I came back into the office to write this blog and wound up working on the novel for a while until I realized I was supposed to be blogging. That is a dang good sign. I want to write this story. I feel the contours of the thing in my bones and it is going to be very very good. High hopes for a book that ostensibly a Shadowrun novel, but there it is in a nutshell. This is going to be my best work. Then I will write something better.
The most incredible part of it all is that I do have new ground to tread here. I have stories that haven’t been told in the 60+ books before. Now that I’ve stopped looking at the crew in the story in the same vein/fashion as the Smoker’s Club, I can tell their own authentic story that speaks to their quirks and their world through their eyes. I don’t think I accomplished that with the first one, because I was trying to get it all out and making sure it ‘felt’ like a Shadowrun book. I’m past that. This one is going to feel like a Talislegger book, which is the only way it ought to be.
Some Thoughts:
- Actually have a lot to talk about sports-wise come Wednesday. So.. the wire is BACK… for a hot second.
- Here’s the difficult thing about raising kids: You gotta expect the disrespect if you don’t want to be caught flat-footed by it. Just today I fixed hulu for them, after days of them not being able to access it to watch their games. I at least expected a thank you. Nope. Not any acknowledgement at all. They just turned on the game and acted with the level of privilege and don’t give a damn how much work it was for you that only kids can produce for their step dad. Sigh. I don’t do it for the love anymore, because I’m not ever gonna get that. I do it because it is the right thing to do, and hopefully that teaches them something for their own future.