Novels go kerthud.

[mrissa]

Out of my hair and into two very tolerant inboxes. Now I can write short stories for awhile. Or maybe a different damn novel. Or both. Parallax on the suckage, that's what we're going for here. "Yes, I see that it sucks, but can you help me pinpoint on which axis it might suck?" Sigh. I'm not even going to bother starting to print the in-house copy until tomorrow.

And now my day off tomorrow will actually feel like a day off. Maybe. I hope.

I'm going to crash and read some more of Colin Cotterill's Thirty-Three Teeth, which I like a lot so far.

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[timprov.livejournal.com]

Or, heaven forbid, take a break. And not make yourself sickier.

[lexiphanic.livejournal.com]

Ok, maybe I should already know this, but what sorts of things do you write?

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

No "should" about it!

What I've actually published is short stories. (To channel "Blues Brothers," I write both kinds, science fiction and fantasy.) Also a bunch of nonfiction. I don't think of myself as a short story or nonfiction writer, though. For novels, I have written:
--two YA contemporary fantasies in the same series (Fortress of Thorns and The Grey Road; I plan two more in that series)
--one YA alternate world-ish fantasy (Dwarf's Blood Mead)
--one children's near-future SF (The World Builders)
--one adult near-future SF (Reprogramming)
--two adult fantasies in the same series, set in Finland in the 1950s (Thermionic Night -- which I've been working on revising -- and Sampo -- which I haven't started revising yet)

In the next several weeks, I expect that I'll make four or five mutually contradictory decisions about what to write next. Eventually something will go click in my head, or else my first readers will get back to me and I'll do some more revision on Thermionic Night.

[pameladean]

Yay for getting them out of your hair. They're like chewing gum, I swear, only sometimes the peanut butter doesn't work properly and one is driven to far stranger extremes, like writing.

P.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Writing: stranger than peanut butter.

There have been worse mottoes.