"Then, Brutus, I have much mistook your passion;
By means whereof this breast of mine hath buried
Thoughts of great value, worthy cogitations.
Tell me, good Brutus, can you see your face?"

Julius Caesar – Act 1, Scene 2. Lines: 53-56

Saturday, December 26, 2009

hot damn.

Okay. I followed through. Yay me! Draft #2 of THoR is complete. I have sent it to four very lovely people to read and review. I'm trying very hard not to be concerned about it... if I get concerned, I will throw a tantrum no matter what they say, and I'd prefer to just be cool about everything, as it's so much less exhausting to be cool about stuff and not be concerned and frowny all the time. So I guess I'll just trust these lovely people to say good things as well as helpful things, and trust myself to follow through again if I must. Which I must. Undoubtedly. And things.

The other thing is... if I get concerned about it NOW, I'll never cope with trying to publish. Which is already really freaking unlikely with the economy the way it is.

The other other thing is... I have other things to say and other stories to tell, and I am now enough of a writer and enough of a person to begin to trust the stories themselves. I will hereby begin official work on two projects: The Young Historians (TYH), a sci-fi/historical fiction bit which may or may not also be a really fantastic idea for a tv show or miniseries, and the Sammy project. The Sammy project has no real name yet... but I am trying to let myself trust that too. I like naming things, it gives me stability and power, but not naming this one is important, because the story itself is very unpredictable. With THoR, I knew the beginning of the story, and the end of the story, but not the middle at all. With the Sammy project... I know who Sammy is, and what has happened to her at the point when the story begins... but not why or how or what will come of it. I figure I oughta just let all those details go and see what happens once I let Sammy in.

With TYH, I know the beginning. But nothing else. Funny old world isn't it. I smell a pattern...

So yes. We are now hanging THoR up to dry, see what happens when the inkblots fade a bit... and we are opening our doors to TYH and Sammy... although just by this gut feeling right now, TYH is going on hold (again) and Sammy will take the lead. Which is nice. I think I need a little stream of consciousness cosmic fantasy in my magical realistic life.

Cheers, and Happy Boxing Day. :)

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

shit just got real.

The pirates.

I found them.

I'm going to finish this bitch.



In other news: Garth Nix's Abhorsen trilogy is bomb (just finished), so is "Torchwood" (SHIT) and "Doctor Who" (GODDAMN I'm obsessed). Also: it's Christmas Eve tomorrow. Also: I am officially a director, a worthy actress, still attached to My Little Ponies, and very much invested in the discussion and development of time travel. My mind is totally abuzz with a million things that have been stirring since the last time I posted here. But I feel like I'm going to post here more often. I think. I hope. We'll see. I have a lot to say and finally maybe a little time to say it.

But like I said at the beginning... I found the pirates. I was really busy all semester, directing and being a bigwig (literally - the play was "Steel Magnolias") and all that... but now. NOW. I found them, and I'm working on it, and I finally, suddenly feel so full of certainty that I can finish for real... that I WILL finish for real. And I'll let you know when I do.

Merry Christmas, yarrrrrgh.