Well, it looks like my next, to-be-published book is going to be humor. Humorous fantasy, actually. I’ve been fiddling on and off with this thing for a while, but having all my near-death experiences lately has focused me more and more on the story. When you’re sitting bolt right up in bed at 2 in the morning, trying to breathe, it’s nice to have some humorous outlets.
I’m at 37,000 words on this one so far, and I’m guessing it’ll clock out at around 80,000 words. Happily, this story is writing itself surprisingly fast, so if I don’t go into a coma anytime soon I think a solid draft will be complete by the end of September.
I’ve been a big Douglas Adams fan forever and this one is sort of off in that direction, but in the epic fantasy category. There’s so much fodder for poking fun in the realm of epic fantasy (my own writing included): desperate quests, poor boys who somehow are fated to be amazing swordsmen/wizards/dragonlords/fill-in-the-blank, destined to save the world, become king, get the unbeatable princess, ad nauseum. Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy reading those kinds of stories, but they do pile up. Particularly these days.
Elves, dwarves, wizards, peasants and kings, oh my!
If you have any epic fantasy elements you would like me to poke fun at in this book, let me know!