World Fantasy Con 2011
I won’t be attending World Fantasy Con in 2011 I’m afraid. Money issues. Maybe next year.
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I won’t be attending World Fantasy Con in 2011 I’m afraid. Money issues. Maybe next year.
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I know this isn’t the first time I’ve been sick since last year’s pneumonia. I had a cold at some point last year. But this is the first time I’ve been moderate-to-very sick. It started with a sore throat on Monday, and for the first 24 hours could barely manage a whisper. Then it moved
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Finished The Zydeco Queen and the Creole Fairy Courts this morning. Well, at least the handwritten part. I still need to type up the last three chapters. I’m discontented. I don’t care for what I’ve done. I’m not sure how to fix this. I don’t think I can just rewrite. I’m going to have to
While writing the last novel, I kept having to move events out. In the very, very rough outline, event A would occur in chapter 4. But more stuff kept happening to the characters and to the story that I would need to write about, and I’d be lucky to get event A into chapter 5,
Happy New Year to those who celebrate this time of year. Me — I went to a wonderful New Year’s party. Hopefully made some new friends. Had a very good time. I also have good news! Talk about starting the year right. I sold a short story to an anthology (Bewere the Night — a
As I think I’ve mentioned, I’ve been feeling stuck. Tonight, I unstuck. I have the next four days off. I’ve challenged myself to add another 10,000 words to the novel by the time I go back to the day job. I decided to go back to my old process tonight, that is, writing everything out
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Yuletide is an annual fanfic exchange that tends to concentrate on rare fandoms. I know that fanfic is not looked upon favorably by everyone. But this? This is brilliant. The pairing? The Old Spice Guy (from the commercials)/Beowulf Written in verse. Gamol-leac Fair warning: Poke around the rest of the archive at your own risk.
A friend recently asked whether I found it easier to write in New Orleans. Overall, no, I haven’t. I’ve been emotionally upset about the day job, imbalanced in terms of exercise and eating, unsettled about my home. I haven’t been writing regularly or with the level of discipline I had in Seattle. I also get
This afternoon while I was walking I finally figured out why I’ve been unable to make forward progress in the novel, why I’ve been stuck rewriting. On the one hand, I’m frustrated that it’s taken me so long to make this connection. I’ve been stuck for close to three weeks now. On the other hand,
I don’t get writer’s block. I really don’t. I do, however, get stalled now and again. Like now. Did I write a 2500 word short story this weekend instead of working on the novel? That would be a yes. See — stalled. Not blocked. Can still write. So tonight I’m going to spend more time