Write -- my righting...
16 years ago
I haven't posted any of my writing for ages and there's a good reason for that. The fantasy story has to undergo a complete overhaul. As much as I wanted the first version (circa 1999) to be about the Wolfox with the purple hair, it's more and more becoming clear that even introducing him into this story is proving to make it too convoluted and verbose. So, I'm tinkering with it to make it more Dante-centric and that will be that.
Now, detective story 1 is not complete. There's a big gap in the middle between losing track of the bad guy and recovering the victim, and I've yet to figure how to get from point A to point B. Also, still trying to pad out the rest of the story, because everything seems like it's moving too fast and coming too easily. There has to be more of a struggle than I've put in there.
Detective story #2 is actually -- strangely -- about as far along as detective story #1. Why? Search me. This one, though, has taken a turn away mystery into the realm of Bildungsroman (look it up, if you don't know). This occurred organically and it actually doesn't feel that bad, however weird it may have seemed at the time.
Now, until I can get one of these posted -- even if only in part -- I'll be posting a little short story about the detective in his younger days, specifically, Christmas at age 10. We'll see a bit more of the family and their dynamics, which shaped Sergei (here known as Deacon) into the man he is at the start of DS1.
Bear with me, please.
Now, detective story 1 is not complete. There's a big gap in the middle between losing track of the bad guy and recovering the victim, and I've yet to figure how to get from point A to point B. Also, still trying to pad out the rest of the story, because everything seems like it's moving too fast and coming too easily. There has to be more of a struggle than I've put in there.
Detective story #2 is actually -- strangely -- about as far along as detective story #1. Why? Search me. This one, though, has taken a turn away mystery into the realm of Bildungsroman (look it up, if you don't know). This occurred organically and it actually doesn't feel that bad, however weird it may have seemed at the time.
Now, until I can get one of these posted -- even if only in part -- I'll be posting a little short story about the detective in his younger days, specifically, Christmas at age 10. We'll see a bit more of the family and their dynamics, which shaped Sergei (here known as Deacon) into the man he is at the start of DS1.
Bear with me, please.
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