World of Bunnies

So here I am, watching Supernatural. Or playing Satisfactory. Or messing around with ComfyUI. And sure, sometimes it is because I'm tired, sick, or my BP is 188/107, I've a splitting headache, and I don't want to do anything until it goes down again.

But seriously, I bet I would be writing a lot more if I was getting paid for it. That sense of accomplishment is only half there when nobody is reading and nobody is commenting. Makes me feel like Jeremy Hillery Boob, making nowhere plans for nobody. Of course if I got paid, it would be work. But I kinda need work.

Anyhow.

The new idea is still fighting with the original idea for which one I write first. "Blue," and Tiki Stars. Oddly enough, both of them are "Old Earth," where Earth isn't a factor in the story, being far away from the action. In Tiki I had the idea that the back story would change from episode to episode; Earth would usually be out of the equation, but the why would change. At least in Blue, Earth's fate is a known thing. They are just on the other side of an expensive wormhole. Oh, and the Venus story I was playing around with, Earth is clearly in the sky. When you can see it through the clouds. What they don't know is why it went radio silent and the ships stopped coming (they theorize a lot).

Also in both, these are somewhat Outer Worlds shaped commercial empires. Tiki is out in the colonies where various companies are so strong entire planets are basically Company Towns. Blue, it is more like a mercantile empire, a technically democratic bureaucracy that strongly supports trade, expansion, and other business interests. Which is natural, as they started as a for-profit colony.

Oh, yeah, the bunny for the day. As I was taking a walk, I passed a place called the "Dessert Cafe," which is fancy ice-cream thing, and two actual cafes name-dropping "Marrakesh" and "Nomad."

So, taking a page from the sadly-undersold Cozy Fantasy genre, a cool coffee-and-pastry place in an eclectic trade town at a crossroads along a Silk Road of sorts, in the middle of a fantastical desert, on a lost colony world that is slowly rebuilding and is currently at a schizo-tech vaguely early Renaissance period with empires both growing and long-gone, and remnants of a long and terrible interstellar war including the alien survivors who are now integrating into the human society of this backwater world.

I am so not writing it.

That's the thing about the writing mind. Ideas are easy. Taming them is hard.

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Got another thousand words done on Early Fox. And I feel like I'm shorting the relationships. Like the end of the Dynel arc. I know what happened. I have pictures in my mind of the strange uncomfortable but almost sweet relationship between her and Charlie after the whole "Footloose" scene. But I didn't have the space to go into that, not when the focus is Penny and her story is figuring out a mystery.

With some angst on the side, of course.

That tips the scales towards Blue, because that's a framework that could support a lot of angst. I mean, interpersonal stuff. Because it is a Hornblower-esque, young person joins the (merchant) navy and grows in responsibility through various adventures.

The tiki story is more vibe, but mostly, it is modern pulp so there's a lot of action. The pacing of pulp doesn't seem like it will leave room for long quirky romantic conversations.