Over at Battblush, Luscious Lyn has posted on her progress with her new project, a YA novel.

I’ve also started work on my new project, my second novel, The Corpse-Rat King.

We’ve decided to work at a slow, steady pace, setting a low word count of 250 per day, rather than bash away at it and get demoralised if we miss a day or two along the way. It’s much easier to recover 250 words than it is to recover 1000, and it feels like more of a victory if we surpass the lower total. Besides which, with the The Memory of Breathing script still on my plate, and my usual short story work, it’s about all I can squeeze in πŸ™‚

So, as a way of keeping track in public, my first word meter of the project: 660 words added last night to the 3688 I’d already achieved.

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4,348 / 90,000


The synopsis and 3 chapter package of Napoleone’s Land to the new Agent-Of-Choice. Now to wait. And wait. And wait. And……


I’ve been thinking about the possibility of organising a writer’s retreat some time in the new year: a long weekend away, with nothing to do but write, meet for meals, take long walks in the surrounding area to recharge, etc etc and so forth. I’d also like to bring in a couple of experts to deliver talks, maybe something along the lines of the psychology of success, and something in regards to marketing.

Three days away from the world, being writers in close contact with each other. What do people think?


There’s been some stupidity going on in LJ-world regards where people should and shouldn’t be allowed to bring their children. I’m not going to link to it. You’ve got better things to do with your day, believe me.

But it has reinforced in me the belief that I have children in whom it is easy to be proud. In particular, Aiden and Blake have recently entered the SF Con circuit, with Aiden being on a panel at the KSP SF Day, and both boys attending Fandomedia and the Fantasic Planet Horror Day readings. And those who have met them, interacted with them, and participated in activities with them have had nothing but respect and admiration for the way in which the boys, aged 12 and 13, have handled themselves.

It’s simplistic to hold to the “if you don’t have children you don’t understand” argument. But as any parent will tell you, there is no pride quite like that when your children acquit themselves well. Anybody who holds the wood-headed view that my children should be turned away from interacting with my world and the people within it, well, the problem and the loss is yours.

Blake & Aiden at the Horror Day Readings: Boys to be proud of.

8 thoughts on “

  1. Go team Novels Battersby! πŸ™‚ 250 words is much more sensible than my plan, I only had a high word count because I had a solid deadline (ie, October 27th, because that was when Izz was finishing work, and thus when I wouldn’t be able to concentrate on it anymore… who wears the pants in this house???). πŸ™‚As for the writers’ wretreat, it sounds good, if the boss will let me go away for three days. We’ll see. πŸ™‚


  2. In a truly fun guy-and-girl-with-nobody-else-around house, NOBODY wears the pants πŸ™‚I’m still kicking the idea of a retreat around, but there’s a chance it could be financially viable without me having to put any of my barely-earned on the line, which would be frabjous indeed.


  3. There are some places where parents just shouldn’t take their children. Jail. Strip clubs. Uwe Boll movies. And the houses of grumpy people.There are always whingers who blame their environmental stress on the nearest children. Take comfort in the knowledge that when they are counting the days to the sweet relief of death, the person employed to wipe their arse won’t know their first name, or use the soft paper.


  4. Seanie, I am laughing my ass off so hard at your comment I’m finding it hard to type πŸ™‚Stephanie, I’m glad you like the retreat idea. I might get my people (well, you know, me) to talk to some people who know and have done it before, and see what I can put together. Got some ideas, me…


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