I got to this precipice with Sprites where the book works many ways as it stands right now, but I have to make a call and pick a genre. Over the last few weeks I was excited to take it in a crazy direction, with an evil company and monks and time travel, but I need to calm that down. It needs to be a love story, a messy, warning of a thing, one you wouldn't necessarily wish on other people but wouldn't mind living, feeling the scars along your knuckles. Sprites, Jets, and Elves is a love story about failures. I need to explore that, and not make it something that won't stand up by itself. I can add in all the crazy stuff in and around the core of the thing once I've got it sound. It can connect to No Chinook and Record Year without having to cheat.
Published on February 08, 2015 12:33