Ladies and gentlemen, we have officially arrived at less than a month left in this campaign!
ACK! SAVE ME!
Let us roll up our proverbial sleeves and get to work, shall we? If all of you lovely followers who have not yet pre-ordered did so, we'd be a heck of a lot closer to the goal! :)
In the meantime, please enjoy a cut chapter from Captain! This section details the High Council of Faerydom's predicament after they've come across a strange new human they've never seen before: one James Lamport, who has arrived on their island under peculiar circumstances.
Thanks, as always for your continued support, and here's the link in case you need it again: www.inkshares.com/projects/captain.
The meeting chamber was already tense, and Queen Tinkyra had yet to arrive. Lopthyl was sitting perfectly still at the table, his big hands folded in front of him. Bfene was attempting to grab a few moments of sleep, every so often flitting his old eyes up to watch Nythrab pacing around the room. The other advisors present could never hope to join the ranks of these three. The Captain of the Faery Guard, the High Priest, and the Chief Advisor were the ones who had King Paedhyr’s ear, and King Turryn’s before him. They were the ones with power – the Three Mouths of the King, as they were called. All other advisors had practically no say in matters of government next to the Mouths.
The one mouth that had the king’s ear the most was the Chief Advisor. No one outside of the king and the Chief Advisor himself knows the reasoning behind his appointment, but he will keep his position as the second most powerful lawmaker in Faerydom for the rest of his mortal life, even if his monarch passes. If the blood line of the monarchy should leave no heir, the Chief Advisor will humbly take the throne himself to serve his people.
The Chief Advisor to Queen Tinkyra was now looking quite agitated as he lapped the room six, seven, eight times. His plump frame was stretching his robe against his skin, showing his perspiration, and he was breathing more heavily than usual.
“Bfene,” Nythrab finally called out, his gaze never leaving the floor.
The High Priest, looking irritated that his name was called, did not make eye contact as he replied, “Yes?”
Nythrab shuffled over to stand behind the old faery. “You say you do not know this James individual?”
Bfene groaned, having answered this question far too many times in the past few days. “No. The first time I saw him was the night you, yourself, saw him. That is the only time I have seen him.”
Lopthyl, pre-empting the question as Nythrab turned to him, spat, “Nor have I. You’re growing tiresome.”
The Chief Advisor waved off this remark and continued his shuffled laps. The wrinkles that knit his brow were visible from across the room by Ghynson, the Serving Master. He had never seen him so agitated. Usually the faery wore a bright smile; nothing seemed to deter his attitude.
“Can I offer you any refreshment, Chief Advisor?” ventured Ghynson. There came no response. Then the door opened and the advisors rose to their feet.
“Sit down, please,” said the young queen as she strode into the room. She stood behind her chair at the head of the table and looked around the room. “Nythrab, won’t you please sit down,” she said with a motion to his seat. Nythrab, who had stopped pacing when the queen entered, sat without looking Tinkyra.
“It is a great pleasure to see you all here today. Please accept my heartfelt apologies at having to delay this meeting since my father’s funeral. My schedule has been quite full up.” Tinkyra made to sit down. Ghynson stepped forward to push in her chair. She whispered a “thank you” and began the conference.
Ghynson was always silent during meetings of the advisors; he was there only to serve those who decided Faerydom’s fate. Still, he listened. He listened as King Paedhyr tried to do good for his people, yet lost all his power to Nythrab and his two cohorts. Ghynson would walk around Thysryr Marr in the evenings, listening to the Bearist preachers’ talk of the inevitable war that was upon Faerydom. There seemed to be more and more faeries swayed into Bearism every day, some of them even lobbying to follow King Gonnjyr’s legendary Migration to search for Arcca. This seemed to be Nythrab’s current view, as well. Ghynson was not sure how being afraid of bears led to hunting for the Holy Land, but he admitted that these grand thoughts were above a Serving Master, and told himself to keep in his place. He was a very small cog in the wheel of Faerydom.
Now, as he did with King Paedhyr, he listened. He listened in this meeting as Tinkyra spoke about her plans to make the Faerydom self-sufficient. He listened as the queen proposed a sort of national guard, to patrol the island. He listened as she talked of gathering weapons and issuing them to citizens from armories.
He listened as Tinkyra spoke of reinventing the village, converting it from the remains of a specific tribe’s setting into a grand city that incorporated elements of each of the old tribes’ attributes and customs.
“My Queen,” Nythrab said, “This all seems a bit too extravagant, if I may say so, and I believe quite premature. I would like to turn the conversation to something more relevant: the human pirates. What is your plan with these men? And please, indulge us: who is this boy you claim is providing you with inside intelligence? Who is James?”
Tinkyra eyed Nythrab carefully before replying, “James is a young man on board the human ship whom I trust. James is also the nephew of the new captain.”
“Yes,” Lopthyl interjected, “When will we get to meet the captain to secure his interests with our own?”
“James is, at this moment, working on arranging a meeting, so as to draft and sign a new peace treaty, which will leave our pixies out of the mix altogether.”
Bfene sat up and asked, “What will we do for the upcoming Ceremony of the Unutterables? The next Night of the White Moon will eventually come. Will these pirates expect another hunt?”
“High Priest Bfene, that matter will be covered in the treaty. James will see to all that. He has assured me that he will be our eyes aboard the ship, letting us know the pirates’ every move.”
Nythrab spoke again. “Your Highness, will James attend these meetings? How will this James deliver this information?”
Ghynson saw Tinkyra open her mouth to speak, and then pause, before answering, “I have not yet determined the exact conditions of the information agreement between James and this government.”
Lopthyl, with a flourish of his hand, asked, “Well, when will you decide these conditions?”
“I will speak to James tomorrow,” said Tinkyra, “and arrange for a continuous scheduled exchange.”
This seemed to pacify the Three Mouths of the Queen for the moment, and they went on to discuss other matters.
Ghynson watched as Queen Tinkyra struggled to fight Nythrab’s tried-and-true tactics of changing subjects, skirting issues, and presenting his ideas before all others. She was fighting a losing battle. Nythrab was too experienced. Now that he had studied her and knew how to handle her immaturity in politics, she was getting nothing accomplished but growing red in the face.
She has such good ideas, thought Ghynson, but she needs to learn how to lobby for them.
“My Queen, if we cannot agree upon a unified method of accomplishing your reforms right now, perhaps it’s best for us to put them off until the next meeting,” Nythrab said with a sneer.
Because they’re eating her alive.
With only a month left to pre-order Captain, I'm starting to feel a little loopy...
That's right - in just ONE MONTH the funding period will be over! Ack! Hopefully we can reach at least 250 pre-orders by then. If you haven't already pre-ordered your copy of Captain, now's the time, folks! If you have, then by all means get a second copy. :)
As always, please forward the link to your friends and family and enemies and anyone else you can think of: www.inkshares.com/projects/captain.
In the meantime, feel free to enjoy the next section of Captain, as we have reached 120 pre-orders. Again, with every ten pre-orders we get, I'll be uploading the next chapter, so that's certainly an incentive to keep it going!
Chapter 5 is on the project page; go ahead and check it out!
As always, thanks for whatever support you happen to be giving out there wherever you are, and PLEASE continue!
Yours in Hook-dom,
Happy New Year, all!
We have officially found ourselves in crunchtime for Captain.
Right now we're at 112 pre-orders. That means there's 138 to go in a little over a month. Oof!
But I hae every faith it can happen and that is why I now turn to you.
There are 214 of you Captain followers out there. If everyone who has not yet pre-ordered does so, well that would take care of most of that remaining bulk. Huzzah! Too easy!
Then comes the "Tell your friends!" part. Please pass along the info for Captain to anyone you think may be interested.
As always, thank you for your continued support!
Happy Holidays, everyone!!
Two points of interest today, dear followers:
1. Somebody talked about me!
For those of you who are as of yet unaware, JF Dubeau and Paul Inman host a weekly Podcast - WriteBrain - that delves into the crowdfunding book process, as well books in general. This week on Episode 7 they spoke about your friend and mine, that infamous Captain Hook!
They graciously recommend Captain and debate for a bit over the correct pronunciation of my last name (SEEvers for the win, gents) beginning at around 20:00. Check it out, and give their other episodes a listen as well: http://tinyurl.com/jd28pq8 Tons of great stuff. Thanks guys! (Both of them have been on board with Captain with the beginning, so my thanks go out to them two-fold.)
2. We've reached 200 followers! Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
With this many followers, I have NO DOUBT that if everyone sent the link to friends and family with a recommendation, we'd make it at least the 250-pre-order goal. So, shall we get on it, mates? Aye-aye! www.inkshares.com/projects/captain
Remember - as soon as we get to 110, I'll upload the next chapter and continue as such every 10 pre-orders after that.
Thanks so much, as always, for your continued support!