I’ve never had much use for “the Holidays.” I am asocial and dislike the dark of winter. Even as an orthodox Catholic, Christmas is just a matter of “meh” for me. And this year, things preyed on my mind.
- Would it be ready for Ohayocon? “It?” Wait & see, below the fold.
- With our family finances in tatters, I can neither afford a line-editor nor a book cover for Defiant.
- My wife silently badgers me to make my next writing project about her father’s oral history. I want to do that; I’m committed to it. But it’s not fun! That’s work! I want to SEE more of my friends and family in Machine Civilization!
- Day-job is becoming more and more oppressive, leading to my reaxion of coming home and immediately climbing into the bottle. Very bad form.
- All combining into the past six weeks: not writing a tanjed thing. And, borderline psychotic as a result of it. Hell, today, at day-job, I had to use scissors to cut out some QR barcodes. My right hand shook badly enough that Friend Tracy asked if something was wrong….
Yes. Yes there is: in abandoning writing, I’ve abandoned myself. I’m dying; at a rather astonishing rate. I do not want this: I’ve glimpses: Gary & Henge, older, trying to talk out where and what to do with their love for one another. Nichole5 stands with Togame atop the New Tokyo Tower, with its Reactionless Thruster crown, talking about off-world colonies. Editing Pirate Twins into a light-novel-with-pictures or a graphic novel…
I’ve so much to do, and I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired. Lent and lighter evenings are upon me; I’m not one to “give up” as I’ve so little. Instead, I shall take on: my father-in-law’s history, Machine Civilization’s new stories, things I cannot imagine.
Clear the decks: I’m engaging my enemy!
Apropos of this, below the fold is the utterly astounding artwork of Matt Michallow of StarArtWorks. He, through me, the guy wearing his art, owned Ohayocon, the largest animecon of central Ohio, two weeks ago. Over 350 pictures taken!
Continue reading “Coming Back to Life”
Friday PM, a looooong walk from the action of the rest of central Ohio’s biggest animecon. I was to give a talk on Creative Writing & Self-publishing. I expected 3. Maybe 5. Ten minutes before the talk, doors open. 18 came in. I had 15 hand-outs.
Ten minutes later, when I stand to begin my talk, there are just over 50 people. I reach down for the water bottle, think better of it, and reach for my flask of bourbon, instead. I raise my head and smile like Milo does.
“Thank you so much for coming all this way! You’re obviously not here by accident, so let’s get to it!”
One full hour later (the con changed the format so we really get a full hour) completing both my presentation and the dozens of very good questions (barring, well… never mind), I’m shaking hands, signing & selling books, suddenly the room’s empty. I look at Daughter #1.
“That went very well, father.”
Later this evening, people from the panel stopped me in the halls of the Columbus Convention Center saying, “Thanks so much! I’m going to start on my book tomorrow!”
Being an asshole, I do what I do:
“Why not tonight?”
Fantastic panel, fantastic group; thanks be to God!
PowerPoint slides for Ohayocon 2017: complete.
Script for Ohayocon 2017 talk* about Creative Writing & Self-Publishing: complete (and revised after I found out yesterday that I’ve about ten more minutes!)
Outline for my long-delayed music video, ‘Lightning Across Clearest Blue:’ complete and in the hands of my collaborators. It’s now up to those “visual” artists to turn my lifeless outline into something that get us about 250k pageviews.
Wait…. Wasn’t I working on another book, too? Custard…? No, it was Cursed… Livers? I cannot recall….
*They’ve put me in a convention center room that likely seats 200. On a Friday afternoon, far from the main action of the Con, with a hyper-specialized topic. I’m anticipating 2-3 attendees. Five, tops. Oh, well: that much sooner to the bar, I suppose.
Whew! Finished the ‘script’ that I’ll be using with my Powerpoint slides in twelve days at my presentation on Creative Writing & Self-Publishing at Ohayocon. I’ve much ground to cover, and – since I’ll be a little drunk – cannot allow myself to get side-tracked, so I’ll have a written script in-hand to keep me on the rails. I’ll likely as not tweak it a little, but that’s one less thing to fret over.
Have to work a short shift tomorrow (ironically with the woman who’ll be starring in the music video I need to finish) so perhaps I can take all my hand-written direction notes for what I’m provisionally calling “Lightning Across Clearest Blue” and type them up and get them to the rest of the team.
What? Work on ‘Cursed Hearts’? Never heard of it.
Continue reading ““Plots have I laid!””
Haven’t posted as, honestly, there was nothing to say.
Work continues on Cursed Hearts, slowly (it would be oh-so simple to turn it into a novella of 30k words; I’m resisting that impulse. For now).
I’ve the outline of what looks to be a 11-slide Powerpoint presentation for my Creating Writing/Self-publishing panel at Ohayocon in mid-January. After a year of watching Milo speeches, I find myself using his voice in my head as I write.
This morning made a re-revision to the images I’m thinking of using in a fan-video; a joint venture of 3-AR Studios LLC and Star Art Works LLC. I need that in the hands of my collaborators no later than a week from today so they can add/delete/change it.
It’s fascinating to me that the world of Machine Civilization I’ve created is open and flexible enough to swallow all of my other works. As a former Systems Engineer, I’m absurdly pleased about that.
Christmas break for my girls, so no shuttling them about pools. I’m hoping for productive evenings this next two weeks.
Ii don’t care that CH is a commercial product (well, yes, I do; that’s not my point) so I’m going to continue sharing snippets here. Continue reading “Not dead; but dreaming”
NaNoWriMo passed yesterday. As I expected, I was no-where near finished, much less to 50k words. Which is fine: I’ve many other things pressing for my time, and I’m finding the characters engaging and the genre a good challenge, so I don’t want to rush. Still: deadlines. So, I think I’ll set Christmas as my writing stop-date. As I’m guesstimating that this one will be a little longer than my first two – maybe 65k words – that’ll give me January to… hang on, something just came in on my ‘writer’ email….
Oh. It appears my one-hour panel, ‘Creative Writing and Self-Publishing’ for Ohayocon 2017, in Columbus, Ohio, has been approved. Sure be nice if I could give a more current example than 10-month old Echoes of Family Lost. Hmmm. January 15th….
‘Scuse me: I need to go make some coffee for tonight. I’d best see how Maya gets her memory back so she can start killing people again. Cheerio!
WTF has WordPress done now? Changed their input window for no tanjed reason; likely some unemployable nephew. Assholes.
Anyway. Ohayocon was qualified fun: the local hotel was undergoing remodeling – which was a huge bother – the staff was over-the-top-helpful this time, only 5 of the 6 panels I went to sucked ass*, and my girls – off on their own – did not get molested. And, back in the room, post-chemo wife was chill.
In the Dealers Room, found some Aria swag for myself and a gift each for my two pharmacist sempais. And several gifts for my sick wife. Took only a few pix, see below, but many conversations. I do so love our animecon kononia! Some great after-con talks, too: hi, Beck! (get those lymph nodes checked out!)
*Hosting a panel is so simple; I thought.
Note to those making a panel: Powerpoint, stick to your topic, crush trolls, answer questions.
This ain’t rocket science, boys. Sheesh.