Yes, It Is All My Fault!

It’s been far too long, but I realized that if I was going to keep working on Continuous Coast it was worth putting at least a tiny bit of maintenance into my personal site as well. So to start 2009 off right, I updated the “My Writing” section to include links to the various CC sites currently active (I also just had a CC story go up on the site, whee!), though Kit made a couple of suggestions for reorganizing the categories that I’ll probably re-do within the next day or two, so check back!

I thought it might be good to start putting up some of my own, non-CC work here as well, so I included links to two flash fiction pieces that I’ve had out circulating for over a year. I decided to retire them from circulation and just post them here. My writing has changed and improved enough over the past year that these pieces may not be exactly indicative of where I’m at now, but I still enjoy the heck out of both of them (at least in a writing sense; “Rorrim” in particular is a bit uncomfortable to actually read) and would rather share them and concentrate on writing and sending out more new pieces. Though, if I don’t get some more cheerful free fic up here soon, people might start to get a skewed notion of my style…

Hey everyone, it’s been a long, mostly internet-free month for me.  My shoulder has been freezing up/acting up so painfully that I haven’t been able to spend very much time working on the computer.  It’s been stressful since this was NOT the time to have less online time, too much to do!  especially on CC fun stuff.

However, I bought a super-sexy G1 Google phone, which I expect will make it easier to stay connected even if I have bad shoulder ick return.  I stayed comfortably near the back of the pack as far as following phone technology, the past 10 years.  It was completely worth it to wait for a phone that is at least approaching all the various things I want my phone to do; I had no problem adapting to the interface and sound like a total dorky geek when I talk about it.  And my goodness does the querty keyboard make text easier to type on a phone.  Fidget-monkey heaven: it has buttons, and a trackball, and a touchscreen, and a fold-out keyboard.  As soon as they figure out the app to send and receive video phonecalls, the science-fiction feel will  be complete.  Oh, and I’m insanely jealous of the armband attachment I saw at Best Buy for the Apple 3G, if anyone knows where I can get one for mine, I can’t avoid those little cyborg cravings.  Strapping it on is a good interim substitute for jacking in, eh?

Check out my next post for a picture from my new phone; I got my contributor’s copies from Dark Scribe Press for the Unspeakable Horror anthology.  I’m so excited!  Keep pre-ordering, the official release date for the anthology is December 1.

We are valiantly fighting the good fight of having the collaborative project eat our brains by allowing at least one hour in every 24 for our personal projects.

Ok, perhaps I hyperbolize a bit here.  Now that I don’t have to worry about two presentations back-to-back, I can get down to the simple life of owning a business, coordinating a massive online project, and writing a novel  and some short stories.  Simplicity incarnate!

There go those hyperboles again.  Time to develop a new plan of action, since the goal is still to have a finished draft of the novel by the calendrical year’s end.  Note that not specifying a GOOD draft done will speed up the process quite a bit, heh.  And I think there are a couple of stories lying around that need cleaning up before being kicked out of the nest…

But right now I think I’ll continue to obsessively reload certain blogs to see if new content appears.  Oh, and super-squee happiness for other-world characters commenting on our household blog!  The cool parts just keep growing!

Okay. NOW I’m excited.

(was keeping it cool internally up ’til now, justincase. But oh my fucking gods, this is so much fun.)

Ah yes, a grand little evening sitting around watching the Mediators break up a drunken conflict. That crazy Starl.

On the creating side, a precise, behind-the-scenes peek at the arduous creative process:

Reesa: Who gets injured?

Steve: I think S.

Kit: I was thinking L.

Reesa: I was thinking S or L.

Steve: I’ll flip you for it; you want to land on your head or your tail?

Kit: Tail.

Reesa: You could flip the dog.

Kit: She wouldn’t cooperate.

Steve: Perfect, here’s a penny.

Reesa: Lost relic of our economy, determine our future.

Steve: Heads it’s L, tails it’s S.

Reesa: Wait, where did it go?

Kit: I heard it hit over there.

Steve: Tails.

Reesa: S then! Ahh, high literary science at work.