I’m constantly amazed by the way that life often makes a mockery of our best intentions. Initially, I had promised that I would conclude Islena Doraux’s Journey through the Land of Shades trilogy in one final volume and I can honestly say it was my sincerest desire to do so. As I worked through the novel, I quickly came to realize that I had surpassed the three hundred thousand word mark…and was a good way from weaving the last of the yarn. Circle of the Witch was a mammoth endeavor that tipped the scales at nearly three hundred and eighty thousand words, but this final volume of the Journey trilogy seemed set to stray well beyond the four hundred thousand word mark…which seemed excessive for a single volume from an Indie author.
The other thing that provides an endless source of wonder for me is my creative process and the way my rather unusual thought mechanics seems to function. I found myself rather disgruntled with the idea of deliberately abridging portions of Islena’s final tale, thinking that after laboring over this story for over twenty-five years, it would be a bit of an injustice to short shift the ending to satisfy a word count restriction. I fretted over this while I worked on the concluding chapters and then…like a falling succession of dominoes…the solution to my conundrum came into place. Within the space of about fifteen minutes I came up with a natural break point in the story, a cover graphic for the novel and a title…and with that inspirational burst, The Chains of Capitulation (the title of which could change depending on the cover graphic I elect to use) was born. The novel will still tip the scales at about two hundred and forty thousand words and will allow me to write the robust ending that Islena’s epic fantasy tale genuinely deserves. The final volume of Islena’s heart-rending odyssey will still be entitled A Fallible Goddess and the Enduring Sorrow and should be available sometime in 2016…though I’m reluctant to offer that as a promise.
Which leads directly to the next segment of the update and yet another example of the hazards of making promises. As mentioned a few updates back, I have been tinkering with the idea of writing a fourth Converging…though agonizing would probably be a more appropriate word than tinkering. In my mind, there was always one final story that begged to be told in Elizabeth and Cynara’s dark saga, but the ending of Closures in Blood left me with very little appetite to tell the tale. Writers are a curious breed and ideas can often be like irritating grains of sand in an oyster…an unrelenting thing that eventually leads to the formation of a pearl. After nearly twenty years of resisting the temptation, I finally wrote the opening chapter of the fourth and final novel of the Converging series. An immortal Heart Asunder will provide a definite end for Elizabeth and Cynara’s story…every story, no matter how compelling, must eventually know an end and theirs will be no different. For those who have enjoyed the Converging series, this last volume will prove to be a complex and heart-rending journey…but it is a story that I have to tell. With nearly seven thousand words committed to paper already, there is no turning back. If things go as planned, An Immortal Heart Asunder should be available in the second half of 2015.
Or perhaps I’ll set that aside and write my first vampire novel…just kidding…I think.