So my Newsflesh edits continue apace; last night, I finished editing the first hundred pages, and, coincidentally, the first of the five 'books' that constitute the text. Book one, 'The Rising', introduces most of our main players, establishes the world, establishes the situation, and includes a dirtbike zombie chase scene through the ruins of ( Read more... )

Yeah, still in love with this whole 'actually scheduling your time and hence getting things accomplished' thing. Last night's planned futon collection had to be postponed due to inclement weather -- namely, the rain kept Chris from cleaning out the back of the car, which left us with no way to transport a queen-sized futon and frame -- so I punted ( Read more... )

I finally started the first pass at editing and revising Newsflesh tonight, hauling through the first two chapters as smooth as silk. Sadly, I know this won't last once I get to the more complicated political and technical sections, but y'know what? I'm okay with that. Because things are moving smoothly right now, and that's what I was hoping ( Read more... )

Final first draft stats ( Read more... )

Today, I have processed MORE EDITS THAN GOD.

Edits for Newsflesh. Edits for Rosemary and Rue (oh so many edits for Rosemary and Rue, my EYES WERE BLEEDING). Edits for Late Eclipses of the Sun. Edits for The Brightest Fell. Edits for An Artificial Night.

Right now, A Local Habitation is my FAVOURITE TOBY BOOK, because I did not have to process ( Read more... )

As I have recently had both a) congratulations and b) confusion (along with a bit of c) threat of lynching), here's an FYI:

Newsflesh actually isn't done. There are between two and three chapters left to go -- I'm inclined to say 'two', but every time I give a firm answer, the stupid book conspires to make me wrong, so I'm just gonna say that ( Read more... )

...but that draft was the hardest thing I've ever sent out.

My gods above and below, I need to sell this.

Last night, while sitting at the Starbucks with Kate, I wrote over seventy-five hundred words of Newsflesh. Not seven hundred and fifty -- seven thousand, five hundred. Two full chapters, of a book that didn't have that much running room left when I sat down ( Read more... )

So what have I been doing lately, aside from dealing with ongoing medical crap, walking the better part of absolutely everywhere, and planning for the zombie apocalypse (all good for killing time)? Well, for the first time in a while now...I've actually been writing. A lot. Enough that I'm rapidly approaching the end of Newsflesh, and while I ( Read more... )

Step one: get off work. Walk to the train station, take the train to Concord, walk from the train station to home (I called Dr. T's office, and they said that it's been long enough since my epidural that I'm totally allowed to do this, so no yelling at me -- I'm supposed to walk). Those of you who know me will realize that this is a good, good ( Read more... )