You know, it’s a strange feeling, not writing 40k. I am a self-confessed Warhammer 40,000 addict. When I was younger I was heavily into building armies, although strangely – and to this day – I have never played a single game. I refused to play a game until I completed my army, but my interest in my army waxed and waned so often that I never ended up having an army to play a game with. As it stands, I am now thirty years of age, and have never once in my sixteen years in the hobby, played a single game. I shock myself with that statement.
Anyway, swerving dangerously back on-topic; The majority of my science-fiction reading has been heavily 40k-oriented. I own every Warhammer 40,000 book ever written, and have preorders for Black Library publications kept constantly up to date about a year in advance.
My first trial at writing came a few years ago, when Black Library still ran their own forum. I commenced work on a novel idea, got through three chapters, before my realisation hit and I got into a “What in the hell was I thinking?” attitude. I promptly stopped. I still have that first work, as I believe the idea was good enough for a novel, but nowhere near ready for me to try writing it.
The Bolthole was born in the reshuffle of things, and I joined again, eager to try my hand at writing once more. I started short story writing, this time picking up on feedback from other members on the forum and getting better with every attempt. I was hooked.
At some point, I was asked by a friend if I would ever consider writing outside of the 40k universe. I believe at the time, my response was in the following order:
- Confusion at the idea of anything being non-40k related coming from me.
- Laughter at the idea of me even attempting to build my own world.
- A casual hand-wave telling the other person to get lost and stop asking silly questions.
And yet, here I am today, staring at an open document with the working title “The Beast Within” (I’m not sure on it. It will probably change), and it has absolutely nothing to do with Warhammer 40,000. How times change…
Sure, it’s still grim-dark and showing humans in strife, but that isn’t necessarily exclusive to Warhammer 40,000, although it is a big part of it (at least in terms of literature). Still, it shocked me just how far things have come in my writing to consider even moving outside of the Warhammer worlds and building my own. When I first thought of this idea for the story, the concept of designing my own world, environment or what have you instantly filled me with dread. Simple things I took for granted, like the currency of the Imperium, or measurements of time, were suddenly in my own grasp and control. It was daunting.
Yet when I sat down to start things off, it came naturally. I didn’t even blink, and before I knew it, I had a world designed in the image I wanted for the story. It barely took me minutes to lay out the basic pieces, and without realising it, I had started laying out the fundamentals of the idea itself. Now this leads me to a couple of conclusions, but I’m not sure which (if any!) are correct:
- I have an untapped skill in world-building, or;
- I was lucky.
Now, I suspect it’s the latter, but I’d like to think perhaps reading about so many other worlds designed by my hero-authors in Warhammer 40,000 has given me the inspiration to create my own. I guess the real test will be if I ever get a full writing gig and am given the chance to try my hand. Time will tell I guess; It’s definitely something that is interesting me more and more, and I find myself going back to material I read years ago, when the style of Black Library writing was more prosaic in terms of describing the terrain and where something was taking place, rather than allowing the user to assume certain things. It’s a refreshing change of pace from the current “rush, rush, rush” of current situations I read about. Part of me misses it.
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