I’ve been chipping away at Lest Our Passage Be Forgotten & Other Stories, my forthcoming short story collection, and I thought I’d pass along a few updates.
First, news on the stories.
I have three new ones I’m writing because of the awesomeness of my backers for the Kickstarter project that finished earlier this month. I’ve recently finished the zeroth draft of “Unearthed,” the Norse-inspired middle-grade story set in my new world of Bryndlholt. What’s a zeroth draft, you may ask? That’s the generally used term referring to a draft that’s technically complete but not really ready to show to anyone. A true first draft, IMHO, is one you’re ready to hand over to beta readers. I’m about halfway through the next draft, after which I’ll open it up to comment from the Kickstarter gang. Five volunteers will be chosen to read, plus a few hand-chosen readers.
The second Kickstarter story, tentatively titled “To the Towers of Tulandan,” is about 3/4 of the way written (again, zeroth draft). I’m excited to finish this story, but “Unearthed” just captured my attention for a few days and took the reins away. Plus, Towers is a tougher story, as it has to flow directly into The Winds of Khalakovo, as it’s an origin story for Nasim. I’m switching back to this as soon as Unearthed is done.
And then it’ll be off to the third story, “Prima.” I’m really looking forward to Prima, as it features one of my favorite characters from The Lays of Anuskaya, Ishkyna Vostroma. It also shows her after the trilogy is over and after she’s gone through some, well, significant changes. Spoiler free zone here, so I don’t want to say how Ishkyna changed. You’ll have to wait for the collection for that.
Ok, on to the artwork.
I’ve been working with the artist, Evgeni Maloshenkov, since the close of the Kickstarter, and we have some of the artwork complete. Here are three of them. I think they’re turning out great. (For the record, I’ll probably add some embellishments to these illustrations, like distressed or deckled edges, but these are essentially final.)
Lest Our Passage Be Forgotten
In the Eyes of the Empress’s Cat
Sweet as Honey