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December 26th, 2007

writing softcore nerdporn _ heres_luck

is it just another children's story that's been declawed?

when the tales of brothers Grimm and Gorey, they've been outlawed. they've been outlawed.

Here, have some more Andrew Bird. Because I am a crack peddlar, yes.

1628 words on Bone & Jewel Creatures this morning, to a total of 14,856. Time to start working my way around to the Earthshattering Conclusion, with possible zombie apocalypse. (Or possibly not.) I can already see this will take a few more drafts to layer up, but it's coming together pretty well right now.

Still have to figure out this plot thing. Well, there's always the next draft, if necessary.

In the mean time, time to eat some breakfast and get ready for the gym and my lunch date.

and by all accounts you really should have died.

First off, it's Dust day. Yay, Dust!

Book report #87: Dennis Lehane, A Drink Before the War

Lehane has gotten better since this, his first novel. (Mystic River is, in my estimation, very nearly a Great Book.) I have the feeling throughout this that he's finding his feet, relying on genre convention a bit overmuch, and his prose is a bit rocky in places--he's leaning hard on the cliches of noir, and sometimes the resultant strain to the narrative voice makes me wince. And man, his protagonist is the luckiest Mutherfucker ever to ride the T. 

The book needs confidence, and that shows.

Also, man, that's a lot of gunfights for one week in Boston. It gets a little Hollywood after a while. However, I forgive him for having the courage to go after some rather unsavory plot developments, no holds barred, and not flinch from the nastier things his protagonists do. Nor is there an Obligatory Love Interest Plot that plays out in a predictable fashion.

However, as first novels go, it's a damned fine effort, and the thriller plot works! No handwaving, even, and no long Dashiell Hammett-esque exposition-at-gunpoint scenes--it actually all more or less comes together. The characters are fun, the plot runs like an engine, and you know it's set in Boston because it mentions an Au Bon Pain. (All books set in Boston must mention an Au Bon Pain. It's a Law.) Also, the books asks some hard questions and keeps pushing at them until it gets past all the easy facile answers and into the real hard ground of fuck man, I don't know. Which is a trait he's kept through Mystic River, and I salute him.

Recommended, though it's not a patch on his later work.
muppetology animal deadlines

i'm gonna tie your wrists with leather and drill a tiny hole into your head.

four things make a post, because I ran out:

I think I have finished the revision of "King Pole, Gallows Pole, Bottle Tree." I got a little more than 400 words out of the first twenty pages. And I think the rest of it was already pretty okay, so I just poked it a little.

Favorite paragraph that didn't survive the surgery:

Hey, did you know Lassie was a boy dog? True story. They're bigger and more impressive, so that's what got cast. She may have been the first drag queen on TV.

So tomorrow I can print it out and mail it in.

So, ashacat and I are contemplating taking up a martial art in the spring, and I was wondering, from the martial artists reading this--what do you practice, and what do you like/dislike about it?

A nice thoughtful review of A Companion to Wolves at Hippoi Athanatoi. I feel like I should correct a misapprehension re: auctorial intent, there. Sarah and I didn't write the book with the intent to shock anybody. Rather, we wrote the book because we were having fun with the genderfuck and worldbuilding and story, and we wanted to shine some light into a corner of the genre we both had some problems with. And when we had finished, we looked at it and said, well, this is gonna be a tough sell, and is going to ruffle a few feathers.

And then we decided to sell it anyway. Though that took a while.

(We did have one publisher before Tor make an offer on it, if we took the sex out. Which more or less would have made it the book we were having the issues with in the first place, so we politely declined.)

I'm generally pleased and surprised that the response has been so overwhelmingly positive, with a few exceptions, and that many people seem to be taking the genderfuck in stride. (The secondhand comment here from somebody who has worked with wolf-packs and who thought the canine dynamic was realistic, made me bounce up and down and squee. Trellwolves are not socially exactly like earth wolves, but I think their behavior pattern works pretty well, biologically speaking, given their genetics.)

Also, for the record, Sarah wrote all the sex scenes. And Emma wrote all the torture scenes.

Oh, wait.

That other one is a different book, and you haven't read it yet. *g*

[19:51] matociquala: I think I need pajamas
[19:51] matociquala: And a hatchet.
[19:51] stillnotbored: o.0
[19:55] leahbobet: ...
[19:56] leahbobet: You were called by the guy from Scream?
[19:56] matociquala: Revising.
[19:56] matociquala: Or, sorry
[19:56] matociquala: "Revising"
[19:56] matociquala: *lays about self*
[19:56] matociquala: HEEEYAH!
[19:57] leahbobet: heeee
[19:57] stillnotbored: I am so missing something
[19:57] matociquala: *hews words*
[19:57] matociquala: 41! 42! 43!
[19:57] matociquala: the last one had an iron collar
[19:58] leahbobet: de rigeur in Mordor this spring.