I’ve got nothing but work on my mind today, so all you’ll get this evening is a quick list of writing-related bullet points, the better to put you into a deep sleep with.
- The sequel to Big Damn Military SF Novel (a.k.a. “Terms of Enlistment”)is underway and zipping right along. I’m in the middle of Chapter 4, and the count so far is 11,000 words of a projected 90,000. (That’s just a wild-ass guess based on the rough outline in my head, but I tend to overshoot my word count estimates by 10k or more.)
- I’ve settled on a title for the sequel: “Lines of Departure”.
- Once again, I am forced to acknowledge that SF in general, and military SF in particular, is just too much damn fun to write. Yesterday, I ended my workday by finishing Chapter 3 with a nuclear explosion, and a nicely creepy reference to Exodus 12:29. (Yes, I’ve read the Bible. Shocking, I know.) This is not to say that you couldn’t put mushroom clouds and biblical references to indiscriminate slaughter into a romance novel or a self-help book, but you’d have to be an ace to pull it off.
- That thing I asked about a few days back, about the viability of a YA novel set in WWII Germany? I started assembling notes, wrote part of a tentative first chapter, and I like what’s going onto paper so far. This will be on the back burner until the current project is finished, but that’s fine, because it’ll give my brain some time to simmer all the ingredients a bit.
So that’s still what I do whenever I’m not actively Daddy-ing: still making stuff up and writing it down, imbued with that rare combination of ego and optimism that makes one think, “This is so good, people will want to spend money to read it.”
Right-o…back to work for me, and off to bed for you, dear Internets. We’ll chat later, hmm-kay?