I has been riting.

but not much.  Finished book one in december.  took a "break" for a month or so which was really me going holy shit i can't write another damned word.  started book 2 midway through january and am now on chapter 3. i sat on the back deck for a bit this evening to get some more done and it worked, a little.  i don't think i want to keep anything i did tonight, but getting something down made me feel productive.

i stopped a few paragraphs in though, because i want to write something new for a bit.  something gritty and horrible and fast and indelicate.  like fable.  maybe i should finish fable.  only, i feel like i worked out the gritty indelicate parts in chapter 1 of that, and now i'm just going through the motions because i don't care about Bernice or Jesus like I cared about Zane and Ronnie.  If i sit down with them, I'll care.  Because that always happens.  in roleplay, that happened to me all the time.  i'd sit and think about random NPC #6 and give her some dialogue and suddenly she's got a brother and her dad's an alcoholic but the nice mooshy kind and her mom just wants the cat to stop pissing on the rug and bang.  NPC-no-more.

one of the things that stops me from continuing on is that fable is too long.  it's just over 50,000 words now, and it's about half done.  I could maybe get it into an lgbt mag as a serial, but other than that, it's too long for publication except as an actual novel.  what i should be doing is writing short stuff that i can submit to lit mags. 

Anyway. that's the update.  if anyone wants to read book one now that it's done (but still unedited), lemme know.