Sometimes my writing style confuses even me. I like to flick around in time… my flashbacks will come to present time and then have an entirely different flashback. This is not something from the classical SF I’ve read, nor is it particularly a thing in the types of anime we watch (which is mostly ‘cute girls doing cute things’). As a result, with the exception of about 400 words, everything I’ve posted about Nichole’s Book 2 is a flashback from where she is standing looking out to the northeast at the migration of the Nation before their assault on the cannibals.
For about two sentences you see “real time” below the fold, then, God help me, I do it again and flash back to how they got there. This is her third trip upriver, so I’ve no reason to dwell on details – and I don’t – and just toss a few mile markers down.
AFTER THIS! After this, I think I will be entirely in ‘present time,’ with the possible exception of a verbal montage to get the Nation across the Washington Cascades. While I’d not seen Nichole’s interaction with Rye until my fingers tapped the keys, this is an interesting development… one that I’ve no idea where it will lead.
After talking with my wife and teen daughters, there’s nothing particularly afoot this weekend for us. God willing, that means I can lay down 4k-6k words and get within striking distance of a conclusion to Book 2. Anyone have any ideas for a name? I got nothin’ right now: no-one knows what Foederati means; Enemies at the Gates is clichéd and taken… I’d like it to be a perversion, if you will, of the first title, “Friend and Ally.”
