Post-ThanksgivingPosted by Anthony Pryor
Hola, amigos. I know it’s been a long time since I rapped at ya, but I been busy. A dude’s gotta keep busy.
Mostly I’ve spent the past few months working on a heavy revision to the urban fantasy novel I’ve been trying to sell. I mentioned it before, but here’s the recap — last spring I got a nibble from a very desirable agent, but she rejected the final novel with various useful (and I realize now, very true) comments. I asked if she’d reconsider after a rewrite and she said of course, so here I am. I completed the rewrite a couple of weeks ago, and it’s currently in her hands.
Obviously I don’t think I’m too bad of a writer, but I do have some quirks and problems that sometimes plague me, such as long sections of dialog in which nothing happens (that’s pretty much the kiss of death for action novels), characters who don’t go anywhere and the occasional lack of motivation. I tried to address the issues in my rewrite and I’d like to think I succeeded. I’ll have a better idea in a few weeks when she gets back to me, aye or nay, but either way she helped make it a better novel. I never really liked the heroine very much anyway.
At home I’m finished dealing with the aftermath of last August’s flood, and am finally the proud owner of a spanking new sewer hook-up. I know it’s a bit hard to believe in this modern age, but I’ve been on a septic tank all these years, constantly fearful that it might malfunction and leave me with a huge bill to replace it. So instead I paid a huge bill to get connected to the sewer main and Bob’s your uncle. Boring new I know, but it’s my life.
Thanksgiving week has gone very well, with me getting story finished, miniatures painted and various nagging bits of business taken care of, and culminating in a fine Thanksgiving dinner with my girlfriend and our mutual friends/families, including my mom, my daughter and her bass-player boyfriend, whom we all decided (being old codgers) was the cat’s pajamas. Non-extreme turkey and cheesecake consumption (by me anyway) resulted in no major blood sugar crises and a very sound sleep, and I dragged myself out of bed today with the firm intention of doing a blog entry and starting work on another Pit of Swords and Sorcery entry. Oh, yeah I also watched The Expendables, and marveled at how in Hollywood, heroes can spray entire rooms with masses of automatic weapon fire, killing only terrorists and leaving hostages unharmed. If only…
Okay, it’s short but hell Idon’t think a hell of a lot has been happening lately other than rewriting The Shepherd, so I’ll see if I can come up with more innovative and amusing material next time. Hang in there folks, and I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving.