Erik Amundsen's Blog, page 61

Tuesday is when I do all my Cool Shit

Diver Malus and Jael from The Child in His Sword

No, I have not given up on that story.

Then you get to eat shit, space cowboy. #submissionsdontmatter

Pony is back in the ring.

Send Claire to New York!

csecooney  wrote a play.  A play that's being performed!  But Claire has what many of you who read will understand as a bit of a geographical handicap in being a resident of the Second City rather than THE CITY, and needs to get out there and back. 

So, we are raising some funds.

I need $350.00 for a plane ticket.

Here's what I can offer you.

After the first $100, I will put up my play "Selkie" for all of you to read or rip apart, as it pleases you.

At $200, I will write a reflection on how reading Ibsen's Lady from the Sea provoked me into writing Selkie in the first place. This means I will probably have reread Ibsen's Lady from the Sea. All right. Go on. Twist my arm.

At $300, I will write a song called "Selkie." I do not know what it will be about, except the obvious. I will find some musician of my acquaintance to set it to music. Probably my brother Remi. WHY NOT?

For the last $50, I have asked my brother Declan, who raps, to create a Selkie rap. He said his spirit is willing but that "these things take some time." I told him he had a month. Tee-hee. Artists LIKE to work under pressure. SURELY!

You must be the fastest runner of all of us, then.

Read my story at Jabberwocky!  REEEEEEEAAAD IIIIIIIT!

Also read the rest!  Fox lovers, daemon lovers and the ends of summer (is that selfavowedgeek  I see there with me?)

Submissions Don't Matter

But when they get accepted, well, that's a whole different story.

"Rise and Run" will be up on Jabberwocky TOMORROW.

Those Russians

Seriously

cucumberseed @ 2011-07-28T20:06:00

Gods, I am broken.  But I have made dinner, done my work, submitted 10 things to 8 places, and though I deserve to flop and gratefully die, I am going back for more, because that is how I roll and delusions of grandeur are the only things keeping me vertical.

Now to it.

Run Blogging

Well, it was better than Tuesday.

In unrelated news, the Thomson Firewall is finally getting wise to LJ and seems to want my sharepoint credentials for me to view my friends list.  I'm not sure what's up with that.

Bicycle

3 miles on the bike, due to lack of any more time.  I am so far behind in everything.

You only have to look behind you at who's underlined you.

It's weirdly difficult to compose while standing.  To think about what I am going to write and write it.  Thinking and standing is good, writing and standing is okay, but all three is new neural pathways, apparently.  And what I am writing has a higher spec proportion than what I usually write.  To wit:That there is a place where you can die and be guaranteed of not having an afterlife.That there is an afterlife elsewhere, where dead people hang out.That it is possible to stick around after you're dead by cramming yourself inside a tree.Super HypnosisManchurian Candidate super hypnosis.  Talia Winters getting out of Bab 5 super hypnosis.NinjaWhich is to say commandos who add some elements of disguise and above mentioned super-hypnosis in their repertoire.Also, ninja butterflies (TV TROPES LINK)Really grisly, bloody magic.Gods who can survive in the no-afterlife zone getting drunk on blood in fact.Tree monsters.It's a short story.  Anyone want to beta?  Particularly people for whom the words "Pine Province" mean nothing?

Anyway, there is that and also, as a list mostly for my own use, the stuff I'm going to do:Child Sword.  I wrote 30000 words.  I am going to keep as many as I can, even though the cast is cut to 5, the protagonist's background is totally different, the antagonist's motivation is also totally different, the structure, theme and concept behind it have shifted....  eeeyegh.  And then I'm going to keep going.If I can get one finished, there is at least one more to follow.  Maybe, it's even a trilogy.Sun, Seeds a Sickle and a Scythe.  I figured it out.  How to make the ending not fucked up.  Yet still very fucked up.  Just not fucked up in the unfortunate implications sort of way.  Though, again, how this works is kind of... ....  Well, when killing off the female lead this time makes the story less unfortunate in implication... yeah.Hare Water -  I am not done with you.  Not yet.MFP - Yaaarrrr!  So, Gem.  So, Swift.  So, Qualm... When are you scurvy dogs going to start barking again?Then there is the actual revision and submission of things I have already done.  I am going to do some heavy lifting on that this weekend, I hope.  So.  That's my week.  Con hangover hung on longer than usual, but I think I am back on planet grind. 

Also!  Patti Smith!  Why has no one told me I must actually listen to her before?  Where do I begin?  That's not rhetorical...  If any of her fans live in my Flist, where do I begin?