Day #3 Write a Letter Challenge

A 30 Day Write a Letter Challenge Response

write meDay 3 – Your Parents

Time to write letter number three. This time it is to a character’s parents. The family left behind is actually often a gap we find in Trek writing – be it fan fiction, Treklit or canon – unless of course you consider all those stories where someone’s family crops up in a vital plot position all of a sudden.

dear-momThere have been a number of prompts on the forum that hit on this theme. Most recently Weekly Free Write #118 — Parental POV  and Weekly Free Write #114 — We Are Family. All of these and more show just how myriad the family circumstances can be for our characters. Unsurprisingly then, heading into this challenge, I am again stuck as to which character I will utilise. Noah Cutler comes to mind save for the fact I’ve written a letter home to his mother before. Therefore, I have to come up with someone different. Again, I’ve played with scenes dealing with T’Vel and her mother and grandmother, so I want to steer clear of retreading that.

So I returned to character from Weekly Free Write Prompt #8 First Day. In this prompt, we were introduced to a Antem Lok, a young and nervous Cardassian officer, burdened by the legacy of his father’s complicit actions with the Dominion during the War. The character is to be part of the Legacies series of stories set within the Watchtower Universe. He also (I somehow forgot this response as it was completed on the forum in a sitting rather than on the computer hard drive) had his own little vignette in aptly named Weekly Free Write #15 Legacies.

“A Legacy of Ashes – The first tale in the Legacy stories focusing on a joint colony venture between the Federation and Cardassia. Efforts to find and make a new world for Cardassia’s needs faces unprecedented challenges and dangers from within and without.”

Antem Lok’s an example of a young Cardassian stepping out from the shadow and the ruins of the Cardassian War, a war visited upon them by their elders and politicians, who himself is something of a pacifist and is now struggling with the prospects and future of his people in this post-war era.

Amid the ruins of Cardassia, Antem represents a possible salvation of the Cardassian Union but the legacy of his father and the struggle within Cardassia as to its new direction are all pulls on the young man in an uncertain age yet a vital moment for its continued survival.

Cardassian ruins

Cardassian ruins

One possible path of salvation for Cardassia and a possible path of redemption for Antem, is his assignment to a joint Cardassian/Federation colonisation taskforce with the prescribed mission to find a new world for Cardassia’s displaced millions.

Antem is conflicted and unsure of himself around other Cardassians with the high profile of his father’s collaboration with the Dominion.

In addition, he is uncertain how to navigate the personnel of Starfleet officers and the difficult chain of command that exists on the taskforce ship. Overshadowing everything however, is his relationship and his conflicted feelings to his father. Here then, Antem sits down and addresses some of these feelings in a letter he composes to his father who sits awaiting trial for his part in the Dominion War.

Father,

Given that this letter may never reach you or it would only reach you heavily redacted as per the prison regulations, I write my words freely without constraint. It is only understandable that such security protocols be taken. You are after all a traitor to our State. You are an enemy of the people. You brought calamity down upon our empire by welcoming the Dominion and handing the reins of power over to the Vorta and Jem’Hadar.

No doubt such accusations still make your blood run cold and your scales itch in aggravation. You still no doubt hold to the contention that you were duped, misguided, or hopeful that the course of action you approved and supported would usher in a new era of Cardassian expansion and the might. Perhaps the strength of your conviction testifies to your honesty, to your sense of patriotism and to your delusion.

No doubt you will call me a traitor if news of my assignment is made known to you. I do not know if they will permit you this knowledge or not. After you are trialed and sentenced they might permit it. I have been assigned to the joint colonisation project with Starfleet. Yes with our ‘enemy’. Who though is our enemy Father? You were one of the architects who delivered our people into the hands of the Dominion. You bade them welcome and honed the message that they were our allies in making Cardassia great. Yet it was the Jem’Hadar and the Breen ships that turned their weapons upon our worlds and almost annihilated our people.  Had you not advanced the Breen as potential allies, equally spurned by the Alpha Quadrants powers and robbed of their true place in the galactic scheme of things? I remember your remonstrations over the family dinner table despite your revised recollection afterwards. You berated us – your family – for not understanding that the Breen were like Cardassia in how we were blighted by Starfleet.

I know that perhaps I should be more loyal, more circumspect towards you Father. But I have walked amid the carnage of our cities. I have helped in the relief measures. I have dug blasted bodies out of the rubble. I have parcelled out meagre medical and food supplies to the lines of starving children and destitute families at the over-crowded relief camps. So I find that my fervour and loyalty to you Father wanes in light of these miseries and truths.

Instead, I walk under the accusing eyes of others. They watch me as the son of a traitor and a collaborator. They expect me to betray them next. The sins of the father are my sins to carry. I carry the legacy of your – should we call them sins? Perhaps they are simply your miscalculations, your mistakes. They are sins but you did not intend them. You were fervent in your belief. You honestly believed that you were doing what was right by Cardassia and stubbornly held to that belief when others saw reason and wisdom and turned against the Dominion.

This I find the most galling. I am judged and belittled by others. Seen as a walking traitor. Yet I never served a day on the frontline fighting the Dominion War. These others fought alongside and for the Dominion. How did they not see their own traitorous act at that time? Why is it that because they turned sides before the end that they are seen as heroes and patriots? Heroes such as Gul Hedak. Yet their heroism meant they carried out a guerrilla war on their own people. Sometimes, I truthfully find it impossible to recognise what it is to be a traitor and what it is to be a patriot.

Maybe my lack of fighting is my true crime, my true sin and why I am met with such scornful and accusing eyes by my own people. I had your contacts and influence no doubt to thank for that. I did not seek such exemptions from duty. Shamefully, I was not aware of the true scale of the war’s cost on our people, our soldiers and military. From my safe position, it all seemed so far removed. Yet is this my fault or yours? You did what any father would do. You kept me safe. It was I who was blind to the war.

Blind to the war as I may be, I am no longer blind to the consequences. It is why I join this expedition. It is why I work with our ‘enemy’ Starfleet. I work with them because I witnessed how their ships stepped between our worlds and the forces of the Breen and Dominion as they rained hellfire down on our people. It was alongside Starfleet officers and with Starfleet supplies that I gave out relief measures in the camps. So it with Starfleet I will cooperate with to find new homes for our people. A new chance for us to create a world.

There is a chance I am wrong. That in years to come my actions here, working with Starfleet, will be seen as a blight or even a traitorous act towards Cardassia. Some among our number already do view it with such skepticism. But I make this decision for myself. I make it informed by own knowledge and feelings on the matter. I have the burden of your legacy yes to climb from under. But this decision is mine and mine alone.

Your son, Antem, ever shamed but ever loving.

[pullquote align=”center” textalign=”center” width=”70%”]Antem figured, ‘Here is one of the most prized and thuggish fighters on the Rebellion’s side and here am I, the son of a disgraced Dominion sycophant.’

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Day #2 Write a Letter Challenge

A 30 Day Write a Letter Challenge Response

write meDay 2 – Your Crush

Challenge number two. Write a letter to a crush. Admittedly, I have to scratch my head for this one. I’m not sure which of my characters have a crush on any other particular character. Certainly nothing that readily constitutes a ‘crush’ albeit there are some with unrequited or unrealised feelings for other characters. Other relationships have that ‘shippy’ possibility but are rather nebulous in their development to be termed crushes just yet (lest I crush them!

Anyway, it’s too early in the game to cry ‘impossible’ and I did proclaim the purpose of the exercise was to write and beget more writing.

keep-calm-and-write-me-a-letterSo onwards and upwards. I have chosen then to write a letter from the pen of Kestrel‘s chief engineer, Eddie Gardner. It’s been hinted at, or should I say, I’ve hinted at it but maybe it wasn’t hint enough, that he has certain feelings for one Dr. Judith Monroe. Of course, Eddie isn’t like to ever reveal any such sentiments or feelings because … well … he’s kinda prickly and sour and mean and likes to carry the whole hang dog mopey face thing about him.

Eddie’s not the write a letter type so imagine if you will a recorded log and a slightly worse for wear Eddie Gardner sitting in the dark of his cabin after a night of drinking in the Senior Officers’ Lounge.

 

Judy,

I, this message, this log is, what I boys why am I doing this? Judy, Monroe, I’m trying to tell you something, something I’ve wanted to say for a long time; but can’t say. The point, what I mean to say is …

Huh, I know what you are going to say. ‘Your’re drunk Eddie!’ Yeah, yeah, I am. I am. Only thing is, I’m not. Not really. Not as drunk as I want to be. As much as I … ahem … yeah. Ole Eddie, that Gardner one, he’s a lousy drunk. It’s what they say. It’s what they use to say about me. I was a nobody. Just a stupid lousy drunk. And then, McGregor.

I saved him. But he, he’s the one that ended up saving me. McGregor. Huh! Is it any wonder I don’t tell you … that I can’t tell you what I want to tell you. Not when there’s him. Not when you … I see it, plain as day on your face. In your eyes. They sparkle and your face is beatific, always, always, a light shines from – from – from within you. You’re light. Not light. But ye’know, shining, bright, cheery, hopeful and optimistic and yet … you’re not deluded. You’re pragmatic and smart. And beautiful. And classy. And light.

No wonder I don’t say anything. What could you ever see in me? I’m … dark. Moody. Grumpy. Sour. I’m polar – I couldn’t be more different to you! But you make me – you make me want to smile. You make me want to forget all the crap and stuff and all that. When you’re about, I think about now. Not about the past and what I screwed up. I just enjoy the moment.

I know McGregor isn’t just some sort of crush to you. I know, I know that he has these qualities you seek. I just wish you could find them in me. I wish. I wish, I wish I could say these words to you, instead of skulking here in my cabin, pining, moping and wishing over you.

But I know what I’ve done. The mistakes I’ve made. The people I should have been happiest with in life, I pushed them away and pulled the bottle in closer to me. I’m not really a lousy drunk ye’know. I want it, more than any of you know. But I don’t. I don’t. I don’t cause McGregor picked me. Cause he knew I knew the Kestrel. Cause he believed in me. And I couldn’t, wouldn’t let him down. And I couldn’t knowingly let you down Judy.

The bottle it would be a welcome oblivion. A neat little escape. But each morning, when I want to reach out for the remnants of last night’s I see your cup sitting, waiting, in the replicator alcove. Your ‘surefire hangover cure’. Every morning. You get me to start anew. Refreshed. Ready for the day. But it’s the act and the thought of it that really works and makes me make it through the day. You give me hope Judy.

You give me hope. But not enough hope to believe that we’d ever make anything out of it. Not when your heart seems set on McGregor. But just know, my heart it’s, it’s, it’s set on you. Maybe someday I’ll actually be brave enough, stupid enough, or drunk enough to send you one of these messages.

Yeah. As if.

Computer: Delete this message.

Eddie

 

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Day #1 Write a Letter Challenge

A 30 Day Write a Letter Challenge Response

write meDay 1 – Your Best Friend

Challenge number one. For this letter, I’ve decided to explore the captain of the Aegolius Harrier, Cyste Ryaenn and Ameren her closest friend, perhaps only true friend at the outset of their chronicled stories to date.

The two endured a Cardassian prison hell together. But both wanted different things after gaining their freedom. Ameren was never part of Starfleet and met Cyste in the prison camp where their bond was forged. Theirs is a tight and unbreakable bond. Perhaps, best friend is not the most fitting title to put on it but they are certainly the two who come to mind for this particular letter challenge.

Ryaenn,

So it’s true then. You got your own ship? Cool girl. I knew you would. Any time soon, you’ll have your own armada under your command. Starfleet are lucky to have you. Your ship and crew are going to be lucky to have you as their captain.

Maybe with appointing you, Starfleet’ll better understand the true mettle it takes to be a starship captain. I’m out and about here on the borders and I can tell you Ryaenn, things are far from peaceful. There’s a lot of angry factions just biding time and waiting for the dust to be kicked up again. But hey, aren’t they always.

Don’t worry, I’m keeping out of trouble. I just know you want to ask me that but won’t thinking it only encourages me to look for trouble. Believe me Ryaenn, I don’t look for trouble. It just kinda finds me, is all. Anyway, what’s a good looking, strapping young Rylek like me going to do? I’ve the universe to see. Lots of places and people to see. I’ll tell you one thing about our Cardassian hospitality stay, it sure makes you appreciate the whole big wide universe that’s outside there.

Now tell me, are you keeping out of trouble? I can only assume that you are making efforts to do so since you have managed to score a command. But play nice won’t you with the ship and its crew. They don’t know you – not the real you. They only think they know you. Or know you only from the reputation that precedes you. And heck, that would send a scare chill down anyone’s back!

But honestly Ryaenn, be careful, make friends, play nice and well … just be your fantastic self.

Ameren

 

Oh Ameren,

When you tell me you are keeping out of trouble, it only serves to trouble me as to how much trouble you do get into! And nothing you tell me will reassure me otherwise.

As for myself, I will be careful. I do not need to make friends. I have you. As for playing nice? Hmmm, we will see. If they give me cause to play nice, I will play nice. If they give me cause to not play nice … well then they may learn some of why a certain reputation precedes me.

Ameren … I know it is much to ask you but … maybe I could do with a friend. I would not admit that to anyone else as you know. But there are going to be challenges for which I will need your charm, insight and skills to navigate. If you would consider it, I would be honoured, humbled really, if you would … if you would join me. Come be a part of my crew.

Ryaenn.

[pullquote align=”center” textalign=”center” width=”60%”]“My closest friend. No matter the distance and the time between seeing each other. That much was always constant. The very fact you came to me here proves that more than anything.”

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30 Day Letter Challenge

So I stumbled upon one of these challenge list things. I saw Steff do one of these challenges before and was indeed intrigued by it and wanted to copy or model something after it. I’m not a big share my own life on the internet thing and hate to be too meta about my universe or myself. If I weren’t so adverse to analysing things I’d read something into that! Cowboy Couch

However, following on from ‘writing begets writing’ I sought out something like the challenge list that I could adapt for writing purposes. Here’s one I think can be tweaked to best fit my little fanfic corner of the universe. Rather than a letter, I’m going to write a blog post or a prompt like response to these write a letter challenges written by the user Mikey here.

I’m not pretending or deluding myself from the outset that I am going to write one of these every day. I’d love to but time is not always available to do so and I want this to be an enjoyable challenge. That’s not going to work. (Mind, I see that there’s a real world counterpart to this akin to NaNo which is a cool concept in and of itself but for now, I’m gonna do this)

Nevertheless, I intend to work my way through the list of different letters in a Star Trek universe setting and fashion, in character and in universe. Who knows what will come of this. I hope you enjoy the fruits.

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Write a letter a day for 30 days
The List

  • 1 – Your Best Friend
  • 2 – Your Crush
  • 3 – Your parents
  • 4 – Your sibling (or closest relative)
  • 5 – Your dreams
  • 6 – A stranger
  • 7 – Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
  • 8 – Your favourite internet friend
  • 9 – Someone you wish you could meet
  • 10 – Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
  • 11 – A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
  • 12 – The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
  • 13 – Someone you wish could forgive you
  • 14 – Someone you’ve drifted away from
  • 15 – The person you miss the most
  • 16 – Someone that’s not in your state/country
  • 17 – Someone from your childhood
  • 18 – The person that you wish you could be
  • 19 – Someone that pesters your mind-good or bad
  • 20 – The one that broke your heart the hardest
  • 21 – Someone you judged by their first impression
  • 22 – Someone you want to give a second chance to
  • 23 – The last person you kissed
  • 24 – The person that gave you your favourite memory
  • 25 – The person you know that is going through the worst of times
  • 26 – The last person you made a pinky promise to
  • 27 – The friendliest person you knew for only one
  • 28 – Someone that changed your life
  • 29 – The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
  • 30 – Your reflection in the mirror

MeanderFaveHWMeanderFave Homework Time – Write me a Letter!

It’s been a while since you’ve been given a homework assignment. The assignment this time is simple enough – but hard enough – participate along with me in this little challenge.

Feel free to pick and choose which letter(s) you respond to but I’d love to have others try their hand at this too to see what they come up with.

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Homework assignments handed in:

FalseBill’s The Trek Letter List – No.1 Letter to a best friend

Blog Prompt #16 – Fan Fiction Learning Curves

http://boldlyreading.com/2014/02/12/blog-prompt-16-what-have-you-learned-from-writing-fan-fiction/

 What have you learned from writing fanfiction?

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It’s exactly as the title says – what has writing fan fiction taught you?

And what do you think it can teach others? — blog prompt courtesy of jespah

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Here follows some of what I believe I’ve learned, or more accurately continue to learn, from writing fanfiction. Naturally, there are aspects of these lessons I still feel terribly remiss in and have much yet to improve but as I say in the title, it is something of a learning curve. The choice of blog title mirrors an exemplary piece of writing by one of our resident authors Lil Black Dog – Learning Curve. The reason being, there are so many impressive authors here on Ad Astra with much for a writer like me to try to aspire to and be inspired by. I feel, as I’m sure many others do, we have much to learn from other fanfiction writers but just as importantly we have much to learn about and for ourselves.

Onwards then to my lessons learned, or trying to learn or master. Why not agree or disagree with me whether these lessons you’ve also learned.

Writing begets writing.

For anyone who might rubbish or belittle the process of fanfiction these three words alone stand testament to the merit of writing fanfiction. I don’t believe fanfiction writing needs a defense but if one feels the need to do so, then I repeat these words: Writing begets writing.

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Writing fanfiction this is one of the biggest lessons I’ve learned. The more we write, no matter what it is, no matter if it meets our standards or expectations or hopes for the piece, writing anything usually prompts further writing. Once you get started, it’s easier to keep on trucking. Or another way of putting it, especially for when it isn’t quite working out, it’s easier to keep rolling down the hill once you’ve already tripped, fallen and have started tumbling down.

It’s never easy writing. Actually strike that. Sometimes it is. At other times, it takes a certain work ethic to write. Yes, we can wait around for the inspiration and the eureka moment but often that only leads to waiting and waiting and not writing. I’ve found that I need to push myself to write. What I write in these cases is often crass and rough and unrealised but it leads to other writing.

The writing itself can be in the form of prompts, attempts at challenges or simple imaginings of scenes, characters or new universes. So much of these never see light of day or development beyond a rough paragraph of piss poor writing. It does however get me writing. It gets Word booted up and my fingers typing so at this point I usually try to write something else, then something else, and then something I like.

The important thing is to write.

This has been one of the longest and hardest lessons to learn. And when there are so many other competing pulls on time, muse and attention, it is the hardest lesson to recall, to take the time to write. However, it is an important one and a vital one if we are ever to make the transition into writing our own original prose. Many authors have their own routine for writing, almost with a timetable for sitting down and writing. I’m not sure if I could daily schedule a writing time but maybe it would be the very means and way to try and provoke writing.

The Muse is fickle but also must just be tackled and forced.

Erato, Muse of Poetry, by Poynter

Erato, Muse of Poetry, by Poynter

In a similar vein, we are all too often held prisoner by our muse. Over the years, I’ve heard many an author lament their absent muse and bemoan the pain and agony of its departure. It’s an image that is quite evocative really – this allusive ephemeral specter who swishes in through the double french doors from the garden, carried on a swirling glowing mist accompanied by lofty angelic chorus, streaming forth rays of light on which dances words and visions and inspirations.

It may differ for other authors but I have to dismiss such a notion. Certainly, there are times I am more inspired than others. My ‘muse’ may be lacking – especially for certain stories or characters at many given times – but I’m not held hostage by this personification of my inspiration and creative instincts. I want to assert my own authority over my writing. I am sometimes more inspired, more creative and sometimes less inspired and less creative – but it’s me – not some muse. No Greek deities for me!

Muse  (myo̅o̅z) n
1. muse Greek Mythology Any of the nine daughters of Mnemosyne and Zeus, each of whom presided over a different art or science.
2. muse
a. A guiding spirit.
b. A source of inspiration.
3. muse A poet.

With that said, the muse, inspiration can be fleeting and fickle. So it must be stirred and it must be tackled to the ground where you can. I’ve found that music and the writing of others is one of the most effective means of overcoming a lack of inspiration. It may be that we need to tackle the creative impulse and write in a different style, place, way, genre, form. This is perhaps why sometimes turning to write a blog post is not a diversion or distraction. As above, I return to the mantra, writing begets writing. Easier said than done. But there’s the mentality behind it that we (I) have to strive for.

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Characters maketh the story; Characters maketh the writer

Characters, characters, characters.

Ok, so this one was learned or believed before ever writing in any kind of earnest way. However, since I’ve started writing and reading fanfiction it is clear that characters are what engage the reader and me as the writer in a story. I’m more involved in what happens to T’Vel with Ronak, the how of how they’ve reached this point and where they will go in their relationship as mother and son. Likewise, it is exploring McGregor and Molly’s dynamic that drives my interest and mind than in the outcome of Kestrel‘s pursuit of T’Hos Likk.

And despite my calling them characters, Mr Hemingway has it right here when he tells us that characters should be created as living people as opposed to characters. With that said, I’ve discovered that writing characters I am open to discovering them, allowing themselves to be revealed, I don’t feel it important to know their every tic and nuance as these are uncovered during the writing process. That such surprises are enriching to my experience as a writer and I hope to the reader too.

My hope in writing a story is to tell a good story. I hope though that vehicle for the telling of that story will be my characters, that the reader will get invested in their story. I’ve learned to be fascinated by my characters and to wonder about their reactions to situations, the unfolding story is going to be, rather than hitting the plot points.

I’ve discovered too that my characters are by what I am often measured. Likewise, it is by the characters of other authors that I measure them. If I feel the characters to be fleshed out and enthralling then I will read their stories however mundane the setting or how small the moment. I associate authors here on Ad Astra by their characters rather than their plots. Yes, there’s a Borg revolution ahappenin’ in Tesseract but it’s the relationship between Icheb and Maren that keeps me hooked. It’s the nuanced balance of characterisation and the interplay between the big three in Lil black dog’s stories that I rave about, it is what goes unsaid by Scotty in SLWalker’s stories that makes my mind tick over, it’s Kalara and Sarine’s combative relationship amid the backdrop of the galactic storyline that makes me return to their stories.

For myself, I want and have learned to embrace the want to create memorable, larger than life, ordinary, sympathetic and severe characters and to weave their interweaving lives into a larger story. I’ve learned to embrace the larger than life characters because they aren’t as shallow as people might perceive that I as a writer can convey more to them than mere appearance alone. I have to realise that not everyone is going to read deeper than the surface level however and that that can be dispiriting. The converse is however when a reader (or even a writer such as Steff did with McGregor, Molly and T’Vel) take a deeper read and find the nuggets of depth, the heart of the characters that makes my heart soar as a writer.

That too is a lesson. Readers can read and take spins on things that you’d never have imagined or hoped. Characters are a joy to write and a pain and torture to write once you inhabit them. But there is a special joy in reading a review when a reader is involved in a character’s story and excited and exclaims for their wins, or aches for their pains.

With that said, I’ve discovered something – maybe it is only for myself – but the creation of characters is perhaps easier done than the creation of a story. That great characters are golden but great stories to set them in are even more rare.

Perhaps it is no wonder that the most memorable characters are often featured in anthologies or series. They last – endure – long past their stories and continue onwards into new adventures. That in fact makes it harder then to tell the stories of our characters.

To be ‘write’ is hard

There are deadlines and pressures to contend with having to write. To be a writer is hard. Harder than we ever imagined at the outset of picking up a pen or tapping our fingers on the keys. You can’t rely on labelling a story a WIP as editors won’t buy that. That a story is not a story until it is finished. Ok it is still a story but it’s not fair on the reader and it only gnaws at the writer to have it incomplete.

Writing is a hard slog. Often a marathon. It is a process.

To that end, what I have learned since writing fanfiction and especially since writing here at Ad Astra, it is a process that continually needs to be refined, honed and perfected. That writing is a muscle to be flexed and trained. That grammar is important. I’m far from a grammar Nazi but I’ve learned that good – correct – grammar is not about being nit-picky but about clarifying the intent. It serves the story to be conveyed properly. And the readers deserve no less than to have a story delivered to them in the best possible way.

I’ve learned that my stories and my characters deserve that kind of care and attention. My readers deserve that kind of care and attention too. And that to write grammatically correct is undoubtedly a skill and talent and I have come to truly appreciate the ability of others to nail this aspect of their writing.

The beautiful thing about writing is that you don’t have to get it right the first time, unlike, say, a brain surgeon

— Robert Cromier

This is the biggest aspect for me. I do feel that I have improved in this aspect of my writing.I too readily believed others would understand my writing. I felt I could write as I would speak and think. However, to communicate my stories effectively, I had to learn to read through the eyes of others. At first, comments about my grammar needled my ego and I did dismiss such criticisms as missing the purpose of the story to entertain, to offer escape. Only over time have I realised that grammar serves the entertain and aids the escape and allows the reader to get absorbed in the story without coming out of the story over poor writing or poor grammar.

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The devil’s in  the details

— Captain McGregor

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Reading and Feedback

Reading. It is a most valuable tool. We learn from reading. We learn to be better writers from reading. We learn from great and talented writers. We also learn from writers not so skilled. We are fooling ourselves if we don’t see merit in another person’s story or characters. And that judging the work of others is really but an admission of our own prejudices, likes and dislikes. The world does not conform to our own mindset. Therefore, it will take all sorts to fill the world. Just as my story is not for everyone, likewise the story I read may not be my cuppa tea. That’s a valuable lesson to learn.

Feedback is great but works both ways. We should strive to offer more of it to one another. Offering good feedback to others actually hones our own writing. We learn to have a critical eye that aids our own writing. I know I was a much better and much more prolific writer when I was helping to beta a talented author’s writing. It made me work so much harder to offer constructive feedback – good and bad – it made me work harder on my writing and like writing begets writing, critical thinking begets critical thinking, and feedback often begets feedback in return.

I’m still learning however to actively seek feedback. I am loathe to reveal or discuss story points and character development with others. This despite seeing the merits of such an approach. I have to learn to share my writing with others and that it will serve to better my writing.

I have learned to an extent to share and bounce ideas off others. I’m still wary to do so when it comes to certain universes as I’m prone to the belief that to talk about it ahead of publishing it will somehow magically undermine the story, somehow will implode the worlds I write.

Still in my time in writing fanfiction, and especially here on Ad Astra I’ve had the joy to write collaboratively with others. I’ve found it to be a challenging but rewarding and exciting process to do so. I actually yearn to do so more and at a much more fundamental, world building and from the ground up to published level collaboration.

I am still very much inclined to trust my gut when it comes to writing. That’s a good thing. But it is also potentially a damaging thing. And yet …

… writing is at its core something of the heart.

That sometimes, despite edits and reworks, sometimes the raw pieces of writing, the true pieces of writing are the ones most remembered, most effective, most evocative and most heart warming and rendering.

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This has been a heck of a meander but I hope you got something from it.

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Book Club #5

The Boldly Reading Book Club #5 choice was Funngunner’s Their Finest Hour: Fire and Rain, Part One and Part Two. Here’s some of my response to Their Finest Hour: Fire and Rain prefaced firstly by an opinion on the ENT storyline and Xindi story arc.

ENTERPRISE and the Xindi War Arc

Given that Funn was writing in the ENT era it seems only fitting that he take on the challenge of writing in response to one of the most devastating moments within Trek lore. It was brave of Funn in my own opinion to attempt to do so given that ENT is largely dismissed by many fans of the Trek franchise. The series did have a lot of flaws and miscalculations in its execution of elements, concepts and characters. Nevertheless, the show did tackle some big issues and the Xindi attack on Earth which precipitated a year long story arc in ENT was one of the crowning moments of the short lived series.

The Xindi War is lamented in many corners and there’s a lot of hyperbole around it being some kind of reaction on a post 9/11 America. However, ignore the criticisms and any emotional wrangling about the whys of the story direction, the show and the producers attempted to do write a story with consequences and repercussions on the adventures of the ship and the personnel of the crew and the wider universe setting. It attempted to tackle continuity and do the kind of storytelling seen in DS9’s Dominion War arc, especially its series culmination stories. Where DS9 was applauded for the approach ENT seemed to get short shrift.

Unfairly so I think, because we characters week by week struggle with the impacts of the storyline, from the attack on Earth as portrayed by Funn in his stories, through to the investigation and hunting down of those who perpetrated the attack. There are some missteps along the way in the execution of the storyline but it really showed the strain on the characters, some characters grew and changed and not necessarily so for the better. The character of Archer demonstrably grows darker and more aggressive and militaristic during this season while Tucker and T’Pol grow closer together. We also see the crew face some tough challenges, death, shortages and after a devastating attack in Azati Prime the crew face some morally grey choices (Damage).

You’re stranding us three years from home. Why are you doing this?!
Because I have no choice!

Illyrian Captain and Archer

You did the right thing.
It seems the longer we’re out here, the more I have to keep saying that to myself.

Trip and Archer

The attack on the ship itself is something brutal and raw, rarely seen in Trek battles. Check it out for yourself if you haven’t seen it:

Azati Prime – attack on the ENTERPRISE

The damage here is lasting. There’s no quick fix because of the nature of the story line and the fact the crew are so far from home and without support. It leads to the captain taking the dubious action of piracy to steal the parts from a civilian craft in order to continue with their urgent mission. Here we see a character taking a clearly unethical choice and trying to justify it. We’ve seen this before in Trek but rarely portrayed in so harsh a light on the main characters. Only really in fanfiction have we seen such matters tackled and not so readily cleaned up and resolved by episode’s end.

FIRE and RAIN

“I’ve seen fire and I’ve seen rain.
I’ve seen sunny days that I’d thought would never end.
I’ve seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,
But I always thought that I would see you one more time again…”

             – James Taylor, “Fire and Rain”

Firstly, it was strange to time jump into the lives of the Finest Hour cadets. I was afraid of potential spoilers but the quality of the writing and my complete absorption in the tale immediately cast such concerns aside. Secondly, it was a little surprising to see Funn tackle this particular storyline given that I was not entirely sure if he was going to hold much or any of ENT as canon within his own story universe. This was a huge monumental and defining moment in ENT canon for the characters and Starfleet. By inclusion here, it is clearly a defining moment for the Finest Hour cadets involved.

It is also important given the era Funn writes in to tackle it. The ENT moved quickly onwards from Earth to chase after the culprits and by virtue saw little of the impact on the ground. Funngunner gives us that lens. And given the gritty, detailed nature of his stories and the extraordinary writing I was expecting big things of this piece.

Part One was … well … a disappointment. There. I said it. Yup, as harsh a comment as that. Not really though. I commented actually that the tale set up the mood terrifically and it gave an insight, a window into the unseen happenings on Earth, showing that they weren’t exactly caught with their pants down but were limited in how they could respond and stop the threat. We saw some interesting character work here, J.J. and Seth being always compelling territory.

It is in Part Two however that I get what I had expected. Here we get the hard hitting, gut punch writing so typical of Funngunner. You see here we get the gritty visceral detailed writing that is so definitive of The Finest Hour. This is the writer who gets me hunkered down, covering my head as grenade blasts rain dirt down on my head in a combat training scenario.

I highly recommend this piece. It is utterly compelling. It begins with the jockeying about of pilots and bravado before the reality of an emergency situation sets in. The address from the President is off-screen but suitable sombre in tone as we then meet the reactions and situations of different people in the scenario – from a young family, to the Xindi pilot, to an Admiral facing the greatest failure of protecting Earth and then back to our trio of cadets.

If you ever though Seth didn’t have the balls for something, read this piece. The guy bursts the seams of his pants by his choice. Likewise, the others show their skills and show that as cadets they have learned to be the best of the best. It is terrific, taunt feeling writing. The whipping fire winds and fire storm created by the weapon attack is a realistic response to what it would/could have created and yet so imaginative and so terrifying to then convey. Funngunner writes it brilliantly giving justice to the huge moment of the story.

It surely must end in being a huge moment for these characters. We are only at the start of their journey in  Book One: A Sense of Honor but we can see here that the hope and the potential for these characters may end up paying dividends. That they will develop, even if they remain to have some of their faults and traits that make them and define them in Book One still.

I’ve high hopes for these characters. These pieces tend to lend to that very prospect.

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Dear Ship’s Log … #2

Blog Prompt #15

Dear (not a ship but still a) log,

See, nothing personal little log, I have issues with calling this a personal log. Did you see what I did there loggy? Huh? Huh? I mean it is not as if to say I am sitting here telling you the story of my great grandmother and her causation of great extinction of the Pledrolix Duck of Hydrapha IV. Honestly, it was an accident (the way she tells it at least). Or confessing my unrequited love for Lt. Boriah – he is dreamy. And sweet and kind and he’s sent me a number of packet messages. Sweet of him – even if it only serves to show what I am missing out on had a gotten a patrol duty!! Ahem. Where was I?

Anyway, I have my personal log and my personal messages which I bank in the computer awaiting approval and package signal. And as has been evident to date with these log entries it certainly isn’t intended as any kind of official or duty log. Heaven’s forbid!

I sure ain’t going to call it the approved by the psychologist to keep you sane log. Quite frankly, I’m not sure it does or will. I mean, firstly, I’m talking to myself – no offense dear computer unit. As lovely looking as you are let’s not pretend there’s any kind of personal deep and meaningful relationship between us.

But the shrinks say this method of communication helps with the isolation and social limitations so who are we to argue with the peeps who would call you crazy!? Doesn’t seem worth picking a fight over. I suppose there’s something therapeutic about it. I can hardly keep rabbiting on in my messages home. The family are close enough to disowning me without giving them the ammunition of being a great big whinge. And HONESTLY if you saw my personal messages you’d see I’m not complaining all the time. Maybe that’s purpose of this… a free to rant and rave space.

Obviously, being cooped up on a small relay station with only two others carrying out mundane tasks and idiotic systems checks is hardly the most stimulating work environment. Not that I am complaining. You take the goose with the gander. I think that’s the expression. Hmmm. Gramma use to say it. Tch. Mind given she helped kill off a species on another world I think we’ll take her sage advice pertaining to anything sporting feathers with a pinch of salt.

Ok. Let’s start again.

Today dear ‘keep my head straight’ log I chased down another twenty ghost sensors. They were a particular delight to track, source and eliminate. Despite numerous attempts at recalibration the sensor anomalies kept cropping up. Almost to the point I was convinced you know that like there really was a cloaked vessel of some kind sneaking about! Anyway, the boring technical details are all within my official duty log. The point is however (well other than the fact that actually being in the line of work I’m in those pesky boring technical details are actually not boring to me) (that is but for the fact they keep happening) (and I’m going to stop digressing and get on with whatever point I was trying to make) (what was that again?) – Point is – I’M breaking my neck (not literally mind – apart from Guvs almost causing me to topple over the railing in main engineering – but that’s a different rant) I’m breaking my neck to fix the problem yet MR PRECIOUS Deron, Mr I am oh so logical, is the whole time tossing my work out the airlock by countering my calibrations by computing his own. Grrr.

See this is the kind of thing I can’t mention in my official log. It would hardly seem professional to undermine his experience because of course my work cancelled out HIS efforts and I being the newbie ought to have deferred to his wisdom and sought his approval for any work I thought to carry out. Who knew the chain of command could be so important on a relay station with three people.

I swear, he must have swallowed a Vulcan for breakfast! Nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh. That’s all he ever does. Complain and complain and list issues to be fixed and procedures to be followed. Like, I kinda thought that maybe working in isolation in a small team environment would afford a relaxed and fun work place. But no, he obviously missed that memorandum! Gees. Honestly, it’s as well that I am so level headed and calm. I’d blow a gasket.

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Actually, that did feel good to get off my chest.

In fairness, Deron’s approach was more methodical and practical and I gleaned a few interesting sub routine processing tricks that will be very useful. It’s just the way he, you know, says the thing. At least Guvs is a whole lot more amenable and friendly and is happy to banter. Although, Guvs is so upbeat and positive I daren’t even try to like complain. She only thinks it means I’ve got a secret thing for Deron. Yeah, a boot up his ass! Only I won’t be keeping it so secret.

Look, I gotta go. We decided to play a chess tournament.

Oh my gawd.

That is like actually the highlight of my day. I’ve actually been looking forward to this. Urgh. I suppose, only forty seven more days until my duty rotation. But who is counting?

And sixteen hours forty-five minutes.

What? Oh, yeah. I’m coming, just finishing this up. Gotta go loggy. Catch you tomorrow.

Dear Ship’s Log … #1(b)

Blog Prompt #15

Damned stupid, idiotic, infernal, damnable, stupid. Like SERIOUSLY! What is the purpose of anti-dust measures if they break down. And get this. Get THIS. The why of why it broke down? Yes, you got it, you guessed it – DUST.

I-I-I-I-I mean – just – just – there are no words.

None.

Absolutely, none. None whatsoever.

Sorry log, but I can only shout at the stupid broken machine and kick it oh so many times before even I get tired of that. Anyway. I’m off to get drunk.

Well slightly, regulation prescribed and limited slightly buzzed. Yeah! Yes, that was sarcastic! Fuck this for shit…

Dear Ship’s Log… #1

Blog Prompt #15: Blog as a Character

Dear Ship’s Log:

Ok, so that’s lame. But… well (for the sake of the record dear ship’s log, I just shrugged my shoulders) anyway, I just don’t know how this is supposed to go. Cos honestly, I don’t know what I am at with this whole keep a log thing but I’m going to give this a go cos you know people with pips on their collars have told me to do so and the head doc says it is a good thing to do too.

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Ok, lemme try this again. Hi there, (whoever is listening to this – I can’t really imagine why anyone would be – I suppose the point is not that anyone IS listening, rather that I am doing the talking), so hi there again. Look here’s the jist of it. The doctor, the real doctor and not just the stupid head doctor person they made me talk to, said this was actually a good idea – that it would be carthatic – no that’s cathartic – get it right. Basically, it would be good for me. You know, the whole talk about your feelings, don’t bottle them up lest you go crazy and  kill everyone on the station.

I say station, it really isn’t a station. Not a station as in how you ever envisioned a station would be like when you – and by you – I mean me/I -was at the Academy. Okay, so my stint at the Kennel prepared me a little more for the reality of it but now that I have to actually pull a duty stint here and reality is hitting home – well shit man – this is like, like, like no station. It isn’t a station. Not even technically. It’s a relay station. A simple subspace marker. A communication and monitoring station. Basically, a glorified radar station. I read up on those after hearing it referred to as much. And stuck out here on this hulk of metal, trust me, I’ve got lots of reading time.

Yes, you guessed it, I started reading up on subjects as radar because I have gone through dozens of books already and now I’m fed up of fiction and want to read something different but technical manuals only hold so much interest, y’know what I mean? And that’s coming from me? I thought I was a bit a tech geek – but nuh huh – turns out, life stuck aboard a great big transistor relay station can really suck the joy out of any tech geek love you might have.

Anyway, they recommended we do these little logs to help with the isolation. And I’ve eventually caved to that mumbo jumbo and decided to do it. However, I didn’t quite like the idea of a visual picture of myself so that’s why you’re getting this audio only dear log. So… well what to talk about? Huh. Hell if I know.

One thing however. I mean what the fuck is up with this shit. I’m sitting on one of the most sophisticated communication devices in the sector, a vital lynchpin in the sector’s communication network and I can’t communicate with home? I can only send priority calls, updates and filed packets. Apparently it is a security risk to do otherwise. Go figure. Well actually, I can go figure. That’s partly my expertise. And yes, I’ve gone and figured out a dozen ways to breach the security of the network or the relay itself in my time here. So … I suppose maybe they have a point about that. Hmmm… maybe I shouldn’t actually discuss such security breaches on any kind of recorded transmission? That would look bad in a court-martial not to mention be a security breach in and of itself. Then again, who is listening to this? Ha!

Damn! What’s that? Another alert. Don’t be alarmed log. These happen all – I mean ALL – of the time. Alert is really, completely and utterly, the wrong description for it. Just another errant particle, or a kaput relay node, or a dust ball, or a failure of the anti-dust measures, or … well you get the point.

I’m gonna sign off for now. Catch you later, unless something more interesting opens up on my itinerary for this evening. I rather imagine I should have some lint to pick from my belly button, so you know, there’s that.

Bye for now. Catch you laters.

Attaining Villainy and Complexity

A response to Blog Prompt #6 – Writing Complex Evil Characters

Villains. Hmmm. I’m a bit like TemplarSora in that my current stories do not have actual villains per say. That is to say, they don’t have revealed villains or developed villains. That said, it’s an interesting topic and one I do plan on returning in a different guise. Certainly, I don’t think that as yet, my published stories feature complex evil characters. Here’s hoping future stories will indeed pay off in this respect.

The obvious danger with undeveloped evil characters is their perception to cartoon villainthe readers. They come off as mere cartoon villains with no real motivation and no real characterisation of the villain. Villains in and of themselves can be some of the best and most fascinating characters to write. Yet I think they work best when they challenge our heroes, challenge their perceptions, challenge their morality and make them make decisions they wouldn’t otherwise make.

Are villains a key ingredient to a story? No. Not to my mind. Our characters need some sort of catalyst. Sometimes that is a situation or it is an antagonist. However, I wouldn’t limit the term antagonist to merely a villain. The term is wider and deeper than that limited subscription to the term.

How do I write villains with shades of grey? Or how grey is that shading? Well, truthfully, I find most of my characters have shades to them and a great number of them see shades of grey in others. So, I don’t limit the grey shades to the villains. Ok, so I’m the author and I have an inner eye to my characters some of whom I know can appear at first glance as though they are caricatures but if you read into a great number of them of my characters you’ll see there’s a lot more going on.

Some are more obvious. Caitlyn Ryan and Cyste Ryaenn are survivors of a Cardassian prisoner camp. In order to escape, they committed some fairly brutal acts and are of course blighted by the horrors they’ve seen and so when it comes to dealing with Cardassians they are obviously prejudiced.

Others less obvious. Tabatha Chase seems all flirt, adventure and action but she’s a rather mercenary character and given her civilian status she has no Starfleet oath or code of ethics by which to conduct her business. Chase walks a tight rope that means she isn’t exactly squeaky clean. Just how soiled her business hands are will be part of the fun of exploring the character and her world.

I rather imagine that in most of my stories, the characters are themselves the conflict and they don’t have a particular outside enemy character to contend with by and large. Of course, as certain stories develop that is going to change but as it stands I’m enjoying the conflict between characters and the situations they end up facing.

The stories I’ve enjoyed most reading and writing have been those that have featured complex moral situations that confuse the moral compasses and decision making processes of the characters. My Accipiter story ‘Buried History’ dealt with a rather complex sociopolitical situation on a planet that pitted the crew at odds with one another and then the Dominion showed up to mix things up even more. Despite that, the story had no singular villainous characters by and large. There were instances though of a number of main characters who acted more as antagonists in the story. Dr Donna Fichtner for example, got involved in a revolution movement and their cause and wanted Starfleet to side with them threatening a delicate political situation by her actions.

Do my stories feature villains as par the course? No. Do my stories have antagonists? Heck yes. However, I think a further discussion of some of them can wait for another time when some of the said stories will have more published materials. For now, I’m going to have a look at a few iconic popular villains in general before I look to my villain in Kestrel.

best-villainsLet’s take the villains shown above and consider they pulp villains. Darth Vader appears readily on villain top tens because he’s just so bad. I myself, have always been rather underwhelmed by him as a character honestly – though in fairness he does have the best villain voice. However, when we learn of his rise and fall to villainy I actually can relate to the character more. The fact he gets introduced in the prequels as a little kid is astounding given the end point’s legacy. The story of his descent is fascinating in premise if not in my opinion execution.

Like Vader suffers from the ‘Oh, he’s so evil’ title established from the get go. Voldemort – He who shall not be named – in the Potter books/films is likewise presented from the very beginning as this. With a name so evil it daren’t even be mentioned is pretty damning out of the gate as is the opening act of trying to kill a baby. Props for being so evil he’ll hurt even a baby then, eh. However, we follow the story of the hero and along the way learn more about Voldemort and about his path to assuming immortality and amassing mighty power. Learning more about the villain’s background can be effective to understand their motivations but it can also have the effect of normalising the villain too.

With Magneto, we learn he’s born out of the concentration camps of WWII. That’s a dark place in the first instance for anyone but when his powers manifest, Magneto has seen the very worst of humanity – so no wonder he sees no hope for them and sees himself as outside humanity, he is not human and he embraces that. As a villain then, that makes him very chilling because it means he doesn’t have the same rationale to apply. However, what makes Magneto an ever more fascinating villain is his prior friendship and connection to Picard – I mean – Charles Xavier. The fact that the two friends end up on polar ends, battling each other as much as battling the forces that threaten their mutant existence is one of the most genius brushstrokes. It makes things so much more complex and muddies the water for all concerned.

Then in direct contrast, we have The Joker, I’m thinking in particular here that as presented in The Dark Knight. The Joker is given no background, no motivation for why he does what he does, why he wears the make up, why he is so focused on Batman, or why for a man who is an anarchist he makes so many elaborate plans? The film played with this by revealing some backstory from the Joker himself as to how he got his scars, only he tells conflicting stories and we don’t know what to believe. Despite not knowing his motivation, or learning more about his character, we are enthralled by the character because of what he does, how he does it, and how he challenges Batman and the people of Gotham.

Kestrel – Hunting Grounds is the closest to having the conventional villain in the person of T’Hos Likk. In many ways, T’Hos doesn’t work too well as a captivating villainous character because he is mostly off-screen to the story and his rare appearances to date have all been rather flat and two dimensional. He’s been compared to a Bond villain for such reasons. This is not a bad thing altogether. T’Hos is but a mere catalyst for McGregor and the crew of the Kestrel to be out on patrol chasing him down.VillainBond

However, by story’s end, the Kestrel will have come face to face with T’Hos at which point I’m hoping people will see how bad a guy he truly is. At that juncture, his acts, his counterpoints to McGregor, the plans T’Hos will hatch and the lengths he will go to in order to stop McGregor, will justify him in the ranks of bad guy. In-universe, we have seen already that T’Hos went to some lengths to break station security to board the Kestrel at rest and infect the ship with a deadly toxin. It was some means to go to in order to make McGregor suffer. Especially given said toxin could have earned him a pretty penny.

What are T’Hos’ motivations beyond that? Well T’Hos is a pirate in the Orion Syndicate vein of piracy. He’s involved in all manner of dark trading, largely based on people trafficking and slavery. During the course of the story we see some impact of such slavery trade and we visit a number of squalid worlds where people like Likk and the Syndicate rule over them and we see that on the border the bright utopian vision of the Federation is but a dream. Given that we see such sights and suffering, T’Hos as villain isn’t so much his person as what he perpetuates and profits from.

T’Hos is greedy and ambitious and very dangerous. This is a figure willing to take on the Orion SyndicateKestrel Hunting Grounds with ship overlay and take a slice of their action. His ambitions include creating a piracy network to rival that of the Syndicate’s. One part of that plan is to actively seek out McGregor and his crew and destroy them. In part, Likk’s plan is to satisfy his own lust for revenge and satisfy a kin blood feud. It is also a statement to the Border Patrol Service, to the Orion Syndicate and to the people living in the sector McGregor patrols that T’Hos does not see McGregor or the Border Patrol as an authority, as untouchable, and that Likk’s own power and might will not be tested. It is vanity of vanities in many ways, but no different to any businessperson with grand schemes and ambitions making the bold decisions that pay off and make them millions. Perhaps in the context of T’Hos’ piracy world it makes sense. Likk has to gamble big in order to win big, otherwise either the Border Patrol or the Orion Syndicate is going to take him down.

The real threat that T’Hos poses however lies in the fact he has a potential mole onboard the Kestrel and the fact that he is baiting McGregor into a confrontation. T’Hos believes he knows McGregor and his weaknesses. Likk imagines that he can best McGregor in his schemes and so cement his position in the criminal underworld. The threat of the mole onboard has caused some trouble, straining the command team and the trust of the senior officers.  Additionally, McGregor’s first officer, Molly Cartwright, is fearful that Likk has successfully baited McGregor and that McGregor may be blinded by revenge and or pride so as to not see reason and know when to call a halt to the hunt.

At the outset of writing the story, this was always the core threat to the story. McGregor might be his own worst enemy. Would the captain be so driven in his quest moby-dickthat he might doom his entire crew? Early on, McGregor was compared to a number of things. One particular that struck me was a comparison to Ahab. SLWaker herself made this comparison but has reviewed that comparison since. Yet, despite her reviewing of that position, Steff did strike a certain chord in regards to McGregor, especially at first glance. He is very driven. He is fairly vain and egotistical too. He cares about his ship and his people and they were all attacked by T’Hos when they were supposed to be in safe harbours. This then, is perhaps enough to blind McGregor.

Whether it is or isn’t you’ll have to keep reading to find out (and I have to keep writing it too) but it remains that those closest to him like Molly begin to increasingly believe McGregor may no longer be making the best choices for the sake of the ship. By story’s end, McGregor and the crew are going to be challenged and some tough calls are going to be made. Characters will be challenged by their choices, betray or lose their beliefs, their trust, and their friends and comrades.

Sometimes, the villains and the heroes are within.