I have working titles for the trilogy of novels at the end of the GreenSky series! They’re provisionally titled Rebellion, Revolution, and Reformation. Yes, faintly cliché, but they’ll do for working titles.
I’m still struggling with what to call the series. The first ten novellas are “Green Sky” to me, and I’m distinguishing the novels from that in my head…but then they are still part of that world and series. Maybe I’ll just start referring to them as “The Trilogy”…ok, that’s cliché, maybe “The Novels”…or just start referring to them as the “R’s”!
Anyway. They are going to be epic! (Although still written in my usual character-driven way). To give you an idea of the big themes, I’ve got solar panels, women’s rights, the use of magic, anatomy, fingerprinting and blood tracing, electromagnets, tunnels, printing press, jet engines, classification sytems, voting, music recordings, diseases, epic poetry, capital punishment, aluminium, crop-growing, slavery, welding, trial by jury, telephones, pay equality, long-distance learning…
I’m changing my world.
“They are the quiet Mages,” Tomo said into the silence. “They are the ones who were never tested at birth, or who developed their powers later. They are the ones with the affinity for water and wind, the ones who know where the fertile land is, the ones who can sense the rockfall and seam of ore. They are the ones who do not pay the Council their tithe, because often they do not realise they have a talent. They are the ones who have come into their magic without being seized from their homes, lectured into frustration, driven to the edge of madness by teachers who do not understand their gifts.”
The room was starting to fill with noise. Tomo’s voice didn’t raise, but seemed to gain a more piercing quality, a richness that leant it depth and cut through the chatter.
“They are the practical Mages, the working Mages. They are the ones who use their talent for their work, in their day-to-day lives, for the good of their families and communities. They are the ones that do – not – need – us. And they, these quiet Mages, are the ones that I admire.”
People were jumping to their feet, and the noise was swelling. But Tomo, at the front of the room, raised his own voice to deliver his final lines.
“They are the quiet Mages. But they will be silent no longer.”