| 'not entirely a bad piece at all' |
[16 Jul 2003|11:44am] |
That novel I said I was going to post into the livejournal?
It's really, really, finally done now.
Really. I just rewrote the last SIXTY PAGES THIS MORNING.
I now have a fucking migraine.
First person to email me about when I'm putting it into the livejournal . . .
. . . gets shot in the neck.
It'll be later today or tomorrow. Like I said, it requires mad formatting alterations.
It is: 40,580 words -- and the slowest god-damned 40,580 words I ever done wrote.
It begins like this: "part one."
And it ends like this: "Thank you."
Some novels, they say, don't know what they want to be. While if you would have asked me a week ago I would have said -- and maybe even quipped -- that this novel didn't be what it wanted to be, now I'd say otherwise.
It's come up as not entirely a bad piece at all.
However, I can't count it as a "real novel" of mine. If any of you want to steal it, pretend it's your own, and/or try to sell it, please do. I don't mind. I have another novel I wrote three weeks ago that I believe represents the direction my work is headed far better than this little throwaway.
Don't let the excerpts fool you -- this novel is very dense. And has lots of poetic language. Flowery language. Kevin at video-fenky said of an excerpt "Your prose is . . . purple."
(Protip: that's not a compliment.)
Here's the deal. I will post this novel, entitled smoking vegan, smiling gun, for all of j0s pleasure or whatever you call it. I will leave it posted -- in its entirety -- in a public livejournal post for SEVEN DAYS, then make it FRIENDS-ONLY, then make it PRIVATE three days after that. Do whatever you can to it during that window. Copy it, paste it, send it to your mom, or whatever.
Quote passages, I don't know.
My better novel, which only three people I know of are going to read (Protip: one of them may or may not be me), is entitled electric sexism. It's about Japan. (again) It's my best novel yet about Japan, however, and j00 can quote me on that. Like . . . I actually think I'll be able to . . . sell this one.
First, though -- a GROUND-UP REWRITE!
It might be the funnestest ground-up rewrite EVER!
Yes. Even funner than the one I did for DH.
Which I'm considering renaming from DH: episode one: a thirsty demon in tokyo's parking lot to
DH Grey and a thirsty demon in tokyo's parking lot
how da hell does that sound?
I think my laptop keyboard is dying. I have to push the keys more . . . hardly.
Or maybe it means my fingers are tired?
Holy hell, my fingers are tired. My wrists ache.
You try writing 180 words per minute for seven hours, typing and retyping 12,000 words until you kind of like it.
Shit.
It's time for a little bed. Call with your donations or whatever. Still accepting paypal.
*coughMovingtoJapanagainattheendofAugustcough*
There, I formally announced it.
Hm.
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