Well, There’s SOME Good News…

Writing on The Winter Solist is making some real progress. I’m nearly done with one of the first big fights in the novel, and I’m thinking that I’ll have to expand it a bit more. The story is coming along, but I’m getting past the first checkpoint. So, that’s something at least.

Other stories? I’ve got the outlines for about two other novels, and A Solist In Rome, and once The Winter Solist comes out…hopefully that story will come out a lot more quickly.

Personal life-I was able to get my blood pressure down to a safe level. The truly interesting thing is that to do that, I had to cut one of my ADHD medications out completely. This was a medication I was on for years, because it was one of the medications that allowed me to keep a job and keep my mind on track.

So, I stopped taking the medication two weeks ago…and, I’m doing a lot better in terms of my mental and emotional state. I’m not bouncing around like mad. I’m able to get a full night’s sleep with my CPAP. I’m not having the massive mood swings or sheer, despising hatred of most people and most entertainment. Could it truly be that simple, that easily resolved and easy to handle?

(I still can’t stand most TV shows, most modern comic books, and most “modern” novels. They’re written in a way that makes my brain hurt and are completely incoherent. I tried some new YA novels and they’re just…bad.)

The job hunt has been terrible. Resumes go out, I keep applying for things, but all the jobs that seem to be hiring are warehouse work, retail work, “own car” delivery work, and grocery stores. None of those are practical for me, not really. But, I’m still applying for them. And, on the 15th, SF State will put their schedule up for me to see if I can attend classes without driving myself mad in one form or another.

Fingers crossed, and hopefully good news for me soon.

It’s Bad Form, Isn’t It?

To spit over the very edge of the world?

It’s been…not bad. I’m not in any particular danger or risk or need to set up a GoFundMe to get money because I’m short. I have been dealing with a lot of nagging little issues, top to bottom.

Health issues-high blood pressure runs in my family and I’m not that big of a genetic outlier. So, more exercise, less salt, less time working on the computer, which means…

Writing has been slow. I’ve got a spec project (research for a non-fiction book), that I’m working on, and I’m also working on finishing up The Winter Solist and writing outlines for A Solist In Rome, some untitled writing project ideas, and quite a few other projects.

School-if I can do it all in one semester, everything is going to be put on hold so that I can finish my degree program. Which means that unless there’s another COVID disaster, I’m going to be commuting down to San Francisco on a regular basis. And, I’ve looked at just “a secure room with a shower, a fridge, and good Internet access” for the four to five months it’ll take for me to finish my degree. It is ALMOST as expensive as a full semester’s tuition, commuting three or four days a week is cheaper. Even the dorms would be expensive-between the cost and the mandatory meal plans, and they don’t have a single monk-like dorm room (which is all I need, really-one freaking semester) that I need.

Employment hunting has been terrible. I’m not working in a warehouse. I’m not working counter or retail or “own car” delivery. And, any of those jobs would bounce me off my current medical care into something worse. You start to understand why people want single-payer health care when you look at this crap, despite knowing that single-payer is like the Post Office but with doctors.

And, my fiscal concerns. I’m not in any trouble, just…little nagging things. Like for example, I’m having to manually update my Patreon payments. This isn’t a bad thing, I’ve trimmed out some people that I’ve wondered why I was supporting them. But, from the people I’ve been talking to, this is all (and I suspect, intentional) fallout from SESTA and FOSTA and it’s various weird requirements. Which have all just appeared to kick in today.

But, it can’t mess with my writing mojo, because I’m now writing again and figuring out work-arounds for the parent’s CNN addictions.

Progress will be made, one way or another…

Trying A New Tool

One of the things that any creative has to be careful about is trying out new tools. Let’s face it-90% of creative people have some form of neurosis and the remainder are able to hide it really well. And, one of these neurosis is about our tools. I’ve met people that have patched up, repaired, fixed, taped, epoxied, puttied, and eventually started to haunt estate sales and eBay because they had one particular kind of mechanical pencil that they used and “nothing else works right for me.”

Bit of Dumbo’s Magic Feather? Entirely possible and it’s also possible that it’s six of one and half a dozen of the other. Entirely possible that the ergonomics of that pencil have always worked better for him-or just that he’s gotten so used to it that everything else feels off. And, “feeling off” is sometimes one of the things that really throws a creative person off of their game. Sometimes to the point of not going somewhere with a project because it would require them to learn how to use a new tool…and then the neurosis hits again.

(My particular neurosis is the “not good enough” one. Not quite the perfectionist, but this fear that the point of translation between my imagination and the page is missing something and I need to go back and add that one more thing. And, creating things in my head, whole backstories that nobody will probably ever see…a series bible for TV or streaming would be insane by most standards, each A- and B-list character would have a massive biography and books and references…)

But, there’s also that point where you hit a wall and realize that the current tools aren’t going to help you any. This is why I’m learning a tool early-outlining.

How I usually write is what I call “checkpoint plotting.” It works like this-my stories have a number of checkpoints that I want to hit when I’m writing my story. I have a general idea when and where I want to get to that checkpoint. Just, sometimes I get hit by a plot idea or concept that is just so pretty…and I wander off the beaten path. And, come back as quickly as I can…but sometimes I find interesting things when I go off the beaten path.

Or, I have to spray for ticks.

But, A Solist In Rome and this new idea that won’t let go in my head is going to require me to stay closer to the road. So, that means I’m breaking out a new tool-an outline.

This is where everybody suggests a writing tool of one sort or another. Right now…not going to go that far. It’s really just a simple outline in Word as a prototype. First level is chapter headers. Second level is the main points where I want to go with this chapter. And, third level is what I call my “fluff”-little additional details that I want to add and follow up on.

I spent most of yesterday writing it, and I’m about a quarter of the way through my first outline for this second series that I’m working on. Today or tomorrow, I might get started on the A Solist In Rome (because it’s going to primarily first person with several second person callouts), so I need to keep tight track of where the story is going.

Back to the writing mines I go…and, we’ll see if this new tool helps any.

Fun (Not), One Each

So, I’m trying to get more of The Winter Solist done, and every time I think I’m able to get more than a page or two written…

I become the Default Dad. And, I have my own honey-do list. This is a scary thing, terrifying.

Dealing with the State of California and all of it’s many inadequacies. Almost tempted to take EDD to Small Claims Court and see if they’ll just cut me a check to leave them alone.

And…my creative brain has thrown at me another story. One that I’m actually doing bullet points to get the plot organized. This has been an interesting experience.

Maybe, just maybe, I’ll have “fun” next weekend. We’ll see.

Half Way Through The Month…

…and, far, far too little to show for it. Real life events have been getting in the way too much. I didn’t go and I won’t be going to any of the large events happening around me, but there have been repercussions. And, it’s made it harder to write stuff because the world intrudes when I need to be somewhere else. It doesn’t help with my stress levels, either.

Current projects, in no particular order-

  • The Winter Solist-Having issues with the jump to the next part of the plot, but I’m still writing and still aiming to have this done in a reasonable time frame. I’m going to have to add some more stuff to tie into A Solist In Rome, but I think I can get it in there, no issues.
  • Unknown Erotic Urban Fantasy Novel-So far, I’m fleshing out the “A” and “B” plots and writing more character stuff. Title is still in the air, the series title is probably going to be The Ethical Succubus.
  • Other Writing Projects-The isekei/light novel concept is somewhere in “how can I make this work.” There’s a few other ideas in the “have to look at this” hopper, but I’m not sure I’ll get to them any time soon.

And, yes, the events of the last half month have made me think that 2021 is going to be telling 2020 “hold my beer and watch this!”, and it’ll be in the sort of ways that none of us are going to like. The only things I can do is hunker down, keep building up reserves for if things go bad, and get my school work done when I start school in about two weeks. Otherwise…just, fingers crossed and hoping that everyone will start to get better and calm down. Because, as much as life is a temporary state, what has happened for the last ten months cannot be how we live now. It will drive us to madness, and nobody wants that kind of crazy on their conscience.

I think.

On Writing And Other Nonsense

The weirdness of weather around here had made it a bit hard to write, but I remain busy in my writing fugues. I’ve gotten up to about Chapter 16 of The Winter Solist, and I’m nearing a half-way point. The two big B-plots are about to collide into the A-plot, and that’s when we get close to the end.

Unknown Erotic Urban Fantasy Novel is currently in the “plotting” phase. This is going to be a much more tightly plotted book that Solist At Large was, and at the very least it’s looking to be a five to six book series. I’m still enjoying the idea of the series (and first book title) being The Ethical Succubus, which will make for very interesting reading.

I have another writing project that is going to be coming up soon. What I’m hoping to do is that I will combine the project with my Business Certificate program at Santa Rosa JC. Use this project (it’s going to be a comic book series) as part of my course-work, and eventually put up a GoFundMe to produce the first “issue” of the comic, then go to IndieGoGo and release the first “trade paperback” issue, similar to what Timothy Lin is doing for the Kamen America series.

(Why the separate fundraising? Simple-comic books are not cheap at the starting level. For my “first issue” (which goes up as a PDF for the IndieGoGo campaign to show what we’re doing), I’m going to have to shell out about $9000-because I’ll need an artist and color person and at least one cover. The actual “six issue” trade paperback will be about $52,000 before I even get to printing (remember, contract artists and having to pay up front). Printing a full run of about 1000 is going to be in the $8000 range-and if I can get more people to buy the book, the cost goes down for me.

(I’m aiming to at least cover my costs and make at least a 25% profit during the fundraising, which is probably in the $75,000 range. I figure costs for the next issue will be lower, because I’ll have a product to show that I’m able to produce.)

Anyways, back to work and to the salt mines.