Necromancers make their own friends

I'm working on the second draft of my next book, tentatively called Magic Comes to Whiteport.  I'm not sure if I'll keep that name, or if my muse (whose judgment I sometimes question) will offer a different idea.

This second draft is roughly 35.18% done, and it's going very well.  I'm at the point where a lot of details crop up that demand my attention.  Continuity, motivation, that sort of thing.  And if it's a world with magic, then the magic has to work consistently and logically.  Well, as logically as magic goes, anyway.  Even though it's all set in a fantasy world, it's all got to make sense.

I don't know if it's a measure of success, or a measure of a lack of success, or what, but I've now found myself chasing websites to take down pirated copies of Burnt Worlds that are cropping up.  I suppose I'm flattered, to a point, and at the same time it puts the proverbial shoe very firmly on the other foot as far as my personal opinions on copyright.  If any of you spot someone offering a pirated version available out in the wild, I hope you'll slay them using the power of your mind let me know.

Game of Thrones has started season 5, and it's such fun to watch the characters as their world spins out of control.  Because screwed-up is fun!  Who wants to read/watch a story in which everyone has a lovely day and nothing happens?  Mayhem and pandemonium, that's entertainment.

Planetary Lottery

It's been a joy to see all the intelligent & attractive people who are enjoying Burnt Worlds.  I'm thrilled to have received quite a few nice reviews, which have had the effect of motivating the hell out of me to work on the next book(s).

There have been some interesting comments in the reviews.  One intelligent & attractive reader made mention of the political situation I've imagined for the future.

I had in mind a future in which humans eventually discover faster-than-light travel, and quickly begin to scout out the local galactic neighbourhood.  Because Earth's nation-states get along so well with each other, they'd all rush to claim planets for their own.  As fast as they could, they'd be founding colonies which immediately set about the vital task of looking suspiciously at other colonies.

Naturally, a great deal of work would go into choosing which planets to colonise, but at the same time there would be a certain frantic rush to 'grab' planets before other countries grabbed them.

The result of it all, I imagined, would be a sort of 'planetary lottery'.  If a less affluent country grabbed some planets that turned out to be wildly lucrative, while a major power colonised a bunch of duds, the power balance would shift.  Add to that the usual genocidal warfare vigorous interaction between nations, and over a century or two a whole new political landscape would emerge.

During all this, I can only assume that alien races would be observing the humans go about their usual mayhem, watching us with a combination of fascination and dread.

How likely is this future?  Not very, I shouldn't think.  But if you went to London around 1750 and told them that their thirteen quaint little colonies in America would become the global superpower, they'd probably lock you up.  So who knows?  It's part of the fun.