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In a rush this morning, because I stayed up an hour too late, and slept likewise. So, I'm making this short. No, I really am. No kidding. Shortish, at any rate.

Yesterday, I finally found the beginning of "The Apprentice's Daughter" (new title to arrive ASAP), and wrote 1,101 words. And gods I hope it's not a false start. I can't afford one of those just now. The story has refused to be a vignette, insisting, instead, that it will be a short story. I remain skeptical about the whole endeavor, but Spooky likes it, and I hate it when that happens, when we have that sort of divided opinion over what I'm writing (though it's happening a lot lately). As it turns out, "The Appretice's Daughter" is set in Ulthar in Lovecraft's dreamlands, and yes, there will be a dragon. And yes, it will be erotica. Eventually. I hope this to be the story that Vince will be illustrating for Sirenia Digest #43.

And there was this question from corucia:

If you're hunting around for the next novel, might I suggest something? I'd love to see a novel connecting 'Derma Sutra', 'The Steam Dancer' and 'The Melusine' together, perhaps as a series of seemingly-unrelated stories wherein the underlying history of the world gets laid out in the background and interstitials between stories. I'm thinking of a 'Cannery Row' kind of book, where each story builds the world and moves things forward, without ever really directly addressing what would be major plot elements in other authors' hands. I think your writing style would lend itself wonderfully to such an oblique approach...

Plus, I really like that world and want to see more of it!

To which I reply, you will likely someday get your wish. Just not for the next novel. To date, I've written (I think) four stories set in Cherry Creek, Colorado (an alternate-history, steampunk version of Denver). The plan is to eventually write eleven of these stories, one for each year from 1890 through 1900 (to date, I've done 1891, 1893, 1896, and 1898). But it could easily be another two or three years before this project is finished, so you'll have to be patient. I still have seven stories to write before it can be a book. Maybe it can appear by 2012 or so.

Spooky is beginning a round of eBay auctions to offset our ReaderCon 20 expenses in July. I'll be doing a solo presentation on Dr. Seuss as weird fiction, and another on the writing of A is for Alien, as well as numerous panels, and a reading, I suppose.

The platypus says it's time to go, and we do not argue with the platypus (well, we do, but not today).


Jun. 5th, 2009 06:05 pm (UTC)

You know, I grew up in a neighborhood called Cherry Creek in Aurora, Colorado.

I had no idea. Cherry Creek was a name used in the 19th Century, before the incorporation of Denver.
Jun. 5th, 2009 06:10 pm (UTC)
Technically, the area west of Aurora and north of Englewood is still called Cherry Creek. The actual subdivision I lived in was called that, even though it wasn't in that area.

I had a lightsaber duel with a Cylon Centurion in the VA hospital out there once. Seriously. My mom had to drag me off the poor guy.
Jun. 5th, 2009 06:16 pm (UTC)

I had a lightsaber duel with a Cylon Centurion in the VA hospital out there once. Seriously. My mom had to drag me off the poor guy.

That is so cute...
Jun. 5th, 2009 06:33 pm (UTC)
When my dad went for his appointments, there were these automated floor cleaners that would run down the halls on rails. They had sweeping red lights, like KITT or Cylons. I used to take my lightsaber and attack them whenever I heard one coming.

One day, I ran out into the hall, and there was actually a Centurion. Poor guy was making an appearance at the children's wing. All I knew was that the Cylons were here. So off I went, my inflatable lightsaber the only defense earth had against the invaders.

...My mom wouldn't let me take my lightsaber when Darth Vader made an appearance at the mall.