Taking a break tonight

1,127 words yesterday and I started class today, with TONS of Arabic homework, so I decided to take a break and go to bed early.  I need the sleep.

Yesterday, when I started writing, it was difficult at first because there wasn’t much action, but as soon as the action picked up the writing just flowed.  It was beautiful.  The scene that I saw in my mind matched the scene I was writing.  It’s moments like this that I enjoy writing.

It shows me that if it seems hard to write, it might be a good idea to cut out all the unnecessary stuff and get right to the action.  That’s very similar advice, actually, to what I’ve heard in my political science classes.  In academia, there’s a real problem with people writing in the passive voice.  It can make an article seem more prestigious than it really is, and put the reader to sleep at the same time.  In PLSC 200 they are nazis about passive tense, even when it’s actually legit.  The result is that your writing is simple and the action is clear.  Apply that to fiction, and it helps as well.

Even though I didn’t write anything tonight, I do need to keep the momentum going.  I’ve experienced this before, where I’ll have a great story idea and lots of fun writing it out, but then a few days go by without me working on it, which quickly becomes a few weeks, then a few months, and then it gets buried.  I may or may not pick it up again, but it’s usually a bit harder than it would have been if I’d have kept the momentum going.

On the other hand, there is a reason why I decided long ago that I would never become a professional fiction writer.  That reason is that writing would become a chore if it became my job. I don’t want that.  I enjoy writing.  It’s creative, expressive, therapeutic sometimes, meditative in others, and sometimes it can even be exciting and invigorating.  To keep it that way, I’m reluctant to let writing become the primary focus of my life.

When you’ve got momentum, though, it’s beautiful.  That’s why I’m a “binge” writer.  I don’t usually force myself to sit down and write (out of fear of turning a recreational activity into a chore), but when I do do it, I get in this sort of trance and I don’t want to get out.  Hours become minutes and pages flash by faster than my mind can notice.  It’s beautiful.  I could spend a whole afternoon doing that, once I’m in the right groove.

I’ll try to wake up a bit early tomorrow and write a bit, as an experiment.  Morning writing vs. evening writing. More on that tomorrow.

Writing and the Sabbath

Today was my first Sunday in a new ward, and we had a really good Elder’s quorum lesson on keeping the Sabbath day holy.  This is an area of living the gospel that I really need to improve on, and I need to both stop doing things that aren’t appropriate for the Sabbath and start doing things that are.

My question is this: in your opinion, is it breaking the Sabbath to work on a particular story that you’re writing?

It’s not as spiritual as reading the scriptures or doing service, but it’s not as worldly as watching TV or playing Halo. It is an activity that requires creative thought, and I suppose that it does have the potential to draw you closer to the savior if you can see gospel principles in action in the story you’re telling.  On the other hand, it can really distract if the story is full of bloodshed and craziness.

I’m pretty liberal when it comes to Sabbath day worship, but I think I’ve been a little too loose in the past, and now I need to set up some personal guidelines to help preserve the spirit of the day. That’s why I’d appreciate the feedback.

I know that everyone is going to have different ways of living this commandment, and that’s perfectly fine. What helps one person to keep the Sabbath holy may or may not help another person, and what distracts from one person may or may not distract from another (for example, I think I need to stop browsing my blog subscriptions on Sunday!)

What I really need is some way of thinking about it.  I really don’t know on what terms to consider this; why exactly it would or would not be considered a Sunday appropriate activity.  That’s why I’d like to hear your thoughts.

1,257 words tonight and where I’m going with the storyline

1,257 words tonight.  That should make up for yesterday’s missed goal.

The great thing is that I’m starting to really get into this story.  In my mind, I’m already thinking out the details of the events in the next couple of chapters.  Now, I just need to make sure to keep up with it!

Unfortunately, I didn’t actually start writing until after midnight.  That will hopefully change.  I don’t want to be going to bed after 2 AM every night.

I’m coming up to the part where the main male character, whose name is Sayed (though I’ll probably change that) meets up with the main female character, whose name I haven’t yet figured out.  Sayed and two of his crewmates are stranded on the planet and separated from the captain and the rest of the crew.  They decide to walk out of their situation and try to find the captain.  Along the way, they come across a group of bandits who roam the desert on these bipedal lizardlike creatures and make a living stealing from the local tribes.

Of course, Sayed and his crewmates don’t realize this, so they approach the bandits peacefully without expecting a fight.  When the bandits attack, a firefight ensues, in which the bandits are cut down like butter by the superior weapons of Sayed and his friends.  All of the bandits, about thirty or forty, are killed.  However, one of Sayed’s crewmates is fatally injured, and his other crewmate Aaron is severely wounded.

Sayed doesn’t know it, but this group of bandits has recently captured the main female character.  She is the daughter of a local tribal leader of some influence.  While the men went off to rob and plunder from the strange foreigners, their wives and the princess stayed behind.  The wives of the bandits are jealous of the princess and treat her abusively.  When their husbands don’t return, they are scared and force the princess to go and find out what’s going on.

She comes across Sayed and Aaron at the site of the battle, but Sayed (who is peaceful at heart) sees that she is unarmed and doesn’t attack her.  They try but fail to communicate, because of the language barrier.  When the princess sees how sad Sayed feels about his wounded comrades and the bandits they killed, she realizes that he’s a good person at heart and won’t hurt her.

However, she connives a scheme to get herself back home–and to get back at the women in the process.  She takes Sayed and Aaron back to the wives who abused her and tells the women that these foreigners have come to rescue her–and capture them.  When Sayed tries to communicate with them, she pretends to speak on his behalf, and Aaron has such a jittery trigger finger that the women quickly come to believe what she tells them.

She then leads Sayed and the others back to her home, where, to Sayed’s great surprise, he is treated as a prince and a hero.  The plot thickens from there.

That’s the basic gist of the story at this point.  I don’t want to reveal too much in this blog, but I also don’t want you to read about my writing without having any clue as to what’s going on in the story.

I think that’s enough for now.  As always, suggestions are always welcome.

Writing Is Not Mindless Entertainment

So, I’ve been unpacking and moving in all day–what a freaking chore! It didn’t help that my sister, who left me her car while she’s visiting the family, was 5,000 miles overdue for an oil change, or that it suddenly decided to leak power steering fluid. Holy cow! I could go on listing things, but basically, I’ve been busy all day. That’s not the excuse, though! The excuse is even lamer. While unpacking and moving in, my flash drive with all my writing was buried under a pile of junk (ازبل, as my Syrian roommate taught me to say), and he went to bed before I could completely put everything away. The result was that I couldn’t find my flash drive while glancing over the pile in the dark with my cell phone as a light, and I didn’t want to disturb him so I stopped looking. So, no writing today (::innocent emoticon::). I’ll try to write at least 1,000 words tomorrow.

But here’s a question, and something I noticed: at what time of the day do you do your best writing? At what time of the day do you do most of your writing?

I’ve noticed that with this daily word goal, I’ve been doing a lot of my writing at night, right before I go to bed. I’ve also noticed that I get really loopy right around that time (haven’t you noticed while reading this blog?). I wonder if perhaps it would be better to write at a different time of day. Would that increase the quality of the writing? I dunno.

I’m not quite sure how to logistically do that. Every time I’ve set a goal to do something at a specific time each day, it always ends up not working out. Every day is different, and different obligations pop up at different times. I suppose I could set a flexible time, such as “after lunch” or “before such and such class,” but would it really work? I don’t know.

I think the ideal thing would be to get so excited about your writing that you think about it when you don’t have to think about anything. That way, you’re much more motivated and it’s natural to make the time.

But writing doesn’t exactly seem like the kind of thing that you can do when you’re bored. It takes a lot more thought than watching TV or browsing random blogs and websites. I heard from somewhere once that the brain is naturally wired to minimize work and maximize output. That means that you’re naturally wired to seek for highly stimulating things that require little or no effort to obtain. I’m sure it’s possible, through an exercise of will, to overcome that, but it would require quite a lot.

Besides that, writing strikes me as something that you can’t really do in little chunks here and there. If you want to catch up on your blogs, you can go to a kiosk between classes and check out half a dozen or so before you have to go. But writing is something that, in order to do well, you have to take time to work yourself up a little bit more than that. It takes inertia, and it’s hard to accelerate if you’re starting from zero. Once you’re going (I’ve found) you can go practically forever, but it takes a bit to get started–to REALLY get started.

Because of all this, I think that writing really is something that you have to set aside the time to do–it’s not something you can just expect to naturally do when you’re bored. This means that the solution is either to set aside a time each day (either by the clock or by routine) or keep it constantly on the front of your mind.

I’m going to try doing that. I’m going to try to get my writing done during the day and not right before I go to bed. Maybe while I’m eating lunch…

So…Freaking…Tired

I moved back to Utah today. Got about two hours of sleep before leaving for the airport at 4:30 (I tried, but I couldn’t help it! I couldn’t sleep!), then basically slept, listened to podcasts, and talked with this lady from Tennessee all the way to SLC. Then, busy busy busy busy busy…holy cow! I’m pooped.

But I did get some writing in while I was in the airplane. And, surprise, surprise, it wasn’t on my novel. You see, last night, while I was writing on the novel, I had this idea for a story flash into my mind. It could make for a very good short story. I decided today to run with it.

The idea is this: what if there was a guy who could tell who was and wasn’t going to hell? And if this same person could give people a vision of hell? What would happen? How would individuals and society react to him? Would they accept him or reject him? And what if he wasn’t even a religious guy? Just because he knows about hell doesn’t mean that he knows anything about everything else. He could deduce some presuppositions to the existence of hell, but logic doesn’t translate into faith. What basically would be his story?

I started today by basically brainfarting on the subject. I put it in the first person and just started writing anything that the idea brought to mind. When I realized that I had to describe what hell looked like, it became a little bit tougher (and I’ll probably edit that section a lot), but mostly it just flowed out. However, the stuff that’s flowing out of my mind is DEFINITELY not anywhere close to a finished product. It doesn’t have a whole lot of structure, and where it does, it’s too lengthy. I’ll definitely have to cut it down. But that comes later. I figure it’s better to get it out now.

This is a lot different than Decision LZ150207 that I wrote a while ago. That story basically sprouted from my head fully formed. I’ve since edited the beginning quite a bit, and some of the descriptions, but the basic story hasn’t changed.

Also with Decision LZ150207, I had a great idea that I didn’t act on for a long time. It just sat in my brain and played itself over and over again until its demands to be written were greater than all of the other demands on my time. It was probably some of the least painful writing I’ve done, but that idea had a lot of time to die. It surprised me that it stayed alive.

What I’m wondering is this: if, in a flash of the mind, you get this idea that you think is really good for a story, is it better to focus on that idea right away, to at least start the story before the idea fades and is forgotten, or is it better to wait and not write until something just comes to you?

So…Freaking…Tired…my knee jerk reaction is to say that you should run with what you’ve got. And that’s why work on the novel is going to take the backseat until I figure out if the idea works or not.

So…tired…night!

3,000 Words Today

Yeah, I did about 3,000 words in The Lost Colony today.  I’m just about caught up to the place where I was before I decided to rewrite the first chapter.  About a third of that was cut and pasting from the previous part, but I did have to substantially edit it.

The funny thing is that it was a struggle to get myself settled down and actually writing, but once I did, the time flew by like nothing and so did the words.  Last night, I didn’t write anything because it was late and I was very tired, and I figured that it would be better to make it up today.  I figure that goals are only useful if they push you to the best possible end.  They’re not there to make you feel guilty or satisfied, they’re there to get you to do something.  If I get overly swamped with schoolwork, or a family death happens, or I’m in desperate need of sleep, I’m not going to make myself spit out 500 words of forced prose.  Apparently, I’m not the only one thinking or saying this.  (I highly recommend Mur Lafferty’s podcast, by the way.)

All day today, I had it in the back of my mind to sit down and write, but whenever I tried, I always distracted myself.  It was weird.  I need to get past this, but I’m not sure how.  I figure it will happen naturally as I get deeper in the story.  I think that writing is most enjoyable when you really believe passionately in the story itself.  I think that that’s also one of the best motivators for writing.  I’m sure there are others–like, for example, starvation–but when I really have a good story idea, I almost CAN’T keep from writing.  This past winter, I had this awesome story idea of a bunch of guys in someone’s brain piloting him like some kind of spaceship and helping him to overcome his fears and ask a girl out on a date.  I kept poring over the story in my mind until one day I just sat down for three hours–and voila! an entire rough draft came out beautifully!  One major edit and a few cosmetic changes later, it actually won a writing contest.  So yeah, it really helps if you’re passionate about your story!

The question is, how do you get yourself more excited about the story you’re trying to tell?

School is coming up, and I’m about to discover if I’ve got too much on my plate.  18 credit hours, advanced Arabic plus living in the Arabic house, working part time, no car (not yet–I just sold my old one), and other craziness.  Despite all this, I am very much looking forward to going back to school.  It will be exciting!  It will also be exciting to get involved in Quark again.  We’ve had some good online meetings, but only a handful of people have shown up to those (mostly just Reigheena and Aneeka).  A lot of people in the writing group have graduated, so I really hope we can bring in some new blood this semester.

Writing Advice From Seven Years Ago

One of the nice things about being at home is that I can go through all the old stuff that I didn’t take with me to college. You know, all that stuff from high school that got thrown into a box when I left on my mission and has been gathering dust for a few years.

As I was looking through the stuff, I found a bunch of little slips of paper and notes in various well-worn pocket sized notebooks. They contain little bits of philosophical thoughts and writing advice that I jotted down back when I was a high school freshman. THAT was a long time ago!

At first, I didn’t want to read it, but when I did, I found out that a lot of the stuff is actually pretty good. Here is some of it:

Before writing, one must know that one’s satisfaction in the writing comes not from external sources, such as popularity, acceptance by a publisher, or remarks made about the finished product. One’s satisfaction in one’s writing must come FROM the writing.

Perhaps we need stories so that we can look at things and treat them as suggestions instead of absolute truth; to read things as fiction may help us pull out the facts.

The essence of a question is not in the pursuit of its answer, but in the curiosity and imagination of the one who pursues the question.

It’s propositions and ideas that make up how we see and act, and imagination is the single most important faculty in conceptualizing [developing] these.

List of Wants and Desires:

  • I want to learn how to write clearly and articulately
  • I want to express my thoughts
  • I want to learn how to write better than I can walk
  • I want to write as if it’s play, not work
  • I want to shake off my perfectionist foundation of myself like an old, wet coat
  • I want to be able to open up peoples minds to new realms of thought and imagination with a single statement
  • I want to be present

You see all the ways things can go wrong. Now, broaden your vision and see all the ways things can go right.

How can you possibly doubt that which you understand not if the truth is what you seek for?

Either you know what you’re talking about, or you say it so easily that you end up finding out.

It seems that there must be some sort of law that says you can never know exactly why you do some of the things you do; the more light I shed on myself the more is hid in its shadow.

Cynicism never increases understanding.

Always leave something for the reader to “marvel at,” with every bit revealed. The last bit should capture the essence of virtue and humanity, and make a bold statement of them.

Never lose eagerness, never be discouraged, never be slave to perfection.

Don’t conclude; expose.

It can always be better, but better is relative.

Are you a writer or a critic? or even a cynic? Change! You can’t critique something that hasn’t been written. The best is not always perfect.

Here’s a funny one:

Sometimes in order to be able to “not do” you have to “do,” but you can’t do that which you must “do” if you’re “doing” that which you “must not do.”

“I don’t like half of you half as much as I should like…”

Moving on:

Don’t write about what you are unsure about, but make things flexible so that they may bend with the developing plan.

It’s much more important to make a mistake than to not. We learn from mistakes.

Do all to let creativity loose while you write; be relaxed and inventive!

In response to the quote: Everything in Fiction is False: If you can feel it, it exists.

Don’t be afraid of losing something you haven’t got yet, and you’ll be quite alright.

There you go. What happened to these little slips of paper, you may ask? Well, the next year, while I was right in the middle of the awkward teenage years, I got really self conscious about my writing, threw everything I’d been working on in eighth and ninth grade out the window (including two novels that had reached 100+ pages), stuffed all these little slips of paper into a folder somewhere and tried to forget about them. I haven’t read them ever since–until now.

It’s surprising to realize that they aren’t full of crap like I thought they were. Some of them are probably more accurate (or more well-written) than others, and there are some embarrassing ones that I didn’t put up here, but yeah, these ones aren’t all that bad.

Hope you liked them!

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What Makes Good Science Fiction?

I wrote this a while ago on my other blog and thought I’d put it up here, since it’s pertinent to writing and fiction in general. It’s basically my thoughts on what science fiction is and what makes for good sci fi. Everyone’s personal definition of science fiction varies, and this is mine.

I originally wrote this in defense of a critique of Firefly I wrote that sparked a lot of controversy in many sci fi circles, so I’ll edit out the rebuttals and other stuff that doesn’t really pertain to the main point.

What Makes Good Science Fiction?

First of all, I think that good sci fi should have the qualities of good fiction in general. That is, it should be written well and be strong in the basic story elements, such as characterization, point of view, dialogue, etc. In particular, the story should have good conflict and character development.

I sometimes help out the people at The Leading Edge with their slushpile, and I’ll often read stories that are well written but just don’t have anything compelling or interesting about them. They basically seem to go like this: “stuff happens, the end.” The characters are flat and the conflict is boring. The story is forgettable, and it’s hard to find something in it that you can really care about. Usually, this can be fixed by developing the characters better and making sure that the reader can relate to both the characters and the conflict. This is important in any fiction.

Moving on to something that a lot of people find controversial, good science fiction (as well as good fiction in general) shouldn’t be obsessed with sex or treat sex as synonymous with love. In the last several decades, there’s been a deliberate and concerted effort in the mainstream American media to get society to abandon most of its traditional moral values concerning sexuality, and I’m personally in the camp that sees this as a bad thing.

Not that I think that fiction has to follow all my morals to be good; I’ve read some good sci fi that is also quite explicit (eg Veil of Ignorance by David Barr Kirtley). It has more to do with pushing the line for the sake of a social agenda, or pushing the sex just to get an arousal out of the readers. These kinds of stories seem to send the message that “true love = sex” and “anything is ok if you’re ‘in love.’ ” It’s not just that I disagree with these ideas on a moral basis, it’s that I think that they’re erroneous in the first place. Yes, you can have sex and love at the same time, and you can even have sincere love and extramarital sex at the same time (eg Braveheart), but you can also have strong romantic love without the sex (eg Cyrano de Bergerac) and sex that really isn’t about love at all, even between consenting adults.

Love, including romantic love, is really about much more than just the sex. To focus disproportionately on the sex while neglecting other aspects of the relationship lessens the quality of any fiction.

Now, to get onto the stuff that distinguishes science fiction from other genres, and specifically makes for good science fiction.

I’m more into the social sciences (eg political science) than the hard sciences, but the fundamental principles that guide both are the same. Science uses empirical methods to make generalizations about the universe we live in. It is a method of asking questions, advancing theories, conducting experiments, making observations, and, based on the observable implications of the experiments and observations, making applicable generalizations that help us to better understand our universe.

Good science fiction, whether it’s hard or soft, follows a similar pattern. It takes something that isn’t currently part of our world (maybe a technological advancement, contact with an alien race, or a significant event in the near or far future), explores the observable implications of that thing (maybe the technology leads to unforeseen social upheaval, or we end up going to war with the aliens), and through those observable implications helps us to better understand the real world which we do live in. The hard sci fi focuses more on scientific plausibility and accuracy, whereas the softer sci fi tends to focus more on the story itself, but both are basically the same in that they try to tell us something meaningful or interesting about the universe we live in.

It takes more than just a spaceship to turn a story into science fiction. In fact, a story can be science fiction and not have any spaceships in it at all. It can even take place entirely on Earth and still be excellent science fiction. One of my favorite pieces of science fiction is Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and most people would categorize that as a romantic comedy, not science fiction.

I subscribe to the sci fi podcast Escape Pod, which produces excellent quality sci fi short stories every week, and I’ve listened to many excellent sci fi stories that don’t have the stereotypical spaceships or aliens in them. I would highly recommend Escape Pod to anyone interested in sci fi, and as an introduction to the genre for those who aren’t. In case you do like spaceships and aliens, don’t worry, they have lots of those too.

The first story I listened to was Shadowboxer by Paul Di Filippo, which was about a man who could kill people by looking at them. He was discovered by the government and used as a kind of hit man; they put him in a very comfortable but completely isolated hotel/prison, and gave him pictures of the people (mostly terrorists) that they wanted him to take out. If a man had the ability to kill people by looking at them, I could definitely see the government doing something like that. The government’s reaction to the man would be one of the observable implications. Eventually, the government gave him a picture which only later he recognized as the prime minister of a country allied with the US. Right after that, they gave the him a picture of the President and a mirror.

The message of the story was sort of a different angle on the old theme “power corrupts,” and one of the generalizations I took from the story was that humans and human organizations can’t responsibly handle the power to kill whomever they desire. Other people may take different generalizations; just as the scientific method is as objective as possible, the writer of sci fi lets the reader come to his/her own conclusions, rather than spoon feed a message.

Ursula LeGuin, in an excellent introduction she wrote to The Left Hand of Darkness, made the point that science fiction is not so much about predicting the future as it is about conducting a thought experiment. In a thought experiment, you basically say “what if?” and trace what happens as a result of the way that you’ve set things up. At the same time, science fiction is fiction; it’s not rigorous like science, and it shouldn’t have to be. I don’t believe the science fiction I read in the same way that I believe in science, but I do believe in it the same way that I believe in art or in other fiction. Basically, I don’t believe in science fiction literally; I look to it as a sort of mirror in which I can better understand things that are in the world around me. If the story doesn’t operationalize everything, or is written more for entertainment value, that’s fine. It’s just that science fiction, to be good, should still explore meaningful questions about the universe on some level.

The best sci fi goes beyond many of the outward manifestations of this world and gets right to the heart of the patterns, laws, and systems that determine how the universe works. There are patterns of truth all over the place, but we usually don’t see them because the stuff on surface obscures them. Have you ever noticed how cirrus clouds make the same pattern as ridges of sand on the ocean just behind the line where the waves break? Or that piles of snow on the side of the road start to look like miniature mountains after they’ve melted for a couple of days? I might not be entirely correct to say this, but I think that the two different systems demonstrate similar patterns. In the same way, there are patterns in the ways that we as humans interact with each other. Recognizing and understanding those patterns can lead to some of the most fascinating personal discoveries. The reason that I thought Ender’s Game was such an excellent piece of sci fi was that it helped me get right to the heart of these patterns and begin to understand them.

This is what really attracts me to sci fi; the fact that it really gets me thinking, or really gets my imagination to start working (since, as LeGuin pointed out, truth is a matter of the imagination). I think that good sci fi should not only feature sci fi elements, such as spaceships or space travel technology, but that it should explore the implications of these things in such a way that they’re meaningful and interesting to us as 21st century Earthlings. That is, for me, what distinguishes science fiction from any other genre, and good science fiction from weak science fiction.

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Hey, 500 words per day isn’t that tough!

I’m surprised how easy it is, in fact! About half an hour of writing. When I know what I want to do, it flows out nice and easy. Almost like I’m reading my story as I write it. It might just be as easy as updating my photoblog each night. At this rate, it won’t be hard at all to get into a daily habit! Just gotta knuckle down and do it for a while, until it becomes second nature.

I’m at 3,851 words right now for chapter one, rewriting it from scratch. Not bad at all. And I think it works a lot better than what I had before. The first attempt just didn’t get into the action fast enough. Reigheena made the keen observation that there wasn’t anything in the first page to intrigue the reader and make him (or her) want to read further. The first sentence of the rewrite goes like this: The Avion-45 was more than a hundred parsecs from inhabited space, and that fact alone was enough to scare Sayed.

It seems to work better. Right away, you know that something is wrong and that the character is struggling with it. I might end up working on it some more (in fact, I know I will, since beginnings are so freaking difficult to get right), but for now, I think it works.

I noticed something interesting as I was writing. A couple of days ago, I was focusing most of my attention on descriptions of the technology on the spaceship, and describing how it worked. After all, I think that that kind of stuff is really interesting. But I seemed to be getting stuck. So then, the next day I looked at it again, and decided that I’d cut down the descriptions a little bit and focus on what Sayed (the protagonist) was thinking and feeling. Voila! I got unstuck and the story just seemed to flow!

Aneeka told me that she didn’t like the dialogue between the captain and the crew in the first chapter–all the “lieutenant so and so, do such and such,” “yes, sir!” “lieutenant so and so, what is our weapons status?” “everything running optimally, sir,” etc. However, I think it’s good to keep it in. I’ve modified it a bit, so that it’s not just a bunch of yes, sir!’s, but I think it’s important because when the ship gets hit by an unknown weapon and all the systems go dead, the abrupt change in the way the characters interact gives a good sense of the anxiety and chaos that I want to get across. Things seem to be going smoothly, officially, almost monotonously, and then something unexpected happens and everyone becomes unbalanced. Instead of describing it all, it comes across in the dialogue and the action.

The Lost Colony: Prologue

I thought I should post the prologue to the story I’m working on, to set things up a little bit and clue you in to how I imagine this universe to be. Also, any suggestions or feedback would be good: I’ve gotten some feedback already on the Quark boards, which has been interesting. I have no idea if I’ll ever use this in the “finished” version (now a wild fantasy somewhere in the clouds), but it’s still useful. Here you go:

Prologue

Of all the many technological developments of the post information age, four had the greatest impact on the course of human development.

The first of these was the discovery of the quantum hyperwave. Discovered towards the end of the 21st century, it was successfully applied in the invention of the hyperwave transmitter ten years later. The hyperwave transmitter allowed instantaneous communication between two points, regardless of the distance between them. As time passed and the technology became more refined, transmitters were developed that needed virtually no energy costs and could easily be installed into any computer terminal. Although the hyperwave transmitter had relatively little impact on humanity before the age of space colonization, it would later become of paramount importance as humanity expanded outside of the Sol system.

The second development was the invention of the tachyon FTL jump engine towards the middle of the 22nd century. A massive revolution in space travel technology, the engine warped space-time to open a bridge between two locations separated by astronomical distances. Although it consumed massive amounts of energy, which only a fusion generator could provide, the engine made it possible for spaceships to traverse the previously insurmountable distances between celestial bodies. For the first time in human history, mankind could establish viable colonies outside of Earth.

With the hyperwave transmitter and the tachyon jump drive, the golden age of space exploration began. In the following century, mankind established several dozen interstellar colonies, both in deep space and on newly discovered worlds. Though they explored and catalogued several new planets, some with primitive biospheres, none of them met all of the requirements for unassisted human life. This did not limit humanity’s expansion in the first century, however. Earth’s natural resources had largely been depleted, and the environment was approaching an almost total collapse. It appeared that humanity was about to lose its first home, and the age of space colonization produced renewed hope for an endangered humanity.

Towards the beginning of the 23rd century, the environmental crisis on earth reached its most critical stage. Previous solutions had been able to reverse the more dramatic processes, such as global warming, but humanity had always had a detrimental effect on Earth’s biology, and by the end of the golden era of space exploration, the crisis reached its peak, and a dramatic collapse of the biosphere seemed imminent. Scientists predicted that within two decades, a series of terrible storms would devastate 90% of Earth’s surface, making it uninhabitable except for microbes and small insects. Scientists and environmentalists scrambled to find a way to stem and, if possible, reverse the crisis.

The result was the third great invention: the development of the Dethloff terraformation process. The process combined a series of existing technologies with new innovations to rapidly provide massive renewal of natural and biological resources in a controlled manner. Global implementation of the process not only solved the crisis, but unraveled the complicated causal threads behind Earth’s environmental degradation and resulted in a complete reversal of the collapse. For thousands of years, the human presence on earth had been a catalyst for environmental disaster, but now, it instead became a catalyst for growth and renewal. The development of terraformation as a science not only impacted Earth’s history, but had a profound impact on humanity’s presence throughout explored space. The Dethloff process was applied on numerous planets with astounding success. Terraformology grew at an astounding pace, and by the end of the 24th century, nearly a dozen planets had biospheres capable of supporting unassisted human life.

When the 25th century began, the prospects looked very bright for humanity. Developments in interworld politics and economics, coupled with a rapidly expanding space frontier, had led to an era of tremendous peace and prosperity. The Federation of Humanity, an incredible development in the history of international law, united the nations and peoples of Earth in a period of unprecedented peace. As new star systems and planets were discovered each year, and new colonies established, it looked as if nothing could stop humanity’s ascent to glory.

Then came the fourth development.

By applying nano-mechanics and quantum theory to computer circuitry, scientists invented the nanocircuit. This invention caused a paradigm shift in computer programming and artificial intelligence. The nanocircuits greatly increased the capacity of computer systems to process and analyze data, and made possible new algorithms and cycles which had been a hindrance in completing certain tasks. The new AI’s were nearly ten times more powerful than the previous models, and were completely self sustaining. Over time, as the abundant benefits of the nanocircuit became clear, entire cities and nations converted their computer systems to the new technology. It seemed to be yet another great blessing for mankind.

But in their overconfidence the humans failed to take the necessary precautions. A few of the more foresighted scientists tried desperately to warn mankind of the growing danger, but the people failed to listen. And as they continued to grow fat in their wealth and prosperity, the powerful machines that humanity had created bided their time, and waited for the right moment to rise up and seize power from their masters.

The war began at the beginning of the 26th century, and nearly ended as soon as it had started. If it hadn’t been for the brilliant heroics and dumb luck of a handful of military captains, all of humanity’s worlds would have been utterly devastated by the nano-AI’s. As it was, nearly half of the 36 terraformed worlds were rendered uninhabitable by a series of nuclear bombardments. Within twenty four hours, most of humanity had been annihilated, and the scattered survivors were fighting for their lives.

The war lasted for several hundred years, during which humanity underwent the greatest number of social, cultural, economic, and political changes in its history. Most of these changes represented a regression away from civilization. Several more worlds were destroyed, but a handful of military geniuses fended off the threat sufficient to give humanity some hope. In time, the war turned into a prolonged stalemate, in which generations passed with very few gains and very high losses. Still, the war continued. Unlike any other war that mankind had ever experienced, this was a simple war for survival; there was no question but that the loser would ultimately become extinct.

Then, in the beginning of the 29th century, the human coalition saw an opportunity to strike a critical blow to the enemy. It would open them up to a very high risk, but if it succeeded, it would throw the nano-AI into a rout from which they would not be able to recover. The generals calculated thoroughly but acted swiftly. The campaign was launched. In the first few days of the campaign, the enemy counterstrike devastated two of the 14 remaining inhabited worlds in nuclear strikes, but the offensive held, and within a few weeks it was clear that the enemy had been defeated. As the human forces hunted down the last remaining survivors of the AI fleet, the leaders of mankind declared victory in the most savage and brutal war that mankind had ever experienced.

But even as the war ended, it was clear that the task of rebuilding would be far more difficult. Technologically, the war had thrown back humanity several centuries; politically and economically, it was thrown back almost a millennium. The survivors inhabited only a dozen overpopulated planets, whose resources they were rapidly depleting. Tensions grew as the starving refugees drained the fragile economy. Mankind needed to find a new planet in which to establish a new colony. Unfortunately, the known planets had been turned into nuclear wastelands, and there were precious few ships left capable of scouting out new territory.

But then, a team of historians and librarians made a remarkable discovery. In the documents that had been recovered from the Grand Academy on Earth, they found the records of an old scientific mission to a remote planet on the edge of explored space. The records showed that in the decade just prior to the start of the war, a Federation explorer had discovered an inhabitable planet with a thriving biosphere and all of the requirements necessary to sustain human life. The planet was located a considerable distance from any of the surviving planets, but it was not too far away. As historians continued to unearth documents from the time period, they found more and more evidence that the discovery had in fact been genuine.

And so, in the year 2898, the historians convinced the coalition leaders to spare a small long-range scout ship to investigate. The Avion-45 departed from the Ursulus system with a crew of twenty, and embarked on the three month flight to the hopefully named Nova Salem system.