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Progress Report, in which I write a second first draft

Another 2300 words on the “Just a Game” rewrite brings Magic Meter to here:

Aaand we’re done.  Pretty much.  The title needs to change, and I’d like to trim this by about 1000 words, if possible, and make a few other tweaks.  I’ll be saving those for another pass later in the month.

It’s official:  I rewrote this one from the ground up, keeping only the basic premise and main characters, and building an entirely different story around them.  Which makes this essentially another first draft.  I don’t know if it’s any good, but it’s certainly an improvement over the previous first draft.

Next up—getting into dream time for the next novel.  I actually have two possible projects in mind; certain unnamed circumstances will dictate which one I’ll go with.  (Ooo . . . cryptic much, Rotundo?)

Anyway, a snippet:

He knew the gates would be chained shut, the links too thick to sever, even with bolt cutters.  But the angle between the west and south stands was protected only by a tall chain link fence topped with coiled barbed wire.  The bolt cutters would work just fine there.  He promised himself he would send an anonymous donation to the university to cover the cost of the damage.

He hesitated before making the first snip, knowing he’d come to a point of no return.  He could still back away from this.  No one, not even Beth, knew he was out.  He’d literally sneaked out of the house after she’d gone to bed.  All during the drive to Whaley, he assuaged his fears by telling himself it was not too late, that he had done no real harm yet.  But now it was just after one in the morning, with the stark reality of the stadium looming in the cold darkness, and this fence stood between him and the completion of this mad quest.

He made three judicious cuts, each accompanied by a soft ting as the links snapped, and then he was inside.

No updates for Write Club.

Headin’ for the solstice . . .

Current Music: "Moby Dick"--Led Zeppelin

Progress Report, in which I astonish myself

Some 3700 words on the “Just a Game” rewrite last week, and Magic Meter says,

And just like that, I’m almost there.  Kind of amazing what you can accomplish when you actually, you know, sit down and write the damned thing.  Funny, that.

I found myself astonished that I was so close to finishing.  I thought maybe I’d done something wrong.  Then I realized—no, I’m just working on a short story for once.  I suppose it’s a bit of an occupational hazard for those who, like me, spend most of their writing time working on novels:  you just don’t expect the end to come so soon.

Climax and denouement shouldn’t take very long.  It’s gonna go over my target length of 7500 words, but not by too much.  I’m reasonably sure I can get it down to size.

Write Club update:  Tier one bounce from IGMS.  Response time, 72 days.

To the finish line!

Current Music: "Amazing Journey/Sparks"--The Who

On Board with Launch Pad

Am pleased and proud to announce that I’ve been accepted into Launch Pad this year.

For those who don’t know, Launch Pad is a NASA-funded astronomy workshop for writers, held on the University of Wyoming campus in Laramie.  You can well imagine how valuable something like that would be to a science fiction writer and geek.  I mean, I’ll even get telescope time.  Dude.

Let me tell you, this is not an easy gig to get.  I’m thrilled and honored to be studying with these fine folks.

Please permit me a small woo-hoo!

So.  What are you doing this summer?

ETA: The one downside to all this that Launch Pad conflicts with OSFest.  I wish it weren’t so, but there’s no getting around it.  To those who are attending, have a great time, and I’m sorry I won’t be there with you.

Current Music: "A Place in My Heart"--Joe Bonamassa