Day 109. 121 pages, 52,150 words.
I was considering leaving out the fourth and final part of this extended Destarion story, and writing the whole thing into a fun little novel for Amazon sale at Christmas.
But I haven’t really got time to make a cover for it (or the time and funds to commission a proper cover for it), and besides – it’s perfectly workable as a fragmented little serial horror story, but it’s not particularly well put together to be a novel. As little as I care about that sort of thing, it would require a bit of editing and rearrangement and still might not work.
I mean, consider that I did exactly the same thing with The First Feast, to what I think was reasonable effect … but I think that was okay because it hung together better as a story. And it was part of a four-story anthology, so the reader might know better to expect some fragmentation and forgive a few of its story-arc and classical narrative structure shortcomings. A stand-alone novel … maybe not?
 Although truth be told, I don’t do plot points and arcs and acts and narrative. I learned all about them in university, and now I just tell the stupid story as it stupid happens. I try to force a little bit of structure into it but what generally happens then is, I realise it’s a nine-act series of ascending and descending plot arcs that looks like a structure if you squint but corresponds to nothing I ever learned in my writing classes … at which point I just give up and let it happen.
So perhaps the full story can appear here on the blog as a special bonus (rather than a slap in the face and a fuck-you) to the three or four people who are actually reading it. Perhaps I don’t need to worry too much about only getting one novel (or anthology) finished and published this year – maybe two if both I and my cover artist get really serious about Greyblade. Perhaps it’s fine to just take it a bit slower and get it right, and I don’t need to dump my random side-scrawlings and blog-scrapings on the world for sale like some kind of desperate hasn’t-written-a-full-series-advancing-novel-in-almost-a-decade bearded procrastination queen.
Naming no names.
I was also considering illustrating the story (the Destarion story, I mean), and releasing it with drawings! But that’s going to be a lot of work and I think a lot of these surreal monsters and things work better in the imagination than if I scribbled down how they look in my own head. I still have a couple of picture-books planned so they could happen any time. Maybe these gruesome little Destarion horror-pulp numbers can fit in alongside that somehow.
Nothing much to add for today, it’s another weekender and I’m hopefully going to be focussing on sleep, getting rid of this cold, and writing Greyblade.