Monthly Archives: June 2012

The fog thickens around me like a cloak made of soot and ancient rust. The coverage is deceptive, making it seem as though the lower bowels of the city are cleaner than its wont. But like a diseased whore, all it takes is a stiff breeze from the fetid bay to remove the illusion, the skirts lifted to reveal the rotting core beneath. I’m pretty sure I’ve blogged about this before, but in either case, there’s something rather interesting about those first ten thousand words in a novel. It’s just enough to see the beginnings of what the story is going to be about…but not so far along that things are locked into place.   Case in point, yes I’ve only got 10k written on this new book – but I’ve also backed off and restarted it several times, undoing several k worth of words each time.  Not sure why, but… Read more