The Rest of the Year

Blog No. 364

72736354_100222638075437_4019913892397318144_nI’ve got one more event this year. It’s the Fall Book Crawl, a local author signing event at the Tecumseh Library on November 23rd. It’s a Saturday and I have no idea what to expect except for a bunch of authors (some I haven’t met before). It’s being organized by Tim Gabrielle, an author I haven’t met, but whose books I’ve spotted at Biblioasis. He’s done a good job so far getting a number of authors organized, finding prizes for a draw, and advertising the thing. I’ve been in his shoes a few times, so I know how much work it can be (and how you can never know what thing you do will or won’t bring in the people. Either way, it should be a good afternoon with a bunch of different genres represented and some new people to meet. Continue reading “The Rest of the Year”

Daily Life

Blog No. 362

gallery-1426864304-screen-shot-2015-03-20-at-110459-amI’ve been working on a second draft of Broadcast Wasteland, but it’s been a pretty slow pace. I’m not overly motivated to work on it every day like I was for the first draft. That’s not to say I haven’t been putting in some time. Right now it’s split between finding a passage to read for the Biblioasis event (which was last night. Sorry if you missed it) doing the second draft, and trying to get that review finished for my friend. That’s not a terrible amount of work, but things at the day job have been hectic and stressful. October was a super busy month (the hall where I work was open every day) and with the new systems in place, we all had to make adjustments to the way we do everything. (It’s all a little slap in the face). Continue reading “Daily Life”

Time to make the Donuts

Blog No. 361

giphy-2I bought a game. I know I shouldn’t have, but I was out and about on Sunday and stopped at the store. It was a game I’d been wanting (the first on was quite good) and it was on sale. I spent several hours that night getting used to the new controls (why do game makers do that, anyway? The first game was just fine. Now I have to forget the way it was and learn something new). It was a fun evening of wasted time that capped off my week and a half (and a bit) of sloth after the writing sprint. I was going to finish a short story, but I only had one writing session for it. I’m probably half way there (or more) so I’ll keep picking away at it, but it’s time to face the dreaded edits. Continue reading “Time to make the Donuts”

Like a Circle

Blog No. 360

giphyBecause this is the 360th post. Like a circle. Get it? (I know you probably do. Ignore me. I think I’m funny). Now that Broadcast Wasteland is written (and all the editing and other work is ahead of me) I’m really not sure what this post is going to be about. We’re going on another journey together! Last weekend was Advanced Polls in Canada and my Day Job was a polling location. I usually dread it because the poll clerks aren’t always with it, the people who come in are often angry, and I get caught in circular arguments where voters scream political opinions and racist comments at me (all the while I do my best to keep my cool and remind them that you aren’t really allowed to talk about politics at a polling site, also racism is bad). It was four days of early mornings and monotonous hours, but it turned out the clerks were good and I only had one racist comment throw in my direction. Either way, I hadn’t done anything productive since I finished the first draft last Wednesday. Continue reading “Like a Circle”

The Things Left Behind or Diversify

Blog No. 359

spacehunter-adventures-in-the-forbidden-zone-02Those of you who read this blog semi-regularly know that I actually write these posts on Tuesday and schedule them for Thursday. When I first started doing this weekly, I would try to write them Wednesday night, but most of the time I scrambled on Thursday, at the day job, with an avalanche of people streaming in for angry, yelling, tribunal time. It didn’t work out so well. I chose Tuesday as it’s usually a quiet day at work and it gives me a buffer in case things come up or my schedule changes. Because I write the posts two days early, I sometimes write about things that haven’t happened yet, but are likely (or almost certainly) to happen in the interim. Sometimes it’s a scheduled event, or just a planned meeting. This time, it’s me finishing the first draft of Broadcast Wasteland. Continue reading “The Things Left Behind or Diversify”

Still on It

Blog No. 358

tenorI don’t want to keep harping on my whole, writing every day in September, thing, but September is over and I think it deserves some kind of wrap-up. My initial goal was to write every day and get the first draft of the third novella, Broadcast Wasteland, finished. I managed to write all but one day (due to illness, so I’m giving myself a pass) but the first draft isn’t done. I’m going to keep working on it every day until it’s finished. With some luck and effort, I should be finished by the end of the week (or at least the weekend). Continue reading “Still on It”

Septem-blur

Blog Post No. 357

220px-the_flying_graysons_28post-zero_hour_versions29I’m not sure what to talk about this month (which, I believe is the first time this year). It’s strange. I feel like I’ve done fewer things (and in terms of events, I have) but I’m just as busy. Right now, I’m still charging forward on Broadcast Wasteland. I’m sitting at 27 000 words as of Tuesday (hopefully 29 000 by tonight) and I’m hoping to be sitting at 33 000 by the end of September. I’m not going to be finished, though. The way the story is right now, I think I’m going to be sitting over the 35 000 first draft mark, but I also fell like there is a good 2 – 3000 words just itching to be cut. At least a chapter or two, nearly in their entirety. Maybe. It’s hard to see the whole picture when you’re in the middle of it. So, I’m going to be continuing this mad dash past September and into October. Where I’m going to stop is up to the story. Maybe I just need to hit the 38 000 mark and will be done in the first week. Maybe I’ll burn out and join the circus. Who can tell? Continue reading “Septem-blur”