A Day Late…

Not a dollar short, though, because I get paid today. The reason why I didn’t write this is simple and complicated at the same time: Shitty Internet. When the internet is shitty, I disperse into other activities whilst I wait for That One Gorram Page To Load. In this case, it was attempting to post…… Continue reading A Day Late…

The Antagonistic Protagonist

I’m not talking about your average anti-hero here. I’m talking about the piece of shit, the walking garbage fire, the absolute train wreck who is somehow the main character or a main character of the thing you happen to be enjoying. There’s obviously some differences between the Anti-hero and the Ant-Prot [that’s the abbreviation I’m going…… Continue reading The Antagonistic Protagonist

Location, Location, Location

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

I Have a Hero

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.

Murder Dollhouse

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.