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i'm out of my hed. please hurry or i may be dead.
Book week continues!
I'm in this week's Mind Meld over at SF Signal, talking about gaming influence on fiction and verse vica.
Karen's getting piles of fabulous reviews. You can check out the ones I've found over here at my Pinterest brag page.
Also, a Big Idea over here, and a guest blog at Charlie's Diary over here.
Here's my Goodreads ( Read more... ) -
we don't need luck. we've got guns.
The awesome news just keeps on coming.
1) I just sold my Moscow metro dog story, "This Chance Planet," to Ellen Datlow at Tor.com. No word yet on when you can read it, but soon, my lovelies. Soooon.
2) Zombies, Run! Season three kicks off tomorrow, April 16th. I wrote a story for it! So did Janni Lee Simner! So did some other folks you might know ( Read more... ) -
love is a cruel and bitter way of paying you back for all the faith you had in your brain
Oh hai there, Awesome Plot Twist. Why yes, come right in.
Maybe I'll actually have a halfway decent synopsis to peddle after all. -
the sacred geometry of chance
1500 words or so on the Gotham Jazz proposal, and back it goes to the first readers. No progress on "Underground." It still refuses to do the thing where it turns into a shape in my head, which makes it hard to write.
Argh.
Not dead yet. -
i need not to need or else a love w/intuition. someone who reaches out to my weakness & won't let go
Sing it, Vienna.
I was just saying on Twitter that I need a Tom Waits cover of this song. Or Iggy Pop. Or Marianne Faithfull. Something like that.
So that's 615 words of synopsis, and--
I got what I got. I'm calling that a proposal, then.
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she came from distant waters where northern lights explode.
2105 words today on the Gotham Jazz proposal, and it's done except for the synopsis. Which I think I will try to write tonight or possibly tomorrow. Surely I can come up with something that looks like a coherent plot by then. Especially since it just has to be a plot, not necessarily the plot ( Read more... ) -
could be on a rainy morning. could be on a rainy night.
3500 words on Gotham Jazz today. Except for making up something plausible for the synopsis, I will finish the proposal tomorrow ( Read more... ) -
i can get a straight job. i done it before. never minded working hard. it's who i'm working for.
New words on Gotham Jazz today: 2000, which gets me to the end of Chapter 2. One more chapter, and I have a proposal. Well, once I write the synopsis. Pah, synopsis. It just has to be plausible: it doesn't have to be right ( Read more... ) -
bring on the night. i couldn't stand another hour of daylight.
I tell you, I'm writing something set in a steampunk alternate Jazz Age, and I just spent half an hour arguing with myself over whether I could invent surgical scrubs twenty years early ( Read more... ) -
you think i'm alone but being alone's the only way to be.
I wrote 1100 words on *Gotham Jazz today, and have realized that I need a novel mode of death. I did come up with two or three great pieces of Nifty Shit for the worldbuilding and a character I'm really excited about (and a plot twist I want to save for book three, which is kind of dumb when I haven't sold book one yet), but I still have no real ( Read more... )