Pine-Fresh Start

Ever since I started feeling better, I’ve been attacking dust bunnies vigorously. I’ve got a ton of writing, editing, and game design to do and more than a few creative projects and trips planned. Not to mention, we’re getting ready to celebrate the fifteen-year anniversary of Dork Stork Press. But, to reduce my stress level and increase my mental productivity, I feel I have to start with a clean house and office. I’ve removed *coughs* several bags of miscellany and I’m almost to the point where, once that’s done, I can dive into that joy of joys — filing.

That doesn’t mean that I’m not working when I’m fending off another Dust Bunny of Enormous Size. While I’m scrubbing and swiping away my messes, I’m posturing mental revisions, so I can put the finishing touches on another Lovecraft tale. (Edit: I’m also forcing myself to write a page a day. Forgot about that!) I was hoping to deliver it sooner rather than later, but I screwed up and then I got sick on top of that. It feels awful because this is a rare occurrence for me, but the way forward is? Forward.

After I get the office sorted, which will likely be either today or early tomorrow, I’ll have a few major projects left to do and a day of running errands. The dreaded basement has… Well, they’re no longer dust bunnies. They’ve morphed and multiplied like tribbles on acid. Thankfully, that’s a joint project. Heh, heh.

I’m about two to three weeks behind schedule, but thankfully, catching up on housework has opened the door to a lot of possibilities story-wise. My fiction, the original sort that’s not based on another property, tends to be more atmospheric. But good ambiance does not a story make. While I have caught myself on a number of occasions, it’s still important to identify a few milestones. I don’t really like outlines persay because in the service of a story something may change. That doesn’t mean I won’t work with them. They can be an immense help. Here, I’m merely talking those occasions where I’ve been besieged by a story and I have to write it down. A couple of guideposts, Conflict with a Capital C, are crucial to reducing revision-time for me. Without a clear antagonist or mystery to chew on, then my rough draft prose makes me yawn. Hey, if you’ve downloaded The Queen of Crows, you’ve “seen” my rough draft!

Hrmmm…maybe I should post another rough draft sample for you. Interested?

    Mood: Tired with a side of exhausted.
    Caffeinated Beverages Consumed: More bubbles than I care to admit.
    Work-Out Minutes Logged Yesterday: House, house, baby.
    In My Ears: Evisceration by Carfax Abbey
    Game Last Played: Tetris
    Movie Last Viewed: Harry Potter collection
    Latest Artistic Project: In progress!
    Latest Release: “Fangs and Formaldehyde” from the New Hero anthology through Stone Skin Press

Putting the W back in Word Count

Spike and Giles... Together at Last

When I talked about taking a break from social media, I identified one of the triggers that has affected my productivity in the past, but I didn’t mention what puts the words back on the page. Discipline. That’s what gets the words on screen. But what brings that high-level concept back into reality? Ah, that’s the trick. You see, discipline is different for everybody much like the triggers that erode it, otherwise known as “writer’s avoidance behaviors.”

Getting back to what’s important, productivity, means that I have to build the backbone so the words flow. My schedule shifted when I stepped down from my marketing position and then it altered again when I got sick. So the spine eroded because the normal behaviors I did to get the words out weren’t being done; much like what happens when you stop working out and can’t get back on the wagon again.

How I put the “D” back in discipline, to add the “W” back into word count, is to focus very intently on what matters to me. Then, once I’m comfortable with my routine, then I can add back in other distractions.

Still, it doesn’t mean that I can’t have any fun or not have a life. But, in some ways, I feel like being online and plugged is like having a wholly separate existence, an obligation that’s necessary for anyone who wants to have a career that even marginally touches people online. This is simply one of many methods to juggle that alternate identity.

    Mood: Calm with side of zen
    Caffeinated Beverages Consumed: A “few”
    Work-Out Minutes Logged Yesterday: Half hour of yoga
    In My Ears: Classical playlist
    Game Last Played: Tetris
    Movie Last Viewed: IQ
    Latest Artistic Project: … Been too long … Far too long… but I have a few planned!
    Latest Release: “Fangs and Formaldehyde” from the New Hero anthology through Stone Skin Press

Words, Words, Too Many Words?

I’m editing [redacted] and am amazed by how honest and personal this work is. It also made me realize how much I don’t disclose online. Years ago, I made a conscious decision to not go down that path, and I strayed from that when I talked about Madison politics. Sure, I could talk about those sorts of things (religion, my childhood, politics, etc.) but for me, this is what I’m comfortable with so I can focus on the Work itself.

But there’s another reason and (thankfully) Gene Wolfe (Yes, that Gene Wolfe.) pointed it out. And that is “too many words.” We were talking about dealing with revisions and working through drafts at WorldCon on a panel, and he mentioned the benefit of turning off songs with sounds in them once you were done.

And something clicked. It sounds incredibly simple, doesn’t it? That putting in music without words will help refill the well. But it works!

    Mood: Bewildered, just a bit.
    Caffeinated Beverages Consumed: One cup. Seriously. JUST one!
    Work-Out Minutes Logged Yesterday: Does intent count?
    In My Ears: Being Human (UK)
    Game Last Played: Tetris
    Movie Last Viewed: Dredd
    Latest Artistic Project: … Been too long … Far too long…
    Latest Release: “Fangs and Formaldehyde” from the New Hero anthology through Stone Skin Press

Characterization out of Love Letters

Sephiroth Avatar

One of the characters I’m developing further is Atlas, who first appears in “Fangs and Formaldehyde” included in New Hero, Volume One. To deal with his inability to express his emotions, he writes love letters. Or, rather, his version of what a love letter should be. These words, conflicted and dark, are his way of of dealing with his guilt.

Here’s an example:

Every time I try to forget about you, something screams at me, pulling me back into your pale memory. This time, it was the scent of your oils. The pungent smell of carnations forced me to remember the time we snuck out into your private gardens. You were so regal then, so accustomed to ordering your servants around. Not like now. What has happened to you? Are you still alive?

Back then, you were young and paranoid. I laughed at you when you ordered your handmaidens to stand watch while I rubbed oil on your neck. You told me that even simple things, like a casual touch, would cause our ruin. And you were right.

Our hearts still beat that night in the gardens. It was beautiful, sad. We both knew what the day would bring. Responsibility. Honor. Fidelity. I didn’t care for any of it, but you? You were greedier than I was. Hungrier.

Still, there was no blood, no pain, no curse. Only us. This memory I shall keep.

His method of diving into his heart, is my way of exploring his depths through words, and bring that layer into his story.

    Mood: Focused
    Caffeinated Beverages Consumed: One or two
    Work-Out Minutes Logged Yesterday: I stretched, but it’s not enough.
    In My Ears: Being Human (UK)
    Game Last Played: Tetris
    Movie Last Viewed: Dredd
    Latest Artistic Project: … Been too long … Far too long…
    Latest Release: “Fangs and Formaldehyde” from the New Hero anthology through Stone Skin Press

A Chatty Sabbatical Borne Out of Weakness

Queen Grimhilde

On October 1st, I’m taking off of Twitter and Facebook for the month of October. I’m doing this because I am a weak person, because I have had it with politics, and I need a break from the negativity and the chatter about the negativity.

Instead of explaining at endless intervals what this ridiculous behavior (Why do I care what pajamas a President would wear, for example?) is doing to me, let me show you as illustrated by my cat, Zakar. (Otherwise known as Zak Zak.)

THIS.

Which has led to?

THIS.

Which has led to?

THIS.

Which means that in order to return to this:

I’m taking a chatty break from Facebook and Twitter. 🙂 I’ll still be blogging and those posts will feed through to both mediums; just need some political relief.

    Mood: Have I worshipped my feline overlords enough today?
    Caffeinated Beverages Consumed: A few. A pittance. A paltry, measly small range to keep me awake.
    Work-Out Minutes Logged Yesterday: More tissue lifting.
    In My Ears: Cyber SciFi playlist on iTunes
    Game Last Played: Tetris
    Movie Last Viewed: Dredd
    Latest Artistic Project: … Been too long … Far too long…
    Latest Release: “Fangs and Formaldehyde” from the New Hero anthology through Stone Skin Press
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