Well, I just looked and it’s been eighteen days since I finished “Part 2: Learning to Trust” of “Tishta the Crystal Orb.” The challenge I’ve been facing was tying the end of Part 2 to the beginning of what I have tentatively called “Part 3: Travels and Battles.” Originally, there was a time and space gap between the two, and I wanted to fill it in. Eighty-four hundred words later, it resulted in a completely new twelfth chapter, “Deltran.”
I enjoyed the opportunity to do some new writing. Up to this point in the editing of the first draft of Tishta, I haven’t done much except move events around and include lots of backstory, which was predominantly written when I first started the book, two years ago. I had a lot of editing to do to bring the writing up to my current standard, and while I did add a few new scenes, there wasn’t a lot of actual new writing.
In adding chapter twelve, I got to create some new places to connect the dots between Haliton and the battle Lord Deltar asks the group to join. It was fun to envision and describe a wasteland and travels up into the high mountains in the Northeastern part of Colmaria. It also gave me the opportunity to flesh out my characters some more and for them to have more interactions.
The group has to deal with very cold temperatures. I added to my vampire mythology by showing how tolerant of the cold a vampire can be. This ability leads Coltan to take on more responsibility and to start making decisions about the others, like when he tells Malcan, “Don’t stand more than a one-hour watch—none of you. When I get back I’ll stand watch the rest of the night.” Malcan’s ability with horses becomes even more apparent, as does Gillan’s leadership role. Mar experiments some more with her healing powers and someone finally tells her ‘no.’
Criften has a chance to relax, if only just a little, and interact with the children more—he teaches Kano a new skill. The chapter also has other sub-scenes where the children are treated more like children, with Toran carrying Mar, and Malcan holding Kano’s hand, through the crowded marketplace, and Toran ruffling Brant’s hair.
I was able to have Criften actually engage with people as a merchant—adopting this persona for him was an important part of the story about which I had never gone into any detail. It was his main reason for acquiring the wagon that becomes such an important fixture in the story. This chapter has him trading goods from the lowlands with merchants in a remote corner of the country who have rare and precious goods of their own to trade with him, although, some of the merchants are likely more than they appear to be.
The stay at the inn affords Toran and Gillan some private time together. And Gentu and Coltan, a lot of it—those two hardly come out of their room during the two days they stay there. During this story, I let them have their privacy.
This interlude between events allowed the group to give some thought to who has been dogging them. They start to put the pieces together, although they still have a lot to learn and to figure out.
I’m sure to come back to this chapter for more editing, but for now, I’m going to move on. I’ve been wanting to get to the next chapter. It’s one of the first battle scenes I wrote and is still one of my favorites. I remember listening to the score from “Gladiator “while writing it. I listened to that a lot while writing the battle scenes. Maybe I’ll put it on while I revise the chapter.
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