One Down, One More to Go!
You know what makes for a good feeling? Completing the book after 10 years, a marriage, several hospitalizations, and the lore quietly growing the entire time. Finally! I’ve finished The Rapture of Secrets, and I feel it was worth the wait. My problem with the previous three drafts was that by the end of them, they didn’t capture the vibe or the scale of the lore behind the story. It was initially going to be different than what the final cut ended up being: A post-apocalyptic, scifantasy, action-adventure romance. That’s a lot on its own to start with.
The drafts each made it to novel length before I scrapped them. That’s a big part of why it took me so long to complete the book. It began as an idea in 2016. I don’t think I was prepared, back then, to write the rest of the story following The Kingdom of Ecstasy. Because, while it seemed like a straight shot down epic fantasy lane to write about the Ra’Ol stones as mythical mcguffins, or to follow along with Lucein and Gnyovante again, the thing that really burned me up was that I wanted to die into Mokallai’s side of the story. Not just continue with the heroes or see about his potential redemption, but to write the literal “B-Side” of the story itself.
That turned out to be a significant game changer. The second draft, after the romance-based first draft, was going to dive into the cult aspects of life for Laylen, as a High Prophetess of Fate. I wanted to showcase Mokallai through their interactions. I think the final draft, the 4th draft, ended up accomplishing that better than the 2nd or the 3rd ever could. The 3rd draft was a brief departure into Dyiij, again being heavy on the behind the scenes take on the Destiny plot. But it was too campy, and didn’t survive my transition from Windows 10 to Ubuntu. I think that draft made it to about 30-40k words ion length before it was scrapped. Dyiij had died in that version, and the characters remained pretty much the same as they were when they went in. That draft introduced Eyuwre, who I had top rehearse with repeatedly until his character felt right, and not like a Mary Sue.
Being that he was immortal, it was difficult to raise the stakes in a way that felt real and epic without becoming a wild abandonment of creativity for the pure shock value of upping the stakes every chapter. His arc was a delicate one. Towards the end of the book, I think having him in there paid off better than I had anticipated. I’m glad I waited 10 years, instead of pushing the 1st, 2nd, or 3rd versions to publication.
Settling on a book cover wasn’t easy, either. In my last post on this book, I posted the four candidate covers I had made back in 2016. They all captured the post-apocalyptic angle. But the pinkish-purple one won my heart. It also ended up being the one that reflected an aspect of the story itself, and not just the doom-and-gloom feel.
The most heart-breaking thing about this journey, for me, was the story’s departure from scifantasy into grimdark, or dark epic fantasy. I tried to write a narrative that was true to itself rather than genre conventions, and that’s where I ended upo. I had to suck it up and keep writing when I was informed of that. Because it felt like a gut punch, to have missed the scifantasy mark. But having been over that bridge and come out on the other side, I’ve accepted dark fantasy or grimdark as being the byproduct of a good tale.
So, the story has changed me, as an author, in a sense. I no longer strive for exclusively scifantasy stories. I’ve learned to embrace the fact that I write weird fiction, even if it’s difficult to sell because it’s weird fiction.
Oh well. Time to more on to rewriting Dawnfury.
~ Shiri



