December 23, 2006

Anthology Sale Redux

Just after Christmas last year, I posted about an anthology sale I'd made just before Christmas. I called it my Christmas Present 2005. Well, it happened again. The funny thing is, it's the same anthology.

The anthology, of course, is the one I've been blogging about all year called Room 636. There were a lot of promises along the way which didn't seem to pan out. But I just found out from the editors that the anthology has now sold to a publisher and will appear in 2007 with "national interest". At the moment, that's all I know. More details are promised once the holiday season is over.

I'll keep you posted, but I'm definitely feeling more positive about this situation than I have in the past. Maybe it's just the Christmas spirit fogging my common sense, but I'm going with it.

Happy holidays!

November 3, 2006

The Anthology That Wouldn't Die

Looks like Room 636 is still alive. For now, anyways. Received word that the editors again have interest from publishing houses (no idea which ones, of course) and the contributors should be hearing something by the end of November. Yes, this sounds very much like the story we were told back in May, but whaddya gonna do? I'm just crossing my fingers this time and turning my attention to writing other stories.

I've got 12 submissions I'm waiting to hear back on, now. I've also got two short stories I want to write between now and the end of the year for specific markets. Beyond that, I'm trying to decide which of several novel ideas should get my attention. Right now it's neck and neck between a space opera and a thriller. I think the thriller's winning, but that could change in a heartbeat.

August 21, 2006

Going, Going, Gone?

I think we can count the 636 anthology as dead. I haven't withdrawn my story (yet), but the last communication I had, as indicated in a previous post, was that the contributors would hear something by "June at the latest". Well, seeing as it's almost September and I haven't heard anything, I don't hold out much hope for this one. I sent an email a few days ago, but haven't heard anything. The editor isn't exactly stellar for her communication or email responses, so I wouldn't be surprised if I never heard from her again.

Boy, ain't being a writer glamorous!? :(

In other news, I'm about to start a new novel. I've been plotting and writing backstory for almost a month and I think I'm ready to start the actual writing. My goal is to finish the first draft by Halloween. Part of my "planning" for books is to write a blurb, similar to what you'd see on the back of the book in the store. It helps me focus and keep the suspense at the right level. It's also interesting to see how much the finished product differs from the original vision. I'll try and post the blurb in the next day or two.

On a personal note, I started watching what I eat back in January, and to date I've lost 62 pounds. Yes, I'm amazed, too.

I also intend to post a lot more regularly in the coming weeks. Wish me luck.

May 4, 2006

Update On The Anthology Update

After a very long time with no communication, word filtered out from the Room 636 camp a couple days ago.

There's good news and there's bad news (that's how they put it).

Bad: The original publisher has decided not to publish the anthology.

Good: Apparently two other publishers ("one major" they say) are still looking at it. Contributors have been promised a definitive answer on the life or death of this project by June "at the latest".

Color me somber.

March 4, 2006

Gardener or Sculptor?

There are as many types of writers as there are...well, writers. But if we take a high-level view, two of the types that fascinate me the most are the Gardeners and the Sculptors. Each end up with a similar final product, but both take very different routes to get there.

The Gardener very carefully plants the seed of his novel in his imagination and allows it to grow naturally, at its own pace, before he ever puts pen to paper. Even then, the story is just a seedling, coming out as only a small part of what the final story will be. Then, he cultivates his newborn form of life, feeding it with subplots and research, pruning dead branches as it grows, until finally he ends up with what he feels is a fully grown and strong plant.

The Sculptor, on the other hand, very quickly builds a massive block of prose, looking more like a hunk of misshapen stone than a story. They are not picky about what they put down, simply cranking out word after raw word until they reach some sort of end. They know most of what this first approach produces will never make it into the final product, but is simply raw material. Then, they take hammer and chisel in hand and smash away everything that doesn't look like a story. Eventually, when the clouds clear, they have honed themselves a novel out of that raw mass of verbiage.

Which are you?