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Done!
After WAY too long of messing with it and changing it around and starting over from scratch on it, I've finally finished my story for the Exquisite Corpuscle anthology, entitled "A Game of Contact."
Huge thanks to Scott Reilly and Jay Lake for excellent feedback as first readers, and Scott's patented Big-Ass Suggestion really paid off for me and made me like the story much, much better.
So I sent that off to Frank Wu, the editor (and who was ROBBED of the Hugo Award he so richly deserves this weekend!), and Maia Sanders, the artist who'll create an illustration from the story and pass the illo on to the next person in line.
So the story's done, and now it's on to the novel again. And Jay Lake just tossed me a basket of flaming hamsters this week, so I've got to juggle those as well (translation: Jay and I are working on a short story collaboration). Wahoo! Plus I've got novel comments to make for two writing friends as well. Busy, busy. Just the way I like it.
Finally, I have to admit that I was underwhelmed by the Tori Amos concert last night. Part of the problem was their sound people put WAY too much reverb into her voice, messing with it and making it hard to understand half of her lyrics. And her bassist sometimes overwhelmed her piano. But mostly I was a bit bored because I wasn't familiar with all of her albums since her 2nd one and before "Scarlet's Walk," so all the songs sounded really same-y.
And damn if she doesn't take herself WAY too seriously. Part of the problem THERE is that she had Ben Folds opening for her, and it was just Ben and his piano, banging away on an unadorned stage, singing and telling stories about his high school study hall and totally rocking the house. So by the time Tori sweeps out in her Stevie-Nicks get-up, with her sound system and bassist and drummer and multiple keyboards, it was a bit much.
Though she did do a bang-up version of "Precious Things" and "Cornflake Girl." She definitely gave her fans their money's worth on a hot Carolina night. I guess I'm just not as big a fan as I'd thought... Later.
Huge thanks to Scott Reilly and Jay Lake for excellent feedback as first readers, and Scott's patented Big-Ass Suggestion really paid off for me and made me like the story much, much better.
So I sent that off to Frank Wu, the editor (and who was ROBBED of the Hugo Award he so richly deserves this weekend!), and Maia Sanders, the artist who'll create an illustration from the story and pass the illo on to the next person in line.
So the story's done, and now it's on to the novel again. And Jay Lake just tossed me a basket of flaming hamsters this week, so I've got to juggle those as well (translation: Jay and I are working on a short story collaboration). Wahoo! Plus I've got novel comments to make for two writing friends as well. Busy, busy. Just the way I like it.
Finally, I have to admit that I was underwhelmed by the Tori Amos concert last night. Part of the problem was their sound people put WAY too much reverb into her voice, messing with it and making it hard to understand half of her lyrics. And her bassist sometimes overwhelmed her piano. But mostly I was a bit bored because I wasn't familiar with all of her albums since her 2nd one and before "Scarlet's Walk," so all the songs sounded really same-y.
And damn if she doesn't take herself WAY too seriously. Part of the problem THERE is that she had Ben Folds opening for her, and it was just Ben and his piano, banging away on an unadorned stage, singing and telling stories about his high school study hall and totally rocking the house. So by the time Tori sweeps out in her Stevie-Nicks get-up, with her sound system and bassist and drummer and multiple keyboards, it was a bit much.
Though she did do a bang-up version of "Precious Things" and "Cornflake Girl." She definitely gave her fans their money's worth on a hot Carolina night. I guess I'm just not as big a fan as I'd thought... Later.
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