Conclave of Kings
In which injury and near death is made into nothing, kings are switching around their characterization for the sake of conflict and just because your leader vanishes automatically means disbanding is on the table even though said leader has been a leader of an organization for less than two years.
Last chapter Ayra was apparently seriously injured. Here when put on the ground - though spitting up blood - she says she’s fine. “I’m only bruised, not broken.” But you’re spitting up blood. Sure. You’re fine. And we see no more of this. Saphira was hurt a lot but that’s okay, the elves heal her. So, injuries? Whut? TO the rest!
The Word of a Rider
First off, I have absolutely no
idea why this chapter is entitled “the Word of a Rider”. Absolutely NOTHING
has to do with Eragon giving his word or something like that. If anyone can explain it to me, I would love it. It feels like this was supposed to be the title for a different chapter and got misplaced.
What is this chapter?
This chapter is basically Eragon Watching Other People Fight And Being Mostly Passive. Oh and it’s also a Named Characters Can Actually Do Stuff And No One Else Seems To Exist. - I’ll explain that one later.
Oh and Nausada gets kidnapped. (Raise your hands if you care.)Follow the Link
By the Banks of Lake Leona
So, I started reading the next chapter, being a good little bird and keeping my momentum going… got about two pages in, got seriously pissed off, slammed the book shut and stalked off. But I have returned to the effort! And will get beyond two pages.
What, then, might you ask, had me so incensed?
Eragon’s treatment of Elva. Read the rest here
Item Number the One: I sold five drabbles! \o/ For money even. Which is even better! Three months into the new year and I'm getting fiction sold already! Now we just have to work on the longer pieces and novels.
Speaking of longer fiction. Item number two: I just wrote a 42k story. It's either a long novella or a short novel. I'm not one hundred percent sure yet.
I was not expecting to write something that long.
It was originally going to be a rewrite of a fan fic I wrote ages ago. I thought it'd be fun to see if I could re-write it with the numbers filed off, so to speak. I think I succeeded. The original story was about 7k words long. As mentioned before the current standing of the story is about 42k long.
The problem now is what to do with it. Tor takes things at around 40k words according to their website and I might, in rewriting - adding of description and scenes - be able to stretch it to at least 45k maybe even 50k which would be a lot better. Hah. I'm not even sure how to begin to describe this piece. I don't think there's a good or bad guy in it. Two protagonists who hate each others guts though. And no, they don't end up falling in love with each other. They hate each other in the beginning of the story and they hate each other at the end of it. Oh, they change, sure. They just continue to hate each other and for good reasons.
But it's done now. Which is good. I can let it sit for a bit before picking it back up. Need to find someone to read it. It'd be one thing if it were a short story, but this is a damn novel, almost. Which actually takes time to read! It's not a thing to read in one sitting.
I'll figure something out.
It's surprisingly darker than I usually write. Not so much tongue in cheek humor and lampshade hanging. Which was weird. It's the only way the story would work though. So, I guess you have to write what the story requires.
Hammer and Helm & And the Walls Fall…. (finally)
In Hammer and Helm we learn that Roran is a great big selfish jerk. He even says so himself. With the following sentence, “He knew - Horst had a newborn child, and the Varden needed his metalworking skills - but Roran could not think of anyone else as well suited for the job.” He couldn’t think of anyone else, but did he try to find anyone else? He’s putting his own needs above those of the greater good. Which is right kind of him, I’m sure. I’m not sympathetic to his needs, because why would I like a person who might make someone a widow? Or deprive the army of someone who could make a difference in the battles to come with his skills? Kind of him. I think it might be better if he could wish Horst was coming with him, but realizes his importance to the Varden and so had to do without him. Also I’m not really sure how a blacksmith is good at doing with commandy stuff. However Nasuada agreed with Roran without complaint.
Oh. And Roran is preparing to attack the city and he’s excited. Yay.
That was pointless. Read the Rest Here
The Tolling of the Bell & Black-Shrike-Thorn-Cave
… Wow. This chapter is so short… I mean, I haven’t seen a chapter this short in a while. It’s less a chapter and more of an afterthought. If I realized that I would have included it with the previous chapter, after all it’s mostly a clean up of the battle.
And that’s basically what happens. They go and search the area after killing everyone to recover their weapons which just happen to be laying around the chapel. As you do. Just like in a video game. They find his sword under a bunch of bodies, the ring Brom gave him under a pew and his necklace wrapped around the handles of the bier. Ayra’s sword is also found among the bodies, but the belt wasn’t there. When he tries casting a spell to find the belt he can’t find it. So
basically, the bad guys took all of their shiny magical objects but hid only one of them. The others they just left lying around for no particular reason. Why didn’t they hide all the shiny magical objects? Follow the Fake Cut
Infidels on the Loose
In this chapter we learn that Angela is an ever bigger Mary Sue than Eragon - which is saying something.
Angela comes striding in and covered in blood, which Eragon suspects isn’t her own. Because Angela is Just That Good. She’s only got cuts and scratches after getting kidnapped by those guards. Though, one would assume, since she’s been cut, that the cuts bled somewhat and so there is blood on her clothing. She says the boy is an idiot because he didn’t know that he just had to break the crystals surrounding them. I’m sure that’s something they taught novitiates. “Here’s how you break our special structures”! As opposed to “these are holy objects, don’t touch”. But Angela knows it so obviously everyone else should. Though we have no indication that Eragon does. (Follow the fake cut)
WHoot. I'm on fire lately. To Feed a God
The thing I really hate about this chapter is that it reinforces the whole beauty = goodness theme that’s been riding through the series. Because the one person who decides to help Eragon and Arya is one of the beautiful youths novitiates as opposed to the ugly and mained ones. (Also those oiled slaves from book three show up again.)
Apparently Eragon passed out again. I don’t remember if I’ve been keeping track of these things yet. I guess he failed his jump check. He wakes and discovers he’s been strung up in chains. Also gagged. While this means he can’t talk this entire chapter, we’re stuck in his head. Not that much is going on there. He’s also been stripped to his leggings with all his weapons, armor, shiny magical objects have been taken away from him. (Follow the fake cut)
My book is out.
It came out on the 8th.
I now have an officially published book.
I still don't believe it. My copies are coming in on Thursday. I probably won't believe it then either. It feels like some sort of dream and I keep on wondering when I'll wake up.
But it's out.
And it's amazing.