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February 25, 2015

Review – Frost (The Flotsam Series Book 2) by Peter M. Ball

Filed under: books of 2015,books read,reviewage — Tags: , — lexifab @ 9:53 am

This action-packed supernatural thriller improves on the previous volume in Peter M. Ball’s Flotsam series, Exile. Continuing its deep dive into the hard-boiled supernatural underbelly of Queensland’s Gold Coast, the action in Frost centers on grimy, compromised monster hunter Keith Murphy’s bargain with a demonic crime boss and a brewing gang war with a bikie gang.

The action sequences are suitably brutal and inventive, and the tense working relationship between Murphy and the various demon-possessed criminals he is nominally allied with lends real bite to the stakes. It’s very much a vicious, backstabbing workplace drama turned up to eleven by the presence of demons, firearms, murderous ghosts and literal stabbings in the back.

I’m looking forward to the next (final?) chapter of the series, in which I presume the much-anticipated Ragnarok on the Gold Coast will arrive at last.

February 22, 2015

Why I’m Not Happier about Aquaman

Filed under: geekery,things to get mad about — Tags: , , , , , — lexifab @ 9:16 pm

So this image of hunky action superstar Jason Momoa has been doing the rounds of social media in the last day or so:

Brooding action superstar seen here posing with trident and self-important caption

Positives up front. I think Jason Momoa’s a great piece of casting: he’s good looking and cut in the right shape for a superhero movie, and he’s got a great sly wit and natural charm about him that sneaks through even dull or downright terrible productions (I’m looking at you, unnecessary Conan remake!). I’ve never seen him be the worst thing about a scene he’s in. And despite the best version of Aquaman in decades being the boisterous, over-the-top adventurer and singing enthusiast from the Batman: The Brave and the Bold cartoon of a few years ago, I’m pretty happy about this sea-swept brooding King of the Oceans look.

I had several Twitter conversations about the plausibility of an aquatic civilisation developing tattoo technology, which basically came down to “eh, it’s probably sea urchin quills and squid ink”, but other than that I think this is probably the best possible look for a live-action Aquaman. If you were to go the route of making him less than 100% badass, you’d run straight into jokes about talking to fish.

But – oh jeez, there is just no getting around the fact that the architects of the upcoming  Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice [1] , Zack Snyder and David S. Goyer, are not my favourite film makers. They contrived through a series of deliberate choices to make the worst possible version of Superman in Man of Steel. One where Superman does not take the slightest joy in being Superman, one where Superman makes a choice not to save someone (his own father!) because it might compromise his secret identity, and one where, after utterly demolishing his adopted city in a battle with a super-villain, kills the same super-villain because he has no choice.

Ugh. No. Superman always has a choice. Superman is Superman because he makes the choice to do the better thing, every time. He always –

You know what, forget it. The point is, if you are going to spend nearly a quarter of a billion dollars making a movie starring a character called Clark Kent who is secretly an alien from the planet Krypton who flies around in a (sort of) blue and red costume and then you change everything else about the character, well, you haven’t really made a Superman movie, have you? You can give a guy laser eyes and the ability to punch holes in the moon – that doesn’t make him a hero. And gratuitous destruction and a neck-snap finisher is the climax of a crappy eighties action movie with Dolph Lundgren, not a Superman story. Ugh.

But apparently everybody involved was happy to conflate the idea of a superhero adventure with hardcore war-porn in spandex. I don’t really trust that the same people who think Superman should be a mope who doesn’t know how to take the fight outside can make a Justice League movie I will care about.

Man of Steel gave us one dour, humourless arse with a colour-leached costume design and nearly forty minutes of harrowing disaster simulations as entertainment. BvS: DoJ is going to feature up to seven of them (that ‘Unite the Seven’ catchphrase refers, one presumes, to the seven original members of DC Comics’ all-star superhero team, the Justice League). Right there in the title, we are promised a throwdown between two characters who have been best friends for about 70 of their 75+ years of existence.

Yeah, no thanks.

Make the obvious comparison: The Avengers had a collection of serious people in fanciful outfits scowling at each other for more than an hour before an alien invasion trashed dozens of city blocks in an orgy of violence. Why am I cutting that movie some slack when I could just as easily have been describing Man of Steel then and probably Batman/Superman to come?

Because The Avengers included some jokes, that’s why. And characters capable of finding the humour in their often terrible lives. Even Bruce Banner – whose life basically consists of the crushing certainty that sooner or later he will Hulk out and be responsible for deaths in the hundreds or thousands, and who openly talked about his own suicide attempt, and whose every scene involved self-recriminating misery – even that guy was allowed to have a sense of humour and some funny lines. Nobody in Man of Steel so much as cracked a wry smile. (Okay, maybe Russell Crowe did, but I am doing my best to forget everything that happened with Papa Krypton).

So how does this all tie back to Aquaman?

Hands down the best version of Aquaman in any medium in the last decade or so (arguably ever) is this guy from Batman: the Brave and the Bold. He’s loud, boisterous and overbearing. He’s the undisputed ruler of Atlantis. And every Tuesday he takes the night off from being the king of his undersea empire to go and have crime-fighting adventures with Batman because that’s how he loves to unwind. (He also breaks into song at the least excuse, but that’s kind of a thing with everyone on that show).

Outrageous!

Seriously, I love this guy. He doesn’t care if people think talking to fish is kind of stupid, because he can lift an oil tanker and ride bareback on killer whales and he’s the king of three-quarters of the planet. He’s happily married, loved by his people and Batman is more or less his best buddy. Why wouldn’t he be the happiest guy on Earth?

The problem with the upcoming DC Justice League tie-in films is that nobody is allowed to be happy in them. Superman mopes. Batman broods. It’s not just that they aren’t going to give us the happy-go-lucky Aquaman of the BBatB cartoons, it’s that it’s obviously a choice that was never in contention. If we’re lucky, they’ll pick out a character to be the wise-cracking rookie who gets a few witty zingers (I’ll bet Green Lantern, but Flash is also a possibility) but I’m predicting they will also make that character a mostly-unlikeable arsehole at the same time.

And Aquaman will be brooding, and serious, and almost certainly the butt of at least one joke about talking to fish.

Screw that.

 

[1] A shoe-in for the ‘Most Pompous Title of 2016′ award at next year’s Oscars

 

February 20, 2015

Timestamp – ‘A Flash of Black Wings’ started

Filed under: news of the day,wordsmithery — Tags: , — lexifab @ 1:03 pm

Alert – Self-accountability post.

Hoo boy. I’ve jumped early. As of 11 pm yesterday, I am once again officially writing a novel. With a working title of ‘A Flash of Black Wings’ (which I very much doubt will survive the writing process), it will be a young adult-ish science fiction survival-action story of between 80 and 90 thousand words. Well, that’s what’s planned, anyway.

Saying that I’m just starting now is slightly disingenuous, mind you. I have been planning this novel in some detail for about a year now, working out the storyline chapter by chapter and doing my best to pre-plan the pacing and structure, in the hopes that I would be able to write it pretty quickly and without too many self-imposed roadblocks. How successful a planner I’ve been will be revealed in due course, I suppose.

So far I’ve written a shade under 500 words. Not very impressive for a first stint, I know, but kicking off at eleven at night is never going to lead to a power-writing session. And 500 is my target daily wordcount for the project, so at least I’m not starting off behind the pace (actually, I am, by eight words, but I’m okay with that).

If all goes to plan, I will be finished the first draft of this sucker by the end of May. In practise it is likely to take a little longer than that, as I still have those outstanding short pieces to finish writing and thence to edit. But as far as possible, I’ll be doing my novel writing first and everything else second each day.

In terms of being tedious on the blog about my process, I’ll probably mention where I’m once in a while, but I’m not planning to post daily word counts or snippets of amusing dialogue.

Right. Time to get to it.

February 18, 2015

Review: The Obituarist II: Dead Men’s Data by Patrick O’Duffy

Filed under: books of 2015,books read,reviewage — Tags: , , , — lexifab @ 12:00 pm

Patrick O’Duffy’s followup to his wildly entertaining 2012 crime novella The Obituarist opens with the attention-grabbing line “ECCENTRIC MILLIONAIRE COMMITS SUICIDE-BY-BEAR”, then immediately subverts that declaration of delirious intent with a snarky deconstruction of its own cynicism and deceptiveness.

The book holds the same mirror up to its protagonist. Kendall Barber returns as Port Virtue’s resident social media undertaker, a systems analyst specialising in discretely closing down the online presence of the recently deceased on behalf of grieving relatives who may not want to know what their loved ones got up to online.

As before, Barber is a study in contradictions – a cynical, shifty smartarse with the cracking skills of a Russian spammer playing the part of a sensitive online undertaker. He’s a beaten-down has-been with a shaky assumed identity and a driving sense of justice undermined by a fluid ethical framework. Considering the rough treatment he collected in the previous story – beaten up, run over with a car, etc – he also has a surprisingly undeveloped sense of self-preservation when it comes to keeping his mouth shut.

Basically, he’s a perfect modern noir anti-hero. This time around he’s caught between an investigation of his racist demagogue client’s affairs, fending off a hot but nosy investigative journalist, getting the snot beaten out of him by the usual collection of brutal low-rent criminals and playing a game of cat and mouse with Port Virtue’s corrupt, violent police department. Oh, and being mauled by unexpected wildlife.

The setting of Port Virtue gets a little more flesh on its bones with this installment – Barber’s client is the local eccentric scrap merchant king, with a notorious private zoo and an off-the-book business as a right-wing crank-for-profit. The discovery of a collection of body parts looms over the story like a winter cloud. And Kendall Barber clearly has a love-hate relationship with the town where nobody knows he’s a native.

The Obituarist II: Dead Men’s Data is coarse, violent and awash with the weary bitterness of optimism dashed one too many times. And that’s a terrible description, because this book is also hilarious and brimming with righteous (and yeah, sometime self-righteous) anger. Kendall Barber is more devil than saint, and he knows it, but he’s determined to do as much good as possible before Port Virtue grinds him up for good. He just doesn’t plan to walk a righteous path to do it, not when tricks and lies will do the job just as well. (Spoiler: they don’t).

It’s short, it’s wild and contains even more creative swearing, grotesque thuggery and cautions against lazy password administration than the previous book. If nothing else, after reading this you will almost certainly want to tighten up your online security habits.

February 16, 2015

Writing goals – The other stuff

Filed under: wordsmithery — Tags: , , — lexifab @ 11:47 pm

The goals I talked about in the last post are what I consider my baseline: the minimum I need to do for me to meet my own definition of a working writer. Without wishing to quibble over definitions, if I get that stuff done, then I know that I’ve been working on my craft (critical to success), contributing to my community (important if incidental) and building a public platform (a necessary evil to support a future career).

But let’s face it: I get bored easily. I crave novelty. I’m not going to be satisfied with diligently knuckling down and doing all the homework I set for myself. To keep myself from going spare as soon as things get boring and/or difficult, I came up with a collection of other projects that I am either hoping to fit into my year or quietly turning over in my head to see how to make them work.

Collaboration

Apart from a few round-robin stories and Lexicon games, I’ve never actually collaborated on any writing project longer than a song. I’ve never co-written a short story, scripted a comic for an artist or a film maker or written a play for live production [1], much less plotted and written a novel with someone. I like working with other people on creative projects. More to the point, I finally feel like I’m at a point in my life where I could stand my collaborator telling me that one of my ideas sucks and we should go in a different direction. Once that would have been a crushing blow to my ego. These days – eh, ideas are easy, and if by chance I disagree about the suckiness of the idea, I can always use it for something else.

One of the things I will be doing this year is looking for opportunities to collaborate. With someone. On something.

Serialised fiction

I keep going back to look at Wattpad, a mobile-friendly platform where tens of thousands of authors post short fiction for readers to consume on their phones. Apart from masses of fan-fiction and fictionalised erotica concerning members of boy bands, Wattpad hosts a large quantity of serialised fiction. Some writers post their draft novels chapter by chapter (in various state of polish from ‘ready to publish’ to ‘might have been spell-checked’) while others just follow the story and see where it takes them.

The idea of writing in full view of the public is in equal parts repellent and fascinating to me. I’ve seen authors discuss using Wattpad as a sort of crowd-sourced critique, which I think would definitely have its pros and cons. I’m personally uncomfortable with the idea of someone watching me as I write, reading over my shoulder and commenting as I go. In trying to imagine what that would be like with even a tiny fraction of Wattpad’s 40 million readers, I’m coming around to the idea that I have to try it, just to see what it’s like.

If I dip my toes in that raging torrent, it will be with some form of serialised fiction – short chapters of a longer piece that might or might not cleave to novel structure, designed to move along at a fast pace and have reusable characters and setting. That’s a kind of writing I feel reasonably confident with, although I would definitely have to work on nailing my endings.

Shared world

I’ve always liked the concept of a shared world, where different writers working from the same core idea, often outlined in a ‘setting bible’, come up with their own storytelling angles. George R R Martin used to be famous for a series called Wild Cards (a modern, realistic take on superhumans before that was its own subgenre) and I’ve always liked the concept if not particularly the execution of the shared world anthology. Which is not to say that I think I could do it better, per se, but it would be interesting to create a source document laying out the world, the tone, the important characters and setting details and see what other people make of it.

I think the only thing stopping me would be working out what to do with it afterwards. Well, that, and coming up with an world sufficiently interesting that anyone else would want to play with it.

Comic script

I mentioned this earlier, but I’ve only ever dabbled secretly in writing comics. I’ve written/drawn a few over the years (none remain!) but I’m pretty sure I’ve never written a straight script to be illustrated (either by me or by someone else). I’d expect to find scripting challenging – a focus on spare dialogue and crisp description doesn’t leave a writer with much to hide behind – but it feels like something that would be worthwhile.

 

That’s my list of standby projects, in case I suddenly inherit a great wedge of spare time from somewhere. and of course in between all this I’m working, minding kids, doing domestic chore and house renovations, regaining the minimal command of the ukelele I had when I was eleven or so, and doing all that writing stuff I mentioned in the last blog post. Easy!

 

[1] Actually I kind of did a couple of these back in high school, mainly with my buddies Evan and Chris, but I wasn’t usually the one who took the reins and made anything happen, so I don’t really count those either. Besides which, that was going on thirty years ago…

 

February 12, 2015

Writing goals for 2015

Filed under: administraviata,news of the day,wordsmithery — Tags: , , , , , , — lexifab @ 9:51 pm

Like the Christmas tree in the living room that we still haven’t taken down, so too are my New Years’ writing resolutions coming through grotesquely late. Or no, wait, let’s pretend these are Chinese New Year resolutions, because those are totally a tradition in my Mediterranean-descended, lapsed Anglican leftie ex-pat Queenslander subculture. Besides, I’m quite fond of goats.

Anyway, this is my now-annual hold-myself-to-account post on my writing goals for the year. This is what I want to achieve at a minimum. Ideally I’ll beat these goals by a wide margin, especially if I get my writing streak back in place.

Short stories

At the moment I have about seven completed stories in circulation, which is to say out for submission to various publishers.

One of my goals last year was to complete ten stories, which was eminently achievable, even if I didn’t quite achieve it. This year, my plans are a little more modest. Because I intend to shift my focus onto novel writing (see below) but want to retain some short story momentum, the plan is to always have at least ten finished stories in circulation.

That means that if I retire one from circulation (like the one that’s out now for its 20th and probably final submission) or if one is actually accepted for publication, I need to get a replacement out there as soon as possible. In practise, that means that step one is to complete the three or four stories I have in rough draft, and then maybe sketch out another one or two in preparation for the next time I need to return the budget to surplus (so to speak).

Of course, the caveat here is that the stories have to be good enough for me to want to send them out under my own name. There’s a minimum standard of quality here that I won’t allow myself to slip below. On the other hand, what I’ll need to watch out for is that I don’t let my natural self-critical inclinations get in the way of getting things finished and out the door. Evidence suggests that I am more than capable of chewing over drafts and procrastinating on edits for months at a time, to the detriment of other, more valuable work. I have to make sure I stay out of my own way.

Short story goals: (i) Get my submittable stories up to ten; (ii) always have ten stories in circulation.

Novels

For me, this is the big one. From the painful experience of couple of fairly attempts in the past, I’ve convinced myself that novel-length stories are not a comfortable fit for me. I’ve had a novel outline worked out in (for me) quite a lot of detail for almost a year now.

In all that time, I’ve come up with every excuse under the sun not to start: “I need to finish these short stories first.” “I don’t know if I can fit it in with my job hunting.” (Yes, seriously, i used that one a lot!) “I don’t really know what’s happened in the middle of the novel.” “Am I really sure my lead character doesn’t have the stupidest name in all literature?” and of course, “I really, really want to watch Breaking Bad before I get spoiled for the ending.” (PS: Still winning on that last one. Please don’t spoil the ending of Breaking Bad for me. I’m more than halfway through now).

In the end, all the excuses are blithering nonsense. I want to be a not-completely-obscure writer, so I need to write what people are reading. Pretty much only Ken Liu and Kelly Link are capable of becoming huge in the science fiction and fantasy genre without writing novels. I am neither, nor do I have the requisite initials of KL. Anyone else who wants to make a mark writes a novel.

So, I’m writing a novel. I think I’m going to start on the first of March, or thereabouts. The goal is to finish it by the end of July, which will require a mildly demanding commitment of 500 words a day. The presence of a detailed outline should help, but we’ll see.

The novel, by the way, is the first volume in a young adult science fiction trilogy. Yes, one of those – do feel free to groan audibly. So I will be writing (a) a novel which is (b) part of a series with (c) a young adult protagonist in (d) a fairly-hard science fiction setting. Every single one of those is outside my comfort zone. Put them all together and I expect to be either a gibbering wreck or a phoenix ascending on wings of flaming triumph. Possibly somewhere between the two.

Novel goal: Write a first draft of an 80,000-ish word novel by the end of July.

Supplementary goal: Don’t become a gibbering wreck.

Community activity

I like being a member of a writing community. So much so that I’ve volunteered as the Treasurer of the CSFG committee this. Apart from getting my head around the minor complexities of double-entry bookkeeping, one of my less glamorous writing projects for the year will be to prepare a how-to manual for being the club treasurer. Handovers from one committee to the next have traditional been slow, stuttering affairs – I want to do my bit to make the handover to the next poor sap as seamless as possible by giving them a reference.

Okay, it’s pretty boring, but technical writing is still writing, and in the end it might be among the more demonstrably useful things I do this year. Market analytics indicate the potential audience could be as high as one person every two years, which is on a par with the current audience for my fiction. ;)

Treasurer goal: Write the book on being the CSFG Treasurer. Also, do all the treasuring stuff.

I’ve also taken a relatively minor, straightforward job with the Conflux convention organising committee. I’ll be coordinating the dealers’ room, which means organising vendors, setting up tables and probably getting a heap of coffees for people. In reality I’ll probably end up being roped into other tasks, but at this stage my contribution will be low-key. It didn’t occur to me until later that the not-immediately-obvious benefit of this particular job is that I will have an excuse – no, obligation – to introduce myself to as many publishers of science fiction and fantasy fiction as possible.

Blogging

By trivial coincidence, this should be the 700th blog post on Lexifabricographer. That’s a little hard to believe, but I’m prepared to accept the word of my blog dashboard rather than go back and count. My buddy Andrew kicked my first Lexifab blog over to WordPress back in February 2006, which means this one has been going even longer than the old Blogger one.

It’s looking a bit long in the tooth, to be honest. Since I only started using searchable tags at the start of last year, it’s a bit of a pain to find anything specific on this site. well, if there were anything particularly worth searching for, which is not a call I’d make.

Time for a makeover!

Or rather, time to build a completely new website, dedicated to the whole “being an author” thing. I’ll blog my news and writing stuff there, post up free fiction for Marco, and sales portals for anything that I eventually get published (or published myself). Plus I will totally get a swanky author photo, possibly featuring the subject leaning nonchalantly against something and smirking awkwardly.

With the hosts’ permission, I’ll probably keep this site around for family-and-friends blogging. That separation feels important, not particularly because I’ll be hiding anything, but more because I do occasionally feel moved to commit acts of diary. I can see times when that’s probably not what readers of my epic fourteen-novel series about vampire Hussars on the Trans-Siberian railway will be hunting for.

(PS: Someone commission me to write about railway vampires, because I could totally lock that corner of the market).

As part of the push to furnish the new site with some content, I’ll probably be pushing some free content out – flash pieces and drabbles, most likely. I had a mad urge to undertake a Drabble-a-Day challenge (a drabble is a short story of exactly 100 words, by the way) but I’m not going to distract myself with that until I’ve got the story and novel projects well underway.

None of this will happen quickly. I’ll be teaching myself all of the web administration stuff as I go (or more likely cadging favours from friends who already know how to do all this stuff). So far I don’t even have the domain name. Will get to that after the weekend.

Blog goal: Build a new author website like a real grownup might have.

Let’s go, 2015!

Those are my concrete must-haves for 2015. Those are the things I want to have done and locked by the end of the year. I reckon it’s all achievable, though how comfortably so will depend a lot on how readily I overcome my various anxieties relating to long-form fiction, unfamiliar social interactions and systems administration.

In my next post, I’ll go through a shopping list of more esoteric writing goals – stuff I feel like I want to try my hand at, even if I don’t have a specific purpose in mind just yet.

 

 

 

February 2, 2015

February made me shiver

Filed under: fitter/happier,wordsmithery — Tags: — lexifab @ 5:23 pm

By now I should have a plan.

I mean, I keep feeling like I should have a plan, but the idea of sitting down and plotting out a plan is giving me chills. I already know that I work better to deadlines. Surely the smart thing to do is set myself some deadlines and then stick to them?

Except no, because I can’t quite bring myself to sit down and make a plan.

Making plans is just asking for trouble really. Anything could happen to throw my carefully-crafted schemes into utter disarray. Who am I, thinking I can impose order on an essentially chaotic universe?

Or if it’s not an essentially chaotic universe, what then? “If you want to make God laugh,” said Woody Allen, “tell him your plans.” Hmm, actually I’m not sure I care to take advice from a ghastly old child abuser. Neither of them.

Still, just because I have a plan, doesn’t mean I have to stick by it through hell and high water, does it? I could just make myself a rough guide. A mudmap. A fritzy GPS with a “near enough is good enough” approach to software updates. I could sketch out a skeleton scheme and make changes as circumstances prescribe. Stay loose. Stay flexible. Keep skating and don’t look back.

…oh hell. I need a plan, don’t I?

*grumbles.

*plans.

January 27, 2015

Dithering in January

Filed under: administraviata,wordsmithery — Tags: , — lexifab @ 1:54 pm

This hasn’t exactly been the month for covering myself in glory, writing-wise. I’ve written almost nothing – about one-and-two-thirds short stories, adding up to perhaps five or six thousand words. More than I had when I started the month, certainly, but a long way short of my starry-eyed projections from the end of November. Come to think of it, December was a bit of a wash as well.

Certainly there have been valid distractions – we’ve renovated an entire bedroom, the kids have been at home more, there have been festive season commitments and bits of travel, and as of the middle of the month, I’ve gone back to work.

Even so, it’s a bit disappointing. I was hoping to make January a month of deck-clearing. I wanted to polish up a couple of old story drafts, knock out a couple of new ones, and have a clean plate for diving into a new novel attempt from the start of February. But with a bunch of admin jobs still hanging over my head and gathering an odium of stagnation about them, I’m skeptical that I can really hit the ground running come Sunday the first.

So be it. I’m making lists and ticking them off, and at some point I’ll have stripped off enough of these other obligations that I can feel free to focus on the words.

Until then – more dithering. Early in February I will set myself some goals for the year, but until then I’ll concentrate on getting my jungle of distractions under control.

Pass the defoliant.

January 7, 2015

Late breaking news – not a winner

Filed under: news of the day,wordsmithery — Tags: , , — lexifab @ 10:10 pm

To my not very great surprise, the winners of the Writers of the Future quarter finals have been announced. To save you from clicking on the potentially heartbreaking link, my name is notably absent from the list.

Not to worry. As I noted to a couple of well-wishers today, the momentary disappointment of not getting picked was more than dispelled by the possibility that Tim Powers (one of the listed judges) might have read something I wrote. All right, it seems the odds are better than even that he didn’t like it, but I reiterate: Tim Freaking Powers!

(Also on the list of judges was Nnedi Okorafor, whose alien-invasion-in-Lagos novel Lagoon I read and enjoyed just last week, and a bunch of little-known emerging writers by the names of Silverberg, Niven, Pournelle and Card, who I’m sure will become popular in years to come.)

I didn’t win. Don’t care. I still have a *serious* case of fanboy giddiness.

January 5, 2015

Quarter finalist

I’m rather excited that my story “Mnemo’s Memory” [1] has been selected as a quarter finalist for the L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future competition. My name appears in this press release and everything! My gleefully science-ignoring adventurous yarn of airships, steam automatons and an evil villain with an Antarctic lair will be, at the very least, read and critiqued by a luminary of the field. (Seriously, the Big Names associated with WotF are people whose work I’ve been reading across the last thirty years. I am dead-set thrilled that someone like Tim freakin’ Powers or Larry freakin’ Niven might read my work). And that’s before you look at the prize of a week-long intensive writing workshop in Los Angeles with a host of said luminaries, followed by a gala award ceremony to pick the overall winner. Not bad. My friend and CSFG colleague Shauna O’Meara was a finalist in 2013 and blogged about it at length.

Like the quarter-finals at the Olympics, only the top three of eight stories go through to the finals, while everyone else goes back to the drawing board to try again next time. Mind you in this case “next time” is pretty much straight away, since they run these competitions every three months. Anyone who has yet to make three professional sales (defined as a minimum payment of 6c per word) is eligible to enter. That definitely includes me.

Does my little story have the legs to make it all the way to the finals? Eh, I dunno. I’d like to think so, but I’ve written and learned quite a lot since I penned that one over two years ago. I think I could do even better now. Even if it doesn’t make it, I’m still happy. This is a definite signal that I’m moving in the direction I want.

 

[1] …which is a title I have *never once* typed correctly the first time, which is probably a lesson of some sort.

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