This next, now-deconstructed novel

My July Camp Nanowrimo did not go exactly as I planned and, while my work on the second draft of my current novel-in-progress has gone well this past month, it did so in unexpected ways. My plan for July was to tackle the first draft I wrote during April’s Camp Nanowrimo (which ended up being just over 100k words).

I re-read the draft and then looked at it, scene by scene and identified some rather large structural issues (the worst was that it began with a day that was almost 25 000 words, 1/4 of the book — there is a place for that sort of thing, I suppose, but the rest of book was not nearly that slow). I also had some reservations about the plot in general, mostly that it seemed weak (characters lacking good reasons for acting as they do, events happening too fortuitously, etc). The inciting incident, in particular, didn’t make a lot of sense (it was way too subtle).

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Watch me read…

And avoid looking at the camera (that part wasn’t intentional).

At the Rainbow Space Magic virtual con for readers and writers of LGBTQ+ science fiction and fantasy (yes, it’s a long name, but I think we captured everything), of which I was one of the organizers, I did an author reading.

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Dissolve and Gather

I wrote this for Story A Day May 2020 (it was a result of the Day 28 prompt) and it was part of StoryFest 2020.

It was the third day in a row that the temperature had risen well above 30 C, closer to 40 if you took the humidity into account.

I don’t much like the winter, but this was a bit too far in the other direction.

I’ve always been one to watch the weather, ever since I was a little girl. I used to lie on the grass, staring up at the clouds, watching shapes gather and dissolve.

But since I have been, as they say, ‘living on the streets’ I have become more fixated on the slightest variations.

A clear sky, a cloudy day. The carress of a breeze or the sharp shove of a strong wind.

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