Otherwise known as purring cat on my lap. Sesame seems to feel that I am in need of love. Either that or she just wants scratches.
I am writing this blog post with the aid of my brand-new headset! This one has two ear cushions, so I can listen to music while I work, and a long enough cord that I could, if necessary, lie down on my bed to dictate. This is going to make life much easier.
So, let's get down to business. It has been suggested that I call these posts "Sampler Saturdays", because they will consist of little bits and pieces of news and writing from all the many, many universes I currently have open. (What can I say. It's a sickness.)
The largest of these, right now, would have to be my short sci-fi novel Killdeer, which is about halfway finished. Anyone who has read Cat Tales has already seen the first quarter of Killdeer, published as "Music Hath Charms"—so if you thought that story ended a bit abruptly, you were right!
Without spoiling too much, Killdeer is the story of a young woman named Elspeth who goes looking through the computer banks of her brother's starship for some new music and finds a whole lot more than she bargained for. I'm doing my best to make it both fun and thought-provoking… your thoughts are welcome!
One other story currently exists in the universe of Killdeer: "Glorious Song of Old", which was published as part of my 2012 Christmas special, Sing We Now of Christmas, and is currently available for free over at my Fictionpress site. Fair warning, it is a bit spoilery, being a sequel, but hey, the fun is getting there, right?
Speaking of Christmas specials, I know it's early, but I'm already making plans for 2013's. As I mentioned in my last post, it will most likely be called In the Bleak Midwinter, and will have four stories, one from Glenscar, one from Killdeer-verse, and two from Trycanta. As always, both print and e-book editions will be available.
As for other writing, I have another collaboration with Elizabeth Conall in the works, A Storytelling of Crows, based on a version of the crow counting rhyme (one for sorrow, two for joy, etc.) which goes up to thirteen… and for anyone who loved "Hyper-Lynx" in Cat Tales, the Lancaster Area Renaissance Festival is back!
Tiny story ideas also continue to ambush me from day to day, which is hardly a new thing. I try to write down as many of their salient points as I can, because you never know what tiny idea could turn into a very, very large idea. Case in point, a certain famous ten chapters…
But I'll be covering that in more detail tomorrow. Thank you, as always, for reading, and please, if you have questions, comments, concerns, anything of the sort—let me know! Your responses are the only way I have of knowing that I'm not simply talking to myself here. As much fun as that would be.