You know how I promised in my last blog post that I would be updating it weekly?
More fool you for believing me.
That said, I’ve not much really to report, except ongoing disappointment. Well, I have one bit of news about an acceptance, but until it’s all tied up in a neat little bow, best not to mention anything. Just a short story acceptance, but welcome nonetheless.
Otherwise, what a barren wasteland of success (really, failure) my writing has become this year. I’ve finished a few stories, had one acceptance. One of my stories which I’m quite proud and goes under the title Excess Baggage, has seen more rejections than I’ve had hot breakfasts. It’s likely because it’s not a very good story, but with editors not providing feedback (understandably), I’m at a real loss as to what to do with the damn thing.
Submit, reject, rinse and repeat I suppose.
I did finally finish the edit on my novella length dark sword and sorcery story. I quite like it. It’s a little bit choppy still, part to do with the length of time it took to finish, and trying to seamlessly blend sections which were written not continuously. I have hopes for it (though I have no idea where to submit it, given its length), but we shall see. I ahve farmed it out to a few friends to read and comment back to me about. I know its weak points, but other eyes will help find more, to the novella’s betterment.
The other thing I began, and is the reason for the blog title, is a novel I started a couple of months back. I’d been working on a story outline and building up the characters for some time, to the point where I thought I was ready to begin. Started out of the gates like blazes, things were moving along nicely, then it petered out at about 13000 words. Part of the problem relates to getting different strands of the story to intertwine at the right moments, part of it is the characters feel a little (a lot, actually) bland, part is finding that I’m concentrating on the one character at the expense of the others (his viewpoint anyway) but the biggest problem is the setting itself.
I’ve set the bulk of the story in an abandoned, underground city. I initially had it physically set up as a series of levels, largely bare of buildings, then realised that if people had once lived there, they needed to have places to live, meet, work and socialise. It became a real stumbling block, a distraction from the writing which itself seemed to me to lack any heft. So I’ve put it aside.
I may’ve worked out a way to fix it, so I’ll give that a try. I think it’s a decent story, with a decent and diverse cast of characters. Whether I can get to the end of the damn thing is another matter entirely.
So there you have it, not quite once a week, or even once a month. But there’s your latest blog post.