This bridges to the last installment of Part 2. All that’s left is Gary’s visit with Robert, escalating to a meeting of some/several of the Council, and whatever political fallout there is of that.
Then they all go to Mass on Sunday. Henge has a seizure and Part 2 ends. After the resolution of the seizure; I’m an ass but not that big of one.
Continue reading “Sacraments”
When you and your Intended want nothing more than to mate like mad minks but have the honor, intelligence, and wisdom to not.
Talking politics is always a turn-off…
Continue reading “The Wee Hours of the Morning…”
Nearly 15k words from Friday night to now, Monday evening. I need to go back to my DayJob to take a break…
Much progress and I have seen much more. Current word total of 58.9k. I think 31 May is feasible…
Continue reading “Burn Through”
Crested 51k total words today; lay down about 4k. My liver might be dying but I seem to be getting the hang of writing on my days off. Fausta’s combat android has just shown up in the Knoxville area along with important things… such as the plot! Some unusual, for me, exposition below the fold.
Continue reading “Breaking Barriers”
Is this a personal record? Going dark 32 days? Training at Dayjob has been hectic; Daughter #1 is in her last weeks of HS; Daughter #2 passed her Drivers Test; frantic work to get the WWE raw manuscript complete by my 31 May deadline… and I ignore everyone who reads my work here. Apologies.
Believe it or not, Part One is complete, just shy of 38k words. I’m already about 7k words into Part Two but this is something of a misnomer: I’ve bits and pieces of Part Two strung about two HDD all amounting to 16k more words. There is a lot of ‘bridging’ I have to do to make it all hang together, otherwise those pieces will be rejected by readers and hang separately.
The latter part of Part One surprised me. A person who’d been a tertiary character was suddenly the key to wrapping up the story. That sort of thing is fairly typical for my compartmentalized writing style of simply putting down what they show me. I never know where any of this is going.
Below the fold is a short pause just before a rush of action to the ending. Humor is involved as well as the star of my last two novels, who’s now a pilot.
Continue reading “Forgetting the Important Things”
Over the past ten days, even with the confusion and uncertainty of new DayJob, I have kept at writing… to the point where I wrote myself to a point I did not want to be: it was if I was going to have to write some spy-adventure novel that would have 13-year old Gary trying to track late 20’s Ryan Gannt across most of Eurasia…
I waited, thought, and drank. Yesterday, drunk, I found a way out: subcontracting. What’s below the fold is a glimpse of that… the negotiations with tribe Mendrovovitch to find and ‘control’ Ryan Gannt before he genocides the machines. That will allow me to keep the lens on Gary and Henge, where it belongs.
I think, think, mind you, that the end of Part One of WWE is within my grasp. If they let me see, I should know more by the weekend.
Continue reading “Inbox/Outbox”