TL;DR- I spent the entire weekend looking after myself and not producing content. Are you mad at me? I was sick. I managed to pick up whatever vile Lurgi seems to be doing the circuit these days, and it’s been my best friend and worst enemy for an entire flakkin’ week. So I did what…… Continue reading Self Care and the Indie Artist’s Regime
History left its mark on place names. Victoria. Van Demons Land, then Tasmania. Queensland. New South Wales.
The most important part of any work of fiction is where the whole mess takes place. New York. Detroit. Hogwarts. An island somewhere in the Indian Ocean. A TARDIS. A space station that ‘just grew’. From the mundane to the fantastic, the location where the story takes place more or less dictates the story. I…… Continue reading Location, Location, Location
Most fanfic writers have a few ideas circling through the back-burners. Some get them on tap. But all fanfic writers would agree that the darn things just keep on breeding.
Now, the thing with my book is, the character I care about the most probably won’t get any POV until at least a third of the way into the book, when they hybrid (pro/an)tagonist finally reaches a state of empathy with her, because that’s what the book’s actually about.
Yes, folks, I’m playing the long game with a book about empathy with autistic people. And it’s framed as a murder mystery. Go me.
He’s a cocksure up-and-coming detective who’s been sent to a specific department to find out what has THAT area’s cold-case squad solving old crimes at a higher rate than anyone else.
She’s a POC on the ASD spectrum who builds incredibly detailed models of ancient crime scenes that no longer exist in the real world. [See the works of Francis Glessner Lee to know what I’m talking about]
They fight crime.
My dear darling Beloved up and decided to watch Left Behind. Which is what I would classify as a disaster of a disaster movie.