All Out of Ideas
cereal serial, Elf Blood will return in this space as soon as the antibiotic stops kicking my donkey around the block and this current book — aka Through Fire, aka the cursed book — is safe in the hands of my unflappable and much too patient publisher.
Right now in the home stretch of the climax (yeah, it was written before. Twice. But… trust me) I’m all out of
wheat wit for a real post. And in fact, this is no rye lie, I’ve been dredging up things for posts.
To be blunt, the Hugo matter bores me. I intend to vote and I’m reading the nominees, and waiting for my packet to read others, but I have no intention of devoting the rest of my life to discussing them.
In the end, what really matters is the writing. Nothing but the writing.
So, in the tradition of the Super Fantastic Mad Genius Club Writer Formation Program I’d like to start another series on some aspect of writing (to run on Wednesdays as Elf Blood resumes Sundays.)
Send me your ideas, your thoughts, your craving for knowledge. What do you
knead need help with? World building? Character establishment? Emotional connection to reader? Action scenes (doctor heal thyself, if that’s what you want me to teach)? Color coordination for character outfits? (I keed, I keed)? How to put sex in a book? (I don’t keed, but it’s complex.)
Shoot me your ideas, and I’ll endeavor to comply.
And now I go and kill a lot of people in a chapter or two!
That seacity is TOAST.