NaNoWriMo 2012
Well, I haven't actually stuck to the plan I had set forth in my last post, but that doesn't mean that I haven't been working! It actually means that I've been working on it, and other things, but that we've also been working pretty hard on finally getting around to cleaning/organizing/modifying/building parts of our new home (yes, there's a new house involved! That excuse worked for George R.R. Martin for a while!), so there's a lot going on these days. Also, we got to play Eclipse Phase for the first time yesterday, which was good times. But I digress. As of the time of this writing, my project, which at the moment I am calling City of Rust, is at 6,823 of 50,000. So I'm actually a little ahead of schedule, which is good. I thought about just posting that, and maybe a synopsis or something, but I feel alright enough about the intro that I'll go ahead and post it. As usual, I would like to begin with the disclaimer that it is the first draft of a NaNo book, which means it's almost a pre-first draft, if that's at all possible. It's a murder mystery using a near future sf setting, which I am still building as I write. Also, while I think I know who the killer is right now, that's about it. So this is all very much a work in progress.
Alright, I've put off actually posting this long enough, so I'll stop rambling and just throw it up there. If you would like to read, please, follow me past the break. If not, no worries! This is far from my best work, and to be honest the fewer people who see it the less embarrassed I will be.
Read MoreFlame danced wildly; it began in a sudden spark and flash, then calmed to a steady flame, steady like a belly dancer at the end of her shift, the frantic beat of her hips calmed to a more relaxed rhythm. I moved the lit match to the tip of the soggy cigarette that hung from my lips, then stopped. I shook the flame out as I remembered that it was a self-lighting brand, just drag hard on it and voila! Instant cancer. Which reminded me of the second reason I didn’t need the match: I had given up smoking.