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27 July – a quick note that the final update will be tomorrow. 🙂
20 July – 1991 words! This is reallyencouraging, especially given everything else that seems determined to happen this week. Thank each and every one of you so very much for contributing, or for reading this.
I’m slightly worried that I’m coming down with a light summer cold, so my plan for the long weekend is to largely stay inside, avoid the rather intense stew of humidity and pollen that is descending on us, and make progress on a rewrite. Hopefully what I’m feeling is just a very prolonged allergy attack and a couple of days to recover will have it tapering off.
23 June – 1238 words this week! Not a complete draft, sadly – there’s the short piece I was working on earlier, and the rest of the words went on a different piece that’s been around for a while. But I have a couple of draft zeros now; those things that are still at the level of having [[TRANSITION SCENE GOES HERE]] and [[CHECK SETTING FOR DESCRIPTION]] peppered in a few times, but are otherwise pretty solid.
I’m going to try and spend most of tomorrow working on revisions so that I can have one of the three stories I’m meaning to revise done for next week.
20 June – 686 words so far! I’m writing a very short piece, and I will actually need to edit it down to 500 words, but that’s going to happen after I get a few more details on the setting; I’ll write it all up and then edit it all down.
I was halfway through the Friday eleven to seven shift, which is the loneliest of the lot, when the time machine lit up and spat Mo out.
She looked like she was on fire. Not like she’d been set on fire; she looked like fire was running over her skin like spilled beer running across a table, foaming and spreading. Tachyon breakdown, the decay of shifted time.
I’ve seen people come through before, but only on tape. And Jesus, never anyone I knew—
And because it was Mo, I killed the alarm.
– ‘Playing Prometheus’, Persistent Visions Magazine, 18 November 2016
|What I Write||
Secondary-world fantasy, polite horror, and somewhat emotional science fiction. The lines seem to blur a bit. Currently working on several short stories and editing a post-apocalyptic novel.
“Late Night at the Low Road Diner”, forthcoming in Liminal Stories in August 2018.
“Thou Unnecessary Letter”, published in the No Shit, There I Was… anthology. February 2017.
6,000 new words written, and 3 short stories revised.
I deeply admire Clarion West; while I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to attend the six-week workshop, I admire the work they do (both the six-week and the one-day workshops, not to mention the scholarships) and I’d love to support it.