My, I'm just a blogging fool this morning! What is it about Saturdays? I did do some writing, and was pleased with the result, although it took me half an hour to get started.
One thing I accomplished was to finally come up with a succinct description of my imaginary people. I also have decided to change the tone of the book a little. This work is just too darn serious! It needs a little subtle humor to lighten the mood. (My all-time favorite opening of a book is, "In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.")
So, here's my paragraph:
The captain, the lieutenant, and their people were of a race called the Hanorja, who dwelled in the land between the Dagger Mountains and the Cobalt Sea. A male hanor was called a haman, and a female, a hawin. They were shorter and slighter than humans, less magical than elves, and not in the least like dwarves. For one thing, the hamen had no beards, and for another, they loathed being underground. Although fond of speculation as to their kinship with other races, all they knew for sure was that they were Hanorja, and that their ancestors had come over the mountains in ages past.