I took some much needed time off from work this week. Went to Mississippi to visit my eldest and middle sisters. I had a lot of fun and was able to perform some acts of service for my family. Discovered a new-to-me author, Darcy Coates. Love her work. Went out into the Gulf of Mexico and ate at a seafood restaurant out on the water.
Now that I am back home in Texas, I plan on getting some content written for my book since I have a whole second week off.
After reading about the pros and cons of having a prologue, I have decided to not include one in the novel I am writing. Apparently, most readers do not bother with them. Why put forth the work into something that possibly no one at all is even going to read? I think this story will be better served by placing what would have been the prologue into a Chapter One that happens years before the events of Chapter Two.
I apologize in advance to prologue fans worldwide for my decision.
The title of this blog post is a bit misleading. I’m not referring to personal perfection. I’m talking about attempting to write the perfect story.
I have struggled for a few months with creating the opening scene of my first attempted novel. The reason for the struggle is due to the fact I have been striving to write the perfect first paragraph to the perfect story. Because of that quest, I have not written much of anything. That fact is embarrassing to think about and even more so to read in print. I did not even realize why I was so creatively stagnant until a good friend rattled my cage regarding the issue. He basically told me to quit trying to write the perfect story. Just write the story and the characters will eventually take over and it will effectively write itself.
It’s good to have good friends who are not afraid to be honest.
I realize this is supposed to be a writing blog, but hear me out.
Decades ago in the early 1990s I was introduced to Warhammer 40,000 by a good friend who owned a local comic and gaming store. He had a few factions to show off, but the one that caught my attention was the Eldar. When I opened the 2nd Edition Codex I was immediately captivated by the Eldar Corsair fluff.
Over the years I have bounced around between Loyalist and Traitor Astartes and I even had a brief fascination with the Kroot. But recently I have come full circle and decided I would rebuild/revamp my old Eldar pirate army.
While I’m going to use some of my old miniatures, I also intend to add some newer Drukari (Dark Eldar) figures. Hopefully, I will have time to paint them.
So, yesterday was my day off after having worked a full week plus three overtime shifts. My plan was to come home Sunday morning after having worked my most recent overtime shift and take a shower and sleep for a few hours. Then, I wanted to spend the rest of the day working on my story.
I got my shower and my nap. Then, Cutie (the family dog) placed herself into the scene. Well, she had other plans. Every time I had what I thought was a good idea for my yarn and was about to write the scene, she would come up to the rocking chair and stare at me until I stopped what I was doing to pet her. She did this continually until I finally put my laptop away and gave her my undivided attention. Events like these are one of the reasons I would never be able to meet an editor’s deadline.
Since my creative downtime has been preoccupied with Necromunda as of late, I was thinking of terrain pieces to build for the game. My thoughts wandered to Dakotamart. Most of you have probably never heard of it. It’s a regional chain of WalMart-like stores native to South Dakota. I have been to the one in Pierre, but it was several years ago. From what I remember about it, it was comprised of three floors. The ground floor was the grocery floor. I don’t think I need to explain that one any further. The second floor down was what I would call the department store floor, which featured clothes, fashion items, bedding and whatnot. The bottom floor was my favorite. It was the sporting goods floor, and it had a spectacular shooting sports department. My wife had to drag me away from that area of the store because I was about to break the bank on ammunition purchases.
As you can ascertain, this Dakotamart is a pretty cool store to venture into. My idea was to try to create a Necromunda version of it for game-play. The only problem with that is it would have to be a HUGE piece of terrain or at least several large pieces that fit together to form a larger playing area that would most likely take up the whole of the tabletop. I would most likely call it, “Hivemart”. Probably not a very original name, but it fits.
I figure if I don’t end up creating it for a game, I may write about it in some forthcoming Necromunda fan fiction.
This post is more personal musings than an actual informational post, so please excuse my meandering.
According to Google, the normal table size for games of Necromunda should be between 3 X 3 or 4 X 4 feet. I think the card table we have is 3 X 3 feet. I’ll have to check to see if Goodwill or a garage sale might have a slightly larger one, but the card table should work fine.
The more I think about it, the more I like the idea of Necromunda over Kill Team. In theory, Kill Team is intended to be played on a 2 X 2 feet table, but the ones I’ve seen on the internet seem to be well above and beyond that size. Necromunda, on the other hand, is more of an up and down game. It requires terrain that is two, sometimes three or even more levels high. In my opinion that offers more game-play on a smaller sized table, which is what we have at home.
Another reason I’m leaning further into the Necromunda camp is I have grown tired of superhuman Astartes, masses of Imperial Guard and the like. Now, don’t get me wrong, I still plan on playing some version of regular 40K in the future with my Chaos Space Marines from the Red Corsairs, but for now, I want something a little different that doesn’t require large armies of miniatures. Something between ten and a dozen miniatures will do for me right now.
For games taking place in “The Sump”, I can look into getting some fabric that has a water effect look to it large enough to cover the tabletop. Also, maybe go to Dollar Tree and get some toy boats to convert into sections of the Sump lake’s makeshift and modified landmasses. I’ll use the wooden bases I have accumulated over the years to mount them to. Maybe I’ll make a comparatively large enough boat to use as well. Something big enough to accommodate the gang(s), but not too big. Maybe something about 10 to 18-inches long. It’ll need at least one pintle-mounted heavy or special weapon somewhere; probably on the bow. In lieu of or perhaps in addition to a boat, maybe make some bridges to connect the small landmasses. If it’s going to take place in one of Necromunda’s many hive cities, there will “need” to be water-skimming spiders? For those who do not know me that well, I’m no fan of spiders by and large. I don’t think I have arachnophobia. I just don’t care for them. There are plenty of other critters I prefer over the eight-legged freaks. Maybe I could substitute water snakes?
Anyway, I believe I’ve taken up plenty of your attention with this. Until next time, stay safe.
It’s been a while since I last posted a blog update. I’ve been a bit busy at work and writing content for my story during my downtime. I wanted to take a few moments to not think about all the real-life doom and gloom and to instead concentrate on some fictional pandemonium.
I have wanted to play the newer Necromunda (aka N18) since its release, but there seems to not be anyone around here who plays it. In all reality, I most likely would not have time to play any campaign games. I would though like to play some skirmish games. In doing so, I think I’m going to try to persuade my wife into playing some games of Necromunda with me. I figure she would like to play Escher since they’re all girls and I, of course, want to play as a Chaos Helot Cult.
I have some out-of-production Escher miniatures I bought several years ago and never did anything with. Since her favorite color is green, I guess they will sport that as their livery. I have some miniatures from various manufacturers who will fill the ranks of my Chaos Cult.
I just hope that with all this work, she will agree to play some skirmish games with me. For better or for worse, right?