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Category Archives: writing
Long Walk
I’ve been busy trying to weasel a couple of friends into starting their own novels, and I have finally decided to pull up my own socks. So: Here’s the log line for my next one:
A drifter with a
magic marbleglass eye, a magic drachma and a passion for Doctor Pepper sobers up from a decade-long bender and goes off in search of his son.
Image CC-BY-NC-SA by Ben McLeod
Twins from Matsu
Story idea I’ve been playing with for years. I came up with a log line for it yesterday, and I have to testify!
Twins from Matsu, feel each other’s pain, separated at birth, one goes on to spy for the mainland, the other to spy for Taiwan, brought into conflict, fail to recognize each other, love triangle, fight with guns and kung-fu, kill each other in the end.
Shakespearean Espionage Kung-Fu Tragedy.
Say it with me now!
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1501
My outlining project for July has the working title 1501.
In 1501, a Berber kid leaves the desert, goes to sea, learns a bunch of magic from a crazed Afghan dude and saves Sardinia from the Ottomans with some help from a Chinese hash smuggler and a giant lemur.
Radio Free Zion
My outlining project for June is a voltpunk story:
In 1936, Ethiopian radio pirates use improvised technology to broadcast the true story of Mussolini’s incursion to the world.
Boggle and Sneak Release Date: May 1, 2008
Lots of great Boggle and Sneak news!
I have been working with freelance editor Marisa Ring, and she has given me the green light to send the manuscript to the copy editor. Mozhi is working so hard on the illustrations that he has become completely obscured by a corona of splashing ink and wadded paper. Everything is on track for a May 1 release date of the free PDF and hardcover (via Lightning Source) editions.
Mark your calendars!
The Weeds
I’m down in the weeds, trying to interject the perfect fifty words somewhere into the last third of Boggle and Sneak, to clarify a plot point that has stumped a couple of readers. I feel about eight inches tall, pretty much like the creatures in the story.
Heist
For January: A heist featuring a drifter named Stove and a posse of mean-spirited hoboes only she can see.
The Ox
I was up in St. Paul today, so I ate a bowl of pho at Saigon and then ensconced myself across the intersection at the Rondo Community Outreach Library and wrote two stories for The Ox (plus another one later sitting at Kopplin’s.) The one that seems most presentable is Greengage.
The Virus
My parents came over last Thursday and took care of the girls, and I sat by the stove in the shed and hacked out the first six stories for The Ox.
Then I spent a long long time in the company of The Virus.
Emerging now…