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First, last, and always
Oct. 2nd, 2005 12:02 pmAll right, because it beats packing more boxes...the first line meme of everything I'm currently working on. ("Currently working on" being a loosely defined term: those folders which have permanent residence on my menu bar.)
Night Warrior
What a bright ending to such a dark tale.
Charged with Folly
The angel braced himself on a black-iron lamppost, opened his mouth, and expelled a long stream of light into the gutter.
(That's been slightly edit from the OWW version.)
Shivery Bones
The window exploded. Shards of plate glass sheered like tiny missiles into the house's yard. Ezra leaped through the ragged hole into the night, his side and back burning.
"Sealed with a Curse"
So many roads leading to so many towns, and the only thing important about any of them was that they led away from the last town.
The Confessions of Thomasina
31st Meckellan, the Year of Our Suffrage, 1882
Dear Diary:
I believe that one should not set out to do a great deal of writing unless one has something to say.
Brother Wolf
The first sound he ever remembered hearing was the crunch of his own boots on gravel walking down the side of a rural highway.
___________________________
Although I say I only work on one novel at a time, and that's technically true, I'm in a constant state of "diddling" with several others. After a great deal of serial diddling, one of them reaches a point of release and that becomes my main focus.
Brother Wolf is an old novel which has been making inroads into my psyche lately. It nearly finished me off back in late 2000, almost made me quit writing when after 250 pages in collapsed on me. I'd had a long string of not finishing any story of any kind and I despaired of finishing anything when Browolf went flat. But I couldn't quite give up and rediscovered my process and finished a novella called "Sealed with a Curse"--and haven't looked back since. And now I'm thinking I know how to fix Brother Wolf.
Night Warrior
What a bright ending to such a dark tale.
Charged with Folly
The angel braced himself on a black-iron lamppost, opened his mouth, and expelled a long stream of light into the gutter.
(That's been slightly edit from the OWW version.)
Shivery Bones
The window exploded. Shards of plate glass sheered like tiny missiles into the house's yard. Ezra leaped through the ragged hole into the night, his side and back burning.
"Sealed with a Curse"
So many roads leading to so many towns, and the only thing important about any of them was that they led away from the last town.
The Confessions of Thomasina
31st Meckellan, the Year of Our Suffrage, 1882
Dear Diary:
I believe that one should not set out to do a great deal of writing unless one has something to say.
Brother Wolf
The first sound he ever remembered hearing was the crunch of his own boots on gravel walking down the side of a rural highway.
___________________________
Although I say I only work on one novel at a time, and that's technically true, I'm in a constant state of "diddling" with several others. After a great deal of serial diddling, one of them reaches a point of release and that becomes my main focus.
Brother Wolf is an old novel which has been making inroads into my psyche lately. It nearly finished me off back in late 2000, almost made me quit writing when after 250 pages in collapsed on me. I'd had a long string of not finishing any story of any kind and I despaired of finishing anything when Browolf went flat. But I couldn't quite give up and rediscovered my process and finished a novella called "Sealed with a Curse"--and haven't looked back since. And now I'm thinking I know how to fix Brother Wolf.