babarnett: (dr. horrible ahhhh)
It seems I went AWOL on the posting front. Again. But now that I'm here, many things...

First, a signal boost: Say Yes to Gay YA, where Rachel Manija Brown ([ profile] rachelmanija) and Sherwood Smith ([ profile] sartorias) talk about an unfortunate instance of being asked to either make a gay character in their novel straight or remove the character's POV altogether. EDITED TO ADD: Some follow up. And this is where I bow out without further comment other than to say: must so many people resort to needing to cast a villain with a dastardly agenda in the matter instead of considering that it's more likely not so clearcut? 

Busy grad school is busy! But despite some initial moments of panic (because that's what I do), I'm settling into the school routine just fine and have started to find a balance between class and everything else I need to squeeze into my days. You know, like writing. Speaking of...

Appropriately enough for a writer, there are sevveral things going on in the story department:

* Now available for purchase is the 2011 Untied Shoelaces of the Mind Anthology, which includes my twisted little flash piece "Mr. Fluffy." The story should also be online soon in issue 5 of Untied Shoelaces of the Mind.

* My story "The Cycle of the Sun" was accepted for publication in the March 2012 issue of! My Odyssey classmates will quite possibly remember this piece as "the orgy story."

* My steampunk lemurs on a dirigible story, "A Red One Cannot See" (originally published in Shimmer's Clockwork Jungle Book issue), has been added to my stories available at AnthologyBuilder  

* And I've finally gotten to work on the revisions for my story "The Girl Who Welcomed Death to Svalgearyen," which I got some great feedback on back in July at TNEO. Much like my daily schedule right now, these revisions are proving to be quite the balancing act. There are some changes to make that I think are going to really strengthen the story, but I feel like it would be easy to do too much and totally edit all the life and magic out the story.
babarnett: (me steampunk)
This moment of pimpage brought to you by lemurs on a dirigible: SFRevu has a review of Shimmer's Clockwork Jungle Book issue, which describes it as a "flawless issue" and calls my story "A Red One Cannot See" a "touching tale."

Moving onto the writing front...

I haven't gotten very far on the novel rewrite this week.  My train ride to and from work is just too dang short.  When I'm writing, particularly if it's the revision stage, I often feel like I need to wind up for a bit before I hit that point where the momentum kicks in and I can really move forward. Unfortunately, that wind up time currently seems to be about the length of my commute. Grrr!

I had some other writing thoughts I was going to babble about, but I think I'll save those for another post as my brain hurts and it's dinner-making time.
babarnett: (kermit needs coffee)
I'd like to say that I've been working on a new short story, but I think "slogging my way through a new short story" is the more appropriate description. The potential reasons behind the slog:

1) Self-sabotaging fear: I'm afraid of writing something new and therefore want to retreat to the comfy land of novel revisions.

2) Brain-seeping-out-the-ears syndrome: Between craziness at work and the gazillion other things going on right now, I'm just too mentally exhausted to deal with this story right now.

3) Too-close-to-home fear: The story idea is based on some family stuff, so maybe I'm too close to the material and need to focus on creating the necessary distance so that it's a story and not a case of clinging to "but that's how it really happened!"

4) "It's not you, it's me" syndrome: I'm just not into this story right now.

Or maybe it's a little bit of each. I think if it's still a slog by the weekend, I'll probably set it aside and go back to the novel revisions, because whatever the reason for the slogging, I doubt I'll produce a good story if I dread working on it.

In the things-I-don't-dread category, my contributor copies of Shimmer's Clockwork Jungle Book arrived last week, so yay for the shiny pretty!
babarnett: (firefly shiny kaylee)

The Pimpage

Thanks to the fabulous world of automated internet stalking (aka Google Alerts), I've learned that you can now order Shimmer's Clockwork Jungle Book issue, which includes my story "A Red One Cannot See." My little lemur on a dirigible is alongside some darn fine company in this one, so yay! And in case all my LJ babbling isn't enough for you, there's also my author interview for the issue.

Things Accomplished Over Turkey Weekend

Thursday: Post-Turkey Sleepfest

Friday: Bought a much-needed new car--a shiny new Honda Fit, which I have dubbed the TARDIS. Because it really is bigger on the inside than it appears from the outside.

Saturday: Attempts to be a productive writer hindered by my brain thinking the best time to finally buckle down and focus is when I'm about to crawl into bed.

Sunday: Attempts to be a productive writer hindered by my brain thinking the best time to finally buckle down and focus is when I'm about to crawl into bed.

My Big Fat Epic Fantasy Novel

In keeping with the trend established over the weekend, my brain decided that two stops before I had to get off the train Monday morning was also a brilliant time to be productive. Forget about all that time spent on the seven or so stops before that. Nope, gotta wait until the last minute. Stupid brain.

babarnett: (get fuzzy talented bucky)
Just wanted to sneak in a quick little LJ post to say that my story "A Red One Cannot See" (or, as I've more frequently referred to it, my lemur-on-a-dirigible story) was accepted for Shimmer's Clockwork Jungle Book issue.  That was a very nice email to find in my inbox this morning. Yay little lemur!

And on the subject of a red that one can see, sunburn sucks.  I got to listen to some great music at the Appel Farm Arts & Music Festival today, but it was ungodly hot, and I was sweating off the suntan lotion faster than I could re-apply it.  Damn my ghostly pale skin.

On that note, it's time to get to bed so I can rest up for another day of resisting the lure of the internet and getting some work done.  I'm about halfway through the round 2 TNEO crits and halfway through turning the crappy first draft of my round 3 TNEO story into a not-so-crappy second draft.
babarnett: (Default)
We'll start with the positive. "Lucky Clover" received some nice comments over yonder: A Mystery That Reads

I got myself all signed up for TNEO this summer. For you non-Odfellows out there, that would be the The Never-Ending Odyssey, a week-long workshop during the summer for Odyssey grads. Doing the short story track, though I may throw in a novel chapter as one of my submissions. The option's there, and it's quite likely that I'll, oh, actually have a chapter fit for human eyes ready by the last submission deadline.

Speaking of, the novel de-suckification process has officially begun. Woo hoo! Tuesday nights have become Revise That Damn Novel Night. Short stories will have to clamor for attention during the rest of the week. Starting the revisions was painful. The first chapter originally opened with a prophecy being delivered. Part of the de-suckification process involves removing said prophecy from the novel. Translation: entirely new opening scene needed. I came up with this wonderful new opening sentence two weeks ago, then promptly got stuck. But this week I finally banged my head against the wall hard enough to knock some bricks loose and squirm through.

On the short story writing front, I've been utterly useless lately, and my excuses for that uselessness all suck. Other than the week or so during which my lemur-on-a-dirigible story came pouring forth, my productivity has been pretty darn pathetic. Occasional small bursts of achievement here and there, but mostly lots of swearing, teeth gnashing, and rewriting the same sentence over and over again before finally falling prey to the lure of my DVD collection and reruns of Mythbusters.

At least now I have a motivator for whipping my current story into shape: fear. The April 12 deadline for my first TNEO submission is looming awful close. So on that note, I am off to laugh in the face of distraction and achieve productivity.
babarnett: (muppets)
2008 is being nice to my flash fiction so far.  I found out today that a silly little story of mine called "Soul Delivery" is going to be an Editor's Pick in the Spring 2008 issue of Flashquake, which will go online March 1.  I will be sure to shamelessly plug it some more when the time comes.

On the productivity front, I polished up my lemur-on-a-dirigible story yesterday and got it shipped off to Shimmer's Clockwork Jungle issue.  It was fun tackling steampunk for the first time, and I think the story came out with a different feel than my usual stuff, which was part of the fun.  That, and lemurs are cool, as are dirigibles.  If the story doesn't have anything else going for it, it at least has lemurs on a dirigible.

And in the non-writing world, the chorus I sing with had its annual Solo Artists Showcase concert today.  I sang a solo (a Gabriel Faure piece called "Mai") and a duet with As You Know Bob ("No One Is Alone" from Into the Woods).  I had to sing first on the program, which is always nerve-racking, but things went well overall, so yay.
babarnett: (ash boomstick)
Crappy first draft of the lemur-on-a-dirigible story: done!  Now to turn it into a not-so-crappy second draft...

And I got a phone call Friday night that I've been honorably mentioned in the Writers of the Future first quarter for 2008.  Admittedly, my over-ambitious self had higher hopes for the story I sent, but hey, an honorable mention brings no shame.
babarnett: (ash boomstick)
I have no excuse to be as unproductive as I've been lately.  I'm rubbish.

Other than two flash stories and a few beginnings to some stories I plan to finish in the near future, I've mostly been revising older stuff lately. I still have a few more revisions to tackle, but I'm taking a break to focus on a new story I want to finish in time to submit to Shimmer's The Clockwork Jungle Book issue. This is my first attempt at writing steampunk--not to mention my first attempt at writing about a lemur on a dirigible. I know, I know, the lemur-on-a-dirigible genre is becoming overcrowded these days...

In the shameless plug department, my short story "Love Spells," which originally appeared in issue 53 of Leading Edge, is now available on the nifty new AnthologyBuilder, where you can create your own custom anthology from the previously published works they have listed. Or you can use one of the ready-made anthologies in their library (I'm honored to have been included in one put together by Odyssey comrade
[profile] ericjamesstone). I'm hoping to add a couple more stories to AnthologyBuilder sometime soon.

And one more shameless plug for the road: Flash Fiction Online's lineup for March. If you follow the link, I recommend checking out the stories while you're there. Good stuff worth supporting.

In the meantime, maybe I should be polishing my haiku instead of worrying about the lemur on the dirigible...


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