Well, The Dying God & Other Stories is in worse shape than I imagined. I handed it off to my flatmate to review, and in the first couple of pages, she spotted a number of errors.
Seriously, my self-editing skills are far worse than I thought. I'm feeling very disappointed in myself right now.
Not disappointed enough to make me depressed, though. Which is a good thing, because when I'm really depressed, I can't write, and I'm coming up to a bit in Puppet Master that I'm quite excited about - the concluding battle (of the book, not the series). Something happens in this battle that I'm not terribly excited about, but I'm ignoring that for fear of bringing on the afore-mentioned depression.
Actually, I adore writing battle scenes. It's so much more straight forward than all the other stuff. You pick a side, and hope to hell they win. There's none of this wishy-washy sympathy for the enemy stuff, no. It's life and death. There's no room for bleeding hearts.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, makes writing battle scenes fun and easy. You know, until someone you love dearly dies.
I say that like this will reach a massive audience who will then be terribly disappointed at my slip. If this book ever gets published and does managed to reach a wide audience, this blog post will long be buried in the annals of history. So it doesn't really matter.
I'm still not telling, though.
Mwah hah hah hah!
I may have had too much coffee.
Alrighty, with just 18 000 words to go until I hit my target book length, I should get cracking. You're all awesome. Thanks for sticking with me through all my crazy.
An unlucky accident. And why is it not as good a word as mischance or misfortune?
- Rev. Robert Forby's Vocabulary of East Anglia, 1830
Is it just me or does this guy sound like he's making up words and trying to defend them? Also, I can see a reason why the word isn't as good, can you?