/ˈabˌstrakt/ 1. (n.) a summary of the contents of a book, article, or formal speech. 2. (adj.) existing in thought or as an idea but not having a physical or concrete existence. My mind operates on both planes.
Do you ever have an interaction, or see an object, or hear a sentence out-of-context, then let your brain run wild with possibilities? What if something were slightly off about it? What if the obvious reasonable explanation really isn’t the explanation at all?
Writers think like this all the time, but for comparison, instead of “what if this object were a different color?” we go straight to “WHAT IF IT EXPLODED AND THE SHARDS GOT ABDUCTED BY AN ALIEN RACE THAT ACTUALLY WASN’T SUPERIOR TO HUMANITY, BECAUSE THAT’S SO OVERDONE, AND THE SHARDS INTEGRATED INTO THE ALIENS AND GAVE THEIR PLANET THE LONG LOST THING THEY NEEDED?
I planted a small garden this year. It’s been doing pretty well, considering my general lack of a green thumb . . . although I owe the majority of that to the ridiculous amount of rain we’ve been getting.
Regardless, the stakes on keeping some flowers and a few vegetables alive are pretty low. What if they were higher?
I apologize for the long break. I was inundated with many projects, both inside and outside of writing, that I can now happily share with you! Below, I’ve outlined the two most monumental developments, which I hope you’ll enjoy.
My wrist is currently in a brace from carpal tunnel symptoms, so I’ll make this brief (because typing is hard at present). Here are a few quick updates on things I’m working on!
I am pleased to announce that I’ve finally submitted an application to serialize Casters’ Court online for public consumption! I’ve applied to a platform called Radish, an app-based platform for distributing serialized fiction. Even if I don’t make it in, if you like reading, you should check them out.
The next item on my agenda is a horror short story expanded from something I wrote for a contest (spoiler: it involved, in some form, horror, a forty-year-old unemployed man, and a door-to-door salesman). It, too, has been rattling around in my brain, mostly finished. A few more polishing edits, and I could start querying it. I might as well take something almost finished and get something out of it!
That One YA Series
Ah, I haven’t talked about this one in a while. It’s been on the back burner while I’ve been getting my ducks in a row for Casters’ Court. But it has rotated back close to the forefront of my attention in the last couple of weeks, following a major plot epiphany. The revolution fixes a few of the larger problems I created after I made some radical changes a few years ago. I’m eager to start playing with some of those ideas and will be returning to this project as soon as I start surfing out “Glass Eyes.”
A New Project!
In the background of all of this, I’m also busy brainstorming and sketching out a new project slated for another fun online publishing platform– details to follow. This one is derived from a different horror short story I wrote during NaNo ’17. I reached the end of the story and really wanted to explore the character more. The concept? An obsessed detective writes a series of unsent letters to a serial killer she compulsively needs to catch.
I’m excited about these upcoming projects, and I promise to keep you posted with more updates as they become available!
Yeah, okay, I said I was done with My Princeton Summer two weeks ago. I remember.
This episode doesn’t “technically” count, though. This snippet wasn’t written for, about, in, or around the writing group in which I wrote the other snippets I’ve shared from my summer at Princeton. In fact, I think I wrote it before I knew the group existed. This was just an elaborate Facebook post made in a sugar-induced delirium following a particularly frustrating squabble over pancakes.