In between all the craziness of this month, I’m still plugging away at Not Flesh Nor Feathers. It is my fervent hope that I’ll crest maybe 25,000 words on it before getting to Seattle; I think it’s going to be important to the overall feel of the thing. I need to be here to get it underway. I need for it to be flavored with this place, before I leave for the west coast.
I also – in my perfect dream world where I’m super-productive – want to get a healthy start on The Wreck of the Mary Byrd before I go. It’ll only be 30K words or so total, which I could hypothetically write in a week or two (if it came to that, and if I had nothing else to do). I’m looking forward to it, almost as a little bit of creative dessert.
While I love the Eden books and I’m very excited by NFNF, I’m also pleased by the prospect of writing about something else for awhile. I haven’t tried to take on a full-length project unrelated to Eden in several years, so this will prove to be an entertaining change of pace. I can escape from first person narration (fun, but taxing); I can indulge a new mythos. I can talk about different places and other people for a bit. Really, I’m extremely grateful to Bill Shafer over at Subterranean for the opportunity.
TWOTMB will be the last project I take from Tennessee.
Of course, if you’ve just surfed into this page via the back of Four and Twenty Blackbirds, then you probably have no idea what the heck I’m talking about. If this is the case, and if you’d like to be filled in on all the life-altering dirt, you’d be better off reading my silly little LiveJournal than this blog. I love this page, but I mostly use it as a place to post professional progress.
Like this – a progress report on NFNF:
16,388 / 100,000
For more general personal stuff, my LJ is where it’s at.
I guess I ought to go update that one now, too.