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Mar. 16th, 2010


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I always knew that I wanted to try living in another country. So far, Mexico is serving very well in the "other country" capacity. It has myriad virtues: for instance, I got a suntan in February, while back home in California it was snowing. That's just the beginning, of course.

I'm working at picking up Spanish while I'm here, seeing as that's the predominant language in California anyway, so I can use it when I go home. It's interesting to me, because I've always been intrigued by the relationships languages have with each other; recognizing Spanish words, or at least their root, because they're similar to English words make it a easier for me to grasp the meaning. For everything else, there's Babelfish.

(Although, Babelfish takes my Hi! I don't speak Spanish very well, but maybe you can direct me to the nearest source of caffeine? and turns it into something that it then translates back as Hello! I don' t speaks very well Spanish, but you can perhaps direct I to the nearest caffein source? Babelfish is devious and not to be trusted.)

Speaking (parenthetically) of caffeine, Mexico has successfully broken me of my Starbucks addiction. There is a Starbucks in my city, but it's two three dollar taxi rides away. Surprisingly, since I always thought that coffee was the driving force behind my writing, I've finished a novel and a number of short stories since I got here two months ago. It must be all the sun.

Aug. 25th, 2009



Meh. You know it's officially been too long since you signed in your blog when you can't quite recall the password. To be fair, I do frequently (bits and pieces, anyway) blog on my personal blog, "random_battlecry," though much of that is f-locked. How can I be so cruel, so callous, as to neglect my writing journal?

Too busy writing to bother writing about writing, that's how. If you catch my drift.

I've finished a few short stories in the last weeks, as well as found the impetus to submit one shiny new short and two flash fictions. (Really my problem with writing as a career lies in the marketing. If writers were good at marketing we'd be agents. Some of us are agents, but those few are obnoxious overachievers.) Coming up with freaky rapidity is the looming spectre of NaNoWriMo (!!!) and the decision as to which project I'm going with this year. Last year at this time I'd already settled on Bad Faery and was incredibly excited over the prospect of starting. This year I'm ping-ponging back and forth between Hangman and Hell For Beginners, with a little lean towards the former. Hey, the main character first took up residence in my head over three years ago. Isn't it time to let him go?

Apr. 20th, 2009


Short Story: The Indefinite Urge

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Short Story: Q and A With Johnny Bang


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into the garden

Novel Excerpt: Without Alice

Opening bit of chapter twoCollapse )

Inaugural! And spelled correctly, even.

This being the inaugural post, there's not really a lot to say! I started this blog so I'd have a place to post some new short stories as I wrote them, as well as novel excerpts and pictures. I'm going to be generously optimistic and tell you that yes, before too long there will be something stellar* posted here for you to read, something dramatic,  something life-changing.** Something that'll make you jump up and down, or get up and dance, or at the very least scratch your head.***

For the present, however, just bear with me.

Um... two peanuts were walking down the road, and one of them got... assaulted.

See? Scratching your head already, aren't you?

**probably a complete lie
***Now, this I can do.