I thought I’d share with you some of my progress. I’m hoping to have the time to finish up this book soon. In the meantime, I wanted to share an excerpt from the story currently titled “A Vampire Called Medina”. In this tale, a Templar Knight named Guilabert is torturing Medina because she might have information that is needed to find the treasure the order seeks. Enjoy.
“I saw the foundations as they were being laid and when I returned, centuries later, I saw it before it was destroyed by Nebuchadnezzar II. Those followers of Absolom were calling themselves the Priory of Sion at that point.” She narrowed her eyes and looked at them. “I would think that this name has meaning for you.”
“Of course.” The Grandmaster paced the room, slowly. For a long time the only sounds were his boots clacking on the stone floor and the sounds from the streets below floating through the window. When he finished pacing, he sat on the windowsill. “And did the Priory ever return to the temple?”
“You know the answer to that. You also know that they were missing the knowledge that would lead them to their records and the Ark of the Covenant.” She watched his face: his mouth twitched and he looked to the side before turning away to gaze out the window. She smiled. “I believe the Priory spent a lot of time exploring the temple before and after its destruction but they were unsuccessful, hmm?” (more…)
I’m fascinated by words, maybe beyond fascinated: I like how they look on a ‘page’ and how they form a coherent picture when they combine. But, more to the point, I love how they take shape in my mind and how they feel, coming out of my mouth (this may have contributed to my need to share my words with everyone).
I guess you could say that is why I write.
Even more than this basic emotional response, I am also driven by a rational deconsruction of the words that I present and those that are presented to me. Mostly, I favour the efficiency of words, meaning that my preference is to use the smallest most common word that represents the concept I am thinking of. This began when I turned against the idea that a larger vocabulary suggests more knowledge: to be more precise it was in opposition to those who think that big words and/or words that went unused by the ‘commoners’ show that the person knows what they’re talking about.