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You play as the dragon and you’re pretty bummed out that the king kidnapped your girlfriend. While it sounds like the most standard of fantasy tropes, dʒrægɛn has a twist. That’s the general premise of dʒrægɛn: A Game About a Dragon, which is currently in development and on Steam Greenlight. The only solution is to steal the dragon’s mate away from him and take command of the land again! The king has decreed that it is time for the serpent’s reign to end. There is a dragon living in the kingdom, guarding his hoard of treasure.
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So….I guess something in there worked for me!
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Got home and started writing, upped my word count to 19168, and I’m reasonably happy with all of it.
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Felt incredible despair, wondered why I thought I could ever write this book because apparently I know just enough to realize that my science isn’t working, but not enough to know how to make it work. Realized I know nothing about how leather is made or about the ecology of boreal forests or how people could possibility support a community of hundreds of people with limited resources. Was devastated to think that my people can’t even have leather clothes because there aren’t enough trees to go around to supply bark to tan the leather. Then came across a sign in the park I was hiking in that explained that oak bark used to be a major export of the park because it was sold to tanners who used it to make leather. Got hung up on what the hell my people could be wearing without things like cotton or wool available to them and with limited animals for making leather. Went for a hike yesterday, hashed out some plot in my head while alternately obsessing about food sources in a struggling boreal forest setting. Why is it that this other story came without any sort of effort on my part, but The Book is something I struggle with every night? Is it because my story isn’t very good? Is it because I suck at world building and will be forever delegated to writing stories in worlds that have already been created for me? Is it because I just suck at writing in general? Friday I was so frustrated that I ended up closing my Nano document and went and wrote 4000 words of a RP story set in a game world instead. Usually I’ve been hitting my 2000 word goal for each day, though Thursday and Friday I faltered, stalling around 12000 words.
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In any case, it couldn’t really go worse than last year, when I gave up without really trying. At least I had an outline for that, and an idea of who the characters are. Without an idea for a project, I decided to give my half of the aforementioned book a shot. I decided at the last minute to do NaNo this year, inspired mostly by the determination of my RP buddy that I spend most of the year writing with. I was writing a prequel to the book I really wanted to write, the one that I’ve been kicking around in my head for years (which I’ve never actually tried to write but didn’t want to “waste” on NaNo). I didn’t like my plot, I didn’t have a plan, I didn’t even really like my characters. I attempted NaNoWriMo last year and failed horribly at it, giving up after just 3000 words. (The cat promptly vomits into one boot and leaves a half dead mouse in the other.)Īnd that’s the day the adventurer learned to never take instructions from a cat. (You do as you’re told, mostly because you just want to continue your quest to the mountain.) (The cat stares at you as if it has never seen you before.) (Another hour later since all the monsters respawned and there’s also a rare elite in front of the cat food now, which kills you a few times before a level 100 swoops in to help you.) “I DO NOT EAT PÂTÉ! BRING ME THE SLICED BEEF! WITH GRAVY!” “Seriously, you’re a cat, why do you even care? It’s not like you take the time to taste what you’re eating.” (One hour later, after battling through hordes of giant rats and wild boars, you return and find the cat in the same spot….er…”grooming” himself.) “I HAVE MORE IMPORTANT THINGS TO DO THAN BE TRIFLED BY HUMAN CONVENTIONS OF GROCERY STORES AND PAPER MONEY!!!” But I have a very important task for you that is much more important! I will pay you handsomely! Are you interested?” “Excuse me! Hello! You over there, hooman! You look like you are on your way to the giant evil mountain thingie to do something. Somehow I imagine the run in with this cat would go something like this: I’m sure by this point, you’ve seen this meme floating around: