"Come the archers, come the infantry, come the archers of hell."
Stardate: 64615.5
The Rift Headstart begins in about an hour and forty-five minutes, and I admit I'm distracted. I'd just take the day off, but I have a doctor's appointment tommorow, and I can't go losing two days in a row.
Yesterday, I wrote 2,104 words and found the end of the ninth chapter of The Drowning Girl: A Memoir. This leaves one more chapter and an epilogue, and then THE END.
Last night, we proofed "Onion" for Two Worlds and In Between. I wrote "Onion" in 2001, ten years ago. It won the International Horror Guild award for "Outstanding Achievement in Short Fiction," even though it's not a horror story. I traveled to Chicago, where the award was presented to me by Neil. And it was chosen by Ellen Datlow for Volume 15 of her and Terri Windling's The Year's Best Fantasy and Horror. It was later collected in To Charles Fort, With Love. In 2007, A Big Hollywood Movie Producer spent months trying to get me to write a screenplay from it, and I tried. But he insisted the story was only the first half of a film, even though I explained to him that moving beyond the story's last page, where Willa gets up and walks away from Frank, would entirely collapse the story's fundamental mystery. I finally told him I just wasn't up to writing the screenplay. So, "Onion" has had some history. And I was pleased, last night, to discover that I still like the story. I made very few line edits.
I have to write a short essay on John Carpenter's The Thing (1982) for a book on the movie, a book that includes all sorts of incredible people. I should say I get to write, not I have to write. I truly am honored. I've found my essay, but for now it's a secret.
Last night, Shaharrazad moved on to Outland, where she and Suraa are in Shadowmoon Valley, working towards the Outland Loremaster achievement. But, I will admit, the wind's sort of been taken out of my sails. It's hard going back to that candy-colored cartoon world after Telara. I've announced that I'm looking for someone to take over the guild, Eyes of Sylvanas. I would like to see it live on without me.
Spooky and I will be rolling our Rift characters on the Shadefallen shard. They'll be Defiant, of course. Oh, and you only need four people to form a guild on Rift, and we might do that. If you interested, just say so, here or in an email.
A new world begins today.
Postscript (2:52 p.m.): Got both my desired names on Rift- Selwyn (Kelari mage) and Shaharrazad (Bahmi cleric). Woot, I say. Spooky, sadly, is stuck in the queue.
The Rift Headstart begins in about an hour and forty-five minutes, and I admit I'm distracted. I'd just take the day off, but I have a doctor's appointment tommorow, and I can't go losing two days in a row.
Yesterday, I wrote 2,104 words and found the end of the ninth chapter of The Drowning Girl: A Memoir. This leaves one more chapter and an epilogue, and then THE END.
Last night, we proofed "Onion" for Two Worlds and In Between. I wrote "Onion" in 2001, ten years ago. It won the International Horror Guild award for "Outstanding Achievement in Short Fiction," even though it's not a horror story. I traveled to Chicago, where the award was presented to me by Neil. And it was chosen by Ellen Datlow for Volume 15 of her and Terri Windling's The Year's Best Fantasy and Horror. It was later collected in To Charles Fort, With Love. In 2007, A Big Hollywood Movie Producer spent months trying to get me to write a screenplay from it, and I tried. But he insisted the story was only the first half of a film, even though I explained to him that moving beyond the story's last page, where Willa gets up and walks away from Frank, would entirely collapse the story's fundamental mystery. I finally told him I just wasn't up to writing the screenplay. So, "Onion" has had some history. And I was pleased, last night, to discover that I still like the story. I made very few line edits.
I have to write a short essay on John Carpenter's The Thing (1982) for a book on the movie, a book that includes all sorts of incredible people. I should say I get to write, not I have to write. I truly am honored. I've found my essay, but for now it's a secret.
Last night, Shaharrazad moved on to Outland, where she and Suraa are in Shadowmoon Valley, working towards the Outland Loremaster achievement. But, I will admit, the wind's sort of been taken out of my sails. It's hard going back to that candy-colored cartoon world after Telara. I've announced that I'm looking for someone to take over the guild, Eyes of Sylvanas. I would like to see it live on without me.
Spooky and I will be rolling our Rift characters on the Shadefallen shard. They'll be Defiant, of course. Oh, and you only need four people to form a guild on Rift, and we might do that. If you interested, just say so, here or in an email.
A new world begins today.
Postscript (2:52 p.m.): Got both my desired names on Rift- Selwyn (Kelari mage) and Shaharrazad (Bahmi cleric). Woot, I say. Spooky, sadly, is stuck in the queue.