Whoa

Wed, 31 Mar 2021 05:40:56 GMT

I wrote the last third or so of a post that will go up under lock tomorrow related to the TDoV (4800 words total, don't know how many I added today) and then wrote, uh, 3629 words of fiction.

Because I hit the point that I was nearly done with this novella and so I just kept going. Especially since I'm pretty sure I've been in a major depressive episode the last two weeks or so and one of the ways of resetting brain is actually accomplish a fucking thing.

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I accidentally an entire duology what do I do

Sat, 28 Nov 2020 07:14:40 GMT

56,338 words on ITS in November and that is a finished book. Nanoed three times and now finally done.

Now I let it steep for a bit, and then go back and do a consistency overhaul and try to make the books at least a little bit shorter. Because that is a lot of book. (And it breaks nicely into two books, which is how it was written, but I do not think it breaks nicely into more than two books.)

(Meanwhile, the edits on a short set in the same universe are done and that will be seeing the light of day sometime early next year.)

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I keep meaning to post

Tue, 10 Jul 2018 19:06:14 GMT

And I keep failing to actually do so.

A summary of life:

I finished writing Cracked Pots, which is apparently now the first book in a storyworld I have dubbed The Mother of Invention. The second book, tentatively titled In The Seed, has not yet begun, but I keep accumulating bits for it. (And I may need to read up extensively on Bengali religious stuff, which is well outside the Shaivite stuff that I have mostly dabbled in in my own research.)

I did not place in the Escape Pod flashfic contest, though I made it further than some. I had an agent bite on my PitMad tweet, but she turned me down in part because of book length. (Cracked Pots is not a short book; it is a slow-paced exploration of a world, which includes adaptation to a complex social environment, social scheming, the POV coming to realize things about the effects of bigotry and have her own exposed, and semirealistic amount of time spent on scientific discovery, which would make for a lot of book even if it weren't heavily influenced linguistically by formative experiences with Dickens.) No bites during SFFPit, but jenett pointed out a plausible agent to me who wasn't participating, so I will query her at some point.

Working on short stories. I'm still not sure what made me capable of writing these as more than a fluke. I've been, in addition to the stuff I'm trying to write to sell, doing Chuck Wendig's mostly-weekly fiction challenges and posting the results at my writer website, on the principle that producing regular content is a goodness and I work well with challenges. At some point I will see if I can figure out if I can get the blogs to xpost here again, the upgrade to https all around seems to have busticated the plugin I was using.

KJ and I will be at Readercon on Sunday, knock wood, so anyone who will be at Readercon then, hi.

Constantly feeling that I ought to be doing more politically and being flattened by a combination of global warming, toddlers, and autism spectrum. Did make one protest. It was hot.

Identity issues are complicated and hard to talk about, so I'm not doing so. I would like it if I had a functioning executive function, but I've been useless lately. I wonder if that's something else that just fails when it's bright and hot. Though I don't know if I'd be doing better if the AC were not broken, it may just be the brainweather. But this is always the dry time. Just, hard to deal with the depression loop that kicks in when I'm not being Productive (and I wish I had any clue about what reasonable expectations for myself might look like anyway, because I'm perpetually not Productive according to the standards of capitalist bullshittery and that's just fantastic for my mental health).

Anyway. Been working on and off on building a proper herb spiral in the front. artan brought around another load of rocks so I can work on building up some more, esp. now that I've put in the bindrune on the core stone.

The children are often loud and frequently exhausting. Last week was super-busy (my mother visiting to do art camp with the girls meant a lot of Doing and I do not usually have a lot of Doing going on for spoon budget reasons). Tired.

Intend to try to write more often. We'll see if intentions carry through.

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Writey writey

Fri, 24 Nov 2017 22:03:36 GMT

I am almost certainly not going to win Nano this year, but I am still 27 kilowords further written than I would be otherwise and that is a fine goodness.

Also I have just realized that one of my characters is basically xiphias's steampunk twin in a bowler hat.

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Whoa

I accidentally an entire duology what do I do

I keep meaning to post

Writey writey