Without Love, I guess I would be here now, now, now.
Welcome again wrench-twisters to another Diesel-topia of a blog post. Everywhere I go, all I hear from the writing magazines is 'journal.' Mostly I try not to sprain an optic nerve whilst rolling my eye in a disdainful manner.
So, you greasy gears get to suffer/endure my ranting and raving as a I am pleased and/or proud to inform you all that I am sort of competing in NaNoWriMo 2014. Sort of, in that I already have 3 50,000 word drafts that need my attention in the upcoming years. 2013 was my Drow Sheriff story that needs totally rewritten. 2012 was my series of Dieselpunk short stories set in Tecumseh. My October 31 desire was to begin editing these…immediately! Sigh. 2011 was my Sky Pirates, which I think was one of my best world building ideas but maybe not the best story. I hope someday I am not begging and pleading with you to read it. 2010 was my first attempt at NaNo and was my Jack Brass steampunk story. Sad. Just don’t mention it again.
And so here we are. Questions?
