I’ve been hammering away at various and sundry writing projects, with plenty of irons in the fire for a change. While chatting with Deb on the phone earlier, she heard what I had going and asked about fiction.
The answer caught me by surprise.
While I have some fiction irons in the theoretical fire, I have nothing right now. Unless you count Matt Daemon’s adventures in The Weekly World News but those are really short, shorts and highly formulaic. (Side note: the first two Daemons are now in print. Anyone check them out yet?)
I do miss the fiction. Much of the fiction I’ve written the last few years has been short stuff such as the Star Trek short stories. When I start my next big fiction project, it’ll be like stretching some really unused muscles. The requirements of a novel are very different than a short story and you train yourself to work with an economy of words and space. In theory, the next long piece will be a media tie-in collaboration so at least I’ll have someone to help ease me back into the process.
Yeah, I know, I should be devoting some time to the original urban fantasy outline so it can go to market. Once I finish writing about careers in Artificial Intelligence. Honest.