It all started so well. A couple of years ago I discovered a fascinating planet called Gloth, and I then went off happily writing about its people and their oddball antics. In fact, so full of enthusiasm and ideas that I just couldn’t stop myself at one book. I did get a little over eager though and ended up writing the second story first and then having to call my next book a prequel instead of the more rational way of writing, which would have been to write the first story first and then write the sequel.
Anyway, forgetting this little order of events problem, I decided in my wisdom that I should go for broke and complete a trilogy. Well, I was two thirds of the way there, so hey, I was only a stone’s throw away from completion. As I started on my third Glothic tale, I did make one very sound decision. This one would be a sequel to the other two books, and it would also bring closure to my long tale about that sad and sorry lot; The Erdeans.
However, now nearly two years later this last tale is giving me a very hard time indeed. For some peculiar reason, the main character refuses to bow to my pen (well, keyboard I suppose) and behave. He is supposed to be, as have been the previous main characters in the first two books, a little ‘off the planet‘. But no matter how hard I try, he comes across as rational and disappointingly, rather clever.
So for those who await the final Glothic chapter, I’m sorry. It may be some time yet.
However, in the meantime, here’s a little taste of what is to come with a snippet from the yet far from completed foreword. As for the rest and the end to my trilogy trials and tribulations, well who knows. Maybe one day.
Once Upon A Long Time Ago
Time is an odd concept that can become a bit bendy, stretchy, twisty, slippery and wobbly, which gives those who play with atomic clocks or plan inter-planetary luxury class travel the real heebie jeebies. It’s all very well when you are standing still in one stable and steady place, but as soon as you move you’re in real time trouble.
For those stuck in one place, country or planet, there are small complexities such as time zones, which are pretty easy to calculate if you can divide everywhere you are stuck upon into little chunks of distance and time. However one odd little planet dreamt up a very strange time concept they called daylight saving. For some reason, the planet Erde decided it could take away a unit of night time and add it to day time and give everyone extra long warm evenings to enjoy. There was a lot of arguing about the practicalities of this innovation and while most accepted the change, even given the fact of knowing it was a whole pile of hogwash, other Erdeans were particularly concerned about the fact that their curtains were fading, their children were getting sunburnt and their dairy cows were getting awfully confused.
In other places however, there were much more important time issues to consider. When one runs twelve entire sun systems, time control can be a nightmare. With tricky time factors such as warping, twisting, wormholes, black holes and light years, regulating time needed extra specialist attention. Oddly enough it was an Erdean who solved the issue for the Glothic Empire – the empire in charge of the aforementioned twelve sun systems. As time equals money in most civilisations, controlling it was an absolute economic necessity.
Pope Gregory the Thirteenth, a churchy sort of fellow from the planet Erde, or December the Tenth, Supreme Potentate of the Twelve Sun Systems of Gloth as he became known later in life, took it upon himself to solve the problem once and for all. He simply applied his very own Gregorian calendar to the entire twelve sun systems and that was the end of the argument. People with some inside knowledge knew that it was in fact a gentleman named Christopher Clavius who had really done all the hard work on developing this calendar and time concept, but Gregory took it as his own. Although a brilliantly simple solution, the use of the Gregorian calendar complete with its twenty-four hour day and seven day week did cause a few problems in certain sun systems and particularly on a number of outer planets and moons. Namely that the periods of light and dark that usually defined a day, got all mixed up after applying the rather inapt twenty-four hour day and led to a lot of concern about wear and tear fading of curtains, burnt children and very confused nasty nocturnal creatures. On some planets it had the bizarre effect of extending people’s lives by such an inordinate amount of time that cemeteries were lying idle and undertakers being sent bankrupt due to the fact that people stopped dying at an appropriate age and went on to live for literally thousands of years – or more.
Although some of these unforeseen side effects were brought to Gregory’s attention, he decided in his wisdom to ignore them completely as he was in charge of everything and it was his calendar – end of discussion. As his lineage would become the Gregorian Royal Family of Gloth and rule for thousands of years, there was little anyone could do about it.