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I owe you all two apologies.
Apology the first: I have been remiss in my updating duties for about three weeks now. It's been a mixture of illness, a houseguest, and that most pernicious thing, "real life". Plus, I just have no idea what to say, because, as the "Grocery List" post probably told you, I assume you don't really want to hear about the minutiae of my writing life, given that there is so little of my actual writing circulating in the world at large. But regardless of any shield I might try to hide behind, I have slipped up on my update schedule, and sporadic micro-updates do not make up for that. So, I'm sorry.
Apology the second: I delved into a dangerous lack of irony, by posting a rant about how famous people can get away with posts full of links and very brief posts, and then had a gap in posting that featured only...a very brief post with a link in it. I'm sorry, I promise that the next time I do this it will be a deliberate parody.
So, the only thing I have to say here, is to tell you What I Am Working On.
The answer to that is all at once simple and complicated. I have a manuscript in the pipeline at Permuted Press right now, though a backlog has left their poor editor a bit swamped, so I won't be surprised if it's a while before I can either exult or gripe. I have another manuscript I'm currently tossing around in the backwoods of my mind, which is (a) for the Apex Digest Halloween contest and (b) very short. I try to write a story every Halloween, and given that this Halloween I'll be at a wedding I'm proud to be getting it out early, so I can polish it. Expect to see it online here if Apex doesn't pick it up.
Speaking of things no-one picked up, I expect you'll be seeing "Alpha and Omega" here very soon, since Weird Tales decided they were sans love. I'll let you know when it goes up in the Selected Writings section. Really, more than anything, this is my note to ensure I don't get lazy and pretend I've forgotten how to write Web code...
My big projects, as of now, are Done with Mirrors and Eyes of Stone.
The former is as edited as I can get it by myself, and is currently under scrutiny by one of my trusty Frontline Editors cum Best Friends who has kindly agreed to help me; the bigger issue there is my plot synopsis, which I simply cannot wrestle into any configuration I like. I'll spare you the rant about synopses; that's a post in and of itself.
Eyes of Stone, for those playing along at home, was called Ether Street until early this year, and I'm currently passing the time I probably should be spending on Done with Mirrors editing and retooling it. I don't want to betray too many trade secrets, but I will say this: when an author says "retooling", in my experience it means that the story had some core level of total, unrepentant suck, and they had to go at the story with a heated knife and a bone-saw to pull it out. It's a visceral, gory, and often painful process, and there will be at least one point at which the author Gave Up. There. There's your peek behind the authorial curtain for today.
My favorite thing about the writing I've been doing of late is revisiting memories for scenes. It's an enjoyable experience to dive back into a place or an event and try to soak up the vibe there and find a way to translate it into nothing but words. It makes me realize that my life has been more limited in scope than I'd like, but all at once much richer than many others. I think my next major expenditure in life is going to be to go somewhere very new for me--a trip to somewhere in the eastern part of the United States, maybe, for starters, since I've visited there very seldom, or perhaps a trip up to Canada if I start feeling rich.
And I'm afraid, as banal as this has been, this post has to be an experiment in people being curious about my writing life, because I honestly have very little else coherent to say. I am still full of illness and medicine, which are the enemies of writing to anyone who doesn't describe their writing with multiple instances of the prefix "post". I will endeavor to update more interestingly later this week, but for now, I bid you adieu. Adieu.
Apology the first: I have been remiss in my updating duties for about three weeks now. It's been a mixture of illness, a houseguest, and that most pernicious thing, "real life". Plus, I just have no idea what to say, because, as the "Grocery List" post probably told you, I assume you don't really want to hear about the minutiae of my writing life, given that there is so little of my actual writing circulating in the world at large. But regardless of any shield I might try to hide behind, I have slipped up on my update schedule, and sporadic micro-updates do not make up for that. So, I'm sorry.
Apology the second: I delved into a dangerous lack of irony, by posting a rant about how famous people can get away with posts full of links and very brief posts, and then had a gap in posting that featured only...a very brief post with a link in it. I'm sorry, I promise that the next time I do this it will be a deliberate parody.
So, the only thing I have to say here, is to tell you What I Am Working On.
The answer to that is all at once simple and complicated. I have a manuscript in the pipeline at Permuted Press right now, though a backlog has left their poor editor a bit swamped, so I won't be surprised if it's a while before I can either exult or gripe. I have another manuscript I'm currently tossing around in the backwoods of my mind, which is (a) for the Apex Digest Halloween contest and (b) very short. I try to write a story every Halloween, and given that this Halloween I'll be at a wedding I'm proud to be getting it out early, so I can polish it. Expect to see it online here if Apex doesn't pick it up.
Speaking of things no-one picked up, I expect you'll be seeing "Alpha and Omega" here very soon, since Weird Tales decided they were sans love. I'll let you know when it goes up in the Selected Writings section. Really, more than anything, this is my note to ensure I don't get lazy and pretend I've forgotten how to write Web code...
My big projects, as of now, are Done with Mirrors and Eyes of Stone.
The former is as edited as I can get it by myself, and is currently under scrutiny by one of my trusty Frontline Editors cum Best Friends who has kindly agreed to help me; the bigger issue there is my plot synopsis, which I simply cannot wrestle into any configuration I like. I'll spare you the rant about synopses; that's a post in and of itself.
Eyes of Stone, for those playing along at home, was called Ether Street until early this year, and I'm currently passing the time I probably should be spending on Done with Mirrors editing and retooling it. I don't want to betray too many trade secrets, but I will say this: when an author says "retooling", in my experience it means that the story had some core level of total, unrepentant suck, and they had to go at the story with a heated knife and a bone-saw to pull it out. It's a visceral, gory, and often painful process, and there will be at least one point at which the author Gave Up. There. There's your peek behind the authorial curtain for today.
My favorite thing about the writing I've been doing of late is revisiting memories for scenes. It's an enjoyable experience to dive back into a place or an event and try to soak up the vibe there and find a way to translate it into nothing but words. It makes me realize that my life has been more limited in scope than I'd like, but all at once much richer than many others. I think my next major expenditure in life is going to be to go somewhere very new for me--a trip to somewhere in the eastern part of the United States, maybe, for starters, since I've visited there very seldom, or perhaps a trip up to Canada if I start feeling rich.
And I'm afraid, as banal as this has been, this post has to be an experiment in people being curious about my writing life, because I honestly have very little else coherent to say. I am still full of illness and medicine, which are the enemies of writing to anyone who doesn't describe their writing with multiple instances of the prefix "post". I will endeavor to update more interestingly later this week, but for now, I bid you adieu. Adieu.
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