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March 2017



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State of the Bear

So I'm home, and I'm clearing off the pile of stuff that's accumulated on my desk. I got through the contracts for B&I and W&W and Carnival and the Novel to be Named Later today, and as soon as I hear back from Anne on one point that I suspect may need amendment, I'll send those back. Also, a couple of checks showed up today, which is all the good, although the big necessary checks must await the contracts. Apparently, mail takes two weeks to get to me from New York City.

First class mail.

No, I am not exaggerating. Weird, huh?

I also finished revisions to A Companion to Wolves and sent that back to Jenn to begin its search for love and publication.

Meanwhile, I am busy. Soon it will be time for that final rewrite of W&W, and the CEM of B&I will appear, and of course there's the first draft of Carnival to get done, but I'm letting my brain rest a little bit right now. I have a big old stack of ARCs and things purchased at ComiCon to read, and I'm planning on putting dents in that before I restart the novel. And I have about five books sitting in my crit queue, too.

Maybe I'll get back to Carnival in early August. I can tell--though I haven't been hit with a real solid bout of post-novel ennui re: Whiskey & Water, thankfully--that I'm not up to a novel right this second. And I have the luxury of a little time. And I can feel it cooking back there, bubbling away. The fact that my brain is in a sort of contemplative mode notwithstanding.

I've got one plot point I think I need to get sorted out before I go any further, because Robert and Vincent and Lesa did something that doesn't quite make sense to me. I mean, I know what they did, and I have some ideas of why they did it that way, but I need to understand the rationale a bit better. Damned books. Always bigger on the inside than on the outside, and they just won't fit inside one's head.

Meanwhile, I have all these books to read (I'm currently about a third of the way through Iron Council) and I have this dirigible murder mystery Batman story that wants to be written in nested digressions, and so I've got that to do, I think, if I can figure out how this structure is going to work. It's stunt writing, but hey.

Also, commissioned for two nonfic articles for Reflection's Edge. So by tomorrow, I need to figure out a fresh approach to writing about writing about court intrigue, so I can get a draft to the editrixen by the end of the week.

Also, we're done with the Chizine judging. Good stories, I gotta say. It about killed me to get a mere five out of my top eight choices, and I still regret two of the ones I was forced to drop from my final list.

And I just reread the General Goldfish story, and I really like it still. But man, it's weird.

In other news, rejection from Aeon. And some lovely fan mail on Scardown and Hammered (and a pretty vituperative Amazon review of Hammered, which I enjoyed enormously.)

And I have two boxes of books here to sign and mail to people.

You know, the work never actually stops. In fact, I'm not sure it even ever actually hits a lull.


We were among the lucky few who saw the Serenity final cut preview screening at ComiCon. No spoilers: but I have the same problem with the movie that I have with the show. Specifically, I hate Mal with a visceral passion, the sort of loathing that I normally reserve for Thomas Covenant, and I want to kill him with a shovel. I can sit there and feel myself getting another notch more irritated every time he opens his mouth, and in my ideal world, Zoe puts a bullet in the back of his head and they all live happily ever after. Which is why I will never be a browncoat, despite the other obvious merits of the program.

On the other paw, it's a lovely movie. Well-made, well-constructed, well-acted, amusingly scripted, mostly narratively sound, pretty to look at, and just don't think about the science and sociology too hard and you'll be just fine. Four stars, with half a star reserved for scientific stupidity and half a star reserved because I don't get to kill Mal with that shovel, even a little. Highly recommended. I think it comes out on Jenny's -7th birthday.

We also saw the Once And Future Henson Panel. Including a retrospective video that sailed through 50 years of puppetry in six minutes. Awesome stuff. I love me some puppets.


He can't die a bloody enough death to suit me. Eaten by Reavers is good. Not quite good enough, but good.

So yeah, I really disliked him. Enough that I don't like the show, frankly.
I don't find him amusing. I think that's the problem. I find him obnoxious, arrogant, didactic, and suffering from an annoying tendency to do things that get characters I do like in trouble. I am generally amused when he shoots somebody out of hand, however.

I think my problem with him is that he has all of Han Solo's bad qualities, but he doesn't come with a Wookiee in an "I'm with stupid" t-shirt, which makes me think that the narrative intellect (I'm not sure what you'd call it in a television show) doesn't realize they're bad qualities.

This is not atypical, though: I loathe a bunch of the Joss characters that were wildly popular. Like Anya. She's another shovel death candidate. Actually, now that I think of it, shovel death is too good for her.
Well, thank *you*, rather. And that's a good place to be backed up. (You know Charlie has an lj too, I hope? He's autopope)

The wheels of publishing grind slow, and they grind sausage, as the joke goes. I've sold seven books.

Immediately in print or forthcoming from Bantam Spectra are Hammered, Scardown and Worldwired are all written and delivered, and the third one will be out in November. Additionally, I have two more books forthcoming from Spectra (for the time being): Carnival, next fall, which is one-third written and needs to be finished by the end of summer, and an untitled SF novel that needs to get written next year.

Forthcoming from Penguin (ROC or ACE, we're not yet sure which, and probably starting in 2006) are the first two books of a fantasy series, starting with Blood & Iron (written and delivered), and continuing with Whiskey & Water, which is written, about to enter its third draft, and also must be delivered this fall. If those books sell well enough that Penguin offers me another contract, I have three more books in that series already written (The Stratford Man:The Comedies, The Stratford Man: The Tragedies, and One-Eyed Jack, and plans for about seven more.

I also have complete a Norse Cyberfantasy Not-a-Trilogy collectively known as The Edda of Burdens that needs a ground-up rewrite, a standalone Norse fantasy with truepenny (A Companion to Wolves) that's going out in search of a home now, and also with truepenny, a YA hisorical mystery (The Cobbler's Boy) that's making the rounds now.

The books currently being published were written several years ago, with the exception of Worldwired, which was written in 2004. So, yeah, there's been plenty of time for things to pile up.
*g* There have been rejections as well, although I'm lucky in that there haven't been as many rejections as there could have been.
Now I want to be a stunt writer when I grow up.

"The plot's gotten unwieldy, audience attention is waning, and the characters lack sufficient depth and motivation, but we've got to get through this scene in another thousand words. Our lead writer can't possibly take the risk so late in the trilogy, so we've brought in a stunt writer to attempt a particularly tricky bit of exposition-via-action-flashback."


There's a job description.
Whoo, you're busy! Wherever do you find the energy?! At least you can have a little bit of a break now ... You deserve it! *hugs*
I hate Mal with a visceral passion

Interesting. So does my guy. He took an instant dislike to the guy on watching the first broadcast episode, and had the hate solidify into something pure and unyielding when the same actor showed up on Buffy.
I'm actually trying to avoid allowing my loathing for the character to accrete onto the actor. But man, it's hard.
Don's dislike is for the actor first (he thinks Fillion has a range the thickness of a piece of very thin paper), the character second, so he has no such qualms.

Me, I've got no opinion one way or the other. I neither love, nor hate Fillion or Mal. My affection for Firefly rests with Zoe, Wash and the lovely Jayne.

BTW, you've got my good thoughts on the dawg situation.
This post? Made even ME tired, and I'm just reading about everything you have to do....
Well, that's okay, Mal doesn't like you much either. ;)
The mail from NY to Tucson jumped significantly longer after 9/11, from 3 days to usually over a week.

I have never wanted to actually kill Mal, but from time to time I have wanted to use that shovel to beat some sense into him. He does do some things exceptionally well though, like shooting people out of hand and wearing tight pants. Of course the narrative thingy of the show requires him to get the people you like in trouble or it'd be kind of quiet around the ship. He does come all over self-righteous though.

He doesn't do it for me in the tight pants department, but I have to agree on the shooting people out of hand. He quite excels at that.

Thinking of you

I was reading Patricia Cornwell's Hornet's Nest and its sequel lately, and I desperately wanted to read you dissecting the structure/viewpoint/etc. I know there's something extremely odd there (for one thing, the 'camera angle' of the viewpoint, if I may call it that, is almost vertigo-inducing in its closeness -- for another, EVERYONE gets to be the viewpoint character, including the cat and a drive-by five-minute NPC. It's like the Rashomon of police procedurals), but I simply don't have the theory chops to be able to talk about it properly.

Though I'm sure you've got enough on your plate. :->

Re: Thinking of you

You know, I tried to read that when it came out and couldn't get into it. But it sound to me like you're describing head-hopping omniscient. I did read the first five or six Scarpetta novels, and enjoyed the first four a good deal before they went all wonky on me.
It's more limited than omni -- or, at least, it only shows the world as that individual person sees it (though sometimes the reader can fill in what's really going on from the input).

Scarpetta is a WHOLE other thing, which makes me think the Hornet's Nest series is stunt writing of some kind. I lost the taste for Scarpetta when the serial killer became the be-all and end-all and Scarpetta started learning to use a gun and crap. Sorry, i was reading Scarpetta for its CSIness (not that there WAS a CSI then), not to have her turn into a cross between Buffy and Clarice Starling. :->
Welcome home, and good lucking wading through it all.

I can't comment on your issues with Mal and Firefly, not having watched the show, but I always find it comforting when someone else reveals a level of loathing for Thomas Covenant similar to mine. However, I question the use of the shovel--for one thing, it would be too fast, and so would fail to deliver the prolonged level of suffering he so obviously reveled in.
The shovel is for Mal.

Shoveling is, I agree, too good for Covenant. I recommend drowning in caterpillars. Except for the toll on the caterpillars.
Reading your list of book-related things to do makes me feel, if not any less swamped, at least in good company. :)
Somewhere, I have seen your name before, but I can't remember where. Since you and I both like writing, I'd like to friend you, if you don't mind.

Were you possibly in the_bards? I was known there as musevoices.

No, I wasn't, but please, feel free to friend me. This is a public journal.
I finished Scardown Saturday morning. While I realize you don't like Firefly, I noticed the synchronicity of both your futures envisioning two superpowers: English-speaking (Canadian for you, who knows for Whedon) and Chinese.

Wondering if this is a trend, and if so what accounts for it.
[I was thinking of blogging this but never got around to it; also is there a group-name for the Hammered/Scardown/Worldwired series?]
Actually, there's a bunch of super-states in the Jenny books, including PanMalaysia, the Commonwealth, PanChina (which includes some things that China doesn't), the EU, and the South American cabal. *g* So I wouldn't exactly call it two superpowers. More like a delicate five-way balance.

It's just that PanChina and the Commonwealth are the ones involved in the space race.

As for why China? Well, it looks like a likely economic contender in the next hundred years or so, though of course that could all fall apart.
Oh, and no, I never did come up with a trilogy title for the dratted thing. It's been unhelpful in that regard.