NaNoWriMo Day 7: 1700 words (13520)

This was a hard one again. All 1700 words in one burst. I find this much more doable if I break it into bits, but a visit from my parents has intervened.

I wrote a lot of crunchy exposition today, including defining a geographic naming convention that refuses to use either First Nations or colonial place names. It’s clumsy and pretentious, which is perfect.

Enjoy the excerpt.


She was passing through Belmet, admiring the shining glass monument to human progress that housed its citizens, when curiosity began to take hold of her. She opened bundle, and looked inside. She had no desire to look a the clothing she would have to wear, and still had no idea of the significance of the metal tokens, but she opened the information booklet and thumbed through absently. She skipped the parts about outsider culture and linguistic peculiarities, and couldn’t bring herself to read the in-depth brief that made up roughly half the booklet.

That left the introduction.

“Metvan, and the rest of the NNWNW Hub lies within territory of the Sovereigns indigenous to this land. While the Metropolitan has a positive and mutually beneficial tenant relationship with the Sovereigns, the settler-descendants in this area continue to live in a colonial relationship without a formal land occupancy settlement.

“The settler-descendants live as citizens of a loosely constituted bio-regional, social, and cultural state known as Cascadia. It is named for the colonial name of the mountains that form the nouth-south spine of NNWNW — the Cascades. Cascadians are extremely proud of the natural beuty and diversity of the land they occupy — perversely so, because of the destructive and disrespectful practices that dominate their way of life.

“Cascadia is a nation of extractive land exploitation. Most Cascadians are primary producers in some capacity — managers of grazing animals, orchardists, loggers, farmers, and fishers. These producers stubbornly cling to antiquated and wasteful methods for producing the means of life for its residents. Matter looms are unknown, gene-vats are feared and disdained, even electricity is frowned upon. Cascadia is truly a culture of fetishists of the past.

“If a Metropolitan Citizen visiting Cascadia can be reassured on any point, it’s that Cascadians are an accepting people, and that there is relatively little human-to-human violence in daily Cascadian life. Human-to-animal and human-to-ecosystem violence is, however, the lifeblood of the Cascadian way of life. In their rejection of Looms, Cascadians are forced to rely on wild-wood, earth-sprung fruits and vegetables, and live-born meat.”

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