Hello, my friends and the occasional relative! My collage assembly plus extras has gained some momentum, so I am making good progress. There has in the process of doing this work been an ever-growing sense of unease. I’ve come to a conclusion or two about where it was coming from, and what to do about …
Hello my friends and the occasional relative! Second October sale of ebook version of The Killer and The Dead starts later this week! Check it out! I have begun to assemble my collage of pieces that will become The Red Palace this week. Why, because I wrote a section that ended with the single biggest …
Hello, my friends and the occasional relative! As regular readers may know, I have begun to learn more about some formal aspects of storytelling. I’m doing this to sharpen my understanding of what I do and why in writing novels, and to improve my presentation on the page. A bit late after completing 3 books …
Hello, my friends and the occasional relative! Progress continues with the copy edit now 80-85% of the way there, depending on the criteria used. Finish line in sight. Reread and proofing remain. I saw Dune 2 this afternoon. No spoilers, but I feel a little let down by it, after loving the first film. There …
Continue reading Dune 2 and the difficulty of story execution
Hello, my friends and the occasional relative! I proceed apace, copy edit now at 69-72% complete (no graphic), depending upon criteria. Given that positive progress, and multiple walks in wind and sun, my mind has been turning to the next story to obsess me. I wrote two excerpts yesterday, plus a brief reminder to myself …
Continue reading Falling in love with my next novel, one conversation at a time…
Hello, my friends and the occasional relative! How many times shall I read thee? Let me count the ways. Again. Minor advice column for writers this week. Lessons learned from my own repeated experience as a fellow traveller in the writing trenches. Copy editing progress continues. Depending on how I measure it I am …
Hello, my friends and the occasional relative! It is very cold here, and I write to delay going out into brittle, shard-like sunlight to shovel my drive. Being stabbed in my wincing eye by too-bright light is infinitely preferable to having to shovel in a storm, however, a brutal necessity I have only had to …
Continue reading The Writing Life: Promises kept, with a tiny caveat
Roderick T. Macdonald 