The title of this post will seem completely unconnected to anything I'm writing about hereafter, but trust me, it is. It's connected with how I got the inspiration for the plot of my July novel.
Yes, I am participating in the July session of Camp NaNoWriMo. I know I told T. Granger, one of my followers here on Inkweb and a good friend, and Z. Baner, also a good friend and follower of this blog through JTZ Baner, that I would be waiting until November to put into action my very first novel of this genre, but inspiration struck, and, well, when the muse takes hold, it can get very hard to wait for the right moment to put pen to paper, face to desk, fingers to keyboard, plot bunny to burrowing, brother to bed, and mind to the task. Not necessarily in that order.
So, I'm doing Camp NaNoWriMo. What's that? You looked up my blog, you can look up NaNoWriMo. So there. I've posted the links several times and I'm not going to do it this time. So open a new tab, look it up, and then read on.
Anyway, for my July 2013 project, I am going to write my very first science fiction novel. I believe the genre I will be writing in will not properly qualify as space opera, seeing as it only has a few main characters, a few not-necessarily-so-bad-after-all bad guys, no gigantic space armadas, and tons of nachos. Also, no Sith Lords. But it involves space travel, lots of planets throughout the galaxy, and stereotypically cannibalistic tribal warriors, as of my thoughts so far.
As a special sneak peek, I'll tell you a little bit of what I've thought out so far. It involves a man named (blank) who is on the run from (blank) and happens to find a young companion named (blank) on the way, who comes along with him to help on his quest to (blank), along the way being shot at, flung across the galaxy, trapped in the airlock, and declared the god of death by a bunch of stereotypically cannibalistic tribal warriors, not to mention flying through asteroid fields and all that good stuff. I've got a few details to sketch in, but I've got half a month to do it, and then the writing starts. So what am I telling you this for? You can help me along the way.
I need a character. This character is a galactic police officer and needs to be a compelling character. So, here's what I need:
- Name for said police officer (along with gender; plus, he/she has to be human, so make it reasonable)
- Planet of origin for said police officer
- Description of planet of origin for said police officer (he/she has to be human, though, so make it inhabitable)
- Description of said police officer (i.e. height, skin color, etc.)
- Quirky small fact about police officer's likes/dislikes
Got it? I'll pick my favorite and announce whose answer I've picked in an upcoming announcement. Get your answer to me by email: smiling_pint@yahoo.com
Joel out. *static crackles*
Answer submitted!
ReplyDeleteMy suggestions are submitted.
ReplyDeleteI cannot email my suggestions to you at your email as, having none, I must bestow my novel restorative in public print concerning my advice....concerning; your until now, mystery(and asbestos) clad officer of law.
ReplyDeletePOLICEMAN:
Name: Isaac Righk,
Species: Human,
Age: 23
Gender: Male,
Height: 6 ft. 0 in.
Weight: 178 lbs.
Eye-Color:
Hair-Color:
Planet of Origination: Cenderon
Planet Explanation: Planet pitstop for countless intergalactic criminals, due to its diinutive size and publicity and its harsh, unwelcoming climate; Cenderon is pitted with geothermic craters that systematically erupt in violently scalding air currents and boiling magma flares, making the rock near unlivable.
Character Origin: Family forcefully 'enlisted' into mob slavery. at age 20 Isaac escaped his slavery and enlisted into the C.S.O.(Cenderon Super-soldier Operation), asking to be tester of their first bodily advancement experiment. Unfortunately the operation was a botched first attempt, only partially advancing Isaac's strengths. the C.S.O. considered Isaac collateral damage and ejected him from the operation, leaving him stark.
After finding out of his family's death, Isaac signs up for the Intergalactic Peacekeepers, and spent the next three years hunting down Cenderon slavers and similar criminals.....(story taken up from this point by you, Joel)....
-Z
Ah, I like this very much. I will take it into consideration, along with the other options that have been given me. Even if I do not use your character, Z, I will most likely use the planet in my story.
DeleteOh and I forgot...YES! ALL of the three are challenging NaNoWriMo!! Yes! Now we can all congregate to complain about are woeful word count(at I will, being a first-timer)! WOOOH!
ReplyDelete-Z
Glad to see that you're excited, Z!
DeleteThanks Joel, Cenderon needs publicity. For some mysterious reason I revel in using violent explosions and pro-lava functions as often as conceivably possible. Hence Cenderon's unrelenting need for sun-screen.
ReplyDelete-Z