I was reminded by someone tagging me on twitter to say that my story in Death of All Things made them cry that oh, hey, Death of All Things released. This being a ZNBLLC anthology - and now SFWA-compliant market! - that I have something in.

So, you know, it is out! This is exciting!
kiya: (pondering)
( Apr. 16th, 2017 12:05 am)
And apparently I haven't got the other crosspost working yet either, and rather than snarl at that I will just post On Outlines, Or The Lack Thereof by hand and grump about it.
kiya: (writing)
( Nov. 30th, 2016 04:23 pm)
I didn't journal about it because brains, what are they? But the official wordcount is now at 50037 on the manuscript, which is named "Cracked Pots" and which I am expecting will come in around 110Kwords when actually finished.

(I also wrote several poems, my monthly article for Patheos, miscellaneous bloggery, and so on.)

Cracked Pots is named off an E. B. White quote: "Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one." It is a steampunk fantasy which turned out to be rather more politically relevant than I intended when I started it, and also at about 30K in I figured out what was going on.

I need to get my calendars for next year up on the shop, but I will work on the other 60 or so estimated kilowords as well.
kiya: (writing)
( Oct. 7th, 2015 07:59 pm)
Working on writing for this call for submissions for polytheistic fairy tales has led to me doing research on the following things today:

- bee gods
- mead in mythology
- crafts made from antler
- when does the salmon run happen
- various sorts of dried meat
- nettle cloth

Writing is fun! You learn things!

(The nettle cloth I mostly looked up to confirm my recollection that yes, it's nettles I was remembering. Discovering that one can make cloth out of nettles came about from a previous round of story-related research, maybe a year or so ago.)
kiya: (spang!)
( Oct. 17th, 2014 12:29 am)
That fascinating moment where, upon being reminded of a character by a particular few songs, one goes and pokes at the artist and realises the full scope of the fact that one is being reminded of one's black-haired, blue-eyed Jewish technically-bi-in-that-Kinsey-5ish-way finally-confident-enough-to-embrace-his-femme Queen fan character by, well, Adam Lambert.

Humming now:
So I got my boots on,
Got the right amount of leather
And I'm doing me up with a black colored liner
And I'm working my strut but I know it don't matter
All we need in this world is some love...

... character is a baritone, though.

(There might have been a time
When I would let you slip away
I wouldn't even try but I think
You could save my life
kiya: (slightly mad)
( Dec. 3rd, 2013 02:52 pm)
One of the more bizarre consequences of writing this idfic and doing the background stuff for it: the part where I am having adrenaline surges that are not mine.

Dear character-avatar-id-person-spirit I am dealing with: ... it's okay. Really. Breathe.
I've been following bits of the Wiscon/Elizabeth Moon debacle, as one does, though Wiscon is a con I have actively never considered going to, and the last couple of days I've been pondering picking up The Otter and Saint Jude again. I think I need to do some hefty revisions to get it back on track, but ...

... I started writing this thing years ago. And one of the things that's important about it in this context is that the Otter is a Sufi, more or less. (A chance-encounter-converted-this-species-to-Islam sort of Sufi.) And it's a major part of her character, but it's not, in the grand scheme of things, important to the story; she's just a Muslim character in spaaaaaaaaace. (I'm not writing it to write a Muslim character, y'know, it's just that the character I'm writing is.)

But I'm left with the sense that somehow this book needs to be written so that it might be out in the world. Because I'm more than a little agitated by [livejournal.com profile] james_nicoll being able to rattle off more than one "Scary scary Islam!" SF title when asked. So I'm not writing it to make a political point, but I might finish it to make a political point. Or something.

A bit of the draft, in which Otter quotes the Qur'an. )
In a discussion over in [livejournal.com profile] james_nicoll someone made a comment about not seeing monarchist science fiction.

I now want to build a transhumanist Egyptian-style monarchy virtual world and write stories in it. Possibly with stealth theology, because what doesn't these days? At least that I do.

(I do wish I had an easier time coming up with plots. Settings are easy.)
kiya: (pondering)
( May. 5th, 2010 05:46 pm)
There's one of those intermittent fanfic explosions happening on the internet. Fandom Wank has it, of course, but the summary goes something like, "porny time-travelling romance writer throws fit over people writing porny fanfic about her character based on a Dr. Who character (and her own husband? I'm not entirely clear on all the details here), likens it to seeing people sexually harass family members; writer partially recants after learning that people write fanfic because they like the stories."

I uh wow.

I actually have thought a bit about fanfic. )
kiya: (hawk)
( Aug. 21st, 2008 11:01 pm)
Dear Microsoft Word:

Stop helping me.
kiya: (writing)
( Jun. 2nd, 2008 02:51 pm)
Noted for own information.

Story bits )
From a conversation about the bio I intend to send with an anthology submission, which includes the sentence, "Her fiction has a nasty habit of exploring the experience of the outsider, whether she intends it to or not.":

I paged Brooks with 'The writing comment is sort of self-referential, as the piece itself is about the experience of the outsider. ;)'.

Brooks pages: Yeah.
Brooks pages: You do seem to be consistent that way, a lot.

I paged Brooks with 'Write what you know!'.

From afar, Brooks laughs and laughs.

... oddly ironic music selection, that.
West Side Story is even more depressing to watch when one knows how it turns out.

Puppy would also have done a fine job with Ice, if it weren't for the layers of plot.
kiya: (headdesk)


( Feb. 27th, 2008 03:04 am)
Note to self: If I ever write a third Devil's book, Mikel will be spending large portions of it attempting to persuade people that assassination is theologically unsound. It's good to know what he'd be up to, even though it would no longer be his story. Chatty fellow, still, at least when he gets off on one of his subjects of geekery. Didn't know he was that big on his culture's early church history, but should have guessed, given his nature.

In other news, I feel like hell. Maybe tomorrow I will feel less like hell.
I reread The Devil's Due last night and this evening, checking for typos mostly and trying to figure out how to layer in the editing that it needs.

Is it a good thing that my own writing can make me cry?

Or is it just a sign that I'm too emotionally involved with these people to tell when the prose that they're wound up in is in need of refurbishing?

It's awfully dark in places. In the "worst thing I can do to these characters that doesn't kill them" sort of sense.

I need to get the spaces clarified.

And see if I can come up with a way of incluing how the assassins killed the assassin more clearly, I think.
kiya: (writing)
( Oct. 20th, 2006 12:46 pm)
I have a mode, I have a mode, I have a mode.

I have a mode for nonfiction work, which is fascinating, but it's theology, which as I said this weekend is as much about truth as fiction, so apparently I've hooked in some of the same parts of my brain.

I know the shape and the rhythm of it.

I have a mode!

In other random enthusiasms, I figured out how to snap at about 2am on Wednesday/yesterday night. Only with right hand, but hey, I've never done it before, and I'm easily amused.

Filing so I don't lose it:

ETA: I fear I need to learn to read German. My obsessive completism will be the death of me, or something.
Been a long time since I had brainspace to actually think about writing, but was chatting with Heartshadow of [livejournal.com profile] flamekeeping today about theologies underlying worlds in which we write, and got to pondering viewpoints. (Heartshadow, incidentally, is writing a serial novel on her webspace at Warriors of the Sun God, and asked me to link to her.)

Pondering omni and a backburnered project. )

This is going to be fiddly.
Because I so don't want to chronicle my day.

It occurs to me that at least one of my issues with constructing sexual fantasies without consent of any other parties involved boils down to a writing problem.

Specifically: "You don't really have a good enough handle on this character to predict how they'll behave in this situation, do you?"


(Also, without said consent, said character wouldn't be in that situation, so no story.)

Memory pastiche is much easier.
Patricia C. Wrede <pwrede6492@aol.com> wrote in <11kqjti28092441@corp.supernews.com>:
> 3. Pick three to four major characters out of your current WIP. For each
> character, do a one-paragraph description of whatever they're carrying in
> their pockets, handbacks, backpacks, saddlebags, or whatever, in such a way
> as to provide a sense of what each character is like. Do not mention the
> names of the characters, though you may use pronouns. Do not go into the
> backstory of the things, what they mean, or why the character is carrying
> them. Omniscient, necessarily.

I find myself wondering what people who are unfamiliar with them will make of these characters. (Comments, anyone?)

Playing with the writing exercise. )

In other news, [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut pointed out to me that if I put the name I'm adopting at the front of my established names, my initials will thereafter spell 'KHAN'. I think this is a winner.
kiya: (writing)
( Nov. 28th, 2003 05:29 am)
Was good. Had very good food in quantity and ate it massively slowly. Spent time in good company. Had my back rubbed a lot. Not coherent or having much to say.

Favorite line of the evening, from when various people were observing a game of Twister in which [livejournal.com profile] teinedreugan was involved, asked of me: "May I grope him?"

Horrible headache much of the day, treated with booze for a while until I got home at which point I cured it with caffeine. Love them physical addictions.

Previous total for November: 16,860 words.
Today's total: 619.
Total total: 17,479.

Had a bit of the scene I wrote today stuck in my head all day and was away from the computer for most of it. Got it all written down, though. Actually, I think I'll copy over the bit that was driving me bug, so the people I was bunnypuppying at about it might understand why I was being so whiney. The images! Strong! In my head! All the dialogue!

Fragment of the WIP. )

Don't know if that makes sense outside the context of the whole story. Oh well. I'm pleased with the melodrama. I think between this and their first encounter (as opposed to the time they were in the same place after Mikel had been stabbed in the back), Tiev is terrified of the fellow. Poor guy.

Huh. Song's oddly appropriate to Mikel's state of mind.


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