I wanted to write something fresh, that I hadn't thought of anything for before. Something I hadn't planned out carefully, constructed a perfect world with climate that made sense and factions all designed. A story like that has constraints. This story couldn't have anything to stifle its creativity.
At about two in the morning, I was about to go to sleep but figured I should probably make a start on my story. I started writing, got about 200 words in and deleted the whole thing. It wasn't right. I didn't connect with the characters, and the story wouldn't go anywhere.
I began again, and was surprised how quickly I came out with 500 words. Then, the beginning of the story established, I fell asleep.
Today was spent thinking about where to take the story, for I had really started without thinking of where it would go. But I think I have it planned out. It is set in a world similar to Terry Pratchett's Diskworld in that it disobeys the very laws of physics. But hey, wizards did it. This is a world I had designed for a Dungeons and Dragons game: a world where giant birds roamed the skies, where people rode them in sky and on land. Where the water which fell from the sides of the land flowed back in currents across the sky to fall once more onto the land.
The story will draw on many tales of the Daoine Sidhe (people of the mounds - Irish fairies). It took all day to lay out the plot, but I believe I finally have it. Of course, this is at the delay of my studies.
The biggest hurdle over, I think I am ready to conquer this story. My only problem today was starting the prologue with the main character a baby. I will have to do a summary of him growing up if I'm to get anywhere with this story. Also, just now considering merging the Prologue with chapter one.
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