or, Why I am Bad At Write-a-thons
Jul. 4th, 2011 10:39 amYou know, I feel like I did this last year, too. Dove into the Write-a-thon with both feet, conveniently forgetting a few salient facts. In this year's case, the facts I overlooked are these:
1) The end of June is the end of the fiscal year for the University of Iowa, and I support and develop financial applications for the University; and
2) I'm going to spend just about every waking hour of next week in Laramie (or driving to and from Laramie) to learn about astronomy.
In short, I haven't had the time to work on fiction, nor will I.
But I have this week, and let's hope I can get something done this week.
What do we have up? *drumroll, please*
After The Land of Dragons
(A working title, which cribs too much from the excellent After the Dragon by Sarah Monette, which you should definitely read.)
It's a story about shattered communities, altered bodies, collateral damage, and unexploded landmines, except that the landmines are really dragon bits. Fun times!
( It's a thinly-scaled political allegory. And that was a horrible pun. )
I wrote the first draft of this for my Iowa City crit group, who unanimously told me that it needed to be a novel. I think that with a bit of tinkering and clarifying the arc and focus, I can make it work as a short story first. Let's see if I can, this week.
Oh, and have an excerpt, too!
( Excerpt under the cut. )
There's still time to sponsor me and help out an awesome workshop! Clarion West is supported by cool folks like you.
1) The end of June is the end of the fiscal year for the University of Iowa, and I support and develop financial applications for the University; and
2) I'm going to spend just about every waking hour of next week in Laramie (or driving to and from Laramie) to learn about astronomy.
In short, I haven't had the time to work on fiction, nor will I.
But I have this week, and let's hope I can get something done this week.
What do we have up? *drumroll, please*
It's a story about shattered communities, altered bodies, collateral damage, and unexploded landmines, except that the landmines are really dragon bits. Fun times!
( It's a thinly-scaled political allegory. And that was a horrible pun. )
I wrote the first draft of this for my Iowa City crit group, who unanimously told me that it needed to be a novel. I think that with a bit of tinkering and clarifying the arc and focus, I can make it work as a short story first. Let's see if I can, this week.
Oh, and have an excerpt, too!
( Excerpt under the cut. )
There's still time to sponsor me and help out an awesome workshop! Clarion West is supported by cool folks like you.