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Writer Report: Hard Part’s Over

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Cold Streets is done.

Well, the first draft is done, anyway. The sequel to Cold Iron (which, as a friendly reminder, you can buy here or here) was born out of a desire to lay a foundation for future, full-length projects. Once I take up the editing hat and really get down to business, it’s my hope to have a workable draft that’s ready for prime time near the end of the year. Then it’s a matter of lining up another breathtaking photo and some fantastic design work for a cover, and maybe, just maybe, it’ll be on the virtual shelves in time for a lovely holiday gift.

That’s kind of a tight deadline, and I need to line up the backing capital for the cover & design work, but we’ll see what happens. I won’t make petty demands of talented people. I know how that goes when I’m on the receiving end of it.

Once I get test readers tearing Cold Streets apart, it’ll be time to try something new. Godslayer has been rather neglected recently because of the demands of my schedule and everything else going on, and it’s past time I put together an outline for that, and perhaps a character/world-building bible. I’ve thought about picking up Scrivener to make organizing and reorganizing things easier, but we’ll have to see if the budget can accommodate that. And then there’s the matter of Morgan and Seth. I’m not done with them and their near-future slightly-screwy Philadelphia just yet. I have one more novella planned, Cold Light, to round out what I’ll be calling the Lighthouse Foundation trilogy. And as I said, from there it’s on to longer, more substantial works in that world.

One Day More

Writing, like any skill, needs to be practiced in order to maintain a certain level of competence. The nibs of pens and points of pencils must be sharpened. For me, writing flash fiction every week is how I got about doing that. Having to come up with a thousand words with a simple prompt keeps me on the edge. But after a rather hectic weekend, I find myself needing one more day to put everything together. Which is why I don’t do it competitively.

I know there are some weekly flash fiction contests out there that yield bragging rights if nothing else. But I don’t think I’m at a point where I can confidently step into that kind of wordy Thunderdome. I have other projects to finish, dayjob work can keep me late, and there’s the chores and the running around and the things I do to remain sane. As much as fractured artists make for great stories in and of themselves, I’d like to keep as much of me intact as I can going forward. That’s why I keep using the prompts at Terribleminds – no pressure. No prizes to win or punishments to endure. The only writer I’m really trying to best is myself.

So this week, Flash Fiction is getting bumped to tomorrow. And based on the prompt, I’m hopeful it’ll be a good one.

(If you’re curious, my d20 ring rolled a 12.)

Writer Report: Nearly There

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I really do not like being sick.

I’ve had to put exercising on hold as I recover from whatever it is that’s making my throat and muscles sore. I hope to be back in the gym on Monday, but I’m trying to be realistic. It may be a while before I’m back up to my previous level. I don’t convalesce well; I’d rather be active in some way than simply sitting and resting. All too often such idle time can lead to me feeling broken or useless, even if I know intellectually that I am not.

It’s not all bad news, though. Cold Streets is very, very close to completion. I might have been able to finish it last night if I were feeling more on top of my game. As it is, I’ll settle for finishing the first draft of my second novella within a week, and lining up test readers for what is a very, very rough pass at the story. Part of me wants to appeal to mercy; the rest of me knows the harshest words can be the most useful in the editorial process.

I’m nearly there. I have to stick with it. I can rest when all of the work is done.

Adopt A Writer

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Take a moment to consider your entertainment. Books, movies, video games – there are so many ways to pass the time these days. All of these lovely distractions would not be possible without writers. And right now, there are many writers out there who need your help.

There are some writers fortunate enough to already be in good homes. They have blossomed and thrived, producing wonderful and thought-provoking art for your entertainment. But many others have not yet had the opportunity. Many writers languish in situations less than ideal for creative development of their own. These writers need good homes in which they can grow. They need your help. Will you consider adopting a writer today?

Adopting a writer is a big responsibility. Writers are mercurial, passionate, inconstant creatures. Writing is a solitary act, and writers need their space to do it. They also need to be fed and watered regularly. A cranky writer can be dangerous, and while it is best to leave them be while in the throes of creation, a safe place for them to flail and rage and cry is something many writers have yet to truly experience. Writers require patience and understanding as well as food and a place to sleep – or, more often than not, a place to pass out mid-manuscript with an empty bottle nearby.

But writers are not necessarily all bad. Many writers are already housebroken! Without the concerns of a dayjob or other ‘responsible adult’ subjects to think about, a writer between words can be useful around the house. Being creative sorts, many writers know how to cook interesting food or make exotic cocktails. A writer can be encouraged to help clean up around the house, thus saving you tedious chore work after a long day at the office. They can even work complex machines like vacuum cleaners and laundry dryers!

When you adopt a writer, you are investing in your future. Events that could be dull that require your attendance will be enhanced if you bring your writer along. Skilled with stories or at least possessing interesting opinions, a writer is a surefire conversation starter. Their observations on the world around them can be refreshing in a world of jaded cynicism, be they a wide-eyed optimist or a dour, dry-witted satirist. And if your writer has the opportunity and motivation to succeed, they may even allow you to retire early, bringing in sweet novel and movie revenue allowing you to kick back, hobnob, and enjoy the fruits of your labors, knowing that you’ve not only done something out of the goodness of your heart, you’ve found a way out of a dreary day-to-day office-bound existence.

So, please. Won’t you consider adopting a writer today?

What Is Your Profession?

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Given everything that happened this past week and a half, it probably comes as no surprise that I made no progress in Cold Streets. I’m not certain where my Waterman pen is located. I took a sick day and still ended up doing dayjob work from home. Life still feels in upheaval, like all of my feelings and ambition are getting shoved aside for the benefit of others.

I’m tempted to start pushing back.

I maintain that everybody has the right to be happy. Folks should be free to seek whom and what they want without judgment or prejudice. What I tend to forget is that “everybody” includes me, as well. As deathly afraid as I might be of being entirely selfish or neglectful for the sake of my own happiness, my fear is that I have and will go too far the other way. Martyrs are somewhat passé in this day and age, and not at all what someone should aspire to be.

I mentioned radical change yesterday. I know I need to make adjustments moving forward to make sure I do not repeat the past, either the recent past or the ancient past. I’m not entirely sure what they are. But without change, we die. And I’m still quite resolved that this thing will not kill me.

All of that said, normal blogging resumes on Monday. In the future I’ll remember to reach out to people for guest posts. Thanks for sticking around.

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