Has it only been 3 days? Since 1:37AM on Friday morning and now, I’ve written about 10,000 words. And I’m hoping to get 1,000 to 2,000 more words done tonight – ideally, 3,300 which will put me up to date on Camp Nanowrimo, so I can start to RELAX at last. But it’s left me a bit loopy, especially with static at work and from neighbors and with my wife’s art show coming up rapidly.
Oh hey, a quick aside on that:
You all should go to the Color Me Free show by my wife Sandi Billingsley, which starts this Friday at Kaleid Gallery in downtown San Jose – opening reception from 7 to 11, this Friday, May 1st.
Okay, back to procrastinating on these three thousand words. That looniness has been very, very creative! The story is really fleshing itself out in strange and unexpected ways. I quote a discussion with a fellow writer who’s helping me research the science of the magic of the faery kingdom. Looking it over … hmm … seems pretty spoiler-free. So here is what I told her:
I discovered something about the fae in the Dakota Frost universe which I totally think you will appreciate because you also design faerie worlds. I can explain to you more the next time I see you on Tuesday [at the Write to the End group], but I figured out where they’re from, why they left, how they got here, why they’re so weird about names and fates and everything, and even why faerie is strange and pathless!
Ok, the last one I got from that crocheting book [Crocheting Adventures with Hyperbolic Planes]: faerie has hyperbolic geometry … and hyperbolic geometry cannot be contained in normal three dimensional space. It’s like having a map with north, south, east, west and one more direction – the map folds up, wrinkles up like those crocheted hyperbolic planes – and the worst part will be the boundary of the human and faerie worlds, where, forced into a place where it won’t fit, it ultimately wrinkles over and starts crossing over itself! Neat, eh?
Well, at least I think it’s neat. Faerie has five cardinal directions: North, South, East, West … and Wonder! How inspirational! Onward! Only … a whole normal day’s writing ahead of me. Aaa!
Still … onward, into wonder!
-the Centaur
