I know, I have yet to finish writing a novel; I keep starting new stories instead of finishing old ones. But I don’t care; when the feeling of I-must-write-this is strong enough, I must obey.
I started writing a new fantasy book last week. I’m not going to call it a novel, because it will more likely be novella length, probably between 35,000 and 50,000 words. It’s a middle grade or YA book (the main character is currently twelve years old, though I’m not sure if that will change or not). The story is completely planned out, but rather simple compared to the previous story I was working on, Atarius Destory This World. The story is based on a bunch of elements from a bunch of other stories I’ve been plotting in the back of my mind for quite a few years. All the elements just sort of collapsed together in my mind, like gravity forming a star in a nebula. (What a great simile!)
The story is about the last sorcerer in the world, a twelve year old who hardly understands how to use his powers, who must save a kingdom from an ugly invasion. It will hopefully be the beginning of a series, which is thinly planned out.
Right now my wordcount is at around 5,500 words. Though I’m still a slow writer, I will say that this is so far the easiest story I’ve worked on, perhaps because so many of the elements have been floating around in my mind for so long. We’ll see how long it lasts… but for now it’s quite exciting.