So the big news is that Long Hidden is out now, like today! And you can buy it, and if you’re at Wiscon in two weeks’ time you can hear some of us read from our stories. There is a release party tomorrow in Brooklyn I believe, and there will be stuff at Readercon as well. I am still so very thrilled to be part of this project, and I am still (still!) awestruck at the rest of the TOC for this book.
This was me earlier this week:
The sprawl being Los Angeles, the purpose being the day job, and that should give you some idea of how much writing I’ve been getting done lately. Of course, in the thick of all this, I had an idea for a novel—that is, I was tidying up my hard drive and found pieces of a book from about eight years ago that I had completely forgotten about, and at once I could see a way to finish it . . . which, not incidentally, would entail rewriting the entire 100k thing from scratch. Trying now to write out a detailed outline while the solution is fresh in my head without actually working on the book, because I know this, I know all about this, it’s the worst of my bad writer habits and even now it’s whispering in my ear: why work on that difficult bit of Talassio when you can start this whole other shiny unsullied book?
And then six months will go by and I’ll have two mostly-done but not actually finished novels, and I’ll have lost all the threads of Talassio in the process.
(This habit, incidentally, is how I have twenty-odd separate word docs all containing tiny pieces of that eight-year-old novel, and dead-end scenes of the trilogy dumped in various “novel bits” folders, and who knows how many other drafts of things that are about two–five pages long and never actually go anywhere . . .)