mausoleums and paranormal mechanics

It’s weird; for an agnostic who believes only in what is, I sure write a lot about what isn’t.

Because maybe it is somewhere. In enough universes, enough dimensions, who knows what the baselines might be?

That’s the fun of it. I actually loved the idea of imagination being a primary power source for dimensional travel in Black Science. It makes perfect sense.

And as I struggle to lay the basis of the lore of Nggoth, I can’t help but wonder…

What else is out there?

What else could possibly be?

There are no limits save those we place on ourselves, at least in the dimensional teleports of imagination.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1683 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Stephen King
Comics: Invincible Universe 1-3, Invincible 102
Music: Full Swing: Act 1, Various, but mostly for the Big Rude Jake

i think i might have done alright

One of the two scenes I worked on today, I actually teared up at a tender moment between husband and wife. I think I might finally be getting the hang of it.

If I can make myself cry, heck, maybe the same can be true for someone else.

love is patient, love is kind… and so on and so forth.

One of the few things the Bible gets right.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1623 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Father Lightning
Comics: Guarding The Globe v2 5-6, Invincible 100-101
Music: Full Moon Fever, Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers (what an album.  Been a while since I listened to it and I forgot that literally every song on it is a fuckin' banger.)

feels good to be editing

Weird, but it feels good to be in a space where things are actually starting to resemble a final product.

I am hoping this will be ready by November.

Of course, I should probably try to sell The Mungk and The Conflagration Of Boor & Aghast first.

Right?

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1433 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Stephen King
Comics: Invincible 97-99, Guarding The Globe v2 4
Music: Fukd ID#3, Interpol (that's how it's labelled, anyway)

marathon

After yesterday’s marathon writing session, I’m well ahead of my overall target (over a million words written since New Year’s Day, 2024). So, today, it’s easy work. A little mental exercise to figure out how to timeline all this out; how close are all these events.

When do the parts out of time happen?

These are puzzles to solve; logic to parse.

Creativity is fun, but organization is sometimes equally rewarding.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 222 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Stephen King
Comics: Invincible 89-91, The Tick 100
Music: Fruitcakes, Jimmy Buffett

epic run

Apparently, when you get on a roll, or get in the head of the character you’re torturing behind the scenes, shit goes into flow mode.

Thank god I’m working from home.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 5314 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Stephen King
Comics: Invincible 85-88
Music: The Fruit That Ate Itself, Modest Mouse

the beginning of the fifth

I’m trying something different with this draft. Rather than amorphous “edit scene” as my command, I’m setting specific goals for the editing. Not just “edit”, but rather ensure Miles shows the correct level of worry, or make sure Winsome’s description is properly defined in our introduction to him.

Anyway.

Should be fun. Here we go.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1645 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Stephen King
Comics: Invincible 82-84, Guarding The Globe 6
Music: Front By Front, Front 242 (to the back, to the left…)

cigars and candybars

Another milestone hit. I might actually finish this thing. I figure I’ve got about three months or so left in Father Lightning, and then, maybe…

Just maybe…

I’ll actually let someone read it.

I’ll celebrate that fact with a nice Perla, and then probably a Kit Kat. Or Aero. Or whatever.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1850 words, novel: Father Lighting

Read: The Stand, Stephen King (goin' great, boss)
Comics: Dynamo 5 21, Invincible 61-63
Music: Fresh Fruit For Rotting Vegetables, Dead Kennedys

yeah, that’s what i expected

The beautiful country, but not a second alone. Stealing pages as one steals breath in the ocean, with nothing to keep afloat.

Vacations from my vacation.

Peace from the loveliness.

Breath, from the deep.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1060 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Stephen King (why I chose this on a week I knew I would struggle to read even one page a day, I don't know)
Comics: Noble Causes 39, Brit v2 12, Invincible 59, Dynamo 5 0
Music: Freaky Styley, Red Hot Chili Peppers

drive time

As always, it’s a lot of time not doing the things I would like, but it’s still travel, and movement, and not shitty.

Would that I could find a few more moments for reading, and writing.

And silence.

Silence.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 2218 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Stand, Stephen King (here we go)
Comics: Invincible 57-58, The Astounding Wolf-Man 11, Dynamo 5 19
Music: Freaks, Pulp

today, i feel gravity

Not the seriousness of the situation, but the sensation of being pulled down, to my knees, to the floor, to sink in and let my mind bleed out my ears into insensate despair.

I am fighting.

I am not yet losing, but it’s real fuckin’ close.

The kindness thing I can do for myself today is breathe. Continue to breathe.

I’m not sure what the trigger is – probably the monstrous headache I suffered through all day yesterday, and the copious amounts of Advil required to stave off the smallest part of it, plus all the stress of getting everything ready to go away for a week, which should be joyful and peaceful, but is often too busy and people-filled to be so.

Would that I could live in the woods, and release books for free.

Or hide them away, to be discovered after I’m gone, and released to posthumous brilliance.

To the floor, it be, then.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 2383 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: The Faded Sun: Shon'jir, C.J. Cherryh (perhaps it's just the knowledge of my inferiority)
Comics: Noble Causes 37, Brit v2 9, Invincible 55, Dynamo 5 18
Music: Freaked Out And Small, The Presidents Of The United States Of America (but hopefully, not this last one)