Chapter 9 is complete. Today the writing didn't come quite as smoothly. The story itself seemed to flow pretty well, but the more I use pieces of the "Ancient Language" I'm trying to create, the harder it is to formulate. I'm going to have to start creating a dictionary for it, so I don't forget what the words I'm making up mean. The sentence structure isn't really giving me the trouble I thought it would though; It's fairly simple in itself. Anyway, thanks for reading. I may not get as much writing done this weekend as I have lately. I'll be taking a trip down to Edwardsville, IL to meet with an advisor at Southern Illinois University at Edwardsville. I will also be meeting with the artist who is going to do some sketches for the potential cover for the book. Wish me Luck!
My new short story The Call of Fate is available for preorder. Here is a short excerpt:
Wogan Nance, more commonly referred to as Boot Chuck by his squad, looked out over the sprawling camp of the army. Tents were lined up orderly in rows for as far as the eye could see. Soldiers milled around cook fires, sharpened swords, and fletched arrows, mostly staying close to their own squad's compound of tents and supplies. He wondered how many soldiers were like himself, hiding their true nature to keep from being used up in short order. He wondered how many secret mages, or at least those with the ability to become mages lurked in midst of the throng of these men and women.
Mages were a hot commodity in the Imperial Army as it swept across the continent claiming new lands for its own. Magic turned the tide in battle for whichever side had the most numerous mages. While ability helped greatly, a large number of fledgling mages could overcome a seasoned magical user in due time, at the cos…
Wogan Nance, more commonly referred to as Boot Chuck by his squad, looked out over the sprawling camp of the army. Tents were lined up orderly in rows for as far as the eye could see. Soldiers milled around cook fires, sharpened swords, and fletched arrows, mostly staying close to their own squad's compound of tents and supplies. He wondered how many soldiers were like himself, hiding their true nature to keep from being used up in short order. He wondered how many secret mages, or at least those with the ability to become mages lurked in midst of the throng of these men and women.
Mages were a hot commodity in the Imperial Army as it swept across the continent claiming new lands for its own. Magic turned the tide in battle for whichever side had the most numerous mages. While ability helped greatly, a large number of fledgling mages could overcome a seasoned magical user in due time, at the cos…
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