Posts Tagged ‘Derelict’

Incommunicado

Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

It’s entirely possible that you noticed complete radio silence from me for the last couple of months. There are pretty good reasons for that. My daughter got sick, Kat got sick, I got sick, Kat got sick again, I got a job with a shift exactly opposite to Kat’s shift and had to readjust my sleep schedule to night shift, and . . . I don’t know, it’s all kind of fuzzy now. I blame sleep deprivation.

Anyway, a quick writing update: Due to the aforementioned, I’m not where I hoped to be in Derelict. That’s okay though, because around the turn of the year I had some really good ideas for it. Ideas of the sort that work really well with the world and framework I have in the story, but pretty much require it to be a very different book. So, I’m doing what I should have done a long time ago: putting Derelict on the back burner, and working on something else as my primary writing project. Conventional wisdom is that if you have a book you’ve been working on half your life, you should stick it in a drawer and move on to the next one, and then maybe come back once you have a few finished books under your belt. I’ve resisted this, and to be fair it’s not universally true – see Patrick Rothfuss – but it really is good advice. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit fed up with Derelict at the moment, anyway.

So, for the time being, Derelict is on the back burner, and I’m making Zosias my primary writing project.

Right, that about covers it for now. Current music: A Thousand Miles, by Vanessa Carlton. Er, no, now it’s Haru Natsu Aki Fuyu Daisukki, by Mini Mori. For future reference, these songs do not pair well. Also, wtf is the latter doing in my playlist or, you know, on my computer? Sometimes listening to old music collections is dangerous.

Bloody November

Saturday, November 19th, 2011

So shortly before the start of this month, I published a rather daunting list of things I have going on this month. Seeing as how we’re around 2/3 of the way through the month, this seems like a pretty good time to follow up with a post on how it’s all going. Give me a moment while I open up the old post . . .
Right. My goals, in the original order:

Write About 1667 Words/Day on This Novel Will Fail (NaNoWriMo)

This is the main reason I haven’t updated about November before. I think I’ve mentioned in the past that I don’t really enjoy talking about stuff when it’s not going well, but seeing as how this is a tendency I’m trying to get over, here goes.

The truth is, this is actually going very well.

That statement needs a qualifier or two, though. See, I’m way behind on NaNoWriMo right now. Way, way behind. As of the end of yesterday, I had 16.5k words written. As of the end of yesterday, to be on schedule, I *should* have had 30k. So there’s a difference of about 13.5k in there somewhere. How many words I need to write per day depends on how you interpret the deadline – yWriter5 tells me I need to write 3043 words/day, while NaNoWriMo.org claims I need 2805. I like the NaNoWriMo version, as it seems to interpret the last day of the deadline as a day on which I can write; I suppose yWriter is basing its number on the assumption that there might be an editor expecting to receive a manuscript on the last day of the deadline, which is fair.

But tangents aside, I’m about 8 days behind on NaNoWriMo, with twelve days to catch up. Can I do it? Sure. Will I do it? God knows. I sure as hell don’t. Will I be upset if I “fail?” Hell no. Part of the reason I planned such a stressful November for myself was to push my limits, to see what I can pull off. Another reason was to try and break me out of my bloody long block on writing in general, and Derelict in particular. Both of these have been rousing successes. Earlier this month I blogged that I had broken my previous all-time-high word count by about 1-1.5k when I clocked in at around 3500 words at the end of the day. I didn’t blog about it last Friday, but I hit a little over 5k words that day, which breaks my old new high by a similar margin. This is a big deal for me. Several other local NaNo-ers I’ve talked to say that they usually have at least one day during NaNoWriMo where they hit 10k. This feels like a thing that could happen to me. Bearing in mind that this time last month I considered 2k/day something I could probably eventually reach, but didn’t expect to get much past that, this is a huge deal.

So: NaNoWriMo. I’m way behind, but win or lose it’s been a huge success this year. Moving on.

Write 1 Chunk of Game Design (or something) Each Day

On target. I’d be somewhere into next month if I let myself mark off future tasks as done here, but that would defeat the point. Pip and I have been making huge strides on Zosias, mostly regarding spellcasters and spells. For the first time in about five years, Zosian spellcasters have one master list they can refer to when selecting their spells, instead of around six. (There are good reasons it’s been a mess for so long, but that’s beside the point. Also, in my home games there’s still the 3.5 Spell Compendium, Complete Book of Eldritch Might, Arcana Unearthed, and Arcana Evolved: Spell Treasury to dig through, but that is truly beside the point.)

Read a Book Every 2 Days

A little behind – either 3 or 6 books behind, depending on how you count it. I added some “finish a book” tasks on various odd-numbered days to bring my total count for the year up to 100 if I get it all done. I am not in the least bit concerned here – my behindedness here is basically a fundamental property of Skyrim coming out and Minecraft hitting 1.0*. Since I plan to read through the Chrno Crusade manga again soon, which is seven books long and likely to take me an afternoon or so, I actually count this as on target.

Obtain a House

Failed. It turns out that the fellow who pre-approved us for a home loan was incompetent or something. Luckily my realtor wasn’t, and with the help of her and a banker friend of hers, we found out that he actually couldn’t finance us before we were out a thousand dollars or so on inspections and appraisals, which was preferable to the alternative. This was actually a bit of a relief, because the process of getting a house is pretty stressful. We’re going to wait a year or so, until we’re in a better position, and try again. We should be in a better position by then, because there is reason for tentative optimism in:

Look for a Job

As noted above, tentative optimism. The job market is definitely a hell of a lot better than it was when we moved up here . . . two? three? two years ago. “A hell of a lot better” is not necessarily “good,” but still.

Continue Being Summer’s Dad

Rollicking success. Summer still exists, I’m still her dad, and we generally get along quite well when I’m not denying her God-given right to as much candy as she believes herself capable of eating.

In Summary

Generally speaking, November is going crazy good, especially considering the daunting list I had going into it. Of my stated goals, I have one fail, one behind schedule but fundamentally successful, and four on target. There’s also my ninja goal of “keep working on Derelict draft 3,” which is mildly suicidal but theoretically on track. I had a 10k day on it this week, which sounds more exciting than it is because the day’s work basically involved slotting 10k worth of useful scenes from draft 2 into places where they would fit in draft 3, and occasionally editing them slightly or making notes for future edits. So mostly copypasta. It’s clear now that draft 3 is going to be another rough draft, with a fourth cleanup draft to follow; assuming that I get draft 3 done by December 20, I tentatively plan to finish draft 4 by February 20.

Well, I’m signing off for the morning. November isn’t going to finish itself. Er, you know what I mean.


*I had my first Hardcore-mode death. I was crossing a frozen tundra at night on the way back to my base while watching Desert Bus, and I stepped in a 1×1 hole with a lava lake at the bottom. It was actually a pretty awesome way to die. I liked that world, but I like this story more.

In the Department of No Surprises Here

Tuesday, November 8th, 2011

I’m shifting my personal deadline for draft 3 of Derelict up to December 20, from the original deadline of November 20. When I made the Nov. 20 deadline a while back, I had forgotten about NaNoWriMo. Boo hiss etcetera.

This doesn’t mean I won’t be working on it this month – I have it open now, in fact – it just means I have more time to devote to NaNoWriMo.

The Daily Lynx 11/29/2010

Tuesday, November 30th, 2010

I have some WoW-related links for you today:

Shamus Young gives a casual player’s perspective on the Cataclysm changes.  Personally, I think the decision to remove the portals from Dalaran and Shattrath was idiotic; if they wanted to make the other cities feel more lived in, as they stated, putting portals in every major city would have worked much better.  Then people could choose where to live!  Imagine that.  As it stands, I can’t imagine (say) the Exodar being used by anyone except low-level draenei and the occasional mage or bank toon.

Three Panel Soul also weighs in on Cataclysm.

And now, assorted videos.  I don’t tend to watch a lot of web videos, but I’m getting a bit of my awesome video backlog out of the way here.

Epic Meal Time is epic.  I didn’t like the first video as well as the rest, so I recommend watching one of the others first.

Sometimes Loading Ready Run is just magical.  (Pun not intended.)  Also, their Desert Bus for Hope fundraiser (which is over for the year) is crazy awesome.  When it’s running I usually keep the driver cam open on my other monitor regardless of what I’m doing.

Why Yoshi hates Mario.  (Via Geeks are Sexy.)


The Daily Lynx is dated primarily for my own reference.  As such, the dates are in my personal time zone, in which the next day doesn’t usually arrive until I go to sleep.


Today’s writing progress (Derelict): 448 words, bringing the current working total to 89805.  This was another day consisting mostly of revision, but I’ve got the worst scene in the book about halfway rewritten.

The scene in question actually dates back to the very earliest form of the story and makes me bleed when I think about it; its removal from earlier drafts accounts for the associated word increase as I write it back in.  The new version of the scene is actually a ground-up rewrite: I’ve kept the original idea of the scene while changing nearly all the particulars, which is definitely for the best.  I think this version of the scene is worth keeping in.

Today’s writing progress (secret project): Seriously, what makes you think there’s a secret project?

Current music: A Pandora station seeded on various songs by Bob Dylan; Peter, Paul, and Mary; Plain White T’s; and the Beatles.  I’ve been on a classic rock kick for a while now, particularly the revolution music of the 60s and 70s.

I just noticed a subtle, yet interesting, lyrical difference between the John Denver version of “Leaving on a Jet Plane” and the Peter Paul & Mary version.  In the Peter Paul & Mary version the line, “When I come back, I’ll bring your wedding ring” is replaced by “When I come back, I’ll wear your wedding ring.”  Note that the singer of the latter version is female.

I’m not an outline writer, honest!

Monday, November 29th, 2010

It occurs to me that yesterday’s Daily Lynx post might have given someone the horribly erroneous idea that I’m an outline writer.  I have nothing against outline writers; I’m sure they’re very nice people.  Indeed, I have nothing against being mistaken for one, but I felt like talking about my relationship with outlines.

In my experience, I flat-out can’t write from an outline — certainly not the first draft.  Derelict has an outline, but I cobbled it together after the fact: it’s a tool used mainly for revision.  The first draft was entirely discovery-written.  Then  I looked at the story I had, put together a rough outline of how it was, and used the outline to start working on high-level story changes before letting them propagate down.

That said, I’m planning on putting together an outline ahead of time for my next major project, currently operating under the name Wings to Chase These Dreams (or Wings if I don’t hate my fingers at the moment).  Part of this is due to the unnecessarily complex structure I’m messing with for it, but part of it is just to try writing from an outline.

Current music: A playlist featuring Flyleaf and Panic! at the Disco.

The Daily Lynx 11/28/2010

Monday, November 29th, 2010

[Insert drawing of a lynx with a monocle here]

I don’t want to admit how many RSS feeds I watch on Google Reader, but suffice to say it’s more than two and less than aleph-null.  Given how many interesting things I run across, I have decided to start a semi-regular link aggregation here.  Pay no attention to the purported daily nature of this lynx: he’s got delusions of grandeur.

SMBC has a message for science journalists. Yes.  Please.  That.

Here is a fairly awesome music video, made even more awesome by the apparent fact that it was filmed in one take. (via Shamus Young)

(Warning: Contains some NSFW language.) Blag Hag weighs in on the relationship between feminism and sexiness. These are very important points, given how frequently they seem to be forgotten.  TL;DR: Feminism is (or should be) about letting women choose what they want, not forcing them to avoid traditional roles.

(Warning: Probably not for the snake-phobic.) Something about the Pentagon and snakes, but I’m mostly interested in the video of a flying snake.  I’ve heard of those fellas, but never seen one in action.  Very nifty.

(Warning: Not for those trying to avoid Minecraft addiction.) Mojang has a bug tracker now!  Crazy.  It even tracks solved problems!

In other news, I might be doing some blog maintenance soon.  Getting a non-default WordPress theme, cleaning up my schizophrenic tag usage, that sort of thing.  Please imagine an emphasis on “might.”

Today’s writing progress (Derelict): -1 words.  Today was almost pure revision: some scenes were moved around, an outline was updated, and several scenes in Part 1 were partially rewritten to accommodate some major changes to the plot there.  (Outlines are not reflected in word count.)

Today’s writing progress (secret project):  What secret project?  I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Current music: Rogue by Incubus.  I’ve got Light Grenades on a playlist with Within Temptation, Muse, and Flyleaf albums, set to randomize.

Current novelin’ plans

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

My current goal for Derelict is to finish it by year’s end.  Not just “I have a complete draft,” but “I have a complete draft that has been through several revisions and is now in good enough shape for me to start submissions while working on my next book.”

In some ways, I’m scarily close.  90K words  written, and over the past couple of weeks I’ve basically hashed out the ending — which has been the main hang-up for the last, oh, year or so.  Of course the ending I’m going with means that most of the beginning, after first couple of chapters, gets to be yanked out and sent to the chop shop, where any usable parts will be sold to the highest-bidding chapters.  But I digress.

It is worth noting that, in other ways, I am scarily not close.  Most of the book is going to receive a pretty harsh shuffling; there will be many casualties among the scenes currently written, a lot of stuff needs to be rewritten, and some things I’ll just have to see when I get there.  I think four months will do the trick, though.

Writing Again

Saturday, June 12th, 2010

Let it be known that, at 89,110 words, I am shutting the current draft of Derelict down and doing a ground-up rewrite.  (Oh, and I think I’m over my writer’s block.)

I don’t like to blog about writer’s block when I have it.  It’s almost like writer’s block is some sort of shameful thing which, if I was a REAL writer, I’d be able to overcome.  (To some extent this is the case.  Being a professional means having deadlines, and staying a professional means keeping them.)

I’ve been blocked pretty bad on Derelict for a while now.  I’m not anymore.  Part of this is that I now have a decent laptop on which to write, meaning I can write wherever the flip I want.  Part of this is that I’ve started working on other projects I have in my head.  You’d think working on three completely different books at once would mean that I’m getting less done on the main project, but in this instance that’s not the case.  (Mostly because anything > 0.  Results may vary when I finish being not blocked.)  Another part of me being un-blocked is that I had a nice chat with my sister-in-law on the topic of writing, and that got me thinking about it again.  (I wrote about a thousand words that night for the first time in months.  Yay.)

What finally fully unblocked me, though, is a product of my becoming partially unblocked.  Digging through the document again, I’ve come to the conclusion that Derelict needs a much larger rewrite than I was originally planning.  Simply put, I’m gutting the oldest parts of the plot.  The characters and core idea of the original short story are being carried forward; the plot, which I’ve been trying to make into the plot of the first part of the novel, isn’t.  It just doesn’t fit anymore.

So, today I’m starting a new file for Derelict.  This file currently contains — hang on, lemme count — yeah.  This file currently contains zero words.  I am going to rebuild Derelict in it, and it will grow quickly at first; I would guess that somewhere around 60% of the old document will fit into the new one with a minimum of rewriting (albeit some significant rearranging).  Some scenes will have to be discarded entirely.  (Some scenes I was pretty sure I was going to discard when I wrote them, but that’s the nature of the beast.)  There will be quite a lot to write anew, but I’m looking forward to it.

All things considered, it’s been a pretty awesome day.

Wednesday, November 25th, 2009

For starters:

Reader ZeroInbox Zero-ish

At long last, I have home internet again.  And I had scarcely had it ten minutes when I received a very awesome invitation.

So far, it's one heck of a fun toy.  Check back with me when the rest of the Zosias dev-peeps get invitations.I do love me some Google Wave.

Plus it just so happens to be WoW’s anniversary.  If I’d gotten internet a day later, I would have missed out on a vanity pet, and I really like vanity pets.

And that’s not even all yet.

CRAV stands for Cops, Robbers, and Velociraptors.  There's a story there.Remember the other day, when I found a backup of the roguelike I’m working on now?  Well, as it turns out I found a backup of a roguelike I was working on years ago while digging through my inbox.  The great thing is that the two totally complement each other.  Most of my work on the above was on the front-end, the graphical pretty stuff.  Most of my work on the current one has been on the back end — character creation and the like.

I make no apologies for making 'neko' a race option.And since I was, even then, a great big fan of object-orientation and plentiful comments, methinks the two will get along quite nicely.  I like how each of them solves a bunch of problems I was avoiding in the other.

This isn’t even getting into the massive inspiration attack I’m suffering from regarding writing right now.  I think I’m gonna get on that.

Current music: The Truth, by The Spill Canvas, via Pandora.  Never heard of them.  I think I like them.

Ah, Pandora.  I’ve missed you so.

General Updatery

Saturday, November 21st, 2009

Hopefully it will come as no surprise that my NaNoWriMo push this year is about where it was when I mentioned I’d try for it.  I did allude to the insanity of the plan, after all.

What surprises me is the backup I found the other day.  I was looking through my flash drive backups for something else entirely, and found a backup of nothing but my programming folder — which was, it should be noted, the only significant casualty to my flash drive dying earlier this month.  It was an up-to-the-day backup, too.

This borders on being a religious experience.  I think Great Cthulhu wants me to continue work on that roguelike.

In other news, life is pretty awesome.  Things are looking up in general; my kid is doing great (save for some acid reflux and colic), and has begun occasionally sleeping as much as four hours at a stretch.  (This is actually better for Kat than for me, as I sleep like the dead.  She doesn’t.)

And, I now have a signed copy of The Gathering StormA friend of mine got it for me and shipped it down, for which I am now eternally indebted.  I’m reading the book now, and of course it’s great.  It also has me thinking.  See, Robert Jordan and Brandon Sanderson have a funny place in my writing/reading history: they’re the two writers who, more than any others, got me writing.

I’ve wanted to be a professional writer for a long, long time.  My earliest major writing project would have been when I was about ten, when I decided to write a sci-fi trilogy.  For years, that project (called Trikan) was the largest body of cohesive text I had managed to assemble.  (I’m looking it over now, and it’s . . . er, not as bad as I thought it would be, actually.  It’s also eight thousand words long.  Go, younger me.  But it’s still never seeing the light of day.)*

After Trikan, there was a lengthy period when I didn’t get any really significant writing done.  It was Robert Jordan’s The Wheel of Time that inspired me, the summer before I left for ASMSA, to get to work on a big project again.  That was when I started the project formerly known as The Storms of Heaven, and when I wrote most of the novella Ghost Ship — which astute readers (and people I’ve trapped in conversation long enough) may recognize as the work that formed the basis of Derelict.  If I hadn’t read The Wheel of Time then, there’s a pretty good chance these would never have gotten written.  It was a pretty influential work for me, to say the least.

Fast-forward to last year.  Having heard of Brandon Sanderson via his connection to The Wheel of Time, I picked up the books of his that were out at the time (Elantris and Mistborn: The Final Empire — I didn’t spring for The Well of Ascension until it came out in paperback.)  I read them.  I loved them.  And they inspired me to write again.  If I had to pick a single influence that got me started on Derelict in its full novelish glory, I would pick Brandon Sanderson.

I didn’t make these connections until recently — not as such, anyway.  The knowledge was there, in the back of my mind.  The reason it comes to mind now is because now I’m reading The Gathering Storm, which is by the two authors who have influenced and inspired me the most.

I wonder what’ll happen this time.

*Interestingly, the science vessel from which the characters of Trikan hail was named the Blue Star, and the salvage vessel from which the characters of Derelict hail is the Blue Star IV.  I was not aware of this, and to my knowledge wasn’t aware of it at the time that I wrote Ghost Ship.  Funny how the mind works.