Hail, Hive!
Today I decided to share part of my workflow with you. To lay bare my process of creation. It might be interesting. Who knows? Care to stay and see for yourselves?
It will be chaotic. But in the end, it will be Chaos edited. Goals will be achieved.
Jumping to Youtube to play "The Man Who Sold The World" as my background. Yeah, already sharing part of my workflow ;)
Ah, the time to work on whatever I choose. It's not always like that. Not that I am not doing it every now and then but there's usually some pressure in the back of my head. A feeling of guilt when I spend (that word, though...) time on a hobby. Which I would still call work. Working on something...nobody asked me to work on. Nobody promised to pay for. Wait a minute, this could fit in a haiku...Let me spend some time on that, too...
Whom Do I Work For
Nobody Promised To Pay
The Ocean Booms On
... There. This took five minutes.
Sometimes less, sometimes more.
In my previous article on the topic of FanFic creation, namely
Becoming A Space Nomad — An EXODE Universe FanFiction Draft
, I mentioned that I considered my writing to be modular. Meaning each little concept could fit with others, could replace or be replaced.
The last line of that poem could have been...
The Hive Buzzes On
This was all a part of my unprompted Freewrite for the day. I decided that right now after I finished it.
Now, to worrrk! Harrrgh!
"Becoming A Space Nomad" the first piece I suggested as a part of that particular fictional universe. A short story of about 1100 words. I call it a draft because it is as of yet awaiting feedback from an entity I consider to be the proper editor for the purpose of the story.
But I intend to continue with another piece, anyway. It will be for another fraction inside that universe. The Sunteks.
Here's what the official info says about them:
...these former humans had to survive on a radiated planet until they were rediscovered in the 23rd century. They live in space suits their entire life. They are extremely vulnerable to normal air but developed exceptional skills in engineering life support equipment - a prime need on planets and in space.
Sunteks also discovered an energy source on their planet - similar to some kind of solar technology, hence the name - and are also the only ones to know how to use it.
Source — this official EXODE article
The rest is a mystery. And I shall take a shot at it.
But this time I will prepare. The story above was written in the span of two days, although within less than a 24-hours interval. It started and ended fluidly, with no preparation but my time alone in the bathroom. This time I love the topic again but I feel I need some research on it.
I have written about people living in conditions of harsh radiation before. In my "Short-Lived Concepts" story. But, mild spoiler alert, it happened billions of years in the future. And there I went wild with a reality that had changed on an unreasonable level. There's a point where science fiction turns into wildly speculative fiction, and the general topic back then was Supernatural.
When you introduce something absurd in a futuristic setting, something that feels like magic or divine intervention, you can blame Nanotechnology for it. Or Evolution over a stunning amount of time. Or that Alternative Reality with different laws of physics, etc.
This time it needs to feel more realistic.
So, I'll have a short brainstorm session, then research, then brainstorm again.
I have to give the answer to...What this energy source mentioned in the official post is. Is it tied to the radiation? Where does the radiation on the planet come from? Make a list, quick:
The star or stars
Poor atmosphere shielding
Planetary core
Tech core
Alien artifact
Something that soaks up radiation and then sheds radiation back at you
A fungus that adapted to radiation
Crystalls
Ore like Uranium but unfamiliar
Insects. Them Rad Fireflies...
Airborn Plankton
Liquid
Plants
...
55 minutes inside this post...
Time to jump to Wikipedia for some elementary knowledge about radiation. I know stuff but I might be missing some of the essentials anyway.
That took like 20 more minutes...
Interesting from my fiction point of view concepts are:
The transformation of isotopes into lower-level ones with shorter half-lives. A matter...
from billions of years...
to thousands of years to...
minutes to...
microseconds.
Not in that order.
Cosmogenic radioactive elements
Which formed before the planets themselves and actually consist some of the planetary heat mathematics, contributing to the conditions for life on them, etc.
Cosmogenic for sure I will go with. But transformed into another state of existence by the biospheric factors on the planet. Discovered by the Suntek or by another species before them, extinct or...previously EXODED.
That will be work for next time. I am nearing the end of the second hour and the 1000-words mark. I will let my subconscious to work with the idea for a while and come up with a story soon.
Thank you for reading!
My goal is to continue contributing to the universe of...let's put a totally random referral link of mine here again...EXODE, the new space game on the HIVE radar.
All my here listed brainstormed ideas and dug up information may be used for creating content in EXODE. There might come the time when I have to actively engage in content creation. Time will tell.
Here you can find my Interview with the Creator of the New Hive Blockchain Space Game EXODE
Source — this official EXODE article. The same one as before.
Well, that ship has sailed. Picking the characters on Discord, I mean. That's done. But now the characters are there. And they are coming...
I must not forget that I have a game of my own in development and the time to test the prototype against others might come as soon as public events are officially acceptable.
I will soon get back to sharing more about it. Progress was frozen during the last few weeks except for some sketches by @silver.art that did not make it past her garbage bin. She's a tough mistress to her own paintings. But I am happy to be around.
Peace and prosperity across the Universe!
Yours,
Manol Donchev
