AKA, How pumped I am for NaNoWriMo.
Also AKA, why I absolutely love gnomes.
Simply put, it all comes down to two words: steam and punk. Whether you love it or hate it, you can’t deny the potential of an imaginative mind’s fantastic extrapolation of Victorian era technology into wondrous techno-worlds of automatons, weaponry, and flying machines that span the spectrum of form and function that rivals that of the living avians that they so eloquently mimic.
And whether such technology is depicted in the setting of the Victorian era itself, or in a fantasy world such as Azeroth, the mythos behind the “if we can think it, we can build it” is what draws intellectuals and aesthetics towards the genre from all different literary backgrounds. In the world of warcraft, this ideology is represented by the eccentricity of the Gnomes and Goblins that populate their respective cities, whether it be the quaint district of Tinker Town, or the bustling yet understated mechano-tropolis of Undermine.
And as Elnia creatively puts it, the World of Warcraft is indeed an imagination vacation, with its viewtastic vistas, a literal splooge of scenery porn. For me, the hub that causes said eyegasms would have to be Toshley’s Station, juxtopoxed against the setting sun over the geological jutts of the Blade’s Edge Mountains.
Gnomish love aside, if I want to write them well in my work-in-progress Gnomeregan project, I would have to do my research and find out what makes steampunk tick (clockpunk aside, no pun intended).
Thus, during my lunch break today, I headed to the Chapters down the street and picked up two awesome steampunk anthologies, Steampunk and Extraordinary Engines. This, combined with the gnomish lore provided by the RPG books, will provide me with reference material with which to describe the world in which this race lived.
Gnomes are a lot more hit-or-miss with regards to audience appreciation than the genre that they are aesthetically associated with. This is especially true for Horde supporters, and the Taurens that so characteristically want to punt them. It is my aim, therefore, to evoke a sense of appreciation for this group through a hopefully gripping tale of perseverance through the loss of their proud techno-world.
Will I be successful? Only time will tell.