Day 1. 0 pages, 0 words.
Again, nothing much to report. I’ve started chipping away at the short stories. Some of them are a mere half-page of notes, others are already in excess of 40 pages. I’m not sure whether the ones I have started here on the blog – most notably The First Feast – should be finished here. I guess, out of fairness, I should publish them here.
Some others, like Black Honey Wings, are already complete and need nothing more than a once-over for continuity and basic writing quality. Which I hope is pretty equal between the blog and my books, but who knows?
Others still, they will be entirely new creations.
I’m also not sure whether I should put a running word count and timer on the blog for them. I don’t know if 70 days will do it. Short stories are a new animal. Plus, they’re all in separate docs. Perhaps, when I finish one and move it across into the final publishing template, I’ll throw a note here. But I guess to make that worth doing, I’d need to add a Day count.
Ahh, what the heck. I’ll put one on here. Just keep in mind, the 70 day deadline does not apply.
Today is a good day.
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
“continuity and basic writing quality. Which I hope is pretty equal between the blog and my books, but who knows?”
Was that a dig at my sentence fragments? That I love? And want to use more often?
LOL perhaps. Here it was also “animal.Plus,” Your blog needs an editor ;P
Ah, well spotted! Fixed it.
I may have a bit of a mercenary heart but I don’t know about fairness, still, with regards to posting the rest of the stories you started on the blog. I think your fans are of the polite sort that won’t tear you up for not posting, and the parts you’ve posted here serve more as teasers, I think. Think of them like a really long trailer. 😀
Yeah, I think the only unfinished one was The First Feast, and you folks – my constant readers and commenters – are the only ones even slightly invested there.
Plus, I will probably make a few changes and upgrade the bits I posted, not altering them so much as augmenting. So it might be nonsensical to post the last parts here on top of the old ones.
I can’t wait to see it finished, though, so in that sense I’m now talking against my best interests. If you don’t post it here then it’ll be a longer while ’til I get it in my hands as I’ll need to wait for the book to come out! 😀
I still stand by my words though. Professional ethics demand it.