I’ve been working on the first Seagull Rebellion edit. Because it is a first revision, much could change, but I’ve been wanting to post a snippet on this site, so, here it is, introducing my protagonist, Maralin.
Maralin had a supporting role in the first book of the Antediluvian Adventures series, but is the main character in this, the second book. She is also in book four of the series.
In her now-ragged dress – the cloak was long gone – and village-made elk leather boots, she looked like a beggar – something rarely seen in Valeka, which was a very prosperous city.
Maralin’s usually pretty long light brown hair was a mess, even though Liali had tried to help her with it, and her cheeks were streaked with sweat as she ran down city streets. She smelled of fish.
Everywhere she went people stared at her, but Maralin pretended to be unaware of how bad she looked. She ran to get past them. There was nothing she could do to fix herself up until she got back to her apartment. It was pointless to give it much thought.
Eventually she had to slow to a walk as she made her way through Valeka. At times tired and overheated, she sat on a doorstep or asked a shop owner for water. In her pocket she carried bread, berries, and cheese that Liali had given her that morning. She nibbled on them frequently, trying to stay energized.
Once she regained her strength she continued her trek through the city streets, ever-onward, toward the hills. She reached the apartment house just as the sun set, and walked in the front door.
“Oh my dear!” Jianna Li said when Maralin appeared. “Oh my dear! Where have you been? Your father was horrified when you left.”
“I’ve been through the woods and back.” Maralin didn’t want to reveal too much of her story. “Where’s father?”
“He’s not here anymore, dear,” the old housekeeper said. “Oh my dear! I’m sorry – he left days ago.”
Maralin is a very independent girl – age 13 in this book. As the series progresses, she ages. In the last book she’s about 15 or 16 years old.
She comes from the inland city of Halekalo, but during The Seagull Rebellion she’s living with her father in another city, Valeka.
Valeka is a large city on the coast. At the time I wrote this novel, I envisioned this being on the site of what we now call San Francisco.
These novels take place in a very ancient civilization, which vanished from the face of the earth long before we were born. I’ve always been fascinated by ancient archeology, especially the kind of Forbidden Archeology Michael J. Cremo writes about. He found that many extremely ancient man-made artifacts have been found in unlikely places, for example, inside ancient rocks.
I’m surprised the price on that book has come down so much. When I first saw it – the book was more than sixty dollars and was wrapped in plastic so I couldn’t browse through it. That was at a Barnes & Noble bookstore in Concord, CA way back about 1995.
At the time I wrote the novels I didn’t know what the country they were in should be called. I really didn’t even think about place names except for the cities and the village of Irohila. Later I considered that the ancient land could have been something like the continent of Mu, because little is known about it.
My vision for the time and location was that this took place in a land so ancient, all records of it have been lost over time. Sounds like Mu to me. With a California twist. I was born and lived most of my life in California, so I wanted to write about topography I was familiar with.