Kettles are meant for cooking, for warming, for allowing things to mingle and mix, to keep things from being set out raw. They simmer.
Writing is much like cooking in a kettle, adding this element or that one, possibly too much of that, not enough of this. I make no claims to being a
five star chef, but most days, I'm a better than decent cook, and skill comes with practice.Aessa's Children: The Last Border
This is a novel. The first of three in the same universe. The only one finished and at this point, likely to be the only one finished. Some of you may recognize the name of the protagonist. Feel free to laugh. The character was never meant, nor do I actually feel she was or is an avatar for me, but that was before I ever came across the terms Mary Sue. Nevertheless, it is what it is, and was meant ot be mostly an adventure novel, a science-fantasy, a mythological accomodation. At slightly over 100,000 words it is more than a novel, it's a fair indulgence and is badly in need of both an editor (and probably a proofreader. )
I'd like to think I'm a better writer than I was when I finished this (and it took me ten or so years to finish it), but I think more than that, I've a broader audience now, or at least an audience that goes beyond myself. Regardless, I loved this world and these characters when I was writing it, and I'm still pulling at the universe and the mythology and the philosophy that drove it into my current writing. It's an indulgence. Feel free to partake.
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