Category: writing

new prologue

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And new epilogue. The Mungk rolls on, unperturbed. It slithers out from under the bed, crawling up the walls, pure shadow, indistinguishable from the rest save a restless uncomfortable feeling just beneath the heart and sudden, panicked suspicions of something, something, there’s something there and it’s watching and waiting and hissing in my ear…

And in the end, when we’re drifting off, drifting away, on the verge of nightly annihilation, comes a soft, sick whisper…

Target: 900 words
Written: 1389 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: The Wishsong Of Shannara, Terry Brooks
Comics: Die 15, Once And Future 13-15
Music: Live Things, Rolling Stones (so much Stones)

restless dogs

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I’m not sure what was going on with Sofi, but it felt like she woke at least twenty times last night, moving around and cuddling up and pushing away and just generally being a pain in the butt.

Plus, the LEDs on the new mini-splits we got to heat our house (which work great as coolers, less as heaters) seemed very bright. I don’t know what was going on.

Things conspire to rob me of my rightful rest.

Great, now I sound like some long dead hero or evil god in a fantasy novel.

Torak, am I.

Ironic that the guy writing a whole book on the darkness of night should find himself more disturbed by unrelenting blue light.

Target: 900 words
Written: 358 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: The Wishsong Of Shannara, Terry Brooks
Comics: Die 13-14, Once And Future 11-12
Music: Live Things I Found On My Computer, Red Hot Chili Peppers (I should explain - at one point, I had a shit ton of bootleg stuff laying around.  It was all labelled and such, but then, MICROSOFT AND APPLE, and something happened to rename all of them to 4 random letters, stripping them of all metadata.  It sucked, and while I've put the names of the songs on them, I have no idea where they came from, just the song and the band names.)

wine headache

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My parents showed up unexpectedly last night for a porch visit, which turned into three bottles of wine and the complete derailing of any plans I had for reading, writing, et al, etc, et whatevera last night.

And now I’m hungover.

This is not shaping up to be the catch-up weekend I was hoping for.

Target: 900 words
Written: 1990 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Queen Of Sorcery, David Eddings
Comics: Die 3-5, The Wicked + The Divine 42
Music: Again With The Live Stuff, Iggy Pop

beginning/end

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Still in Collingwood, but having changed work spaces, I’ve decided even more needs to change, including the prologue and epilogue to The Mungk.

All new!

More story!

More intelligent beginnings and endings!

Maybe probably cut entirely!

Who knows!

Find out for yourself, whenever the final version comes out (and you steal all my notes so you know the difference)!

Target: 900 words
Written: 481 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Gregor And The Curse Of The Warmbloods
Comics: The Wicked + The Divine 25-28
Music: Random Covers, Nirvana

collingwood

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Decided to go to Collingwood for the weekend. Seemed like a good place to get away and finish that eighth draft.

So far, so good, in that the eighth draft is complete.

Target: 900 words
Written: 531 words

Read: The Happiness Of Pursuit, Chris Guillebeau
Comics: The Wicked + The Divine 22-24, The Wicked + The Divine: 1831 1
Music: Unknown Covers, Mudhoney

headaches and light beers

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And being behind.

I let stuff go off the rails yesterday. I could have done better, but I didn’t.

Blame it on lack of motivation, lack of sleep (another storm, another night up with Sofi Jo), lack of willpower, depression, hopelessness, fatalism, whatever.

But I shit the bed on everything but writing and drinking yesterday, so here we are.

Behind. In pain.

Pray for me, children. This headache shall not last.

Target: 900 words
Written: 1023 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Unholy Night, Seth Grahame-Smith
Comics: The Wicked + The Divine 4-7
Music: Lust For Life, Iggy Pop/David Bowie (apropos)

back to workin’

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I got a little ahead of myself for a bit again, with the longer edits, but now, I’m back to having to meet actual targets again.

Hence the bump in target words.

I’ve been trying to build it like a muscle. Every once in a while, bump the target up, increase the reps, the duration, the requirements for the cardio and endurance and lifting power of the thing.

Hell, it’s everything I do.

Slow increase in exercise, in meditation, in the difficulty of the material.

More beautiful desolation. More tragic pathos.

More little nobodies, thinking they’re somebodies.

More me, thinking I’m not nothing.

Feeling empty and alone, the best and worst feeling in the world.

Target: 900 words
Written: 888 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Hilarity Ensues, Tucker Max
Comics: The Magdalena: Seventh Sacrament 1, The Magdalena v4 1-3
Music: Random Thingies, Overflow

melatonin

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Not only did I not get a good sleep, I got to feel super groggy all day.

Sleep is my enemy.

Is it the Mungk, after me in real world manifestation?

I think I might be losing it.

Target: 800 words
Written: 713 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives In Your House, Jeffrey Cranor/Joseph Fink
Comics: Monster War 2-4 (ugh), The Magdalena/Daredevil 1
Music: More Random Songs, Julian Plenti

kick out the james

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Every once in a while, I like to go back and read old posts to see if I’m being a complete idiot or asshole or if there’s actual insight in any of them.

Reminders of when things were good or bad. Reminders that this too shall pass.

Instead, I’m finding typos and mistakes, like that classic MC5 song, Kick Out The James.

Because, you know, fuck James, I guess.

Target: 800 words
Written: 391 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: It's Just A Thought, Thomas Sterner
Comics: Ain't No Grave 3-4
Music: Unknown Album, Anti-Flag

friday, finally

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This weekend, we’ll dive deeper on the whole “ask forgiveness, not permission” thing, but for now, today, it’s migraine o’clock with a full work day ahead of me.

The seventh draft begins, like a seventh seal broken, and things can only go down from here.

Target: 800 words
Written: 259 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Tao Te Ching (Ursula Leguin edition)
Comics: Middlewest 15-18
Music: Underground Network, Anti-Flag