“Hey. Aren’t you supposed to be writing?” My wife asked, per our agreement. I’d spent a few minutes looking at ‘ground view’ on Bing Maps of the north side of the Lewis and Clark Bridge, followed by a few minutes of resting my chin in my hand.
“Yeah. But I can only write what they show me.”
She nodded at that and returned to her studies. She learned years ago that I watch a scene unfold in my mind as if I’m sitting in a theater. When the reel stops, I just write down what I saw. I’m more a reporter than a writer.
Continue reading ““You’re a movie””
Defiant began life as a writing exercise. What if, I thought, during NaNoWriMo – which I am not formally taking part – I made a writing exercise of my writing exercise? My slovenly, lay-about, unemployed wife suggested that she study some training manuals while I write each night.
“Fine. Forty five minutes.”
“Ten to immerse, thirty to write, five imbedded to tactical edit on the fly.”
We started Monday. Not being an idiot, I’ve built in a 3-day lag for the blog, for RealLife(TM) events. Dailies, these will be shorter than my typical additions. I enjoy the exercise.
Continue reading “Meta-exercise”
Yes, it’s been a-while. I’m a lousy writer and terrible person. For those you not out on a date with your current or future spouse, here’s a treat: 3600 words of a battle just about to start. Being Veterans/Remembrance Day, I have Nichole look around at one point, recalling the living so that she will be able to recall the dead, fighting to save their homes and families.
When I write the battle at L&C bridge – which should go quickly, I’m not one for battle scenes – there’s a moment with Nichole and Joe at the end of it, then back to the City. At that point, I’ve all the raw material, about 80k words, complete, and just need to edit it into a coherent novel. By Christmas.
If any hot strawberry-blonde girls want to gift me US$500 for the 99designs.com cover for this book, I’ll use your image, if you do. Otherwise, I’m having to sell a kidney.
Continue reading ““Code: Tiger””
Very good introductory to quantum computing. Much promise in this field, especially to meet new friends! Someone should write about… oh…
Been awhile since I’ve a done a mash-up such as this. Funny!
Continue reading “Pudding”
Made some revision to the end of my last post, when I was blindingly drunk. I’m now, of course – it’s Saturday night – but at least I’m older not to write!
Local politics. I’ve no stomach for it, but Nichole has to have this out with the Mayor. Fret not: like all of Defiant, I cannot keep myself from killing people. This overlaps a tiny bit, to my last post, because I saw the wrong things.
Continue reading “Noblesse Oblige”
As Churchill noted, jaw-jaw is better than war-war. But, there are some people that just need killin.’ Cannibals, for instance. I know way back in Defiant Act I, wrote that how they were dressed and cut their heads, “it was hard to tell the men from women.” So, I could be really edgy and call them tranny-cannies; that should trigger a few thousand hate-hits to my little blog.
Meh. I’m just here to tell the stories they show me; as Nichole discovers, sitting across from Mayor Johnson, in his study, politics is work.
Continue reading “Peace is Our Profession”