And three quarters of the way into Monday's words, when I finished Chapter 18 on another Word War that I entered belatedly due to a thunderstorm. I went offline for the storm. Common sense prevailed.
I'm doing the twist again. The twist in the next chapter is kind of one of those hairpin curves you get going down mountains. Whoooops. Oh wow, man, there's a precipice and nobody's been here before, so, there's no guardrail either, so, yeah, okay... oh boy.
And it all fits like clockwork and it's implicit in the world building. This is why I really like Coral Reef style world building. There's a reason Heinlein managed to write lots of really good fat potboiler SF novels that varied a lot in style and theme and character - and yet managed to tie them all together in his Future History. That's coral style.
The agglomeration just keeps building on what went before until it starts breaching the waves, and then it's a nice little atoll. My ending ticks.
Like a lot of other books I've done, it'll have this neat thing that readers who have read more of the other books first will eventually read it as Knowledgeable Readers going "ohhhh boy" and get a little more of the Hitchcock style of suspense, with some idea of what is happening or what could happen maybe a page or two before the readers who don't. Or with a little more depth to it and some idea of what the mysterious foreign people far elsewhere would think of it. Whichever their favorite mysterious foreign people from elsewhere do.
It's as if I were doing one of those classic SF universes with a big lot of planets in known space and this novel set on one of those odd little Rim Worlds that just doesn't get much traffic. Readers who've got my other books, which will definitely all get cut and rewritten neatly into modern book sized books instead of walloping overweight Sumo Novels, spinecracker paperbacks you can't hold open without breaking, will get that richness throughout. And still love Thendraga for being itself.
I got a look at the villain's view of things and the main villain, Karactis itself, is a little more cosmopolitan than some of the characters. This will result in veiled hints and mysterious accusations. That's going to show more than it tells, readers may have to work to find the underpinnings but they're there. It's a satisfying feeling to me to know they're there. The difference between "Cujo is about a 400lb predator with teeth and a disease that maddens it to homicidal viciousness that used to be tame" and "Oh no. I've seen St. Bernards. The thought of that with rabies..." - the punch is the same whether you know the breed or not.
That and a glorious nightmare gave me the answer to Desolation. There's a little scene early on in Stephen King's Desolation that's been picking at me for a long time, because King made a decision on who and what the main villain was that wasn't the direction he took it. In essence, the man threw away a big fat horror novel as good as the one he wrote in a couple of pages when he took that fork in the road! King isn't going to write that! Well, gee, I can't plagiarize him and steal a few pages out of one of his books as a starting point either. But. The kernel of the idea, the general idea of it has stuck with me like the seed pearl it is ever since I read it. Then it came back in a dream and it happened to me in the dream in an utterly different setting for completely different reasons and, well, there's the answer. That one will get written. And yet that isn't the original idea the throwaway in King gave me, so some riff off of that will come up too. It was a good nightmare. First the relief it wasn't really happening, always pleasant when nightmares are so vivid they're indistinguishable from reality (the knock on the door was actually the postal carrier leaving mail) and blurred with it... then, the delight of recognizing "Boy is that good story!" I did jot it.
I've been reading my Crime Manual too much.
Robert and Ari >^..^<