I do have another serial in the works, and I had high hopes of posting the first installment today. Well, this week went sideways, so I’m going to shoot for next Friday or Saturday.
I wanted to preview this serial, but I’ve actually got two going, and I’m waffling between the two. So bear with me while I try to figure all this out, okay?
Have a great weekend, everyone!
I received the loveliest direct message on Twitter this morning and just had to share.
Morning! Purchased Slipping Time
last night. I really, *really* liked it. You’ve a great natural voice, some very elegant phrasing. 🙂
The ever lovely Kelli Collins from Elora’s Cave sent me that, and I don’t think I have to tell you that it just made my morning!
Fork in the Road by Patrick Smith
On July 31st, 2009 I posted the first installment of the Voyeur series, All for a Glimpse. I had a vague idea of what I wanted to do with the serial and thought it would be an interesting thing to accomplish. The original intention was that each installment would be a short story in its own right, tied together by the character Veronica. But it didn’t take long before it morphed into something else entirely.
The last installment of this project will be posted today. I have it mostly written but am struggling with pulling the trigger on the final piece of the puzzle, worrying it like a dog with a bone. It’s wrapping up somewhere around 24,000 words, which just amazes me. For the most part I wrote the entire series in roughly 900 word pieces. When I was preparing for NaNoWriMo I wrote four or five pieces in a week and could feel the change in flow.
Noticing that means that when I get going on my next serial(yes, there will be another. I hope to post the start next Friday and continue posting weekly as I have with Voyeur) I want to make sure I write three or four at a time, in close proximity. If there’s one thing I know is that I am not a sprinter, neither with words or on my feet. I like looking ahead, pacing myself, planning how I’m going to make it to the next chapter, the next plot point. So I’ve no intention of even thinking the next serial will be anything but that ~ a novella delivered in serialized form.
I also intend to go back through Voyeur in its entirety, do much need rewrites, perhaps expound on things touch on all too briefly, then release the novella as an eBook. As that process unfolds I’m sure I will blog about it, and keep track of the progress.
I’m off of work today and Monday, and hope to make some writing progress. For now, I’ve a lovely little werewolf piece flowing, so I’m going to stop knawing on Voyeur and work on it for a bit. Perhaps knowing there are other projects in the wings will give me the strength to let her go.
You discover things about yourself at the strangest times. Last night the DSL connection at home was on the fritz. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn’t. Then it didn’t work for a lonnnnnnng time(read:an hour) then it was back, then it was gone again.
This morning, Twitter’s done.
The two situations are proving just how much I’ve taken for granted the presence of the little community I belong to online. It’s making me twitchy that Twitter went down in the midst of saying good morning to everyone. It drove me bonkers last night that I didn’t get a chance to say goodnight, nor did I get a chance to do my final round of ALL the blogs that I read.
It’s also showing me that I really am driven to do more than one thing at a time. Here I am, writing a blog post, running reports for work, checking email and playing this on Youtube and it’s still not enough to keep my mind occupied! Yes. I’m a spazz.
I acknowledge it.
I embrace it.
NOW FIX TWITTER DAMN IT!
Purple by UrbanDawn
I’m not a graceful person. Truly. My mom was known for describing me as a “bull in a china shop” when I was younger, and I’m still not all that good at moving around. But I do like to think I move down my path of life with grace, shifting and dancing to my own drumbeat. (yes…I’m rambling….I’m allowed.)
I’ve talked a lot of paths and mazes. Well, I’m not dreaming of them anymore, but the path forward is crooked and I can’t see around the bend. On Twitter last night I tweeted “Sometimes the road seems smooth, but it’s only because you’re gaining speed for the hill ahead.”
My life is about to get a bit. . .full. My sister-in-law and niece will be moving in with Mr. Greyson and I in a couple of months. I’m supportive – in fact, it was out of my mouth that the suggestion came on Friday evening when he was speaking with her. It’s always been something we’ve expected to happen since we relocated – they’re very close, and our niece practically views my husband as her dad. He’s one of the few stable aspects of her life.
But it certainly will prove to be a challenge.
In addition to all of that, I’m only a few hundred words from bidding the Voyeur series goodbye. I’m a bit sad about it. these characters have been with me for a full half a year now. I see them every week, think about them even more often. But, I am liking the ending I’m giving Vee, and that’s making it easier.
Sommer blogged yesterday about feeling blue. Well, today…today I’m purple. I’m a bit pensive, a bit thoughtful. I’d like to stroll through a field of lavender, let my fingers brush the blossoms, spilling the fragrance into the air, and find some measure of quiet about the whole thing. The last few weeks feel as though we’ve been climbing *click*click*click* up the big hill of the roller coaster and I’ve just heard the chain disengage. The cars are cresting the hill and soon, very soon, gravity will be in control.
And I need to try to stay on the track.