Ain’t it Dead Yet?
It’s been a while since I posted a formal update to this site. To be honest, there hasn’t been a lot to post about. I decided it was time I finally post about what’s been going on with my writing.
Right now, I have two pieces finished. I’m not sure what I want to do with the first. Necroshine is ridiculously over the top in every way imaginable. There’s graphic material in it that I just don’t want to release. It needs a major slash and burn edit job, but I haven’t had the desire to tackle that job. Maybe someday. But right now, the first draft will remain untouched.
The second piece is a different matter.
Save minor editorial changes and adjustments, I have a 25K word monster on the rampage novella ready to roll. It’s bloody, violent and dark. Lots of crazy gore, graphic sex and over the top moments. I really like it, so it’ll be released… but I’m not sure when.
It’s been so long since Extreme Haunt, I don’t think releasing a random novella into the wild will do me any good. I want to follow this thing up with another title in short order. I’ve started working on a promising candidate. It’ll be somewhere around 10K words, should I manage to see it through. Nice, compact and easy to read. I hope to finish it before November.
I’ve decided I’ll take part in NaNoWriMo again, regardless of what happens with the novelette. In the past, I’ve completed four books as part of the challenge. Two have been released, two remain unreleased. That’s not a bad batting average. Presuming I complete the challenge, this one will be the tie-breaker.
My self-publishing journey isn’t over yet. I’d like to think I still have many more titles to release before I call it a day. It’s just taking a bit longer than I’d like. It ain’t dead, just merely sleeping… for now.
Silent All This Year
This year hasn’t turned out the way I wanted. I started with the hope of publishing Psychopomp and a couple of novellas. Obviously this didn’t happen. I worked hard on Psychopomp, trying to get the novel into shape. But no matter how hard I tried, it just didn’t work. The same old problems kept popping up. It’s a huge mess of a story, with a ton of different elements. None of them ever came together in a satisfactory manner. I decided to scrap the novel back in May.
Over the past five months, I haven’t been able to sustain anything for more than a few pages. I inevitably lost focus and bounced to another story, or screenplay. Every month it seemed like I was working on something different. I’d add a few thousand words, only to move on to something else. Just total frustration. Complete failure as a writer.
Then I discovered Billy Rezneck.
Billy likes to play with dead things. Thinking about Billy, I started to get excited about his story. Since it was late in October, I decided to put off writing about him. NaNoWriMo was just around the corner. Maybe between the fresh unknown of Billy and the rigid schedule of the challenge, I could finish something.
November started, and I began work on Necroshine.
That was 25,000 plus words ago.
I don’t know if this thing is publishable. It contains some of the most graphic stuff I’ve ever written. Explicit scenes of necrophilia, hardcore sex and ridiculous gore. But to be honest, I don’t care. I think the biggest problem I’ve had all year has been pressure. Worrying about publishing what I’m writing has made me second guess every decision, no matter how small. Necroshine is pure id. Every creative impulse I have just spilled out on the page. Will it ever see print? Who knows. I’m just happy that I might actually finish this thing. For now, that’s enough.