Sometimes I amaze myself

I just had an epiphany about this trilogy. I still have chills.

Magic always has a cost. All power does. It’s taken me two novels to figure out the full cost for this system. But it’s subtle, elegant, fucking deadly and brilliant, all at the same time. It fits with the theme of the novels (finding balance) with the initial inspiration (write about someone who goes to an extreme.) It’s perfect. It’s basically along the lines of, “With great power comes great responsibility.” Only it’s more personal and twisted, because that’s the way I roll.

Thursday I finished chapter one. It’s 32 handwritten pages, which, if I’m keeping to form, should be about 5800 words (5.5 pages per 1000 words.) However, there are also notes, things I didn’t cover fully, things that need to be added, so it will probably end up being longer.

This morning I’ve written the first 1000 words or so of chapter two. I’d forgotten to pack an extra notebook, and I ran out of paper. It’s okay. I’m only taking a short break, then I’m going to delve back into it, possibly at the park. Just because I can.

Hope that the words are flowing for you today. . .