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My advice: make all the extra material into another book. I'm having to do that with mine. What started out as four books is developing into plans for almost thirty. Ask yourself this: what part does the reader need to know? What is crucial to their understanding of how it all works? I have discovered that the best way to give out that type of information is by having your characters tell each other about it. Bring in a character who doesn't know about that information, and have another character tell him about it, giving him a really short summary. I'll paste an example of what I did to get that information in one of my stories:
“There’s much in this life that is hard, Richard,” the older man reproved. “You can’t run away from it all!” Richard rolled his eyes in disagreement as he sat down next to his instructor on a bench hung on the wall. “I have to tell you,” Spartos began, “How much I have enjoyed working with you boys. Even with as much of a trial as you’ve sometimes been,” he gave Richard a look, “I find that I have really missed that sort of fellowship.”
The pupil stopped short in adjusting his sleeves. “I never knew you were a family man, Spartos!” He cocked his head to the side in bewilderment.
Spartos’s muscles relaxed, his eyes taking on that glazed-over, distant look, the only thing that could ever travel back through time. “I was once.”
“That must have been very long ago, then,” Richard commented.
“No, there is still one who lives, that I know of,” Spartos said. Richard leaned against the wall, sensing a story coming. “I was the Premier, or leader, of what were called the Black Guards––”
Richard broke in, “The military officers who were trained even as we are?”
Spartos smiled wanly. “Yes, they were trained in the art of the Cryston. They were very adept at it, also. An adeptness which I feel shall never again be had in such knowledge. Anyways, it was a group designed for training in defense of oneself against the evil which was steadily becoming rampant throughout the galaxy at the time. What I and my friends didn’t know was how far such evil had been instilled in our numbers.
“When some of our number began persecuting the Giants, I, being the leader, spoke out against such actions, as the Giants had been our ancestor’s greatest supporters and had helped to establish them in the galaxy. Nearly the entire body rose up, denounced me and seven faithful comrades as Environmentalist Rebels, and outlawed us. My nephew, upon my being deposed, was placed in the leadership.
“My friends were found and destroyed one by one, but somehow I evaded capture. Among my supporters was my brother, the father of the new Premier. Enough was his sympathy for my cause that he was regarded as a threat to his son’s authority. The father mysteriously disappeared soon after sheltering me on one occasion, and it was rumored that the deed was ordered by the Premier.
“My nephew had sworn to find and destroy me, as he was not content until all who dared to oppose his power were gone. He eventually caught up with me in my travels, and we had a confrontation. He had the same weakness as you. With the identical stroke, I believe. I couldn’t bring myself to kill him, and merely bereft him of his right hand. You know the rest of the story, and by now, should be able to guess who the man is.”
Richard stared, dumbfounded. “Scorpio Calsandre is your nephew,” he murmured dazedly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That story actually will be contained in at least one entire book, called Guardian. So to wrap up, there are ways to do it. Give your reader the background, but leave the details for another time when you have more space. As a tip, ask yourself: "Am I out to write a history textbook, or a story?"
_________________ Life is like an hourglass. There is only so much sand that it can hold. All glasses must run out of sand at some point. And thus has mine. And so must our time come--whether we wish for it, or not. -Placidus, A Star Called Dragon
Christianity isn't about brow-beating people into your religion. Christianity is about knowing that there's a God, no, rather, a Father up there who cares. A Father who really cares about you and is ready to lift you up when you need it. Christianity is about radiating that love into the darkness that fills the world today. And that's the most powerful witness you could ever give. -- Jacques
Check out what's going on in the Saga 'The Forges of Nebuthos' at my blog: http://forgesparks.blogspot.com
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