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I’ve hit the 14,000-word mark in my work-in-progress, which still may not be sufficient to meet my goal of 40,000 words by the end of the write-a-thon. I’m looking for forms of daily motivation and support to up my word-count.
In terms of sponsors, I’m not appearing to attract many, and need to up my game. Up my game even more? Yes. I’m told I often need a push, and this is true. I often DO need someone to stand behind me and push. I’m made of matter, and hence have inertia and do not roll under my own power. What is this “walking” of which you speak?
“Are you ready to place your orders,” Lieu Chao asked.
“Separate checks for the rest? Don’t worry, Preston, you’re meal is complimentary tonight. Paid in full.” Lieu Chao beamed.
“Secret menus are a thing at joints like this one,” Delrick replied, “Cognoscenti know the kitchen, and what they can do.”
|What I Write||
I write weirdness. Alchemically-summoned Paracelsian gnomes? Check. Voodoo Loa Vintage Hearses? Check. Nikola Tesla and Mark Twain touring the US in a Steampunk alternate past where Marie Leveau is the newly-elected mayor of New Orleans, and multiple zombie Abe Lincolns walk the streets of the French Quarter Chinatown? Check. Hypersentient capuchin monkeys who speak Portuguese? DAMN STRAIGHT THAT’S A CHECK. Time-traveling KKK vampires? Author-approved cameo by Harry Turtledove? Yup. Check.
Oh, and did I mention, this is not only silly but reasonably hard SF, with only one central “thing” not supported by physics?
Goals this year: NOVELLA! Write it. Polish it. Second draft. Off to a publisher. This year has been really weird, and you know what that means…
Raise all the funds! See above… 40,o00 words. Please sponsor me all the sponsors.