Making novels out of hash

Just for the sake of argument, and because I'd thought along these lines before, and because someone reminded me I'd been thinking along these lines, I went through the bloated corpse of my novel, Night Warrior, and cut out everything but the 6th century stuff. New word count: just short of 104k.

And it will be slightly more than that if I decide to smooth it out and make it a stand-alone, maybe another 10k(?), because I've got to write some bridging material because of the time leaps, and I've got to write in a chapter (at least) of late-in-the-book inspirations. So, maybe 115k?

Looks like I've got a goddamned historical fantasy on my hands, folks. And a historical fantasy sequel will have to be written if I decide to do such a foolish thing. Then I can incorporate the 20th c. stuff into a third novel, with more stuff written to good and properly end that timeline. But I probably won't do that unless and until I market this novel and sell it. I'm done with these bloody vampires until someone pays me not to be.

Or unless sufficient time passes and other projects get written for me to forget I ever made this vow.

Oh, and Night Warrior has a new name, courtesy of the lovely and talented merebrillante: The Making Blood.