Musings on Revolution and My Current WIP

So I had an audacious goal of being able to write one short story a month in addition to making slow progress on my novel. That hasn’t exactly gone as planned. But I keep plucking away where I can. My current WIP is a dystopian short story, and I reread it after a long break away, and these couple of sentences stayed with me so I wanted to share the passage.

“Watching him, it became clear that this was a ritual to Tom. Elisa noticed how deliberate he was in his movements, and it dawned on her how even the simplest of actions could be one of revolution.”

As usual, I find messages to myself in my writing when I go back to it after a long time. And what an important message this one is in this day and age, and to me at this point in my life.

So often I find myself juggling the day-to-day obligations and living with my inner world and the larger circle of society at large. This can be a struggle, and frequently I fall into the trap of going on autopilot or I start feeling like certain things I have to do are a hassle. I know many others feel this way too, and in truth, our current society is designed to make us be this way. But our reality is a blending of the micro and macro. And how we set our intentions in our blending and in the actions we take determines so much of the experiences we have. And even the bleakest or most boring of moments can have meaning. Something as simple as doing the dishes can be an act of love or magic or meditation or even revolution. And there is something to be said for waiting until the time is right. Actively observing. The key word is active.

This is a lot of random musings, but I think this will be something I explore more in the coming months.

Preorder for The Kindness Book is On!

The preorder page for The Kindness Book is up and running here! As a reminder, this is the short story collection for children which I am included in, and this is the only opportunity to buy the collection in the United States, though I may include my story in my own collection if I ever manage to write enough that I am proud of to include in a collection of my own.

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My story is called A Spring Search and was inspired by my illustration A Hope For Spring which I’ve shared below. It was a serendipitous happening where I posted on Instagram about wanting to write more and thought using my old illustrations as inspirations for short stories would be good, and I was invited to write something and submit it for the collection.

Spring Hope

I will do a blogpost next week with my thoughts regarding kindness.

Also, in an effort to spread the kindness outward, I will be donating half of all profits of this preorder to charity to help feed needy children in my local city. Specifics are on the preorder page.

The Cephalopod Maid is released!

My short story The Cephalopod Maid is now available!

The Cephalopod MaidDescription: Born half human and half alien, K’mana watches humanity from deep in her underwater home while her father slumbers. Time passes, and K’mana grows bored with being no more than a distant observer. Emerging from her isolated aquatic life, K’mana transforms herself to be able to explore. She once lived in fear of her human blood, but after spending a day on land, K’mana discovers humanity’s greatest attribute.

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So again, this is one of those stories that, like Penumbradoesn’t fit neatly into a category. It’s somewhat of a fantasy romance with a basis of science fiction, but if I ever follow up and do the novels that would come after, it would push fully into the scifi genre. I can’t ever do things the easy way, can I?

Also, it contains the first sex scene I’ve ever written, so it’s worth picking up just for that! The scene is rather PG in writing (I don’t go in for “throbbing members” et al), but still quite steamy, in my opinion.

If you read it, let me know what you think! And if you review short stories and want a reviewer copy, drop me a line for that, too.

Writing Confessions

Confession: I have a hard time keeping deadlines that I set for myself.  Meeting contracted obligations are no problem at all, but meeting the deadlines I set for myself are next to impossible for me.  Maybe I need to write myself contracts?

I was supposed to have finished “The Cephalopod Maid” Friday.  Then I was supposed to have finished it today.  But I am having a really difficult time keeping focused for longer periods of writing time.  I had gotten so used to carving out 100 words here, 300 words there, 500 words on an absolutely glorious writing day that now that I have an hour or more to write every day, I let myself get distracted after only a few paragraphs.  Not good, so not good.

But I will get used to the shift.  I’ll finish this story, because I’m really enjoying the two main characters.  Maybe it will lead to a longer story with them down the road.  And I’ll get my daily wordcount higher.  My brain will adjust to focusing for longer periods on writing again. I can’t beat myself up too much.  Well, I can, but there’s no reason to… this time.