For those of you who don't really know, I wrote a western fantasy novel for National Novel Writing Month called Boot Hill. 50,000 words of it, anyway. For those who are interested, I have provided a synopsis for the masses.
Boot Hill: A common name for the burial grounds of gunfighters, or those who "died with their boots on."
Welcome to Corulin, a country where magic has dissipated, the monarchy's hold is loosening and turmoil has sprouted amid its civilians. Among them is Lindsay, a talented doctor who has inexplicably ceased to age as a young adult. Rumors that the once free-flowing but ominous magic is within Lindsay's bones all but casts him from the city he was raised and into the Splinters, a place where lawlessness abounds and gunslingers and thieves control the already stagnant economy.
Under the guise of a traveling doctor, Lindsay searches for answers, though with few results. On a train to his next destination, however, Lindsay finds himself face-to-face with a trigger-happy gunman by the name of Finch, who seems to know more about the doctor than he's willing to let on. Both curious and petrified, Lindsay seeks to learn the truth from the gunslinger--at all costs.I'm pretty happy with that synopsis as of now. You may or may not be wondering what "costs" Lindsay goes through to find out about his 'illness' but you can use your imagination for the time being :D
As a side note, gunslinger Finch is incredibly sexy.
More to come: A tiny snippet from chapter one.
