I when I begin writing a new book, especially one that is part of The Crystal Crux series, it comes with a mixture of excitement and dread. In my mind, I see it all. It’s like a movie and all the players are doing exactly what I want them to do, saying what I want them to say, looking dramatic, romantic, heroic and foolish, driving the tale forward.
Once I sit at the keys and start typing, the ability to recount it sort of ebbs and flows, one moment just pouring out of me with ease, another moment absent and recluse.
I write with storyboards. The invention of the Post-It is a godsend. By the time I get done, planning and plotting out more details, my storyboard will be covered with Post-Its that have been moved and changed a thousand times.
I know from feedback I have received that people want to hear more about Pero de Alava and Francis Whitehall. I promise to do my best to keep them front and center – BUT – the flow of the story doesn’t always work with them there. There time is coming but there are sinister forces doing much of the driving right now and there will be a great deal more revealed about them in Book Three.
(Don’t read any further if you haven’t read Book Two and don’t want to know what’s going on. Or if you’re curious and don’t care – go for it.)
Well, there is Gherardus Fabbro. He just discovered that two people whose counsel he thought he could trust, lied to him. His son, Rugerius, said he killed everyone at Capua. Turns out he didn’t. In fact, the bastard kept Anthea Manikos alive and is intending to wed her, something he was supposed to do a long time ago but didn’t.
And than there is the giant magician Sinibaldus. He really let the old commander’s trust down when he said Pero de Alava was dead, even going into detail describing his death. It was all a fraud. Now Gherardus is unsure who to trust.
And who is at his side now? Is it his faithful Provost, Guidus Salvatore, a man of impeccable honor and knowledge? No. Gherardus sent that poor man to his death, convincing him that delivering a letter to Pero in Capua was just a routine affair of state and he’d be home the next day.
Nope, Gherardus as his other son, Talento, serving as Provost now, and this wiry boy can’t be trusted at all. And he has no head for the Provost position.
We also have the voluptuous, foxy nymph Viridian who feels forsaken by everyone in her family, including her cousin and lover, Rugerius. A snarling, horny imp landed on her patio and invited her to a festival where she will meet Lord Ophis, a rich and powerful man, so saith the imp.
For those familiar with the tale, Ophis has not been seen or heard of since the beginning. Will we see a bit more of the old dragon in this book?
Rugerius Fabbro is running on hate. He’s about to ride for Eagles Pass to find the still-living Pero de Alava and bring him back, all of him or just his head, we cannot be sure.
And Pero, well, we know what happened to him. Hell of a drop. Too bad about that landing.
Anyway, I have a lot of work ahead of me. I’m not making any promises on when it will be ready until I’m getting closer to completion. I hope to have it out by Fall. Summer would be better but it’s hard finding time to write, work my regular job and sell the books I have already written – not to mention spend time with family.
Back to it!