After a month of snowpocalypse and general winter frigidity, a musical rollercoaster with band shenanigans, bouts of frustration and depression (nothing too serious), minor health concerns and a brief automobile recall scare…
Hello from the gutter! I am returned.
This little online journal-that-could now has garnered 284 followers since December. For those of you new to the program, these writer updates, which tend to be biweekly, monthly or just plain sporadic, are typically to report on the writing life of yours most true (and I usually squeeze in some musical news too). A self-summarizing glance of aft and fore. It’s an old tradition that goes back to the golden age of my blogging that started with Brandon Rucker Writes over on Blogger some five years ago.
Not much has occurred on the writing of fiction front the past month. As mentioned in the last update, my short story “Four Deep” will see publication at the end of the month over on Dead Guns Press. It’s a slightly different take on the hardboiled crime story, featuring some low-rent scumbag antiheroes I’ve been carrying around with me for nearly two decades. Look for it on the 29th. I’ll post a link here when I have it.
Forging ahead with other unpublished stuff, I decided to commit to a Duotrope subscription because I was having such a hard time finding potential bizarro fiction venues online, let alone in print. I’ve found two and will send the unpublished “The Other Roommate” to one, and – as part of Operation: Remember Me? – I might send the previously published “All in a Day’s Work” to the other, that is if I go away from my plan to simply put it up on Smashwords as an e-book ‘reprint’, which happens to be the plan for my other bizarro story “The Underneath”. I doctored up a cover for it a few months back.
In other O: RM? news, “Shard: A Bloody Microfiction” is now back up live on Smashwords. It’s an expanded version of the original (which was only 200 words, the revised one is double that). It’s got one review so far from a guy who obviously didn’t get the purpose of that kind of story nor was he privy to the purpose of the anthology in which it was originally published. Can’t please’em all, right?
As for new fiction, there’s the story I’m code-naming Project: Eros – the collaboration between my pen name with another author’s pen name – that’s still gestating in the murky depths of my wayward mind. I usually get new ideas for it just before sleep claims me or in the morning when I’m shaking off the ghostly residue of dreams. I’m the lead-off writer for that, so I really need to get my ass in gear.
What else is there? I have much revising of old stuff to do to shape them up for re-publication, or in some cases, their first light of public scrutiny. More on that stubborn lot next time.
On the music front, the new band is experiencing growing pains, but nothing that won’t be manageable. I am moving from bass over to guitar. We have a nice list of potential bassists to fill that vacated spot. However, after reluctantly parting ways with our vocalist last week, the list of potential free agents to fill that roster spot is a bit smaller. I remain optimistic and stoked to see this new entity and musical marriage blossom and grow. We’ve even started a short list of potential band names.
Also, this happened here. Other than that, I think that’s all I have right now. If this week is as productive as I anticipate, I should have more details to note.
Until then, and even after, be good to one another.
LISTENED: These Arms Are Snakes
READ: Descender #1, Rat Queens #9, Saga #26
WATCHED: The Walking Dead, Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., Gotham