You're telling me a fairy story
You may or may not know that I've spent most of December embroiled in a battle with a story called 'Cemetery Drive' which I thought of as a short story until it reached the 10,000 word mark. At that point- and still only half-finished- I stopped thinking of it as a short story and now it resembles more of a novella at a whopping 25,000 words, which is by far the longest thing I've ever written, longer than my dissertation, longer than my previous epic 'The Mirrored Soul' and longer even than this sentence.
Anyway, here's the deal. The story is 23 parts long (the Illuminati number is a coincidence), which makes serialisation tricky. The choices are, then:
- Serialise it here anyway throughout January
- Send it to people who request it, possibly as a bonus on the Christmas CD we've also compiled* (in a blatant thieving of tonight_we_fly's idea) or via email.
Which would you prefer?
To whet your appetite, the story features a steampunk holiday group, dark arts in the Googleplex, a 20,000-seater stadium gig for an orchestra, things exploding, a shoot-out and the glorious return of one of my best-loved characters (well, best-loved for the four people who read my stuff, that is). If that doesn't sound awesome I don't know what does.
*- for those who want a CD, please pipe up now and send your address to us via shioricoybito@hotmail.co.uk or via Young Person's Facebook. Don't bother MySpacing it, neither of us have time for that.
Anyway, here's the deal. The story is 23 parts long (the Illuminati number is a coincidence), which makes serialisation tricky. The choices are, then:
- Serialise it here anyway throughout January
- Send it to people who request it, possibly as a bonus on the Christmas CD we've also compiled* (in a blatant thieving of tonight_we_fly's idea) or via email.
Which would you prefer?
To whet your appetite, the story features a steampunk holiday group, dark arts in the Googleplex, a 20,000-seater stadium gig for an orchestra, things exploding, a shoot-out and the glorious return of one of my best-loved characters (well, best-loved for the four people who read my stuff, that is). If that doesn't sound awesome I don't know what does.
*- for those who want a CD, please pipe up now and send your address to us via shioricoybito@hotmail.co.uk or via Young Person's Facebook. Don't bother MySpacing it, neither of us have time for that.