Finally, I’m getting down to the blog and writing. It’s been a busy morning, and it looks like it’ll be an equally busy day . . . well, busy is a relative term. Busy is what I make it of my time, and I should do something besides Facebook games and wasting time looking for strange things to research.
It was sort of like that last night when I was doing my time in Chapter Sixteen of Suggestive Amusements. I’m trying to find things to say about Valley of Fire State Park, and that led me to thinking about points west of Las Vegas that one might want to visit, or live in, if they were to blow that pop stand known as Sin City. That meant getting into Google Maps, and searching and looking, and my time became one of spend five minutes looking and imagining and one minute writing a paragraph or two.
The writing went quickly, however, when I was writing. Though I had a Scrivener crash in the middle of the story and had to pick up where I’d left off–and thank you, Scrivener, for saving as you go along so I didn’t lose anything–it was still smooth sailing as far as getting out what I needed to get out.
Today I hope to finish the chapter. I’m guessing another thousand, maybe fifteen hundred words, will do the deed, then I can focus on the penultimate chapter, which is going to bring in someone who’ll help set up the final chapter. Maybe three or four thousand words there, then another three thousand or so for the last chapter–yeah, if I still on this schedule, I’ll find myself writing “The End” about this time next week.
Then on to my next masterpiece.
The things left to do now is get a synopsis together for the person I’ve asked to do a cover for Her Demonic Majesty, then do one last edit on that, and then . . . hell, what then? Probably write that new chapter for Replacements and give that story another edit while I wait for the cover. If I like the cover, then I could ask the same person if they would like to do another . . .
Then I have my story I want to do for Camp NaNo in June. What was something I though of doing as a joke has really grabbed me, right to where I’m doing character sketches in my head during my spare moments of clarity. I know the players, I know who they are and what they do, I know the setting . . . I know the transformations and the sex. Oh, yeah, baby: I can even see the bad cover I want to use. Come to the woods to write, and just watch what happens . . .
Today, though, one of the things I’m looking at on the Internet is Mars. Why? I woke up this morning with a vision of someone in a pressure suit standing on an open plain, staring at something that looked like low mountains in the distance. There was a sandy red hue everywhere, and since I know my Solar System, I could only imagine the scene was somewhere on Mars.
Why was I having this? No idea. These things do happen. But since I had that image in my head, I had to look for my maps of Mars, and once I found them I ran across something interesting: Isidis Planitia, an impact basin in northern Mars. To the west is Syrtis Major Planum, which is a huge shield volcano. I’m not saying this is what I saw in my dream image, but it seems so close.
Is this a vision, a scene, an idea? Is this something I’m suppose to develop? Or am I off on a strange tangent once more?
As soon as I know, I’ll let someone know.