Posts Tagged ‘acorn’

(writing) Space opera is surprisingly intricate

 

Art by Deviant Artist sdavis75

 

I’m working on Seeds again today, and I found this lovely piece of art to inspire me. While it’s not precisely what The Frontier looks like, but it’s very close, and I can see this beauty sailing the Cosmic Web. Today was a lot of figuring out the gods and magic and the history of the empire – turns out that they’re refugees from Earth (I know, shocking, right?) but that their gods are the Greek Gods. Who decided after that whole Trojan War debacle that humans really shouldn’t have the gods interfering in anything. But they’ve left Essences behind, and the humans can use that to do all sorts of fascinating things.

 

I’ll have more later, but right now, I’m off to look at some things in the studio. I’m doing my morning pages again, and making all sorts of plans for Ravencon. Will I see you in Richmond in April?

(writing) Depression, demons, and morning pages

I’ve started my morning pages again, because I’m feeling the need to write in the morning, but my brain isn’t really speaking to me except in nasty tones, so I figure if it has the chance to spew itself out in my journal before I have to see people, I can actually function. This is the aim. We’ll see how it works in practice. We’re coming up on the second anniversary of my mother’s death, and I loathe the time change (seriously, who thought this was a good idea????), and it’s still winter and I hate snow and cold and grey. So yes, my depression is solidly entrenched and I don’t want to get out of bed in the morning, because then I have to adult, and adulting sucks.

 

Also, I usually have a Bear purring in bed with me in the morning, and the cat gravity of a 26-lb cat is immense. We’re talking Jupiter-scale. But sadly, my bills won’t be paid if I don’t get up.

 

So I was working on my morning pages this morning, and found a new character that I am also documenting here, because I want to write something about her. She’s a middle-aged woman (yep, me, totally me), and she lives with a bunch of cats who happen to be demons. Like, real demons, and they’re supposed to be tormenting her, but since demons have to conform to your perception of what they look like, she perceives them as cats, and they kind of like it. So she’s a crazy cat lady who isn’t actually crazy, and her demons have to go out and do demon things occasionally and then they come back, and she bandages their wounds and feeds them and snuggles them, and demons like to purr. I don’t know much more, but she totally knows they’re demons, and they know she knows, and they’re all pretty okay with it.

 

Now that I’ve gotten that down in several places so I don’t lose it, I’m going to look at resubmitting Requiem and then keep working on the prewriting for Seeds.