New year, new adventures.
Thursday, December 30, 2021
Friday, December 24, 2021
I love watching it cycle through the color phases. Made it very hard to choose a representative picture, but it's been a kind of blue Christmas. They all are, lo these many years.
So much of Christmas is about nostalgia. We all have our own perspectives on the same moment. My sisters both look like they would have been better off sleeping in. I was already deep into chapter one of "King of the Wind" by Marguerite Henry. I still have it but it's in rough shape.
And my all-time favorite Christmas memory was finding a plastic turtle with a diamond ring tied around its neck with a little piece of ribbon in the bottom of my Christmas stocking. Not understanding the significance until he put it on my finger and asked me for forever. Much later that same morning we told my parents. Somehow we look like we had already seen deep into the future and found it to be as good as it gets.
Sunday, December 19, 2021
A weeklong struggle to come up with what self-published marketers call a "reader magnet" ended in a stalemate.
|testing solar Christmas lights...today
An RM is a freebie designed to get readers to sign up on your email list which hopefully will lead to some of them actually buying your books. I am not playing the game well.
Oh, I strapped up and went after the words alright. Got down a 5K kernel that turned out to be the many roomed ground floor of the next volume of Prophets Tango. No way any of it is throwaway. I just can't work like that.
What is going to happen is like the steel spine of one of the more formidable modern rollercoasters; beginning, the myriad middle twists and rolls, to the kind of end where the riders get off and toss back a cold one as they run to line up for another ride.
How it will happen? Story will run riot round that framework organically. I'm letting Life take my players through the paces of change as wild as Kudzu; growth, bloom, wither, die and be reborn.
Wednesday, December 15, 2021
Wednesday, December 08, 2021
I would never say that to anyone else, but Keep it Simple, Stupid is what seems to give me the most trouble lately.
Sunday, December 05, 2021
Friday, December 03, 2021
I'm done trying to force this one.
Compose in haste, repent in long hours of frustration and regret, 'cause you don't just gesso over or hit delete when it comes to hand stitching.
Again, the problem of scale when it comes to cloth and thread. Out of a need to just make something, I got sucked into the square inch dilemma, seeing only what was locked into the hoop.
Outcome? A big mess that is about to become a very serviceable pillow.
I've been doing the same thing with the writing. The big picture is not resolving by sketching elaborate scenarios for the players. There's no end to that shit! I've always had diarrhea of the imagination. I'm having trouble finding the very necessary middle ground between being a plotter and a pantser.
It's day eight of the kind of cold that pretty much leaves you alone once you get up and have some coffee. Then, come late afternoon, it blooms in your head like a noxious fungus leaking out of your eyes and nose.
Sorry about that.