Still recovering

As expected, I’m still trying to get back out of the funk of a very long week. I have a bit of an itch to write, but the young one is having none of it.

Lowborn will probably be the first place I go, as I have that rewrite more or less together. I’ve been musing something for Halloween as Les that’s a bit of an expansion on the theme I used in R.I.P., but heavily influenced by Ghostbusters. I’ve been building a mythos about ghosts seeing where it takes me. I may post some of the musings later if I can’t manage to find the time to write on actual stories today.

Probably going to read back through the current chapter of SOTM and see if I can find the “off” part there, as well as the story in my third pen name that’s suffering the same problem.

All a matter of what the young one will cooperate with, more than anything.

Already on overtime

It’s been a long week. I was on overtime when I left today, with a whole day yet to go. Needless to say, it hasn’t left me much time or energy to do much. Barring good fortune, it will probably take me the weekend to recover, too. I fiddle with my writing a bit, but when I’m this exhausted, it’s not good policy to try to do any serious writing. I’d probably just end up scrapping everything I put to paper anyhow.

Get back in the swing as soon as I can.

Another long one

Another 10 hour day, and I’m still not really recovered from Monday, so not much getting done tonight — at least on paper. I have had time to muse, and I’m writing that redo of Lowborn in my head. It’s much better than what I already had down. Thinking about the other stories that hit “off” walls as well.

Secret of the Wood is up over 200 votes now ( it had 104 at the end of the contest, with 42 swept by the Lit Hoover ) and drawing a lot of reads/votes to my stories as Les — and even Dark.

To anybody new popping into the website, pardon the dust and bare scaffolding. I’m slowly rebuilding the website to restore the information it once housed about my stories, me, and such. It’s even harder to find the time to do that than it is to find time to write.

If nothing else, this is here with interaction ability, something the old site completely lacked. Once I’m done, it should be a heck of a lot easier to use and update.

Anyway, I’m rambling because I’m half asleep *laugh*

Me and my big mouth

Twelve hour shift today, and I’m beat. I’m fiddling with Lowborn a bit, but I’m not going to get any serious writing done tonight. Hoping this child will go to sleep at something resembling a reasonable hour so I can crash.

Yikes! Too many days.

Didn’t realize it had been so long since I’d updated anything. Quite frankly, one person outside the triad of ultimate ego who decided to attack my win in the Earth Day contest was bothering me more than I realized. Those three numbskulls I roll my eyes at, but when someone with some reputability decided to, it bothered me.

Once I realized that it was actually getting under my skin, I went straight to the source and found out that the accusation was completely unfounded. Problem solved.

Unfortunately, as soon as I started reading through what I’ve been writing lately, pretty much everything is off. So far, the only one that I even know what is wrong with it is Lowborn *laugh* The others I’m still musing on how to tweak them back into something I’m happy with.

As to Lowborn, the way I was writing the beginning of this chapter just didn’t feel realistic — even for fantasy. The situation that I’d put Mind and his companions in was simply one that wasn’t anything you could realistically get out of with the resources available. Oh, I’d written something, but it just felt contrived, and even dull.

I’m changing the flash point to something more immediate, which will result in a much faster paced scene. It will also let me utilize a character in the scene in a way that I need to bring back to the forefront of the story, as it’s critical to the ending.

It’s always something with me, huh? It’s just a lot harder to get over these little roadbumps than it used to be. I don’t have my babydoll here to pick me up when I emotionally fall down any more, so I’ve got to drag my carcass up off the ground myself.

I always get there, but it certainly takes a lot longer to find my feet.

If I don’t get into that rewrite of Lowborn tonight, it will most likely be at some point tomorrow — provided work doesn’t go crazy with long hours again.