Oops, I screamed that, didn’t I?
But yeah. My spacepunk novel about drug cartels, alien narcotics and fanatic cults is complete at 113,000 words. It’s The Wire and Narcos meets Mass Effect with a snarky Russian-Japanese protagonist who wears an exosuit out of titanium bone. Also includes cults, three-dee printing, alien drugs, and an asteroid filled with million of people and a college of cultures, both human and alien. And food porn. Lots and lots of food.
It’s the first adult novel I wrote in first-person, and it’s also the very novel where I put the characters first. I’ve always included character arcs and backgrounds (how could I not?) but this is the first time where the characters and their voices drove the story. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to write another way. Whereas my last novel taught me about world-building and scene-setting, this one taught me so much about characterization and voice and agency. I learn with everything I write, and this one certainly has, too.
I wrote the novel I wanted to write. It took six months because of editing my other work and restructuring, but it’s done and I love the end result. It’s gonna need edits, and beta-readers. But I haz another novel and I am very excited about it. I almost didn’t want to finish it, because I love these people and this world so much, but that’s what a dozen rewrites and rounds of edits are for.
But for now it’s done and I hope to bring it to you guys someday.