Archive for January, 2009

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I’m itching already.

January 31, 2009

Feels strange, not having a daily wordcount hanging over my head. I was just thinking about my schedule for tomorrow (breakfast at 10 with friends, then 5 solid hours of parkour training and teaching, followed by cooking, cleaning, and life) and I was thinking “How am I going to get 2000 words done unless I take my laptop to parkour training?” Then I realised. I don’t need it. I’m (temporarily) free.

That being said, I got 3000 words of a short story done today, so I should have that one up real soon. Not having a daily wordcount doesn’t stop the fingers moving.

Just to round off the post – some classic Aussie political satire.

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Aaaaaand that’s a wrap on Weathermen, draft 3/4. Chapter 1 below!

January 29, 2009

I had a wicked dream last night.

Grace Park, President Obama and myself were all elite members of a ninja squad dedicated to ridding the world of Neo-Nazis. We dressed in the black leather costumes of the Ultimate X-Men and fought off skinheads using katanas. KATANAS.

Has there ever been a greater dream in the history of fantastic dreams?

I can only guess that the dream was brought on by the euphoria of finally finishing Weathermen. 109,000 words of triple-edited and proofread novel is in the bag.

Wait, so it’s FINISHED finished?

Well. Almost. I just need to confirm some maths. The story is done from end to end apart from about 8 instances where I need to know exactly how far it is between the Towers. If I threw in some random numbers right now nobody would know, but if I can get the details correct then I will. Besides that, it’s ready to roll. If anyone knows how to calculate the space between points on a geodesic dome, please, tell me!

As a special bonus for everyone being so nice, I’ve put the first chapter behind the cut. Enjoy! Also, if anyone would like to read the whole MS and give me some feedback, just ask.

Cheers everyone!
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Done! Almost.

January 21, 2009

Finished the final scene today, which makes the manuscript almost complete. Call it v2.9. I have to go back through and fix all the points I earmarked as “too hard, do it later” – sometimes single words I couldn’t quite call to mind, other times a description of a location or emotion that refused to work.

I also have to just generally reread the whole book to make sure the plot develops as it should and not all out of order, and also make sure I didn’t forget any important character developments… which does happen from time to time when you’re working on something so large and with so many significant characters.

All in all, I’m on track to have the manuscript at v3.0 by the end of Jan. Go me!

And for the curious, the current wordcount is 109,300. That’s a drop of 9000 words from the last draft. I don’t expect it to change much between now and the end of Jan. The additions will equal the subtractions.

I’ll have the opening chapters up soon for everyone to read as well.

Phew! Thank God this is almost over!

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Chekov’s Gun

January 17, 2009

Chekov’s Gun is a simple rule regarding foreshadowing and the omission of unnecessary elements in a story. But the counterpoint is that, if a gun appears in the closing act, it must have been referenced earlier in order to avoid being a deus ex machina.

So of course if Pal has a (gun) at the end of Weathermen that allows him to (save the world/girl/puppy), he needs to have obtained it earlier in the story. But where? I’ve been battling with this for weeks. Where did the (gun) come from? Did I need to insert a scene?

Not at all. The scene was there all along, staring at me. Obvious. Even better, it adds significance to a scene previously only middlish. A few tweaks makes the entire exchange vital.

There is no way to solve these problems but to write until the problem comes clear. Anyone who says otherwise lies. Trying to plan this would have made it stilted but now it’s elegant and satisfying.

Back to work. Almost finished.

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7 things about me: a meme

January 10, 2009

I put a solid 2600 words in the Weathermen bank today, so I think it’s time to do this survey/meme/thing that Merilee tagged me for. Basically, I need to list seven aspects of myself that most folk reading this wouldn’t already know. I don’t know if this helps round out folk’s understanding of me, but it was a fun exercise regardless.

1) I’m not scared of snakes. I’d kick a crocodile in the face if it ran at me. But dogs and bugs… hell no. The friendliest dog in the world makes me cringe and whimper and if a spider gets into the house I’d rather relocate across the house than have to shoo it out the door. Too many legs! Far too many!

2) I am always biting something. When I have nails to bite I bite my nails. When my nails are gone I bite my lower lip. When my lips are all bleeding and painful and swollen I bite my tongue. The only way to halt this is to chew gum or rubber bands.

3) I used to want to be a DJ. I hunted down mixing programs and made my own mix-cd’s to give to friends in high school, and I later saved for two years for a set of turntables. I was on the verge of buying a set of turntables and a mixing deck off a friend for around $4000 when another friend secretly informed me that the decks were “completely fucked” and the first friend was playing me for a sucker. I never tried to DJ again.

4) I have worked many jobs, but the most exciting, bizarre, and best paying was working as a stuntman when one of my mates (who is a proper accredited stuntman) got double booked for jobs in different cities and asked me to fill in. I had three days warning before being thrust into the heady world of film with minimal training. It was 36 hour non-stop shoot involving parkour, nudie shots, stunt-driving and zero sleep… and I did it all with what a suspected broken shoulder.

5) I have never written a proper sex scene. I’ve done cut-away fade-to-black situations a few times, and I’ve written a rape scene (not because I enjoyed it, mind – that’s just the course the story took) but I’ve never done a real throbbing, moist, tumescent, engorged, dripping, gasping, tender, thrustable, luscious-folds sex scene. Mostly because I’d be embarrassed by how many synonyms of “cock” I’d have to invent. Maybe I should try to do a real sex scene just for the novelty factor.

6) I used to think I was going to become a concept artist for games and film, and I even moved all the way from Canberra to Melbourne to begin an Industrial Design degree that would allow me to pursue that path. It wasn’t until six months after I arrived that I realised the drawing part of the degree was what I enjoyed the least, and that I was spending pretty much all my homework time writing. I now know that while I could very happily work in the Industrial Design or manufacturing sectors, my real passion will always be what all my friends had realised (and tried to tell me) years before: words on paper.

7) I love bacon. I love it so much I combine it with everything. Bacon and icecream. Bacon and nutella. Bacon and a chocolate thickshake (which birthed the baconshake, which in turn birthed the BURGERSHAKE, an experiment never to be repeated). I pretty much think bacon is the best food on earth in any form. I would go vegetarian if not for the allure of bacon.

Alrighty! All done! I don’t know how many folk with blogs actually read this, so the only person I can think of to tag is… ANDY. For all those without blogs, leave a little known fact about yourself as a comment. Everyone can learn something!

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2009 – New Year, new goals.

January 6, 2009

At the start of 2008 I resolved to have my first novel completed and sent out to agents before the end of the year.

Did it happen? Nope. But I claim mitigating circumstances (detailed here) that made it okay to push my goals back by a single month. And, as of today, I’m back at work. 5 days off was enough for me.

So when are you going to finish that goddamn book?

The 2nd full redraft of Weathermen ran to 118,000 words (approx). I’ve been rewriting (and killing) a lot of stuff over the past few months, to the point where the third draft is once again almost completely new. I’d say 5-10% of the old draft has survived, max. The rest has been chucked out and redone. While the general flow of the story is the same, the words and the method of telling are all shiny and fresh.

How much is left to do?

My current Weathermen doc is 77, 300 words long, which would imply that I have around 41k left to revise. However, I’ve actually been cutting a LOT in this redraft, so when I went through and actually added up all the scenes I have left to revise I only have around 37k to get done.

How long to go?

I’m aiming to have the complete manuscript in a readable state by the end of Jan. I don’t think it’s unachievable, so long as I get some time to myself and I don’t get too many chatty customers at work.

So how much did you get done in December?

A shitload, considering it was, well, December.

December 2008 Wordcount

That’s a neat total of juuuuust over 50,000 words. If I can do that in December then I can sure do 37k in January.

So, what’s happening in 2009? Weathermen being printed, line edited and sent off to US agents is a start. I also have to finish the Titanic story, redo Ant Tower, and begin work on a cyberpunk novel with my friend Iriah in Sydney. It’s going to be a fully packed year. Hopefully I’ll have a bit more new content for the blog in that time as well.

Anyway, hope everyone had a wicked Christmas and NYE. Best of luck with all your work in ‘09!