Writing Final Hope has been a strenuous road. I’m still writing. One step at a time.
Rewrite Crisis: Surviving Chapter Eight
As the weeks have gone by, I’ve delved deeper into my rewrites for Final Hope. And I was making good progress, too. That is, until I crossed paths with the dreaded Chapter Eight.
It didn’t start out bad. In fact, Chapter Eight was looking good at first. I was halfway through the chapter and I was rocking the word count at an alarming rate. Then, just as I was beginning to think I had the whole thing in the bag, things got weird.
Final Hope: Chapter 1 Preview
Greg Thompson stood alone in the rift bay of Final Hope, the last mining vessel built on a dying world. He looked around the control room and couldn’t help but feel like Jonah inside the whale, praying for some semblance of redemption.
Final Hope Gets a New Chapter 2
When I had the first idea for Chlorophyllium 9 as a short story in 2008, it was a flash of inspiration, but just a tiny snippet of the story as a whole. Like a glimpse at a scene, I knew there were several more layers to uncover before the rest of the idea revealed itself. But that one image has remained the heart of the story, even as it’s grown to almost novel length.
First Chapter Complete: Final Hope
This post is all about telling the darkness that it can go shove it. My draft folder might be filled with discarded words, but it was all worth it. Final Hope is finally starting to take shape.
Can you see the Milky Way from the Space Station?
I’ve never been to our modern-day space station. Was I failing to represent reality? I had no idea whether Earth reflected enough light to pollute the Milky Way landscape. Better to ask than look like an idiot, I always say.