I’ve had a story on the brain of late. The story… well, I’d call it “emotionally bleak.” It’s a story of great sorrow, and sometimes I “feel” the characters in my head as I’m working through the plot permutations. I sketched out a scene while riding the subway recently. Today, while riding the subway, IContinue reading “On Another Scene”
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On My First Blog Post
I logged into my WordPress install this evening, not really having anything on my mind to blog about, until I saw a link to this — Do You Remember Your First Blog Post? WordPress gives me an aggregation of links to some WordPress-related blogs. At one time I had a plugin installed that simply blockedContinue reading “On My First Blog Post”
On Writing on the Subway
Sometimes, the best place to write, or at least sketch-write, is on the subway. It’s a captive place. There’s not much else to do. It’s easy to whip out a notepad and pen and jot down ideas. Lately, my head has been in a specific place. It’s working out a story. It’s a depressing story,Continue reading “On Writing on the Subway”
On Writing and Emotional Movement
Over the past week — and more intensely since Saturday — I’ve been working on an outline for a novel. It’s… interesting stuff. To be honest, I know that it’s not working. To be slightly more specific, it’s not working the way I want it to. The story is developing in interesting directions, but theContinue reading “On Writing and Emotional Movement”
On Outline Writing
I spent the weekend working on a novel outline. It’s not quite finished. Right now it’s at 2,500 words. I think it’s going to finish up about a thousand words from now. I’ve just blown up something very big. There are other things to blow up, too. Not quite as big. The story is aboutContinue reading “On Outline Writing”
On Robbie Greenberger and Farpoint
On Thursday, Robbie Greenberger passed away. The son of longtime DC Comics editor Bob Greenberger, Robbie had been battling leukemia since January. Thursday, Robbie’s battle came to an end. He was twenty. I wrote, Friday morning, a tribute to Robbie, and I never posted it. Looking at tributes better written than mine, more personal thanContinue reading “On Robbie Greenberger and Farpoint”
On the View From the Sixth Floor
My cubicle is on the building’s sixth floor. The building is glass. Blue glass. Windows run from floor to ceiling. At a guess, I’m sixty-five, maybe seventy feet off the ground. Could be a little higher; the ground floor isn’t quite level with the ground. Birds fly by. Clouds look amazing from up here. IContinue reading “On the View From the Sixth Floor”
On the End of the Week
It seemed, as the week wore on, that I would never get through the things I needed to do at work this week. I had writing. I have proofing. I had more writing. I had more proofing. I had to do research for writing. I had to get clearances on various things. It never seemedContinue reading “On the End of the Week”
On Tortured Similes
I frequently read Penny Arcade. The creators bring a snarky eye to pop culture and video games, and the web comic rarely fails to amuse me. Today’s strip concerns, of all things, literary criticism. Specifically, the tendency in science fiction to invent really complicated similes for really simple comparisons. Throwing in random, made-up words —Continue reading “On Tortured Similes”
On Shore Leave 2008
Last weekend was Shore Leave. And after a week, I think I’m finally ready to talk about it. So, let me put Elbow in the stereo, and I’ll tell you about it. It’s not that I had anything to hide; it’s that this was a pretty jam-packed week at work, and the last thing IContinue reading “On Shore Leave 2008”