’s the opening prologue thingy:

I felt it happen. The threads of their lives snapped leaving them limp in the shadows of my mind. My legs gave way beneath me as understanding dawned. They had been claimed by the plague. Every last one of them. Gone. My gods had failed them; they had failed me.

Zaithriel.

I’m aiming for 25,000 words. I feel like that’s a nice, manageable number that I can hopefully squeeze in between everything else. I really need to learn how to back down from a challenge!

 

Who else is doing Camp? What are you writing? 

 

HollySiggy

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9 thoughts on “Camp NaNoWriMo

  1. Gawd, why does the name Zathriel sound so familiar? I really like it, it rolls so smoothly! It sounds really interesting, but if you decide to turn it into porn… well… never say never 😛 Especially with those two men acting. *ahem*

    I wasn’t going to do NaNo either but Mollie convinced me, too. It’s the first time for me (hehe) and I’m working on the sequel to my fantasy trilogy and a new sci-fi that’s been bouncing around in my head for a while.

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