November 4th, 2008

modern lit

What's With Today Today?

One of the crap things about moving is it keeps you form doing anything else until it's done. I haven't been able to write anything since mid-October due to the pressing yawps of boxes needing to be filled, logistics logisticked, and now boxes needing to be unpacked. I feel antsy and unhappy about it, like I somehow lost my Writer's License because I haven't worked for two weeks.

Not totally true, of course. I did two things:

Choose Life
, a guest blogging post about fantasy and reality and why fantasy writers get no respect over at Genreville, and

Voodoo Economics: How to Find Serenity in an Industry That Does Not Want You
, at Clarkesworld.

But non-fiction doesn't count for me, yo.

I started a new novel back in the beginning of October. I wish I could tell you the title, but it doesn't have one, which is the WORST. Best I can come up with right now is Monogatari, which doesn't work because nobody knows what that means, which defeats the purpose of trying to write something that doesn't require a degree in folklore to grok. I spend enough time explaining what a palimpsest is. It's also a painful book to write, as it is the story of my marriage and life in Japan, only with beasties and fey in. So I want to be working on it. But it has no title and it hurts my heart to write and on top of that I have no clear space to write in a house of boxes. Gah.

I notice that I don't like to talk about works in progress too much, in contrast to the big name writer bloggers. I feel like I might jinx it, or one of you might say: THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN AWFUL BOOK LOLLERSKATES and then I would cry e-tears of inter-shame. Should I try to change that, or do you not really care?


I voted early, since we're all talking about that today. I'm heading down to the local pub around 6 or so to watch the results with the rest of the island. I will not bite my fingernails, I will not bite my fingernails...
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