As I settled down to sleep last night, or really, early this morning by the clock, I laid in the dark, my brain churning gooey story slurry, trying to make something pliable out of it. Which yielded me seeds. I planted them in my brain, and then, this morning, a tiny sapling had sprouted. And a story tree needs sun to grow, so I had to let it out. I started a mind map, and started to bounce ideas off of my guy.
My idea tree is still growing, but I can already see the fruit. What kind of juicy deliciousness did I get? A serial scifi one. Just the type I was trying for. But I have to let it ripen.
So now, I have the beginnings of a universe. I have a hint of some themes. I even have the fetal development of a couple characters. Soon my word babies will grow, and become fully functioning beings.
I don’t want to give too much away, and I’m sure a lot of things may change in the process. But I’m so excited that I had to share something. Get ready for: Skylands, Wind Chasers, the Void, and an AI who may or may not be trying to save or kill us all.