My supervisor can't seem to pronounce the word "reconsideration". He has an interesting command of the English language to begin with, but no matter how many times I try to correct him, he always pronounces it "reconsiderization."
I bring this up only because I've been doing some reconsidering of my own. Simply put, I'm wondering if I should be trying to get Skyborne published. ...and that's quite possibly the hardest thing I've ever had to write in this blog.
I don't love the story any less. I don't love the world any less. And ye gods, I don't love the characters any less. Shiloh and Alexi are pretty much my Eternal Champions; I've written them in five different books, across different worlds and different times and different names, and it always ends with them together.
But through the query process, I've started to realize things about Skyborne. The story is very hard to explain in brief, which makes querying difficult. While the story itself is self-contained, it's also not the best way to introduce an entire world with the hopes of telling a long story series on that world. Reading about tiny pieces of the world called Abraxas which aren't really the world called Abraxas and they all go away in the end as the real Abraxas gets put back together... see what I mean? And besides, when the story ends with the world getting put back together after being destroyed, really, what do I do for a second act?
So, last Tuesday night, I asked myself, is there another story to tell for Shiloh and Alexi, another way to do things for them. I spent all day Wednesday having ideas I didn't want, which was bizarre. But I wrote them all down. A week later, 5000 words of plots and plans later, I've got a new story. And y'know what? I really, really like this thing.
It's strange to consider setting Skyborne aside. This is the first book I've had enough faith in to try to get published since 2005. But after spending a week with this new story, I'm seeing Skyborne's flaws quite clearly. And I can accept that it just might not work.
Rena showed me this a while back: The Book of My Heart. I found it again on Sunday, after reading a blog entry from Juliana Haygert that linked to On Writing the Book After the Book of Your Heart. And all of this put together helped me realize I was doing the right thing. I'll write this new story. I'll give it my all. And for crying out loud, I'll write it slower than my last efforts. If it works out, excellent. If it doesn't, I'll write something else. Far better to keep casting out new hopes instead of clinging to one even after it starts to sink.
And hey, this means I can work on the project I mentioned in my last entry, the one that was too close to Skyborne's supposed sequel. And that means I can write someone attacking the Big Bad by air-dropping herself from a flying motorcycle. And that will be fun.