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Hobverse? Maybe stop being lazy, yeah?

So I actually tweeted this then I realised I am thickety-thick and I should just blog about it because 10+ tweets about the Hobverse is asking to get twitter-punched.

I noticed on goodreads that someone has changed the title of When the Sea is Rising Red to include the words (Hobverse #1). Which is cool and awesome and also makes me feel like a tit for not actually bothering to stop calling them that. A long long time ago, I wrote a book called Hob an Lam. (Some people read it, they liked it, it made my agent at the time suggest I look for a new agent. LOLLERSKATES.) Then I wrote some other books set in the same world and I started calling them the Hobverse books. Because:  lazy.

Anyway, since the hobverse books are not an actual series in the traditional sense of the word, and more a collection of related stories set in the same world with some shared characters, I never really bothered to create a “series” name. (There is one now though:  The Books of Oreyn.)

But yes, Hob an Lam *will* be coming out (next year, I’m hazy on stuff) and it got renamed about two years ago so it’s now called Bones Like Bridges so if you have a vague memory of Jek and Sel and Calissa and Mal and Iliana and the great invading Mekekana ships…well um, yeah, it’s that one. The one that starts with a burning on Lander’s Common.

My precious. *pets book in an unhealthy way*

And there’s another that has been first drafted and revised and is ready to go on the editing merry-go-round, called Empty Monsters and yeah I kinda love it. Sorry.

*gets inappropriate with some words*

And as you can see, none of the books have Hob in the title anymore so…. yeah. Hey. Hobverse works for me. 😀

killing minor characters

Minor characters. It’s so hard for me to leave them minor. I want to know what drives them, why they do things, what broke them, and what good is left in them if they’re bad, what evil they can be pushed to if they’re good. They fascinate me.

This is problematic. (But also good).

Problematic because I write scenes that serve no purpose, only my own curiosity. They jar, they slow down pacing. Plus, I have to get all hard-core and mean before I agree with me that I need to cut the buggers.

Good because without my love of the Why of Minor Characters, I would frex, never have written Sea Rose Red. Felicita and Jannik began as two characters in Hob an Lam and one day I asked myself why the hell they were together, and what were they on about when they mentioned meeting behind umbrellas.

So I wrote a little meeting scene. And a year or so later I pulled out that little scene, and wrote a book around it.

Today I was busy drafting and organising wtf I’m going to do with Nulled & Void, where I have 5000 pov characters (9, actually, but dear god that’s just too much to ask of a reader). I didn’t want to cut any of them because I want the reader to care about them as much as I do.

Only, that’s not fair. That’s about me, and not about the reader.

So at least 3 of those povs met their death today. More might still fall. And that’s a good thing, because somewhere on my mess of a harddrive is going to be a folder full of stories waiting to seed.

Her Majesty’s a pretty nice girl but she’s pretty much obsolete

I’m reading through the feedback I’ve received, so that I can try put my brain in order before I tackle the rewrite of hob.

A couple of things keep coming up:

Calissa. A few people have suggested either cutting her or beefing her part up, because at the moment I lose her in the middle. Others find her POV rather poignant. Unfortunately, while I was going for the second, it’s obviously not coming through strongly enough. So, much thinking to be done there…

Jek and Sel appear to be working, and even hitting the exact reactions I wanted (and can I tell you how Sel’s fucking pov did my head in – making it change whenever he was getting saner… I am *never* writing anyone even vaguely mentally troubled again).

The fact that some people thought that Calissa was helping Jek out of some kind of altruism…eeek, I really failed there. She’s never going to fully forgive Jek for just existing, but she’s clever enough to realise that she has to at the very least play nice, pretend there’s no antagonism…argh. I’m always scared that I belabour things until the reader is going no! no more ! please. Except that it seems sometimes I do the exact opposite and make things too subtle. Unfortunately, I can’t just play her as a straight little bitch with no qualms about using everyone around her, because while she is that, she’s also a person with her own hopes and fears.

Not enough description of place or people – the cultures and the differences between hobs and lammers and even the bats.

Yep, description, *still* one of my weakest points. *headdesk* I cannot even begin to tell you how often I get told my description is anaemic. Every time I write I think I’ve done better, and then discover that I haven’t. This one makes me want to cry.

Not enough of a build up to the Mekekana. Easy to fix. YAY!

The ending is too rushed. Hmmm.

Actually, now that I’ve put them down on paper, it doesn’t seem as insurmountable as when I was just thinking about it. Calissa is obviously the hardest, so ‘ll have to really knuckle down there. Starting tomorrow, Cat said.

If anyone has a suggestion or another point to add to my shortlist feel free. The individual scenes where people gave feedback are covered, so don’t worry about them. 😀 This list is the big picture stuff.

Oh my.

*collapses*

We have a draft two, and a whole new ending for hob an lam.

I wanted to end it in fire, the way it started, but ultimately, something else kept cropping up, and in a way it fit in far better with the theme of the book. What’s that you say? Er, well…sometimes when I read through my stuff, I notice things that someone (my subconscious?) has been throwing in there. Since people seem to think stuff like that is important, I just let it carry on and hope that it doesn’t tread all over my story.

Also, it is now 4 pm, and I haven’t once looked at the house to clean it. I’m slightly scared to turn around from my computer now.

So how much new wordage actually came out of today’s effort? Looks like around 4522. A lot of that was pulling scenes that sucked, and adding some bridging stuff. Oh and the ultimate New Super Ending Of Doom!

Which by the way, goes like this:

“It’s just a fucking bird,” says Sel.

 

and which will only make any sense if you’ve read the previous 100 000 words.

Music news: My love for Send Away The Tigers just keeps growing. I wonder if it infected the almost-happy tone of the end of hob. And my god, did I just say that about a Manic’s album? Never thought I’d see that day.