Okay, I guess I'm doing this. I tried to put in a word count of 30,000 - 50,000, but then it said "the word count of 3000050000 is too high!" Oops. Considered averaging it, but I'm going for 50,000. Third time's a charm?
This will change in the end, but the working title is
The Deyla Branch. It's been an on-and-mostly-off project for a few years. I've only written a little bit, which I'll exclude from the count. I have a pretty map I've worked on in the past, and I think I'll put some more effort into it and post it up before July 1st. Otherwise, here's a revision of a summary I wrote a while back (Ygrere is a placeholder name, please ignore):
The resource crisis has taken its toll upon the world and its people. Once a proud and united commonwealth of prosperous city-states, now the lands of Ygrere are rife with distrust that threatens centuries of peace and cooperation, its people displaced and discontent. Katelynn, a young and practicing engineer, has her eyes on an elusive and prestigious appointment to a council of academics renowned for their body of work and research. Armed with a small fortune and a heart swollen with pride, Katelynn's clever attempts to earn a vote of confidence lead her into the midst of a class war, as the ruling body of the great city-state of Empheria moves to withdraw support from its outlying districts. Caught under the tide of civil unrest, Katelynn is left to understand the struggles of society, or drown in its turmoil.
Shorter, punchier version:
The Deyla are dying. Society, which leaned upon these ancient titans for prosperity and innovation, is now faced with a crisis growing in magnitude with each passing day. Centuries of cooperation are cast aside, neighbors turn inward in an attempt at self-preservation, and a young, one-legged engineer battles with her pride to accept that people other than herself have problems of their own.
It's a light steampunk, light fantasy hybrid. I'm kind of worried since I'm breaking the "write about what you know" rule, but it's too far gone at this point.
Project made (I think?), and
I'm a camper. Or something. Also, funny story. I complained to Kiyoko that someone had already registered Luxaria. I then realized that someone was me.