Writer. Editor. Leximaven. Game Designer. Vorpal Blonde. Bisexual Brainlicker. Midas's Touch. Schrödinger's Brat.

That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.

posted on: January 16, 2014
in: Blog

What writing looks like sometimes:

1. Get up, plan to think about the writing project while walking to the coffee shop, instead talk to dad on phone, help plan sister’s wedding.

2. Go to coffee shop. Plan to write. End up answering critical emails and dealing with scheduling snafus and warning off guy at table next to me who wants to talk.

3. Walk home, plan to think about writing project. Deal instead with having to hurry because someone is coming to install blinds and you forgot.

4. Listen to blinds behind installed. Plan to write. Deal instead with questions, issues, neighbor stopping by, two phone calls, and UPS which has yet again lost very important package but will not admit to losing very important package.

5. Plan to think about writing project while showering and on treadmill. Between shower and treadmill desk, discover that blinds were not done correctly, new person coming over to fix them. Noise. Screws. Questions. Ladders. “Can I have this room for a few minutes to fix this?” Do scheduling project that is due tomorrow since it requires less concentration than writing. Look at Numenera sketches that are coming in. Fall in love with them. Tell people so. Look at The Strange corebook layout. Fall in love with it. Provide more feedback for tweaks. Answer eleven million and one emails.

6. Do something pertaining to putting food near mouth while on phone with UPS. Who promises for fourth day in a row that package will arrive today… no, tomorrow. Clean kitchen in preparation for people coming over for tonight’s Numenera game.

7. Do something pertaining to running around the house waving tin foil and yelling “I am the Queen of Tin Foil!” (Seriously. I did that. I had the stress).

8. Write this blog post. Count words written on other things. Feel shocked at number. Wonder how that happened.

(Mary Robinette Kowal also talks about how you find the time to do the words that you need to do on her blog today. She has the smarts.)

Kiss kiss bang bang, s.

**Today’s title courtesy of Walt Whitman. But I bet you knew that. 

New Words:

2,500 gaming

Miles Walked This Year:

 

Words Written This Year:

 

My 42 Writing Projects This Year: 

6. The Bone Key (novel)


5. Love and Sex in the Ninth World (gaming)


4. The Ninth World Guidebook (gaming)


3. Numenera CO (gaming)


2. Izaltu’s Needle (gaming) 3,500/8,000


1. Kinky Rewrite (non-fiction book) 50,000/60,000

 

Perhaps we shouldn’t always get what we think we want.

posted on: January 14, 2014
in: Blog

I went to bed last night feeling stressed and panicked. Then woke up WAY too early this morning feeling the same way. Little things, you know? Deadlines not met (me falling down on the job, others falling down on the job). That sense of unease, like you thought you were juggling all the chainsaws just fine and then you look down and realize the floor is covered in blood and you’re feeling a little light-headed.

Okay, not that bad. Of course not that bad. I’m a writer. I exaggerate for story effect. I thought I was juggling kittens and now my arms are red-lined with scratches. It’s that small. But when I woke up this morning, it was definitely chainsaws.

Then things righted themselves. Things are okay. We all make mistakes and we are adults and we talk it over and we fix things for the future. That’s how it works. Helping each other. And now when I look down, I am covered in kittens. Fuzzy, purring. Cute little kitten butts waggling.

Someday I’ll learn to juggle chainsaws. But right now, I think I’ll just hug kittens instead.*

*there were no actual kittens, chainsaws, or juggling in the making of this post. 

(PS — If you see blank spaces instead of word meters in this post, that’s because the site that I use seems to be temporarily down. Hopefully it will be back up soon. But general tally is 10.5 miles and 20,000 words so far this year).

New Words:

3,000 gaming

Miles Walked This Year:

 

Words Written This Year:

 

My 42 Writing Projects This Year: 

6. The Bone Key (novel)


5. Love and Sex in the Ninth World (gaming)


4. The Ninth World Guidebook (gaming)


3. Numenera CO (gaming)


2. Izaltu’s Needle (gaming) 3,500/8,000


1. Kinky Rewrite (non-fiction book) 46,000/60,000

 

Kiss kiss bang bang, s.

**Today’s title courtesy of Jackalope Wives, a short story by Ursula Vernon. Read it at the link.

The drones probably don’t do any writing.

posted on: January 11, 2014
in: Blog

The best thing you can have in your writing life is someone who is brave enough and smart enough to give you honest, helpful feedback. The second best thing you can have is the ability to listen to that feedback with all of your senses, and then use it to make your work better.

I have the first of those things and usually (okay, sometimes, at least) the second as well.

Some of that is thick skin. Some of it is how much I respect the person taking time and brainpower to give me feedback. And some of that is because it’s just plain fun. Because as much as I like writing, perhaps what I like even more is that moment when I think I have a good piece completed and someone gives me feedback that resonates perfectly, when someone presents me with an idea that has the potential to take a piece from good to great. It’s like sitting on a spider web and feeling that first strum of a meal touching down. The excited tremor of “wow, yes, that’s exactly what it needs” runs up my spine, and down into my feet. I know what comes next, and I know that if I don’t screw it up too badly, the end result will be awesome.

I’m having that moment right now, my mind racing to capture and hold the suggestion so that when I sit down to write tomorrow morning, it will be there, ready for me.

Giving feedback is as hard as taking it. Maybe harder. Anyone who’s willing to brave your tangled web with useful suggestions and thoughts about your writing is a keeper. Wrap them up in your silver web threads and feed them drops of moondew so they will stay with you forever. And don’t forget the most important part: Actually using their advice to improve your work. Spinning a yarn is good. But spinning a silken yarn is even better.

Today’s Words:

2,500 gaming

Miles Walked This Year:

 

Words Written This Year:

 

My 42 Writing Projects This Year: 

6. The Bone Key (novel)


5. Love and Sex in the Ninth World (gaming)


4. The Ninth World Guidebook (gaming)


3. Numenera CO (gaming)


2. Izaltu’s Needle (gaming) 3,500/8,000


1. Kinky Rewrite (non-fiction book) 46,000/60,000

 

Kiss kiss bang bang, s.

**Today’s title courtesy of I tell thee all, I can do no more, a short story by Sunny Moraine.

If you see her, will you tell me?

posted on: January 10, 2014
in: Blog

This post could also be titled Gone, Baby, Gone. But someone else already took that and, hey look! I’m here now, aren’t I?

I haven’t been writing as much as I’d like. Despite how that might sound, I am not actually lamenting this. I am putting it down on paper to show that this is the perfect and true life of a writer. The writer doesn’t always write every day. The writer can’t always write every day. I don’t care what they say. If you’re a writer, you write as often as you can, as much as you can, as well as you can. That’s it. You don’t have time to beat yourself up for the days when you didn’t get words on the page.

Mostly what I’ve been doing is the OTHER part of being a writer who writes for a living. Paying bills. Starting taxes. Project management. Meetings. Organizing art. Playtests. Stupid passport photos. Proofing hyperlinks for the new book. Begging a sex activist that I love to fit an interview with me into her busy schedule. And, of course, the triumphant return to the treadmill desk (which I had to set up, seeing as its in a new house and all).

That’s what being a writer is like, at least for me. I write. I don’t write. I get back up and write some more. Tonight, the wind blows fierce through the trees outside, knocking the windows. And I put my butt in the chair, determined to stay here until the words are done.

This Week’s Words:

4000 non-fiction, 1500 gaming.

 

Miles Walked This Year:

 

Words Written This Year:

 

My 42 Writing Projects This Year: 

6. The Bone Key (novel)


5. Love and Sex in the Ninth World (gaming)


4. The Ninth World Guidebook (gaming)


3. Numenera Character Options (gaming)


2. Izaltu’s Needle (gaming) 3,500/8,000


1. Kinky Rewrite (non-fiction book) 46,000/60,000

 

Kiss kiss bang bang, s.

**Today’s title courtesy of The Rapid Advance of Sorrow, a short story by Theodora Goss.

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