29 posts tagged “aotw”
Tonight, I finished the first major rewrite of my first [unpublished] novel. For those just tuning in, it's a fantasy genre thing, so if that's not your boat, then you can just ignore this post. I like the fantasy genre (plus, it's important to note that I'm one of those annoying buttheads who thinks that most of what passes for "science-fiction" these days is merely fantasy with an extra helping of techno-babble to fool the rubes), so I've been writing a fantasy. Next, I might try my hand at something more contemporary. But first, I have this huge pile of unread books that have been waiting for this milestone...
So, it's NaNoWriMo... and yeah, I know, I really should quit writing while I'm still unpublished, but I'm hoping I can finish up the second draft of Arts Of The Wize this month.
My employers have started operating a commuter coach service that runs between the Park And Ride center in Colma / Daly City straight to the corporate campus where my office is located. It only adds about fifteen minutes to my commute time, but it saves me about seven dollars per day in gasoline plus additional maintenance costs. The huge extra benefit to this is that I sometimes have time to spare while riding the coach to work on personal projects, and not company business.
Sadly, Michael Jackson has died. A brief moment of silence, please.
I shelved it today. I don't know when or if I will be able to return to it. I'm not optimistic.
I continue to slog along slowly and pitifully. Leopold is eighteen months, and not yet leaving me with enough time to devote to writing at a decent pace. I'm also up to my eyeballs in work these days— I have a busy week in Chicago scheduled next week. That's not helping me very much, either...
Progress is slow, but not completely stopped.
Charles Stross gave one of those "SF Writer Pretends To Be A Futurist" talks to some engineering consultancy a while ago, and he just posted a transcript of his prepared remarks. In the section "putting it all together," he pops out with a prediction that should look pretty damned familiar to anyone who read my first draft of Arts Of The Wize.
I continue rewriting Arts Of The Wize. The manuscript is now 192 pages, and it's about half completed. The BookHate is almost overpowering now. I can't remember when I started this project, and the only thing that keeps me from quitting at this point is the shame I would feel for having spent so much of my disposable free time only to abandon it before even receiving a single rejection notice. That would be undescribably lame.
I'm slowly closing in on the point where I can stop writing.
