What is that I have discovered? Is it the secret of life? Or perhaps how to turn trash into gold? Or, the greatest question of time: how the fuck did the French lose at Agincourt? (hahaha, no, we figured that one out [stupid French bastards don't know how to fight]) Nope, it's none of those, though I imagine that with enough thought you could figure them out and it's just stupid people who can't and therefore go around spreading this great myth that there is no answer. Damn rednecks!
No, what I have figured out is... wait for it... Oh, nothing. Hahahaha. Actually, I did think of something, but it's really a boatload of shit so I won't bother sharing. Nah, I will. My little theory is this: for who knows how long people have been trying to figure out why teens are rebelious and stuff. Well, my theory is that there is one group of people at fault with all of the stress and carp that comes of it: parents. And so fitting as well, for often times they are the ones to be suffering the most. Serves them right. So, basically, yeah, that was a bunch of shit.
And now something completely different:
I started working on the first book in the Collision Wars series I have been fooling around with for a while. Haven't gotten very far and I think that I'm going to end up deleting it. No, rephrase that: I am going to delete it. But anyway, for now 'm working on it and it's all coming along smoothly except that, ya know, it sucks major ass, but that's beside the point. But the real problem with this is that I'm not working on Dream Soldier (formerly Holy is Thy Name v 2.0) and the whole point of that was to rekindle my interest in more fantasy stuff, and it was working too. Now my desire to work on fantasy stuff is slowly ebbing and pretty soon I'm gonna end up dropping the Collision Wars story and going back to the monotonous and bloody WWI style fighting. You can even tell I had a little fantasy nostalgia when working on Dream Soldier, in a way, because there is an entrance of pikes and mail. I have no idea how that's gonna work into this, but I think it, if nthoing else, gives it a nice sort of flare, the sense of being caught between the middle ages and modern warfare; that with the whole being caught between warring factions, different power interests, and the church, makes the characters feel their own insignificance more acutely than they normally would, well Taeris does anyway, because he has a fair idea of how things are going to turn out whereas the others do not.
Okay, that's enough psychoanalyzing my story for now.
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